Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Chapter 378 It doesn’t matter who eats the meal

Ma Caifeng glared at him and without a word, she threw the backpack heavily into Fusu's arms. Her action was rude and arrogant, and she kept shouting, "Take it!"

Then, she stuffed the hoe into Zhuiying's hand and said impatiently, "And this, take it!"

Then, with his hands on his hips and his head held high, he said with disdain, "You two are already working as farmhands, what do you still need face for? Can face be eaten? Humph, just get to work honestly and stop wasting time!"

Zhuiying secretly groaned inwardly, quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to Ma Caifeng with a smile: "Miss, please don't call me like that. I'm afraid it doesn't sound nice and will hurt Asu's face."

When Zhuiying heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously looked at his master Fusu. Fusu's face instantly darkened, and a hint of displeasure was revealed in his eyes.

Ma Caifeng folded her arms across her chest, raised her chin, and said arrogantly, "Since you all call me Miss, how can a servant disobey what the Miss says? In our house, you must abide by our rules. Whatever I tell you to do, you must do it obediently without the slightest disobedience. Do you understand?"

Zhuiying nodded and bowed hurriedly, a flattering smile on his face, and said repeatedly: "I understand, Miss, you are right, we will definitely follow your instructions."

Ma Caifeng snorted and said, "If you understand, follow me." After that, she twisted her waist and walked outside arrogantly.

The vast fields of sweet potatoes in the Ma family's fields were all planted with great effort by Wang Fuping and his youngest son Ma Xiaolong.

From sowing, fertilizing to weeding, Wang Fuping and Ma Xiaolong did every step themselves. From beginning to end, Ma Ergun and Ma Caifeng stayed at home enjoying their leisure time and never came to the fields to help.

Ma Caifeng brought Fusu and Zhuiying to the fields. The villagers were a little surprised to see Ma Caifeng coming to the fields.

An elderly man stopped his hoe, straightened up, and said with a smile, "Caifeng, are you here to harvest sweet potatoes?"

An auntie next to her also chimed in: "That's right, that's right, girls should be more diligent and can't just sit around at home doing nothing all the time!"

"What are you two thinking about!" Ma Caifeng turned around and said to Fusu and Zhuiying behind her with some impatience, "See? This is a large field of sweet potatoes grown by my family. Just follow their example and dig out the sweet potatoes from the soil. But be careful, don't damage them. If you do, you'll be in trouble!"

Ma Caifeng put her hands on her hips, raised her eyebrows, and glared at them fiercely.

Zhuiying carefully fiddled with the sweet potato vines in the field, then approached Fusu and said in a low voice, "Master, please sit here and rest. I can handle the rough work."

Fusu nodded slightly and calmly, then slowly sat down on the sweet potato vine.

Before he could even land on his buttocks, he was suddenly kicked from behind. Fusu reacted very quickly, slightly turning his body and dodged it easily.

Then Ma Caifeng's cursing voice was heard: "Not only are you lazy, but you even dare to hide! I tell you, if you come to my house to work as a long-term worker, you must work honestly for me!" Her voice was sharp and piercing, full of anger.

Fusu slowly stood up, looking calm, and said unhurriedly: "Anyway, as long as someone does the work in the fields, it doesn't matter who does it." His tone was cold, and he didn't take Ma Caifeng's anger seriously at all.

Upon hearing this, Ma Caifeng stamped her feet in anger, put her hands on her hips, and glared, "As long as someone eats dinner tonight, it doesn't matter who eats it! If you don't work hard, don't even think about eating tonight!"

The villagers working in the fields heard the quarrel and stopped what they were doing, bursting into laughter. The laughter echoed across the empty fields, making Ma Caifeng, who was already angry, even more ashamed and angry.

Ma Caifeng turned her head and shouted at the villagers: "What are you laughing at? Have you never seen a master scolding a servant?" Her face flushed red and her eyes seemed to be able to spit fire.

At this time, a brave villager said with a smile: "I don't think these two brothers look like slaves."

When Fusu and Zhuiying heard this, their hearts skipped a beat and they bent their bodies slightly, trying to make themselves appear more humble.

They have both tried their best to dress shabbily, but is it still not enough to hide their noble aura?

"No, no, no, I think these two brothers are more like the son-in-law that Ma Ergun found for Caifeng." The villager continued to tease while laughing.

When Ma Caifeng heard this, her face flushed red, she stamped her feet coquettishly, and said in a shy and annoyed manner, "Oh, don't talk nonsense!"

Then she stole a glance at the two dirty boys, feeling disgusted. She curled her lips and said, "They look just like beggars. I, Ma Caifeng, don't want to marry a beggar!"

After saying that, she turned her head away and stopped looking at Fusu and Zhuiying, but her slightly red ears revealed her panic at the moment.

Zhuiying bent down, holding the hoe tightly in his hand, and demonstrated the movements skillfully while saying, "Ah Su, look, dig in like this, and then gently pull it out." He dug in hard with the hoe, then dug carefully, and said happily, "Look, this sweet potato is really big!"

Fusu stood aside, watching Zhuiying's movements carefully, then imitated Zhuiying, swung the hoe high, and slammed it hard into the pit.

Suddenly, he felt that he had dug up something. His heart tightened and he subconsciously swung the hoe harder, pulled it hard, and dragged it out.

There was a sound of "crack", and the sweet potato vine broke off and hung down, and the sweet potato was welded firmly to the hoe. At the same time, the broken vine fell squarely on Ma Caifeng's head.

"Ah! What are you doing!" Ma Caifeng screamed, and in extreme anger she pulled off the sweet potato vines on her head. Her eyes widened, her face flushed, and she wanted to rush forward to hit Fusu with great momentum.

Unexpectedly, the ground under her feet became bumpy due to the recent excavation. As soon as she took a step, her foot tilted and her whole body fell forward.

At this critical moment, Zhuiying on the side subconsciously stretched out his hands, and Ma Caifeng fell into Zhuiying's arms.

Zhuiying stood there like a wooden figure, his hands raised, bewildered. His face flushed instantly, his eyes widened, and he seemed frozen in time, not knowing how to react.

Ma Caifeng put her hands on Zhuiying's arms and squeezed them gently, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Wow, what strong arms, he must have good physical strength.

Then, she put on a sly smile and said in a fake tone, "Oh, I sprained my ankle. It hurts!"

Her brows were furrowed, but there was a barely perceptible smugness in her eyes, and her coquettish voice was a bit artificial.