Liu Ji walked into the main room, and as soon as he put down the oil paper bag in his hand, Jinbao Jinhua ran to him, "Third uncle, third aunt."

"Hey?" Liu Ji raised his eyebrows, rubbed their heads, opened the oil paper bag generously, revealing the fragrant pastries inside, "Take it and eat it."

The brother and sister wanted to leave after taking it, but Old Man Liu stopped him, "I haven't said thank you to your uncle yet, there are no rules!"

The brother and sister ran back in a panic and bowed to their uncle seriously, "Thank you, third uncle!"

After finishing it, I glanced at my grandfather and saw that his eyebrows were relaxed, so I picked up a piece of pastry and tasted it.

It's a holiday today, so there's only half a day of rain over here at the old house, so I can take advantage of the holiday to take a break for the remaining half of the day.

The harvested millet is spread out on bamboo mats to dry in the sun. There is no place to set foot in the yard, so we just step on the millet.

Several children were playing together, and the grains jumped everywhere. Mrs. Zhang was so angry that she shouted: "Quickly go out and play in the village well!"

A few of them did not leave, but stopped running. They squatted by the threshold and played with stones.

Qin Yao took the bowl of new grains she had brought and placed it on the sacred table in the center of the courtyard. She also borrowed three sticks of incense from the old house, lit them and asked Liu Ji to come and bow three times, put the incense, and that was it.

Mrs. Qiu looked at the new grain and said with envy: "This grain is so well-formed."

Her belly has grown, and she is now very pregnant. She is not allowed to do the heavy work at home. However, her son is busy at the farm and there is not enough manpower. In order to save a labor force, she insists on taking care of the meals for the whole family at home.

Today is also a holiday. Everyone is thinking about He's craftsmanship, so the person in charge of the spoon is changed.

Qin Yao walked over and took a look at her belly. It looked like she had half a basketball on her waist. All the flesh on her body was growing here, and her face was still very thin.

"Second sister-in-law, you should have given birth in the twelfth lunar month, right?" Qin Yao asked curiously.

Mrs. Qiu nodded, "It's almost the same. I guess it's the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, when the farm is slack in winter, so it's a suitable time. It won't delay the work in the fields. This little guy knows how to choose a day."

Mrs. Qiu touched her belly, maybe because she felt embarrassed. After a long pause, Qin Yao felt that she had nothing to say and went to the kitchen to see what was being cooked. She suddenly spoke.

"Brother and sister, you and Carpenter Liu are going to build a water mill workshop, so you have to recruit a lot of people, right?"

Qin Yao nodded, "There should be more than a dozen polishers and carpenters."

She guessed what Qiu wanted to say next.

Sure enough, I wanted to recommend two people to her, one was her aunt's son, and the other was her aunt's son. They were both young men in their fifteenth and sixteenth years. Their families were poor and they were not married yet. They wanted to find some work to earn some money so that they could marry a wife. .

Qin Yao glanced towards the kitchen. He's ears were already perked up. As expected, He was also waiting to recommend her.

In this matter, Qin Yao had already made a promise to the village chief and clan chief to give priority to people from his own village, so the quota of workers would not fall to people from other villages.

As for Liujiacun, this is not enough. The two people who worked with Liu Carpenter before will definitely continue to use it. Counting the three Liu Bai brothers, there are five places left.

She plans to recruit eighteen people, and there are thirteen spots left. Shunzi has to keep one, so there are only twelve left.

However, Qin Yao didn't finish her words, "The farm work is very busy at the moment, and there are probably not many people who are willing to leave it in the fields. If there are any left, I will naturally give priority to our own family. Second sister-in-law, don't worry."

you?

Hearing this word, Mr. He in the kitchen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, feeling relieved knowing that Qin Yao had not left her alone.

Zhang's sharp eyes glanced over several times, and Qin Yao had already made it clear. Qiu did not continue the topic and went into the kitchen to help.

Liu Zhong stood up and went to help, but Qiu pushed him out with a blushing face.

Liu Zhong was about to return to the main room to rest. Liu Ji said quickly: "Second brother, you are so polite when people are being polite to you. You have no eyesight. Second sister-in-law is pregnant, so you are too embarrassed!"

"Is it your turn to say it?" Liu Zhong retorted stupidly.

But for Liu Ji, there was no harm at all.

Liu Ji clicked his tongue twice, "What are you still doing? Go in and help! You don't see my second sister-in-law carrying soup!"

Liu Zhong groaned angrily and widened his eyes. He felt that he was so annoying that he was standing here, not around.

Liu Ji opened his mouth to stir things up, but Qin Yao glanced at him coldly and shut up angrily.

Liu Zhong's dark face was so hot that he wanted to explode, but in the end he stayed with Liu Jijian and refused to help. He sat on the bench and stabbed Liu Ji:

"You think everyone is as incompetent as you. Which family has a man like you entering the kitchen?"

Liu Jiqie made a sound and didn't take it seriously. He looked at Qin Yao proudly and raised his eyebrows.

"I really feel sorry for my wife, who is as stupid as you? She's already serving soup, but she doesn't know how to pick it up, and she's still trying to show off her masculine behavior to me here!"

Seeing that Mrs. Qiu's face was so red that it was bleeding, Qin Yao shouted, "Liu Ji, you will die if you don't speak, right?"

Taking advantage of the large number of people at home, Liu Ji didn't panic at all. Instead, he muttered: "I can't stand some men showing off here."

"Oh, just ask my wife if you want me to help you. If she says no, I will really come back. Who doesn't know how to be hypocritical~"

Qin Yao really wished she could chop off his tongue with a knife.

However, what he said seems to make sense, why?

Mrs. Qiu put down the soup bowl and was startled. She glanced at her man suspiciously. Was he just pretending?

Liu Zhong was startled. He was embarrassed to persist in front of his family before, but now he suddenly realized that his wife was about to be instigated by that bastard Liu Ji. He hurriedly stood up and held her down regardless of whether Mrs. Qiu was willing or not. After sitting down, he rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen to bring out all the remaining dishes.

Seeing Mrs. Qiu's happy look, Liu Ji felt bored and sighed secretly.

As a result, he was immediately kicked on his calf, which was so painful that he almost screamed.

"You're just a shit stirrer." Qin Yao gritted her teeth and whispered behind Liu Ji.

Liu Ji noticed the cold murderous aura, and then he really calmed down.

Doesn't he also want to teach his brothers at home to be considerate and considerate husbands?

After all, it was a festival, and the autumn harvest had just begun, so He cooked solid white rice and fried three vegetables and one soup, all in super large portions, enough for the whole family to eat.

However, there was no meat in the dish, and only the shredded egg flakes in the soup could barely be considered meaty. Compared with Qin Yao's family's fried meat slices every now and then, it was far behind.

But He's craftsmanship is really outstanding, and everyone is very popular.

Qin Yao is more restrained and only eats three bowls of rice before putting down her chopsticks.

But the treatment is higher than that of Old Man Liu and his son. Women only get one bowl, men get two bowls, and children get one bowl. Qin Yao is the only one among the three.

Liu Ji also wanted to add a third bowl, but Old Man Liu gave him a hard look.

He didn't care at all. It was important to fill his stomach. He had been short of work these days. How could he recover and study well if he didn't eat more?

Ignoring the daggers coming from behind, I filled myself a bowl and pressed it down with a rice spoon.

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