The System Shuttle is Full of Blessed Wives

Qin Lao Er asked, "Mother, what's the cleaning in our room? Do the Zhao family still want to visit our room?"

Huang Qiuhua glared at him immediately, Qin Lao Er immediately shrank his neck, and replied cowardly, "Got it!"

Well, his old lady can't be bothered!

Now his mother only has the existence of Zhao's son-in-law in her heart. In order to satisfy the Zhao family and not be looked down upon by the Zhao family, now it is imperative to achieve perfection in all aspects.

"An Le, your task today is to replace every curtain cloth for me."

Saying that, Huang Qiuhua took out several pieces of coarse cloth of different colors and handed them to Qin Anle. These cloths were all she had saved over the past few months.

"Got it, mother!" Qin Anle replied softly.

Huang Qiuhua then instructed, "The boss and the second daughter-in-law, each of you will make some rice sauce and lo-mei today, and the lo-mei will be used to entertain guests tomorrow, and the rice sauce will be reserved as a return gift."

"Okay, mother!"

Liu Xiaocui and Chen Chuncao accepted the task honestly. At this moment, who would dare to have any opinion?

"As for Xiaoyi, you can go for a walk at the foot of the mountain later, take a walk, remember, don't go up the mountain, just walk at the foot of the mountain." Huang Qiuhua said without forgetting.

"Okay, remember!"

Seeing her mother-in-law winking at him desperately, Mu Yiren laughed secretly, which was obvious.

Everyone had no opinion on Muyi's arrangement. Although Huang Qiuhua didn't say it clearly, everyone understood what it meant.

Let Muyi go to the foot of the mountain for a stroll, isn't it because the third daughter-in-law's good luck will let her go to the foot of the mountain to collect some game or something.

Only Muyi people in the family have this good luck and fortune!

Then, Huang Qiuhua continued to arrange, "Old man, you are responsible for taking care of our yard, especially in front of the yard."

"Okay, don't worry, I will repair the road in front of the courtyard." Qin Dafu contracted the work consciously.

Goudan saw that everyone in the family had something to do, but grandma didn't call his name, so he raised his voice and asked.

"Grandma, what is that dog doing?"

Hearing this, Huang Qiuhua asked amusingly, "Dougan also wants to help?"

"Well, yes, everyone has something to do, and Goudan also needs to help." Goudan replied very seriously.

Huang Qiuhua smiled and patted Goudan's head, "Okay, take your brother to take care of the chicken pen."

"Okay!" Goudan replied happily, he also had a task to do.

"I'm in charge of cleaning the house and preparing the ingredients for tomorrow's lunch."

In the end, Huang Qiuhua did not forget to arrange what she had to do.

So, everyone was busy in one morning, everyone was busy at home, and the Muyi people strolled around the foot of the mountain leisurely.

Now at the end of July, Mu Yiren has been pregnant for more than five months, and her pregnant belly is clearly showing. In order to make her body more comfortable, she asked her family to sew several Korean-style skirts.

The length of the skirt and the position of the ankle, the waist is very loose, and the sleeves are three-quarters. While pursuing beauty, it also tries to conform to the aesthetics of this era.

In the countryside, no matter the age of women, almost all women do not wear skirts, because it is inconvenient to work, and even in the eyes of some older generations, wearing skirts to expose ankles and arms is immoral.

But the weather is too hot, Muyi people are really not used to long trousers and long clothes, wrapping themselves tightly, especially after the pregnant belly protrudes, wearing too restrictive, it is even more uncomfortable.

But for the comfort of his senses and the relaxation of his body, the Muyi people can't care so much. .

Anyway, she usually stays at home and rarely goes to the center of the village. Even if she comes to visit her house, she is a acquaintance, but she has no contact with any villagers.