After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields Chapter 137

Qin Yao poured a glass of water for the coachman, sat down opposite him, and asked him if there was anything Liu Ji wanted him to bring back.

There really is.

The coachman said: "Xiangong Liu asked me to tell Madam Qin that you -"

"It's a long way home, and I only have one day of rest. I don't want to be delayed on the road, for fear of missing my study plan. I also ask my wife to bring the living expenses for the second half of the year to the coachman and bring them to me. I'm fine in the academy, and my study schedule is strict. It will be very beneficial if you follow it, please rest assured, madam.”

After hearing this, Qin Yao raised her eyebrows. It was indeed Liu Ji's words.

He checked some details with the coachman and confirmed that it was correct and it was not a scam. He motioned to the coachman to sit down and walked out of the main room to the bedroom to get money.

As soon as he came out, he met the four pairs of big eyes of Dalang brother and sister, pointed to their room, and went back to practice calligraphy!

Learned the recipe of feeding horses from Liu Dafu's family, using straw and plant ash to immerse the fodder.

This is not the first time they have seen such a scene, but every time Liu Bai and others can feel the fear of a landslide.

Qin Yao waved her hand, "Let's get started."

After dinner at night, when Qin Yao called them to wash up, their first reaction was to run back to the room and change their heeled shoes into slippers. Then they went to wash their feet one by one. After washing, they would wear these when walking around the house. go.

Qin Yao then went into the bedroom, took out two coins and handed them to the coachman.

But this is Da Lang, who is sensitive and sensible. Seeing that Qin Yao didn't mention it, he felt that she didn't want to or had simply forgotten, so he behaved in such an awkward manner.

When the loud noise stopped, Qin Yao checked the cliff and hung the braided hemp rope net on the hook with steel nails to prevent the fine rocks from rolling down and injuring the quarrymen at the foot of the mountain.

It wasn't until an autumn rain fell and the temperature suddenly turned cooler that the four brothers and sisters lost some of their enthusiasm and obediently put on their stockings and cloth shoes.

The four brothers and sister moved their lips and said silently, then rolled into the room dejectedly and continued practicing calligraphy.

A hammer drove a meter-long thick nail into a crack in the stone. There was a loud "bang" sound, and a large piece of stone slid down the cliff, which shocked the onlookers.

There was still straw left. After finishing the three-thirds of the field in their spare time, Qin Yao and her four children knitted straw sandals.

Everyone then concentrated on the quarrying work of moving and breaking stones.

Qin Yao stood at the door of her home, watching the ox cart quickly leave the village, her polite smile suppressed, her eyes darkened.

There is no man in Qin Yao's family, so he spends a lot of time making people gossip.

Qin Yao is worried about the date. Today is another holiday.

If it were Erlang or Si Niang, he would have shouted out long ago.

As for Shopkeeper Wu's seventeen sets of millstones, they will be ready for the next visit in the middle of next month.

Qin Yao didn't give him any money.

The coachman came last night and was asked by Liu Jizhi to come and collect living expenses.

For Lao Huang's sake, when Qin Yao went up the mountain to cut firewood in the morning to store firewood for the winter, she would also call Da Lang up. She would chop wood on the mountain, while Da Lang would cut the grass at the foot of the mountain.

The four brothers and sister regarded slippers as treasures. They did not wear them on weekdays and placed them neatly beside the bed.

Qin Yao picked out some better-sun-dried straw and remade all the beds at home.

Because he is tall, the children in the village are afraid of Lao Huang, and will avoid him in advance unless there is someone coming soon.

Autumn is getting stronger, and the green color on the mountains fades little by little, turning into golden color.

Every household in the village has harvested all the rice, and the fields have become vacant. Piles of straw are moved to each house. Some of the straw that cannot be moved is piled in the field first and picked up when needed.

The little girl dragged her shoes and kicked around the house. Her bare feet would slip and fly out from time to time, and she would jump over to pick up the shoes. She could play with a pair of slippers for most of the day.

Qin Yao's family also followed the example of the villagers and built a pile of straw and piled it near the hut outside the back door.

But the effect is also gratifying. The bald areas on Lao Huang's body have slowly grown back, and he looks more and more handsome. He is also very energetic at work. Occasionally, when Qin Yao goes to the quarrying mountain, he will lead him there to transport stones, and he can run very vigorously.

Ordinary grass must be chopped into pieces and then mixed with specially bought sorghum to feed the horses. Old man Liu saw this by chance and exclaimed how luxurious it was.

Every time I open a stone, I have to work all morning.

A quarter of an hour later, Qin Yao appeared behind everyone and said:

“You must pay attention to safety, human life is the most important, everyone should keep in mind the work rules, and no one is allowed to act rashly unless I am present next time when the stone is opened!”

When the workers have transported all the stones back, it will be a new round of polishing at full speed.

A group of quarrymen hurriedly stood up and faced her, shouting: "I know!"

Because it is troublesome, Qin Yao only adds different nutrients to the horse every one week.

After checking that everything was correct, we climbed the long rope back to the top of the mountain and walked down the hillside on the back.

After taking the money, the coachman got up and left.

In the end, Qin Yao arranged a pair for herself before giving up.

Dalang has been a little restless recently. From time to time, he would play with the slingshot and small bow Qin Yao made for him. He would go out early and return before lunch.

But after she got this pile of stones, fifty sets of small stone millstones were enough.

Dalang and Erlang looked at it with envy, and were too embarrassed to ask Qin Yao to help them. They learned to knit two pairs of four different ones, but they fell apart after wearing them for a long time.

Qin Yao didn't react at first. Several times later, she heard someone say that the Yang family in Xiahe Village had gone into the mountains. Then she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have promised to take Dalang into the mountains for hunting this autumn.

When asked what he was doing, he said he was practicing slingshots and bows at the foot of the mountain, and then looked at Qin Yao expectantly with his big eyes open.

Throw away the old straw to make the fire, put new straw on it, put it on the bed, then lay a layer of brown mat, and finally put a quilt on it to cover it, and lie down on it to feel soft and warm.

This time it was not for sale. She wore it herself. It was knitted very well and carefully. Qin Yao got herself a pair of straw slippers without heels. When Si Niang saw them, she asked for them, so Qin Yao knitted another pair for her.

The boy watched the leaves on the mountain turn golden, but the promiser didn't seem to think about it at all, so he was inevitably anxious.

"Childish." Qin Yao chuckled, and then remembered that she was indeed a child, but she was not childish.

Besides, it was already too late to set off today. Along the way, there were villagers going to towns and counties waiting for his ox cart. They did not dare to delay and set off immediately.

Qin Yao patted the gravel on his body and looked up at the sky. The sun was already hanging in the center.

First chop the straw, then pull out a basket of plant ash from the stove hole, then find an empty jar that is not in use, pour the chopped straw into the jar, and sprinkle a layer of plant ash every other inch to alkalize it, usually one night and once the next day. Finished feeding.

It has been cold at night recently, but now I am not afraid of the cold anymore.

Even though they had already retreated to a safe area, they still couldn't help but retreat again when the rocks fell.

The enthusiasm continued for several days, and Qin Yao's ears were filled with the sound of slippers.

She also sent the coachman out of the village herself.

When I returned home from the construction site, the sun was slightly westward.

Qin Yao changed into light linen clothes and took off the saddle hanging on the wall of the hall.

Chapter end

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