Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update farmer abandoned wife: take Meng baby to farm the latest chapter!This season, you can have a bit of chilling sour plum waves, and drink mung bean soup. A few men at home will be much more comfortable working.

If this is gone, the two men might not be used to it.

Feng Changxia pouted, and said to Zhao Yun'er, "Yun'er girl, it's not unreasonable for you to say, it wouldn't be right if my family took Baina. Otherwise, you sold it to me, and my uncle and your second cousin were here. It’s not easy to work in the field, it’s better to drink the sour plum soup and mung bean soup you made..."

Zhao Yun'er is not a stingy person. Looking at Zhao Tianhu's face, he promised Feng Changxia.

She would not be rare if she sold the silver.

After cooking a big pot of sour plum soup, Zhao Yun'er sent it to Dafang and her family, and then sent some to Mulan.

The two went together in the field.

There are still many families in Daozi who haven't finished the harvest. Zhao Yun'er's family has already finished the harvest. At this time, he helped the two-room people harvest.

It's the Mulan family. Because Zhu Erhu is the only person with insufficient manpower, he hasn't been busy working on a few acres of land.

Mulan was very distressed about Zhao Tianhu, but she also had a lot of housework. She had to take three children. She didn't have so much effort to help Zhao Tianhu cut wheat together.

When he was in the field, Zhao Yuner saw that Zhu Erhu's back was already soaked with sweat. Because he was busy working in the field these days, Zhu Erhu's slightly dark skin was darker now.

If I continue to sun, I feel that I have the potential to be a Qingtian Bao, just like an African native.

Of course, not only Zhao Tianhu is alone, but in this season, people who cut rice and rice in the field will be black.

Mulan carried iced sour plum soup and sipped Zhu Erhu, who was busy in the field not far away, "Xiang Gong, I'll bring you sour plum soup. Come over and drink, let's rest for a while!"

Zhu Erhu heard the voice and straightened up. After seeing Mulan, he walked in the direction of Mulan and Zhao Yun'er.

Zhao Yun'er and Mulan were under a shade, covered by the shade, and a little bit cooler.

When Zhu Erhu came over, with a sweaty smell, he sat down and gasped heavily.

Mulan poured a bowl of sour plum soup to Zhu Erhu and Zhu Erhu made a few grunts and poured them into his stomach.

"Comfortable~" Zhu Erhu sighed and wiped the sweat beads with his sleeve.

Mulan laughed, "It's all thanks to Yun'er, if Yun'er wouldn't be able to drink such a delicious soothing plum soup!"

Zhu Erhu nodded in response, "Yes, thanks to Miss Yun'er, this thing can't be bought with money."

Zhao Yuner smiled, "You're welcome, I'll cook more by the way!"

"Haha, it's cold and cold. I've got a bowl of work, and I suddenly recovered my spirit!" Zhu Erhu said, pouring another big bowl into his stomach, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Xiang Gong, do you have a backache?" Mulan asked Zhu Erhu with his back, and asked with concern.

Zhu Erhu smiled as if it were all right, "A little bit, it won't hinder you!"

Mulan pouted, "It's okay to cry when you go to bed every night! I'll squeeze it for you, and it will make you feel more comfortable!"

Mulan said, reaching over to give Zhu Erhu a kneading posture.

She is reluctant to do her own husband, so it is too hard to work alone in the field.