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Chapter 411 The tough peasant woman × the ultimate lazy man (13)

In the kitchen, Wang Xiuer was chopping vegetables. She raised her head and glanced at Yu Yan in the yard, her eyes full of envy.

Wang Xiuer felt envious and admired Yu Yan for earning money to support herself.

The third brother and sister are so good! I actually go to work and earn my own money.

The salary is higher than that of the third brother, which is really enviable.

Song Zhenyong, who was lighting the fire, noticed Wang Xiuer's eyes, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

He knew that his wife had been working hard and had sacrificed a lot for this family.

He also wanted her to live a good life, but his abilities were limited and he had been unable to accomplish anything.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Xiu'er, don't worry, I will definitely work hard in the future to let you live a good life."

Wang Xiuer smiled and said, "The current life is already excellent for me."

Everyone here is equal and is the master of their own affairs.

Unlike in his previous life, those powerful people would die if they were not careful.

Moreover, men here do not have three wives or four concubines, let alone cheating on them casually.

I heard that if you are convicted of hooliganism here, you will be shot.

Although Wang Xiuer didn't know what the punishment was, she guessed that it would be similar to beheading.

For Wang Xiuer, everything in China has become a good life that could not have been imagined in her dreams.

And she is also self-aware. The third younger sister is a talented woman, as good as any man, and she deserves to have a job.

Unlike her, who knows nothing.

She was a maid in her previous life and didn't learn anything useful.

Moreover, he cannot tell Song Zhenyong about his past life.

So, she looked back at Song Zhenyong, her eyes full of love and tenderness, and said: "Although our life is simple now, we have each other and this family. We don't need too much money, as long as we can live safely and happily It would be nice to live together.”

Song Zhenyong felt a little moved after hearing this.

He looked at Wang Xiuer and felt that he was very lucky to be able to marry such a gentle and kind wife.

He said with a moved face: "Xiu'er, you are right. Although our life is simple now, we have each other and this family. I will work hard to let you live a good life."

Wang Xiuer said: "I don't need you to give me too many things, as long as you can always love me and stay with me."

She walked up to Song Zhenyong, gently reached out and held his big hand, and said, "Don't work too hard, be content with what you have, as long as we are together as a family."

Song Zhenyong nodded and replied: "Yes, I understand."

In the kitchen, the relationship between the couple gradually warmed up, and just looking at each other was particularly warm.

Outside the kitchen, Yu Yan originally planned to go into the kitchen to get something, but after hearing what Wang Xiuer said, she left quietly.

Tuanzi sighed in the system space: "The heroine of this mission world is pretty good, she is very virtuous."

She came here through time and was filial to her parents-in-law, taking care of her husband and children. Even to the family of three, Song Zhenzhao, Yu Yan, and Song Yu, she acted like a eldest sister-in-law, taking good care of them, and she looked like a good wife and loving mother.

This is indeed a woman who traveled through time in ancient times! It is virtuous.

After hearing what he said, Yu Yan glanced at him lightly and said, "I don't like to use the word virtuous when applied to women."

Why do women have to be virtuous?

Wanton, flamboyant, casual... these words can also be used for women.

Women shouldn't be fixed, as long as they like it, whatever they look like is good.

After hearing what Yu Yan said, Tuanzi decisively shut up.

Damn it, he felt like he had said the wrong thing.

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When the people from the agricultural machinery factory came again, Yu Yan had already agreed to take a temporary job.

To her, this is just a simple thing.

Not to mention the advanced technologies she learned in the interstellar plane, just take her original world as an example. The technology was decades more advanced than the current Chinese country.

Not long after she took up the job, a batch of harvesters in the factory had problems, so she called Yu Yan and asked Yu Yan to take a look.

After Yu Yan went there, the problem was quickly solved.

She also gave a class to the technical staff in the factory and shared more advanced knowledge with them.

Of course, Yu Yan did not mention those that were too advanced and completely unreachable at the current level.

As a result, the leaders of the factory were filled with gratitude to Yu Yan. They wanted to give Yu Yan some compensation, but Yu Yan refused.

From then on, the leaders of the agricultural machinery factory paid more attention to her.

Because Yu Yan is a temporary technical expert in the factory, they will call her to ask questions if they have any questions. Yu Yan does not refuse and tries her best to help them.

Half a month later, the threshing machine produced in the factory had another problem, so Yu Yan was asked to come over again.

The day before leaving for the provincial capital, Song Yu pestered Yu Yan and wanted to go with her.

Not only her, but Song Zhenzhao also offered to go together.

The three-headed child hugged Yu Yan's legs, looked at her with his bright and clear eyes, and said in a sweet voice: "Mom, I don't want to be separated from you, please take me with you?"

Yu Yan looked at the cute face in front of her and felt a little helpless.

Yu Yan squatted down, touched Song Yu's head, and said softly: "Yuyu, mom knows that you really want to go with mom, but you can't do it this time. This time mom is going to work, not to play. You How about waiting at home for mom to come back and then take you to play?"

"But I will miss my mother very much."

Song Yu said, hugging Yu Yan's legs tighter and tighter, with a pitiful look on her face, as if she was about to cry at any time.