My Beloved Super Fierce Wife-Chapter 164 Somewhat weird and eerie (Extra - )

He Jun pressed his hand against his chest, suppressing the anxiety within.

"I think the pesticides Blue Mountain and the others are using are pretty good, why don’t we spray all the crops in the field? What do you all think?"

He wasn’t sure if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that the crops seemed more vigorous after being sprayed.

Lin Fu fell silent, pondering.

He dared not make this decision lightly.

If there were any problems, not delivering the public grain was a minor issue compared to the possibility that the villagers would have no grain for the latter half of the year.

Especially since this pesticide was related to Tangtang, Lin Fu was even more cautious.

Li Jiancai understood his concerns.

After thinking it over, he still persuaded, "I agree with what Junzi said; we’ve all seen the effects, so what’s there to hesitate about? Just go ahead and spray it."

He snickered mischievously, "Or does the Captain not have confidence in Comrade Lin Tang?"

Lin Fu knew full well that Li Jiancai was provoking him and responded by punching him in the arm.

"Don’t provoke me. Of course, I have confidence in my Tangtang, but this matter is of great importance. It’s always better to think it through thoroughly."

Liu Dazhu, following their conversation, only now began to grasp the significance.

"Lin Tang?"

So, this pesticide is related to her?

"...You’re saying that the pesticide in the field is connected to that girl Lin Tang?" His eyes darkened as he asked with a mix of doubt and belief.

Was the daughter of the Lin second family really that outstanding?

Li Jiancai’s eyes flickered, his tone containing a hint of sarcasm.

"Of course; I haven’t seen any young girl more impressive than Tangtang.

She knows and understands everything.

She is also modest and polite and now she even holds an official position.

Her prospects are brilliant."

Liu Dazhu: felt like he was being subtly derided and mocked.

Despite feeling uncomfortable inside, Liu Dazhu didn’t show it on his face, instead, he remarked sentimentally, "Tangtang is indeed outstanding, Guohui just wasn’t fortunate enough."

Thinking about the current state of the Lin second family and comparing it to the ridicule his own family faced in the brigade, the mix of emotions was indescribable.

Li Jiancai found the pretense of the man in front of him irritating, and his expression soured immediately.

He smiled with ambiguous intent.

And then he stopped engaging with him.

Instead, he turned around to discuss business matters with Lin Fu.

After consulting with several brigade leaders, they finally decided to spray this particular patch of land first, and then the rest two days later.

Time always seemed to fly by when they were busy working.

Soon enough, the whistle signaling the end of the workday sounded.

Following the whistle, some people began cleaning up to head home, while others continued to bustle about in the field.

The Lin family members were always diligent; when Tangtang wasn’t there, they would do a little extra work before heading home.

With her around, the Lin family became one of the first to finish work.

Everyone in the brigade knew this.

Seeing the hurried return of the second household of the Lin family, the villagers all laughed.

"Lin Er behaves as though he hasn’t seen his daughter for years. These past few days, he leaves earlier than anyone else."

"It’s not hard to understand—his daughter works in the county town and hardly ever gets a break to come home. Of course, he treasures the time, but it won’t last past a few days."

"Ha-ha-ha, this whole family is spoiling their girl to the skies."

...

Lin Lu and Li Xiuli had just entered the courtyard when Lin Tang came to greet them with a smile.

"Dad, Mom, you’re back."

Her smile was radiant and her glances were charming.

Li Xiuli was a bit curious.

"Tangtang, why are you so happy? Did something good happen?"

Even when they received the manuscript fee, her daughter wasn’t this delighted.

Lin Tang fetched a plump rabbit from somewhere, her eyes shining.

"Mom, let’s have rabbit for dinner tonight."

Thinking of the spicy rabbit meat, she admitted she was craving it.

Li Xiuli was taken aback at the sight of the gray rabbit in Lin Tang’s hands.

"...Where did this rabbit come from?"

