Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

There are melons and fruits on the table. It is definitely not an ordinary family who can afford melons and fruits in winter.

It's just that she just heard that Miss Wufu called her Madam? Could it be that she is a servant?

The Peng family is not rich and powerful, but they have 20 acres of fertile land. The produce from the field is enough for the whole family to chew all year round, and there is still some left over.

The third child is a dart walker, and he goes out once a year, bringing back a lot of silver taels, and he probably still has a lot of private money in his hands.

With such a family background, it is not impossible to find a girl from a well-to-do family in the village. If the other party is a maid, the living contract is fine, but if the contract is dead, the future generations will be inferior.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Chen became dissatisfied with Wu Fu again.

She sat obediently in the car, lowered her head, and said nothing.

From the enthusiasm just now to the current indifference, Chen's attitude changed too quickly, no matter how slow Wu Fu was, she could still notice it, but what she wanted was whether she could get the money bag back, regardless of Chen's face.

In case the family is reckless, how will she solve it? She couldn't prove that there was a money bag in her krathong, so Wufu was troubled.

Xiangli was nibbling melon seeds, observing Chen's expression secretly, thinking it was not good.

If she could match Wu Fu and Escort Peng together, would Wu Qi stop thinking completely? Then she has a chance!

Wu Fu looked down on Wu Qi, not because she wanted to **** it, Xiangli found a reasonable excuse for herself.

"Sister-in-law, you carry so much fabric, don't you live not far away?"

Thinking of this, Xiangli took the initiative to approach Chen Shi and asked about the situation of Peng's family.

Li Haitang closed her eyes and was not surprised when she heard Xiangli speak up. Women are always cautious when it comes to this kind of thing. She knows exactly what Xiangli is thinking.

Even if Wu Fu does not marry Wu Qi, Wu Qi may not be able to see Xiangli.

Xiangli is deeply involved in it, and she doesn't know it. Maybe she was mistaken by her cleverness in the end.

Li Haitang watched coldly, she and Xiangli didn't have a good relationship, so she didn't plan to intervene.

"Not far, not far, I live in Pengjia Village outside the town."

Mrs. Chen was always talkative, so she suppressed her temper on purpose, but when she saw the beautiful young lady chatting with her, she opened up the chatterbox.

Pengjia Village is on the outskirts of Beijing, and it is convenient to enter the city. The villagers often make some food such as steamed buns and pancakes, and sell them on the nearby official roads to make a little money.

"These fabrics are not heavy. We women are all used to doing farm work, which is different from your delicate young ladies."

After Chen finished speaking, she realized that her words were inappropriate and sour, afraid of being misunderstood, she continued to laugh, "I have no other meaning..."

"Sister-in-law is straightforward, what to say, I am not a stingy person."

Xiangli pointed to the fabric, and the color was rather dull, so she probably didn't buy it for herself, and praised Mrs. Chen as a filial person.

Nowadays, people live together regardless of the family, each has his own ideas, and it is inevitable that there will be rifts. There are almost no daughter-in-laws who can think about their mother-in-law, and mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are natural enemies.

"My mother-in-law is very talkative."

The Chen family was said to be filial, and she was happy in her heart, and Xiangli was very pleasing to the eye.

The Wufu just now was a girl, and Xiangli must be a young lady, so she might have a maid to serve her and marry her with a large dowry.

If the third child in the family married such a beautiful little lady, the family would be happier.

Although the body is weak and weak, it will fall down when the wind blows, but men like this kind, but it is painful. If the third child is reluctant to part with his wife, he will go out for a year and run a few times less, and all the problems will be solved.

Mrs. Chen put her mind on Xiangli, and talked about some family matters.

"When the third child marries a daughter-in-law, the family will be separated. The third child will live alone, and they don't have to take care of their parents. From now on, they will just visit their parents every now and then."

The more Chen talked, the more energetic he was, and he was very affectionate to Xiangli, and Wu Fu who was on the side quickly saw that something was wrong.

Peng's house was not far away, about half an hour later, the carriage entered Peng's village.

Chen Shi and Xiangli got out of the carriage first, and Wu Fu supported Li Haitang, pointed outside, and said mysteriously, "Madam, Xiangli is so enthusiastic about Chen Shi, could it be that she has taken a fancy to that idiot Peng?"

Anyone who owed her money was Wu Fu's enemy, and Wu Fu immediately gave Peng Laosan a nickname.

Li Haitang twitched the corners of his mouth and thought to himself, "You idiot, Xiangli has taken a fancy to Wu Qi and wants to get rid of you, a fool, so she asked about the situation of Chen's Peng family!"

Based on the principle of non-involvement, she asked, "What about you, don't you like Peng Laosan who has muscles all over his body?"

"Ma'am, I mean I like people with strength, but I didn't say I like big fools."

Wufu pointed his finger. If his brain is broken, there is no cure. Can he still punch a hole in his head like Ma Bihe's father, Master Ma?

Even if a hole is made, there are still sequelae.

"Besides, it's good for a gentleman not to take people away. If Xiangli likes it, let her go to Xiangli."

Wu Fu didn't mind at all, she murmured in her heart, maybe the Peng family didn't want to return the purse, if so, the character of this big family needs to be well understood.

Xiangli is not easy enough, if she is entrusted to someone else, she will only be more lonely and helpless.

"What kind of gentleman are you, you are a little girl!"

Xiangli is pitiful, but Li Haitang disagrees when she does this.

Perhaps, people have to think about themselves, so it's understandable to do so, but she is eccentric, and compared to Xiangli, she cares more about her maid, Wufu.

The Peng family has five main rooms, which are spacious and bright, and belong to a relatively wealthy family in the village.

It was five today, and Mrs. Peng was smoking a pipe and pot in the courtyard. Mrs. Peng and her second daughter-in-law were kneading dough and chopping stuffing in the kitchen, preparing for the family to eat dumplings at night.

Hearing the noise, Mrs. Peng rushed out first, and saw a carriage parked at the door, and Peng Laosan was driving, she immediately refused, and said loudly, "Sir, it's only the fifth day of the first lunar month, and you are going out to walk the darts. Are you trying to **** your mother off?"

Unmarried at this age, becoming the number one bachelor in Pengjia Village, Mrs. Peng's face is dull.

But the folks in the village know what her third son is like, and he doesn't go home all year round. Every time the matchmaker enters the village and walks around her house, she is afraid of being entangled by her.

Mrs. Peng was very angry. Her son made a lot of money traveling in darts, and he didn't lack any arms or legs. Why can't he talk about others? Why does the matchmaker always look like he can't harm other people's daughters!

This year, she can't procrastinate. She is going to adopt the posture of crying, making trouble and hanging herself. She must keep people.

In the middle of last night, when she heard movement in the third child's room, she knew that he was packing up his things and was about to flee.

Mrs. Peng remained calm. On the second day of the Lunar New Year, when she was returning to her mother's house, she went to the city's bodyguard bureau to inquire about it. She would not leave until the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. In other words, there were still a few days left.

Her plan is going ahead!

"Mom, haven't I come back?"

Peng Laosan was talking nonsense, not afraid of the sky, not the earth, but his mother. He entered the door, opened the door of the firewood room, and wanted to find that weird-looking water lamp. He hoped that the water lamp was still there, so he hurriedly returned it. He didn't want to marry a girl who was thicker than himself. Roll your eyes.