Abandoned Peasant Woman: Farming With a Cute Baby

Of course, this was only Mu Lianfeng's own thoughts, but he didn't dare to say it. If he said it, his destiny would be gone.

"Let's go, mother, Mu Lianfeng." Zhao Yuner said, greeted them to get in the car, but did not bring Zhao Ping'er.

"Zhao Yuner, what are you doing! I want to get in the car too."

"If you want to go back, go back by yourself. My Xiaomao has a bad temper today and doesn't want to pull you." Zhao Yuner hooked her mouth.

At this point, Mr. Wu's bullock cart has already left, and if Zhao Ping'er wants to return to the village, he can only go back.

"Zhao Yuner, you are too much! Mother..."

Zhao Ping'er's pleading gaze fell on Liang Jinqiao's body, but Liang Jinqiao shook his head, not wanting to care about it.

"Ping'er girl, if you want to say too much, you are still too much today, how can you say that Yuner."

Zhao Ping'er curled her lips, "Mother, you helped her again..."

Before Zhao Pinger's words were finished, Zhao Yuner patted Xiao Mao's butt, and Xiao Mao flew out.

When Zhao Ping'er reacted, she just couldn't get rid of it.

Zhao Yuner felt that she was too kind to Zhao Ping'er, and she still had to treat her well in the future.

On the way back, Zhao Yuner let Mu Lianfeng rest on her shoulder.

His body hasn't recovered yet, so busy this morning is probably exhausted enough.

Mu Lianfeng leaned on Zhao Yun'er's shoulder and held Zhao Yun'er's hand tightly along the way, as if as soon as he let go, Zhao Yun'er would leave from his side.

After a while, he arrived in the village.

Zhao Yuner was in charge of lunch, and randomly fried a few dishes at noon.

In the afternoon, Zhao Wenhua came over and discussed buying materials.

The house is ready to be built. The materials needed, some can be borrowed, and others have to be prepared.

It’s a bit uneconomical if you buy the beams and other things that you need. It’s better to go to the mountains and cut them yourself.

Shuilan Village is surrounded by mountains, and the most indispensable thing is the wood. There are more trees in the mountains for decades, and each one is very thick. The estimate that I cut down is better than the one I bought.

"Yun'er, let's find a time tomorrow afternoon to get the bricks and tiles. I will find a few men to go into the foot of the mountain and chop down some of the beams and wood."

Zhao Yun'er nodded, "Okay, father, you can arrange these things. If there is anything I need to do, just tell me."

Zhao Wenhua smiled and said, "Actually, it's nothing serious, but I have to give you a call before doing it."

Zhao Wenhua still prefers Zhao Yuner's opinions.

Now I feel that I want to push Zhao Yun'er the right to be the master.

My own woman is much better than him now.

When Mulianfeng heard it, he said to Zhao Wenhua, "Uncle, if you cut a tree, take me. I can also help."

How could Zhao Wenhua be willing to trouble Mulianfeng for such a rough job, so he said to Mulianfeng, "No need, my son, we will do it. How can a person like you go into the mountains and cut trees..."

Mulianfeng raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Uncle, do you think I can't do this job?"

"No, no..." Zhao Wenhua hurriedly waved his hand, "Shi Ziye, I don't mean that, but this kind of rough work, we countrymen can do it, you shouldn't do this kind of work. You should definitely do it. It’s something we won’t do..."

"Well then..." Mu Lianfeng felt that he was disgusted, a little bit disappointed.