Husband, Let Me Touch Your Abs

Chapter 30

In no time, the crops in the Zhao family's fields were harvested, and Zhao Beichuan began helping out at the Lu family's fields.

The Lu family had over twenty mu of land, where they grew millet, beans, wheat, and sorghum.

Back when the eldest brother of the Lu family was still alive, the work on these fields wasn't considered much; the three of them could finish the harvest in ten to fifteen days.

After Lu Hai passed away and Lu Lin's legs became weak, all the heavy burdens fell on Lu Guangsheng alone. As he aged, his strength declined, and every day after returning from the fields, he would suffer from back and leg pain.

With Zhao Beichuan's help now, Lu Guangsheng felt much more relaxed, always smiling and praising his son-in-law whenever he met someone.

"Da Chuan, come eat." At the edge of the field, Lu's mother brought food, and the children of the Lu family also came over.

Lu Miao and Lu Yun were a bit intimidated by this brother-in-law, who was tall and strong, and looked quite frightening when he frowned, so they didn't dare to approach him.

Lu Lin, however, wasn't afraid of him and was very grateful for Zhao Beichuan's help; otherwise, it would take the two of them a month to finish the harvest.

After eating, Lu's mother gave both him and Lu Lin an egg each.

"No need, Mother, you should eat them."

"Silly boy, you're doing hard labor. Don't hurt your body; eat this to replenish your strength."

Lu Lin nudged him with his elbow, "Eat it. If you get too skinny, Lu Yao will be upset."

Blushing, Zhao Beichuan put the egg in his pocket, drank some water, and picked up the sickle to continue working.

People from nearby fields approached to inquire, "Guangsheng, where did you find that helper? How much do you pay him per day?"

Lu Guangsheng smiled widely, "No matter how much you pay, you won't find anyone like him. He's my son-in-law!"

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Today, the tofu sold early, so Lu Yao took the opportunity to check the inventory. There were simply too many beans at home, attracting rats.

All the beans traded recently were stored in the western room, piled high on the ground and on the bed. Some sacks had been gnawed through by rats, spilling beans everywhere.

These beans amounted to at least twenty dan, worth eight or nine strings of cash. Before hiring Lin Daman, he could only sell seven or eight dan a month.

The fifth day of the next month was a big market day in town, so Lu Yao planned to sell all the beans there and buy a mule to make future tofu-selling trips easier.

At dinner, he discussed it with Zhao Beichuan, "Tell my father tomorrow that we won't be going the day after."

"Why?"

"I'm going to the town to sell the beans."

Zhao Beichuan nodded, "Okay, I'll let Brother Qin know in advance and borrow his cart."

"Borrow the mule too; we have too many beans, and I don't want you to tire yourself out."

Zhao Beichuan hummed in agreement. After the children finished eating, he quietly pulled out a boiled egg from his pocket and slipped it into Lu Yao's hand.

"Where did you get this?"

"Mother boiled it. I don't like it." Finishing his meal quickly, he left the kitchen with a red face.