Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 121 Mrs. An's vision is different from yours

With this roar, the weavers, spinners, cloth cutters, needleworkers, and hemp rope workers in the big drying yard all stopped and looked up to Yao.

Seeing Mrs. An standing beside her with tears all over her face, many women and girls stood up instinctively.

"Yes, yes, I saw Miss An go to the girl's room when I first started filling out the shoe soles." A black and thin woman replied loudly, raising the shoe soles that were almost finished in her hand.

There is a water drop table next to the drying yard, which is usually used to watch the time.

When the people near the table see that it is almost time to go back to cook, they will also inform others by the way.

She didn't care about watching when she was working, and the black and thin woman couldn't tell the approximate time, so she could only use the soles of her shoes to tell them how long Miss An had been gone.

"Yes, I also saw Miss An playing there. It was before the sun reached the roof of Miss Xuemei's shed. I saw it when I came back from the latrine, and she was with Shuan'er. I guess it was still there. How about playing?"

A young girl in the southeast corner beckoned back, her hand was still wrapped in the linen mopping the floor, and she smiled embarrassedly when everyone looked back at her.

Yao's heart fell to the ground, he let out a long breath, raised his hand and pressed down, "Okay, I see, let's continue to work~"

Most of the people here speak dialects, and the tones are all kinds of strange. Qi came here with her husband from a far away place, and it was a bit difficult to listen.

But seeing their expressions were very relaxed, she was sure that Yue'er was not in any danger, she let go of Yao's sleeve with a little relief.

"Mrs. An, let's go. I'll take you to Miss An. Don't worry, everyone in our village is paying attention."

As the women's director, Yao has to deal with all kinds of big and small things every day, and the women who deal with the most in daily life are women. Over time, she can speak any dialect very slippery.

I have also worked hard to learn Mandarin for a while, so that the village will become rich in the future, so that I can treat ladies like Qi who speak soft-toned Mandarin more intimately.

"Okay, okay, thank you very much." Qi followed Yao's side and took out a silk handkerchief to wipe away tears.

"Why are you being polite to us vulgar people? Noble people like you and Miss An are willing to live in our village, and everyone has good looks."

Yao Shi has always been impeccable in his speech and deeds, holding up when it should be held up, and holding back when it should be pushed down.

She still respects Qi Shi very much.

The county magistrate's wife never put on a show when she came to this village, and anyone who greeted her would respond with a smile and a nod.

There is nothing wrong with food and lodging, and I have never been picky about what I did in the canteen.

Those furnitures were also arranged and added by her. After all, it was Mrs. Magistrate, so she still had to take care of her dignity.

The two walked in a hurry, and after a while, they saw the group of people in the open space at the corner of the wooden shed on the far side.

Yue'er was squatting at Shu Yingtong's feet, chatting happily with Shuan'er, holding a clay sculpture with one ear upright, a cute round belly, a cat is not like a cat, and a mouse is not like a mouse.

Seeing that her body was covered in mud, and even her hair was covered with mud, Qi frowned, gasped, and was about to step forward to reprimand her.

Yao Shi hurried forward a few steps and smiled, "Ouch~ Ms. An is having such a good time today? It's the first time I've seen you smiling so happily~ This pair of little dimples look so pretty when you smile!"

Yue'er stood up with a smile, and when she saw Mrs. Qi coming from the corner, her face immediately changed. With a smile, she put down the chinchilla that Shu Yingtong made for her, and lowered her head to go forward to be scolded.

Picking the dried mud under the nails, "Mother..."

"You!" Qi suppressed his anger, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, put on a peaceful expression, walked around her and walked in front of Shu Yingtong and said slowly, "Miss Shu, my little girl has been weak since she was a child, so I dare not let her play around like this... "

Shu Yingtong held a newly completed clay pony, pinched the long nails to draw out the mane, and heard Qi's complaints, without raising her head, and said lightly:
"The more delicate the body is raised, the worse the body will be. A strong body cannot be raised in the greenhouse."

A five-year-old child no longer needs to be taken care of carefully like a baby.

The flowers in the greenhouse cannot withstand any environmental changes in the outside world.

The immune system can only become stronger and stronger through continuous confrontation, thereby enhancing resistance.

The Qi family has always been respected by people, but she did not expect to encounter a hard nail with Shu Yingtong.What she said was blunt, and in her opinion even tinged with accusation.

Yue'er is the apex of her heart raised by her pregnancy in October. How can outsiders empathize with the bitterness of the past few years?
His face sank, and anger rose in his heart.But good self-cultivation allowed her to restrain the thought of replying.

It's not easy for Yao to stand aside. In her capacity, it's not easy to persuade Madam Zhixian.Besides, she felt that what the girl said was not wrong, the child was tougher and easier to support.

The scene froze.

No one made a sound, and the boys stood obediently aside, only daring to secretly look at Shu Yingtong's little pony.

The last horseshoe was finished, and Shu Yingtong handed the pony to Yue'er who hung her head and picked her fingers.

Yue'er's hand paused, then retracted the hand she had just stretched out, and raised her head timidly to look at Qi's face with an unsuspecting expression.

He took a look and lowered his head obediently.

Shu Yingtong handed it to Shuan'er, got up and looked at Qi's eye level.

"Master An once wrote a letter to me and asked me to teach Miss An. To be honest, I have no interest in taking on such troublesome things. How you want to raise your children is up to you."

When An Xingzhou was mentioned, the anger on Qi's face disappeared instantly.

"Before we leave, my lord has ordered me to ask Ms. Shu to make a decision in case of indecision. If I care about it, it will cause chaos. I'm rude." Qi's calmness blessed Fushen.

Husband's instructions are still in my ears, Miss Shu is qualified to criticize her.

Shu Yingtong accepted the gift without hesitation, and pointed to the boy who was obediently standing on the other side.

"You have been here for so long, have you ever seen them get sick?"

Qi shook her head blankly, it wasn't that she had never seen them before, but she hadn't noticed these dirty kids from the countryside.

"Do you know why I am willing to let you stay in the village knowing that you are troublesome?"

Qi's hand holding the handkerchief tightened, she lowered her eyes and dared not look at her.

To the outside world, it was only said that Yue'er had just recovered from a serious illness, and the county government was too noisy to rest and recuperate.

Only people in Nancun knew it well, but they never revealed a word of the truth.

She felt ashamed.

"Master An's vision is different from yours. He is sensitive and eager to learn, and he is willing to accept things beyond his own knowledge. I appreciate his way of doing things."

Shu Yingtong is not preachy, so she clicked to the end, then nodded at Qi Shi, turned around and left.

There is really nothing to talk about with this kind of person who tries to suppress even losing his temper and keeps smiling.

Qi stared at her back in a daze, she understood the implication of these words.

Don't look down on rural women. They must have merits in raising their children. Don't look at the surface in everything.

　Time is tight, I was stuck on the highway for a day, and the next chapter repeated more than 100 words. I will post it first and then revise it. I'm sorry, my dears!
　　
　
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