Lin Tang appeared innocent, "I was walking around the foot of the mountain when this silly rabbit bumped into a tree, so I picked it up."

She looked delicate and tender.

Her eyes, clear and sparkling, resembled shining stars.

When she gazed at someone intently, she looked incredibly well-behaved.

Faced with her daughter’s beautiful face, Li Xiuli found herself at a loss for words.

"How do you want to eat it, braised in soy sauce or steamed?"

Lin Tang’s eyes curved as she smiled faintly, "I want spicy rabbit meat. Is that okay?"

"Okay, stir-fry all the meat you brought back, it’s getting hot, don’t let it spoil," Li Xiuli said offhandedly.

Once the meat is stir-fried, putting a bit in the cooking will add some meaty flavor.

"Mother can cook it however she likes."

There was a pause.

"...Mom, I want to eat the fried pork scraps you make."

Saying so, she blinked her eyes, putting on a serious face to act cute.

If her daughter wanted to eat some fried pork scraps, which wasn’t as difficult as asking for the stars in the sky, why would Li Xiuli refuse?

"I’ll make some for you."

Lin Qingshan had been called by the brigade people to look at the piglets, and the four little ones had followed to join in the fun.

Those who had come home included Ning Xinrou, Zhou Mei, Lin Qingshui, and Lin Qingmu.

Li Xiuli and Lin Tang weren’t whispering, so their conversation was overheard by them.

Lin Qingmu suddenly spoke up, "Mom, if you’re really making pork scraps, can you make some extra?"

The subtext was, he wanted some too.

Perhaps because pork scraps were a rare treat these days, Lin Qingmu’s craving for them was stronger than a rabbit’s.

Those oil-soaked scraps...

Just thinking about it made his saliva spurt out like water from a well.

Lin Tang saw her third brother was also drooling so she found an ally and shook Li Xiuli’s rough palm.

"Mom, make a little extra, okay?"

To tell the truth, she really was the pork magnate of the house.

It was just that she had to bring out the meat slowly.

"Okay, okay, okay, since I’m making it, I’ll make a bit more so everyone can taste it," Li Xiuli agreed.

Everyone cheered.

Lin Tang sweetly said, "Mom is the best~"

Li Xiuli was amused into a face full of wrinkles and patted her hand, heading to the kitchen.

Zhou Mei saw her mother-in-law going to the kitchen and quickly followed.

"Mom, I’ll help you," she said.

Ning Xinrou followed with a gentle smile.

The atmosphere in the family was getting better and better.

Lin Tang noticed that no one was paying attention to the rabbit in her hand, and she looked at the chubby rabbit with sympathy.

"Tsk, you won’t be popular anymore with the pork scraps around."

Lin Qingmu heard this and flicked her forehead.

"Don’t talk nonsense, it’s still alluring!"

He finished speaking.

Then he took the rabbit.

"You go play, I’ll start butchering," he said.

Lin Tang didn’t leave; she squatted on the ground, watching him do it.

"Third brother, can you skin it? Could you make a knee pad for dad with this rabbit skin?" she asked.

Lin Qingmu fell silent.

"...Yes."

He had seen Shuanzi do it, so it shouldn’t be too difficult, he thought.

However.

Under Tangtang’s burning expectant gaze, he just couldn’t bring himself to start.

Lin Qingshui laughed from the side.

Not quite up to the task, huh.

And there he was, trying to show off in front of his little sister. Humph, time to take matters into his own hands.

Lin Qingshui pushed Lin Qingmu aside and smoothly took the knife from his hand.

Sitting on a small chair.

With a deft slice of the knife.

His fingers moved skilfully, and in just a few cuts, a whole pelt peeled off.

Lin Tang’s eyes lit up with admiration in her tone.

"Second brother, you’re awesome, where did you learn to do this?" she asked.

Lin Qingshui was silent for a moment, his voice slightly hoarse.

"...I learned it from Uncle Jiangang."

Uncle Jiangang?

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