The wicked sister-in-law is in charge; meals include fish and shrimp.

Chapter 177 Afu's Thoughts

Wen Luozhi raised her head, and a few strands of hair damp with sweat clung to her face, making Wen Ziming frown.

"Little sister, you should go home with your sister-in-law."

With several grown men in the family, how could it be a little girl's turn to go to the fields? I told her this morning, but she wouldn't listen and insisted on coming!

Wen Luozhi wiped the sweat from her face and glanced in Li Chunxing's direction. Seeing that Li Chunxing was also looking at her, she grinned at her.

"Brother, you should take your sister-in-law home. I'll stay here."

She feels she has gained a lot of weight recently, and now she can pinch a handful of fat on her waist. She thinks she can take advantage of this job to exercise.

Wen Ziming tried to persuade her a few more times, but when he saw her bend down to cut rice again, he had no choice but to give up.

"Boss! Quick, take your wife back! I just saw a rat snake!"

etc.

Wen Muchuan pointed behind the basket, "That snake is quite thick! Although it's not poisonous, it's still pretty scary to be bitten."

"Your sister can go wherever she wants, what business is it of yours?!" He glared at Wen Ziming again as he spoke.

After his daughter went to work in the fields, she followed her father around like a little tail, constantly asking him to teach her how to harvest rice.

Although he wasn't really of much help and it was more like a joke, he was happy!

His daughter would clap her hands and praise him for everything he did, which made him more and more energetic. He wished he could stay in the fields all day.

Upon hearing that there was a snake, Wen Ziming disregarded everything else and hurried back to help Li Chunxing walk home.

"When you come back later, bring some realgar powder and sprinkle it around your sister, so she doesn't get bitten by a snake."

Hearing Wen Ziming's words, Li Chunxing quickened her pace, afraid of delaying Wen Ziming from getting back to work.

When he returned, he found an extra person in his field, but the person was dressed in tattered clothes and seemed clumsy in his work.

Lin Feng was threshing a handful of rice onto a large wooden tub when he almost fell to the ground before a few grains came off.

After finishing his meal, he went to the foot of the mountain. He originally intended to walk in to collect some branches, but unexpectedly discovered a cave.

The place was clean and well-ventilated, so he decided to settle down there.

Hearing the commotion, he came over and saw the little girl from this morning working hard in the field, her face covered in sweat.

Remembering that he had eaten a big bowl of chicken porridge and received a silver tael in return that morning, he gritted his teeth and came over to help with the work.

But he'd never done any of these things before; he could only imitate what others did.

Wen Luozhi watched from the side, her brow furrowing. What on earth was this high-ranking official doing here? Had he come to experience the hardships of life? But he looked even more miserable than they had before…

The villagers from the surrounding plots also looked at Lin Feng strangely. Wang Da Niang's son walked up to Wen Muchuan and whispered, "Uncle Wen, is this person your relative?"

Yesterday, he had just arrived home with his hoe when someone came to his door asking for water.

When did beggars appear in the village? He certainly didn't know!

Seeing the man's appearance, he thought he was a con artist and shooed him away with a hoe.

I thought he had already left the village, but it turns out he's still in the village.

Wen Muchuan was also baffled. Yesterday, when he saw this person, he thought he was someone's relative. But today, why is he working silently in his field?

He shook his head at Zhu Rong, "I don't even know him, so what's this talk about relatives?"

"I suppose my sixth son took pity on him yesterday and gave him some food, which is why he came to help."

Zhu Rong glanced at Lin Feng again, and seeing that he had scattered all the millet onto the field, he said with a pained expression, "Uncle, let this young man stop working. He'll have to pick it up slowly in the field later."

Wen Luozhi, who was still working hard, looked up when she heard this and saw the rice grains, now free of straw, falling beautifully into the field.

The ragged man seemed oblivious, continuing to hit him with abandon.

She put down her sickle, walked over, and asked, "Is your place all set up? Why did you come to my house to help out?!"

Lin Feng paused, his dark face quickly flushing red. "I...I ate chicken porridge this morning, I can't let it go to waste."

“There’s also silver!” he added.

Wen Luozhi glanced at the scattered rice grains on the ground, her eyes darting around. "Then go help me gather some firewood. There are enough people here; it's just a bowl of porridge, you don't need to work so hard."

Lin Feng tightened his grip on the rice stalks; he just wanted to help, he didn't mean anything by it...

Wen Zixun walked over at the right moment, took the rice from his hand, and instead stuffed a sandwich into his hand. "You should go now, we're waiting for firewood to cook lunch."

His tone was indifferent; he had intended to say a few words and send the man away, but seeing how hard the man was working, he felt a little reluctant.

Seeing how quickly and efficiently he worked, Lin Feng simply gripped what he was holding and walked out of the field, glancing back every few steps.

Afu had been silently observing this area from his own field. He had wanted to chase that beggar-like man away as soon as he came over because his eyes were fixed on Wen Luozhi.

After watching for a while, he realized that the person didn't seem to have any malicious intent, so he forced himself to stay away.

"What are you looking at, you brat! Hurry up and get to work! Your mother will be bringing your food soon!"

The village chief slapped him on the back of the head to bring him back to his senses.

He could easily see what his son was thinking! Ever since Luo Zhi arrived in the fields early this morning, this brat's eyes hadn't left her.

That girl is so capable. Putting aside whether this guy is good enough for her, she already has that young man in her heart, so what is he still thinking about?!

Don't let the villagers gossip and ruin the girl's reputation.

Ah Fu looked at that rosy little face and reluctantly looked away. Although he had been heartbroken when he saw her holding hands with that man last time and vowed never to think about it again.

But when he saw her, he couldn't help it and wanted to go up and talk to her. What should he do?

He glanced at Wen Luozhi again and saw that she had straightened up and patted the sachet at her waist.

His reason returned instantly, and he quickly turned back to his work.

The village chief, feeling sorry for her, took a puff of his pipe, squinted, and said, "Old Zhang's daughter from the next village is quite beautiful and of marriageable age. Your mother said she'd take her to have her checked out."

Old Zhang is the village chief of the next village, and the two of them have a good relationship.

A few days ago, when we got together, Old Zhang casually mentioned it, and I remembered it immediately.

If the girl doesn't mind that her son is slow-witted, then it's worth a try.

"Yes, I'll listen to my parents," Afu replied in a muffled voice, though it was unclear whether he had actually heard what his father was saying.

His hands kept moving, but his mind was becoming increasingly confused.

Afraid that he would be unable to resist looking in that direction again, he simply switched to the other side to cut rice, which made the village chief's old face wrinkle up.

His youngest son is getting more and more obsessed! We need to speed things up with this marriage proposal.

Around noon, Lin Feng finally gathered a large bundle of firewood. He dragged it to the door of the new house, put it down, and was about to leave when he was caught by Wen Luozhi, who had come back to get her lunch.