The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 699 Countryside Scenery_1

The thing Han Mei was concerned about didn’t happen.

After two hours of commotion in the bathroom, no one inappropriately disturbed them.

After washing up carefully, the three of them walked out of the bathroom together.

The small space not only gave a greater sense of security but also seemed to amplify the emotions in that regard.

In this battle, be it Li Qing, Han Mei, or Tian Yue’e, they were all exceptionally hearty.

Even after washing up, the intense blush on their faces still lingered, making them look especially charming.

"Following you two in your mischief, I even forgot my important business, I still have meat stewing in the pot," Han Mei exclaimed, suddenly rushing into the kitchen in a frenzy.

"That pot of meat isn’t as delicious as Qingzi here, look at you," Tian Yue’e teased with a playful laugh.

"Fine then, later you can refrain from eating it and satisfy your cravings with Qingzi’s ’meat,’" Han Mei’s voice, accompanied by the sound of the pot lid being lifted, came out from the kitchen.

"I could actually go for that," Tian Yue’e chuckled, giving Li Qing a suggestive wink.

Li Qing was already very used to their playful bickering.

If there were a day when the house lacked their back-and-forth banter, he would actually feel uncomfortable.

Stepping into the kitchen, a rich fragrance of meat wafted from the steaming iron pot.

"Sister-in-law, it looks like a great meal today!" Li Qing chuckled.

"Stewed chicken with mushrooms, today’s quite the lucky day, I didn’t expect that you’d come back," Han Mei’s plump figure busied between the stoves, while she said, "This rooster recently, acting like you, bullied the other chickens so much they were constantly injured, this morning Yue’er and I took care of it."

Li Qing chuckled, "Sister-in-law, why compare it to me?"

"Bullying the hens all day, fighting with the other roosters, it’s harassed all the hens in the pen, how is it not like you?" Han Mei replied.

Li Qing was left speechless, "Sister-in-law, with such a comparison, I suddenly feel that the chicken is not as delicious."

Han Mei laughed out loud, "What? Do you think my comparison was too vivid?"

Li Qing nodded silently, "Kind of."

"But this chicken has very good meat quality, very firm. Here, try a piece, this bit from the leg is the tastiest," Han Mei offered a piece of meat to Li Qing.

Li Qing looked at the chicken in his hand with a melancholic gaze, suddenly feeling as if he were looking at a struggling comrade.

He took a bite...

Delicious!

Stewed mushrooms with this kind of home-raised rooster, the taste is truly incomparable to what one buys outside.

Once you’ve had this kind of chicken meat, eating anything from outside will make you feel like you’ve fallen from heaven to earth in an instant.

The difference is just too big.

It’s just that because of Han Mei’s comparison, the meat had somewhat diminished in quality for Li Qing.

"Sister-in-law, according to what you said, my ’meat’ should also be pretty firm," Li Qing remarked softly.

With a spatula in hand, Han Mei turned around with a smile and glanced at Li Qing’s waist, "It is quite firm, hard as a pestle, how could it not be firm!"

Li Qing looked at Han Mei with a stunned expression, "Sister-in-law, it’s truly surprising to hear such words coming from your mouth."

Never had he expected his sister-in-law to make such jokes.

"What can I do about it? To be influenced by who one frequently associates with, either you influence me, or I watch you influence others, I simply can’t stay proper anymore!" Han Mei pouted, chuckled softly, put down the spatula, and covered the pot, "It’ll be ready after simmering a little longer."

"Sister-in-law, you’re really great like this," Li Qing said sincerely.

Finally, the sister-in-law could let loose, which was a cause for great celebration.

"Quit your jabbering, come on, help me gather the vegetables in the garden," Han Mei said.

"Slacker, let’s go, time to harvest the veggies."

Leaving the kitchen, Han Mei called out, summoning Tian Yue’e who had gone off to who knows where.

"Got it, got it," came Tian Yue’e’s voice from the main room.

She had changed into a pair of clothes, simple jeans paired with a light open-neck sweater.

Her voluptuous figure slightly distorted the shape of the jeans.

In Li Qing’s eyes, she typified the very pinnacle of being pleasantly plump.

At least among the women Li Qing knew, none could match Tian Yue’e in the plumpness stakes.

Shangguan Yu, her best friend, might compete with Tian Yue’e, but she was a bit short.

Tian Yue’e’s figure was just right: a bit more and she would seem overweight, a bit less and she would look too thin.

Coupled with her tall stature, which accentuated the proportions of her legs, she was irresistible in an instant.

If she were about the same height as Shangguan Yu, she would definitely appear overweight and lose the charm of her plumpness.

"Got ideas again?" asked Tian Yue’e with a corner of her mouth curved into a faint smile as she hooked her arm around Li Qing’s shoulder.

Li Qing shook his head, "Not right now, just thinking your figure is truly out of this world."

"Is it really okay for you to compliment me like this in front of your sister-in-law?" Tian Yue’e said with a laugh.

"You and my sister-in-law each have a different kind of beauty; my sister-in-law has the perfect proportions all around, while you are the epitome of plump. In my eyes, you are both perfect," Li Qing said.

"You really know how to flatter someone; it shows you’ve seen the world," Tian Yue’e teased with a smile.

From ahead, Han Mei called out, "You two can stop assessing each other; get to work quickly."

Li Qing and Tian Yue’e exchanged a glance and, smiling, walked into the vegetable garden.

The weather had cooled down, and the vegetables all needed to be uprooted.

Those that needed to be stored went into the cellar, and those that should be pickled had to be pickled.

Every year at this time, it was almost another important moment for the village.

Almost every family was busy with the work of vegetables, storing them for the winter and pickling a variety of them.

Li Qing didn’t dislike this season, in fact, if it was just about the season itself, he was quite fond of it.

The hustle and bustle of the year seemed to finally come to a satisfying conclusion at this time.

It was like the end of a cycle after having tasted everything.

However, the one thing that annoyed him most about this season was not being able to see all the bare white legs on the streets.

If you couldn’t see them in the city, let alone in the village.

Even someone as bold as Tian Yue’e had dressed properly in long pants, others probably had already donned fleece-lined pants.

Basket after basket of vegetables were stacked up by the garden, giving a sudden sense of a bumper harvest.

Li Qing casually pulled up a carrot, wiped the dirt off it, and crunched into it with two bites.

City folks looked down on villagers, yet coveted the village’s crops.

They didn’t care for greenhouse produce, greatly favoring these open-air, naturally grown vegetables.

Speaking of this, there was a funny incident: Tian Yue’e, a bona fide vegetable farmer, had always sold crops separately, clearly distinguishing between those from the greenhouse and those grown in the open air.

As a result, almost every time, the open-air produce sold out while the greenhouse goods were left over.