Nan Quanyou looked at Nan Feng in confusion, "Didn't you say you were leaving the vegetable field to me?"
Nan Feng nonchalantly replied, "Didn't you forbid me from going to the mountains to gather herbs? If I have nothing else to do, of course, I have to find work in the vegetable field. Otherwise, I'll get ill from idleness."
She rinsed her mouth, washed her face, picked up the water bucket, and stepped out.
Nan Quanyou was still puzzled. Chores for the house were not just limited to the vegetable field. Didn't the potatoes planted in the courtyard need to be watered too?
But soon he realized. Nan Feng was in a good mood when they changed beds yesterday, but ever since she found out that the cabbage was given by Ye, she had been upset. It must be due to the cabbage.
He shook his head, then took another water bucket. After all, the potatoes in the courtyard needed watering too.
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