General, Madam Called You To Farm - Chapter 470

General, Madam Called You To Farm
Chapter 470 – Exposing the fake (1)  

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“I’ll wait for you.” 

Su Mo said while sitting down on a small stool.

Su Xiaoxiao said, “No need. It won’t taste good once it’s cold.”

“All of these…you did it personally? That’s too much. Tomorrow, I’ll send two maids over. How could you be taking care of an entire household by yourself?”  

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps sounded from the courtyard.

It was Wei Ting who had returned.

He was carrying a bundle of firewood on his shoulder.

On his way back, he had run into Zhong Shan, and his carriage had broken down. 

Seeing the elderly man was struggling with the firewood alone. Wei Ting didn’t hesitate to carry it for him. 

Wei Ting didn’t know Su Mo was there. He only noticed him after entering the room.

Su Mo was equally surprised too. He looked at Wei Ting, or rather, he stared at the bundle of firewood on Wei Ting’s shoulder. He was seriously doubting if he was seeing things. 

Soldiers were no strangers to hardship, but the kind of hardship on the battlefield was different from the hardship of daily life.

Wei Ting hadn’t started at the bottom as a lowly laborer. He was born into the Wei family, with the status of the legitimate eldest grandson. When he entered the army, he was directly a formal soldier. 

Tasks like chopping wood or fetching water, those were probably things the young master of the Wei family had never done in his entire life.

“You’re back.” Su Xiaoxiao greeted Wei Ting.

“Mm.” Wei Ting shifted his gaze away from Su Mo, naturally set down the bundle of firewood, and swiftly grabbed a small stool to sit by the stove.

Su Mo was wondering what he was up to, only to see Wei Ting naturally pick up a thick piece of burlap cloth and place it over his right thigh. 

His jade-like fingers picked up a few slender pieces of firewood and snapped them against his leg with a crisp crack. 

He tossed the split woods into the stove and adjusted them with the fire tongs.

If Su Mo hadn’t witnessed it himself, he would have never believed that the dignified young master of the Wei family actually knew how to tend a fire, and could do it so… skillfully.

If you didn’t know better, you’d think this guy had abandoned the battlefield for the kitchen and become a cook.

Su Xiaoxiao placed the lid on the pot, took off the apron she had made herself, and said to Wei Ting, “I think the kids seem to be awake. I’ll go check on them. There’s porridge simmering in the pot.” 

After she left, Wei Ting really did sit there watching the fire attentively.

Su Mo hadn’t interacted much with Wei Ting before. Even when they ran into each other, it was always lukewarm at best, with barely any conversation.

In fact, by age, Su Mo was twenty-two, just one year older than Wei Ting.

“Um… let me give it a try.” Su Mo said to Wei Ting.

Wei Ting casually scooted his little stool aside, making space. Su Mo brought over another small stool and sat down.

Wei Ting handed him the fire tongs and some firewood, and even gave him the thick burlap cloth from his lap.

Su Mo imitated Wei Ting’s method, breaking the firewood and feeding it into the stove, then adjusting the flames with the tongs.

But before long… the porridge in the pot stopped bubbling.

Su Mo looked confused, “What’s going on? The fire seems plenty strong…”

Wei Ting casually picked up the fire tongs and spread out the stacked firewood evenly, “People need sincerity, and fires need hollowness.”

“You even know this?”

Su Mo was utterly astonished.

Then, a thought occurred to him, and he asked with a complicated expression, “Don’t tell me… You’re using these skills…… to win over my uncle and cousin?”  

“Nope.” Wei Ting replied shamelessly. “I rely on my face.”

Su Mo: “……”

Su Mo had come today for serious business, but Wei Ting’s shameless comment nearly made him forget why he was even here.

The three little ones, now dressed neatly, came to the backyard to wash up. Catching a whiff of the delicious smell, they wandered into the kitchen for a look.

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