After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

After the tree is felled, two sections of long green bamboo need to be placed horizontally under the two ends of the pine wood, and the green bamboo and pine wood need to be tied together firmly with hemp rope.

Then two people in front and two people behind lifted the pine wood and put the green bamboo on their shoulders and carried it down the mountain together.

Four people carrying a big tree together have to pay attention to balance at all times, so it takes longer to go down the mountain than to go up the mountain alone.

Song Huiling walked down the mountain leisurely for a while before He Zhan and his group finally arrived carrying the big tree.

He Zhan was at the front carrying the tree. When he and Song Huiling were in line, he called out to her, "If you can't walk anymore, wait here. I'll go home and put the tree down and pick you up later."

Song Huiling puffed up her cheeks and glared at him: "Who wants you to care?"

As he said this, he clutched his straps tightly and trotted past them.

If He Zhan doesn’t like her, he shouldn’t be so nice to her!

Whenever Song Huiling thought about what he said, that no matter who became his wife, he would treat her like this, she felt a dull pain in her heart.

She doesn't care about this kind of love that comes from her status. He Zhan can be good to whoever he wants. Anyway, she doesn't need it. It's not like she can't live without a man!

Looking at Song Huiling's desperately escaping figure, He Zhan frowned, puzzled.

She has bitten enough, why is she still angry with him? Is Xie Yunsui really worthy of her concern?

Zheng Quanshui said from behind: "Brother He, it's not a big problem. Women are easily influenced by others. Just say some soft words to comfort them at night."

"Thanks, Third Brother Zheng." He Zhan responded, but in his heart he felt that Song Huiling was not the kind of woman who could be coaxed into losing her way by a few soft words.

In order to avoid being caught up, Song Huiling ran and rested along the way, and arrived home before He Zhan.

Pushing open the gate, she placed the backpack under the wall, walked to the stone table, and sat down like a soft mud.

Yang was sweeping the floor. Seeing Song Huiling panting, she quickly poured her a bowl of water and said, "Huiling, what happened? Why didn't A-Zhan and the others come back with you?"

Song Huiling picked up the bowl and gulped it down in one breath. After he finished, his breathing became unstable. He pounded his chest with a fist and coughed softly, "I was eaten by a wild wolf!"

"Ah?!" Yang opened her mouth wide, her jaw hanging open in shock.

Song Huiling was surprised to find that Yang's body had tilted, and hurriedly said, "Mom, I lied to you, they are coming right behind us."

Yang calmed down after hearing this, and approached Song Huiling and asked, "Huiling, did you have a fight with A-Zhan?"

"Why would I have a quarrel with him? My husband treats me so well, I can't wait to be happy!" Song Huiling had a smile on her face, but her gnashing of teeth clearly showed that she was angry.

Yang didn't hear the hidden meaning in the words and patted her chest: "That's good, that's good. Mother was just worried that something might have gone wrong between you two young couples."

Song Huiling didn't want to continue the conversation, so she quickly changed the subject: "Mom, I've picked the Fenghan grass. I'll go make it for you first."

Yang waved her hand and said, "Hui Ling, no need, I can handle such trivial matters."

Song Huiling saw that Yang had a scarf wrapped around her head and a cloth strip wrapped around her forehead. It seemed that the cold was quite serious and she was so afraid of the cold.

She fixed her eyes on the cloth strip on Yang's forehead and said, "It's okay. I have to wash the wild vegetables anyway, and then I'll put them in the pot to cook. Don't worry about it. Just take a rest when you need to. He Zhan will take care of the cleaning later."

Song Huiling calmed down, got up from the stone bench, walked to the courtyard wall, picked up a basket of wild vegetables and went into the kitchen, ready to sort and wash them.

Yang was used to being diligent. As long as her body was not so weak that she could not move at all, she would not sit idle. After Song Huiling entered the kitchen, she continued to sweep.

Song Huiling squatted on the ground sorting wild vegetables. She saw Yang was still busy from the kitchen doorway. She stretched her head and shouted outside the doorway: "Mom, just do it. If you love to suffer, you will never be able to endure the suffering!"

Yang paused holding the broom, then suddenly turned her head to look towards the kitchen, a smile slowly forming on her face: "Hui Ling, life is bound to be hard, mother is used to it."

ah~

Song Huiling slowly shook his head and sighed, too lazy to say anything more. As long as Yang could handle it herself, it would be fine.

Yang is the kind of dedicated and hardworking parent. If you deprive her of even the joy of working, her life will lose its meaning.

Song Huiling picked out the wind-cold grass, wild water chestnuts and Chinese toon buds, and put the rest of the wild vegetables, except for the Artemisia selengensis, aside for the time being to use them for hot pot in the evening.

As for Artemisia selengensis, Qingming Festival is coming soon, and it is a perfect choice for making green rice dumplings.

Song Huiling had just washed the wild vegetables and put the wind-cold grass into the pot to boil water when voices were heard in the yard.

"Quanchuan, Quanshui, thank you so much for troubling you two brothers." Yang invited people into the yard.

Zheng Quanchuan and Zheng Quanshui followed into the yard and said to Yang while unloading the tree: "Aunt, you are so polite. It's just a small favor. It's not a big deal."

Although he didn't want to meet He Zhan for the time being, the two Zheng brothers were helping him out, so he still had to show the minimum courtesy.

Song Huiling stood up, casually wiped her hands on her apron, poured two bowls of water, and walked out of the kitchen to help Yang greet people.

"Second Brother Zheng, Third Brother Zheng, you've worked hard. Drink a bowl of water to quench your thirst and take a rest in the yard. Wait until I've finished cooking before you go back."

Zheng Quanchuan and Zheng Quanshui took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking, Zheng Quanshui waved his hand to Song Huiling: "Sister-in-law, there's no need to eat. My wife is waiting for me."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed Zheng Quanchuan and ran away, as if there were some wolves, tigers or leopards chasing them and they had to escape for their lives.

"Brothers, why are you running so fast? We are not cannibals!" While Song Huiling was speaking, the two brothers had already slipped out of the yard and disappeared.

When she turned around again, she saw He Zhan and immediately turned her face away in annoyance.

He Zhan felt his fingers aching again. He walked up to Song Huiling and said, "I'm going to Zheng's house. They're short of a plane. I have to borrow one from Uncle Zheng."

Song Huiling didn't want to talk to He Zhan at first, but after thinking about it, she called out to him, "Then wait for me."

He Zhan was waiting there when he saw Song Huiling walk into the kitchen. Soon, she brought out two large bowls full of food.

Song Huiling walked up to He Zhan and handed him the things in his hand: "This is the dried bean dregs and soft whistle I made. You can take them to Zheng's house. When we are free one day, we can bring some other good things to visit Uncle Zheng."

He Zhan's gaze slowly fixed on Song Huiling's face.

Facing He Zhan's scrutinizing and inquiring gaze, Song Huiling felt a little uncomfortable and avoided his gaze, saying, "Uncle Zheng is your master after all. It would be unreasonable for him not to visit him in person after something like this happened to him."

He Zhan chuckled upon hearing this and took the item from Song Huiling: "My lady is really thoughtful."

Song Huiling used the word "we", which shows that she still cares about him and is willing to work together for him.