After the steamed sweet potatoes and cooked rice soup were served, Lu Ziyuan called the three people from the yard in, divided the bowls and chopsticks, and said to Lu Lan, "I'm going to deliver the food to the fields. You look at the two
My brothers and sisters eat first, don’t wait for me."
"Cousin Zi Wan, the field is a bit far away, why don't I go and deliver it to you? You are just sick and can't be tired." Lu Lan pinched a sweet potato and placed it in front of Lu He and said.
"It's okay. I'm not that delicate. I'm almost recovered from my illness. You did a lot of work at grandma's house in the past few days. Just take a rest at home today." Lu Ziyuan refused with a smile, but her heart felt warm.
Yes, Lu Lan is also interested.
After taking a small bamboo basket and packing the food, Lu Ziwan left her yard. Thanks to her body, Lu Ziwan, she also knew where her wheat field was.
Lu Ziwan's wheat field is about a quarter of an hour's walk from home, and it takes half an hour to go back and forth.
Along the way, they were all fellow villagers. Most of them knew Lu Ziwan. Some greeted her cheerfully, while others gloated loudly to the people around them about Lu Ziwan's divorce from the Chen family, for fear of her.
Who else doesn't know?
Lu Ziwan responded to those who greeted her, and pretended not to hear those who made irresponsible remarks behind her back. A quarter of an hour later, she finally arrived at her own land.
Fortunately, the weather is not too cold yet, the rice soup in the cup is still warm, but the vegetables and sweet potatoes are already cold.
"Mother, second uncle, and second aunt, we are coming to have lunch soon." Lu Ziyuan placed the bamboo basket on the flat ridge of the field and called at the top of her voice to the three people who were still busy not far away.
Hearing the call, He Chunmei responded, then she and Lu Donglin put down their farm work and walked towards Lu Ziyuan.
"Sister Wan, can you eat it by yourself?" Ge Rui wiped off the sweat on her head and asked with a smile, "Are you tired after walking all this way? You're not feeling well yet. I'll ask Sister Lan to drop you off at noon tomorrow.
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"No need, Second Aunt. I'm almost in good health now. It's time to go out and walk around." Lu Ziyuan opened the cloth that was in the basket and took out the sweet potatoes. "It's just a pity that I walked a little slower and the sweet potatoes were cold."
Yes, luckily the rice soup is still warm."
"Sister Wan, it's really tiring to carry so much rice soup for such a long distance. We can just drink a few sips of water. Why bother bringing so much rice soup?" Lu Donglin smiled. What he said was true. It was a lot.
The farmers' fields are all far away from home, and no one can cope with it with just one or two sweet potatoes. A few of them would carry such a heavy soup, and they secretly thought to themselves that Sister Wan is more filial than other children.
"Can Sister Wan eat?" Ge Rui had just asked, but Lu Ziwan didn't answer, so she asked again.
"No, I thought you would be hungry when you were tired from working, so I thought I'd give it to you first. I'll eat it when I go back later. It'll be fine. I'm not hungry anyway." Lu Ziwan smiled and said,
There was no pretense that he had eaten anything.
"This kid." Lu Donglin said quickly after hearing this, "Is it possible that we adults are still a short time away from starving to death? Anyway, there are a lot of sweet potatoes, and we can't finish them. Let's eat some to cushion our stomachs.
That’s fine.”
As Lu Donglin said that, he took some sweet potatoes and stuffed them into Lu Ziwan. Lu Ziwan started eating without much excuse. Seeing the tired but still smiling expression on the adult's face, she felt very happy in her heart.
The fatigue from the journey also disappeared at any time.