The emotions in Qi's eyes were a bit complicated, but they passed by in a flash, and Wu didn't even notice.
Thinking of her mother-in-law, Mrs. Lin's recent attitude towards her, Mrs. Qi felt unspeakable.
In today's Lin family, in terms of blood relationship, Lin is a complete outsider.
Old Mrs. Lin is the grandmother of Lin Siyu sisters and two concubines, while Lin Siyu sisters and two concubines are siblings. Only the Qi family has no blood relationship with them.
Old Mrs. Lin was afraid that her daughter-in-law would leave the family behind, while Lin Siyu and the others were afraid that the Qi family would leave them alone, and now the whole family was supporting the Qi family.
Mrs. Qi sighed countless times at night, this is human nature. Her mother-in-law had never set rules for her in the past, and there were times when the concubine and concubine were angry with her. Unexpectedly, they were able to deal with it now that they were in trouble.
"I heard from Sister Qian that these peppers need careful care if they want a good harvest. Sister-in-law Qi, do you know?" Seeing that Qi was distracted, Mrs. Wu quickly changed the subject.
Mrs. Qi nodded repeatedly, "Miss Sixth mentioned before that we will ask Brother Jiang for advice later. There should be no problem."
"That's good." Wu smiled.
Ms. Qi stood up to say goodbye. When she walked to the door, she remembered something again. She turned around and said to Ms. Wu, "Sisters, please don't cook lunch for our family from now on. From now on, Siyu and her sisters will be responsible for cooking."
In the past few days, the Shen family had prepared lunch for them, and Qi was really embarrassed.
"That's fine, let the sisters exercise more. Our sister Ning, who knew how to cook in the past, is now as good at cooking as any chef in a restaurant." Mrs. Wu nodded with a smile.
She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the Lin family would not talk about this in a short time. Seeing that this family was not as wrong as Sister Qian said.
Shen Qingqian had told Wu and others about the possible problems with the Lin family two days ago. Their help to the Lin family now was purely to repay the Lin family's kindness to Xiao and Shen Yao.
Now that the Lin family has completely settled down, and the Shen family has done their best, today the Qi family personally asked them to stop cooking, so the favor that the Shen family owes to the Lin family will almost be repaid.
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Half a month later, in the morning, as soon as the sun rose, Huanxi Courtyard was bustling with activity.
"Hurry up. If you go late, you won't be able to see it!"
"Oh, don't worry, it's only a few steps away, we can catch up..."
Today is the day when the first caravan formed in northern Hubei sets off to the outside of the customs. The caravan will pass by a fork in the Linshuigou road, and everyone in Huanxiyuan wants to watch the excitement.
Because the caravan contains things from their fields, although the quantity is not large.
Shen Qingqian actually didn't want to see it that much, but she couldn't help it. Shen Qingning ran to her room early in the morning and chatted for a long time.
"Sixth sister, just go ahead. I just want to see if they used the ice-making trick you did at our house two days ago. How did they pretend?"
Speaking of this, Shen Qingqian thought of the time when she used saltpeter to make ice, which shocked everyone in the yard. Later, even Liang Cheng sent someone over to ask her to demonstrate it in the army.
Shengze's statement is, "What you saw was just making ice, but what Uncle Liang saw was how to use this thing to kill the enemy."
Shen Qingqian was dumbfounded when he heard this. He really did what he did and loved what he did. Liang Cheng's mind was spinning very fast.
Saltpeter absorbs a lot of heat when dissolved in water, and releases a lot of heat when it is boiled dry. This heat is concentrated in a short period of time. In some situations, it can indeed achieve a surprise victory.
"Sixth sister, hurry up, hurry up, my mother is going, why don't you come with me to see..."
"I'm really tired today. How about I owe three more chapters? I'm going to burst into tears. If I owe three more chapters, it will be 16 chapters! Or should I write more? (The author has fainted from crying)"
