A Small Farmer Girl 's Story of Making a Fortune by Farming

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The banquet ended very late, and by the time the guests left, the half-crescent moon was almost at the zenith.

　　Several daughters-in-law and old women from other families who were on good terms with Shen Yao stayed behind to help with the cleanup, and Shen Yao also followed behind to collect the bowls and wipe the table.

　　By the time everything was cleaned up, it was already late at night.

　　Winter nights are silent. Not to mention the chirping of insects, even the dogs in the village are too lazy to come out and bark.

　　After a simple wash, Shen Yao fell asleep. She was still in her dreamland until dawn.

　　Shen Yao seemed to smell a burning smell while she was sleeping. Just as she was wondering whether this was a dream or reality, she opened her eyes dazedly and saw white smoke floating into the room.

　　Shen Yao was now completely awake. He thought, oh no, it seemed like there was a fire in the house.

　　"Grandma, it's on fire!" Shen Yao reached out to shake Mrs. Wu beside him, but found nothing.

　　It turned out that she was the only one in the room.

　　He rolled out of bed, without even having time to put on his shoes, and hurried out of the house, crying and shouting for help: "Grandma, Grandpa! There's a fire, where are you, wuwuwu~"

　　"You little devil, what are you so angry about? Here's my milk!"

　　Shen Yao felt relieved when he heard Mrs. Wu's voice. He followed the sound to the kitchen and saw Mrs. Wu with a dark face, pulling out the firewood from the stove. The white smoke was coming out of the stove. But the white smoke in the stove was thicker, and it made people want to cough.

　　Next to Mrs. Wu was Third Aunt, who had changed into coarse cloth clothes. Her face was covered with soot from the bottom of the pot. She stood there with her head lowered in shame, wringing her hands anxiously.

　　It seems that the noise was caused by Third Aunt.

　　"Don't stand there. If you really want to help with the work, take Yaoyao to wash her face. At least you know how to wash your face!" Mrs. Wu threw the fire tongs in her hand angrily and glared at the third son's wife.

　　This is not helping at all, it's just causing trouble.

　　Zhang Chunxiang felt a little aggrieved because she was scolded on the first day after her marriage.

　　But it was indeed her fault. She thought it was inconvenient for her two sisters-in-law to cook because they were pregnant, and she had just married into the family, so she wanted to leave a good impression on her mother-in-law, so she thought of making breakfast for the whole family to make her mother-in-law and husband smile.

　　Although she had never cooked at her mother's house, she had seen her mother and sister-in-law cook. It was nothing more than putting washed rice and water in a pot, lighting a fire and boiling it, and it became porridge.

　　She followed suit, washed the rice, put it in the pot, and fetched firewood from the backyard to cook the porridge. Little did she know that it was so difficult to start a fire, and she almost set the kitchen on fire.

　　She really lost the rice while trying to steal the chicken. Now, not only can she not please her mother-in-law, but she will probably be despised to death and scolded for being useless.

　　"Aunt San, grandma is fine, don't worry." Shen Yao suddenly thought of himself in his previous life, alone and helpless, and gently comforted Aunt San.