After dressing up as a stepmother, I transformed the whole family into working in the fields

When the three of them returned home, the rain had stopped.

Awang put the umbrella on the porch to dry, rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen to make dinner.

He had brought back a brood of chickens to raise, but Qin Yao found it smelly, so Awang built a cage for the brood of chickens next to the livestock shed that could protect them from wind and rain.

There is no need to go to school these days. Sanlang and Si Niang were so outraged that they took rice from the rice vat at home to feed one of them, and it actually choked one to death.

I didn’t dare to tell the adults yet, but with Awang’s help to cover it up, I would bury the dead chicken in the back mountain, sneak back and bump into Qin Yao who was going to the backyard to check the wood condition.

Siniang screamed "Oh!", and although Sanlang didn't scream, he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Qin Yao was quick and grabbed one with each hand, so the brother and sister saved a whole load of clothes to wash.

There are a lot of housework at home, and Awang alone can't take care of it. Therefore, Qin Yao still has to do her own housework education for the four siblings.

However, sometimes when the children were lazy and went to find Awang or their father, she would turn a blind eye and not pursue the matter.

Anyway, as long as you don't ask her to do it, that's fine.

"What are you doing? It's raining so hard that you wear a hat, your trouser legs are all wet." Qin Yao asked doubtfully.

Sanlang and Siniang stuck out their tongues and said in unison that it was nothing. They wanted to slip away, but were called back by Qin Yao. Each of them was given an armful of firewood, "Go to the kitchen and prepare for dinner. Don't run around when it's dark."

The brother and sister agreed and came to the kitchen with firewood in their arms. Awang gave them a helpless look and motioned for them to put down the firewood. He beckoned them to the front and solemnly warned: "There won't be another time. Chicken lives matter.”

The two children lowered their heads in guilt, "I'm sorry" was quite sincere, but Saburo licked the corner of his mouth regretfully, "I'll have to eat one less chicken next year."

Siniang glared at her younger brother with hatred, and hurriedly assured Awang again: "We know we were wrong, and we won't be impatient next time."

Awang nodded and let it go.

He had soaked some radishes a few days ago, and now the sourness had soaked through. He used a bamboo colander to take out two large pieces from the jar, cut them into thin slices and placed them in a pottery dish. He cut a small piece of red pepper for garnish and handed them over. Give it to Sanlang and Si Niang and ask them to take it to the main room.

"Mom, dad, there are pickled radishes!"

The two little ones happily walked into the house carrying pickled radishes and closed the door with their feet to block the cold wind blowing outside.

It was very warm in the main room, and a basin of charcoal was burning brightly. Liu Ji pulled Da Lang Erlang aside and occupied a unique position. He stretched out his hands to warm himself up, and rubbed his face and ears with his warm hands. He thought that he should sleep in today. Not going anywhere under the covers.

Unfortunately, there are so many things lined up at home that I can't rest at all.

Seeing the Si Niang brothers and sisters gathering around the table and eating the sweet and sour pickled radish, the sour and mouth-watering aroma penetrated the tip of his nose, and Liu Ji couldn't help but swallow.

"Sanlang, give dad a taste!" Liu Ji sat on the same spot without moving his buttocks, just opened his mouth and waited for him to feed.

Sanlang was careless, so he responded and chose the most soaked piece for him, and Le Dian Dian trotted it to Liu Ji's mouth.

He tilted his head and asked, "Dad, are you sour?"

"Sour -" Liu Ji frowned, but after the sour taste subsided, the unique spiciness of radish and red pepper spread, and it was very refreshing!

To sum it up, it can be summed up in two words, "Sour and refreshing! Get another piece for dad."

Sanlang nodded obediently, then went to give his father a slice and tilted his head as usual and asked: "Dad, are you feeling good?"

Qin Yao pushed the door open with wound medicine and cotton cloth, and what she saw was Liu Ji, his biological father, sitting by the brazier, opening his mouth and waiting for Sanlang to feed him.

"Liu Ji, don't you have any hands?" Qin Yao asked in a bad temper while closing the door.

Liu Ji chuckled, waved his hand to give way to Sanlang who wanted to feed him, and stood up to greet him.

Passing by the table, the Dalang brother and sister were eating happily. In the blink of an eye, most of the remaining plate of pickled radish was snatched away by Liu Ji's big hand.

He forked a piece with a bamboo skewer and handed it to Qin Yao, "Madam, try it. It's sour, spicy and a little sweet. It's particularly delicious."

Liu Ji's eyes were shining and very earnest. Qin Yao couldn't help but comment: "Your eyes look like a dog's."

Liu Ji: "Huh?"

Forget it, Qin Yao shook her head and smiled, not bothering to explain to him any more. She took the bamboo stick from Liu Ji's hand and tasted it herself. It was really good. "Awang's craftsmanship is so good that he can sell it."

After forking two more slices, Qin Yao felt a sense of satisfaction brought by the delicious food in her heart, making her feel happy.

She put down the bamboo sticks and sat down by the brazier. She placed the medicine on the stool next to her. Dalang sat down on his own initiative and showed his injured hand.

Seeing that the plate was finally put down, Erlang took it away and continued to eat with the twins. Liu Ji wanted to come and eat together, but Erlang protected him and snorted at him, "If you want to eat, go and get it yourself. This is ours. We should follow the radish." Uncle Awang went to pull it out together!"

Grandma said, those who don’t work don’t get to eat!

Liu Ji raised his eyebrows and was speechless.

While changing Dalang's dressing, Qin Yao told Liu Ji: "This radish is really good for soaking. Take a bowl out and send it to Lianyuan as an appetizer for your master and brother."

The rain had just stopped, the road outside the house was muddy and slippery, and the sky was dark. In the past, Liu Ji would have had ten thousand reasons not to go.

Today, he didn't say a word nonsense. He responded well, naughtily took the piece of carrot that Erlang was about to put in his mouth, and went out with a bang.

"Ahhh!" Erlang went crazy and chased him out. His father successfully caught him and grabbed the boy's neck. "Let's go with dad to the Lotus Garden to deliver things!"

Erlang was no match for the strength of an adult male, so he was taken away by Liu Ji while cursing.

Liu Jicai wouldn't let him go. He would reply when Erlang scolded him. Sometimes he would hear a few fresh idioms come out of the child's mouth, and he would say, "Not bad, not bad. You all know how to curse without using curse words."

Erlang: "." Just say it's irritating or not!

Fortunately, the boy also realized that the scolding was meaningless. He shut up, folded his arms and followed Liu Ji. Silence is golden.

The father and son didn't even mention bringing a lantern when they went out. It was getting darker and darker, and Erlang walked slower and slower.

Liu Ji sighed "Alas", how could he, a dignified man, really argue with a brat?

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the back of Erlang's neck, "Follow closely, don't fall into the river."

Erlang snorted, Tian Hei was indeed scared, and unknowingly, his little hands grabbed his father's belt.

When they arrived at Lotus Courtyard, the father and son did not go in. Dinner was about to be served at home, and Liu Ji could not guarantee that he would stay an extra quarter of an hour to see if there would be any leftovers on the table.

After handing a large bowl of pickled radish to the guard, Liu Ji took Erlang and left.

Before I even got home, I could already smell the tempting aroma of food.

Looking up, there was a warm orange light in the dark night. The father and son looked at each other, smiled and rushed towards the warm light.