A pile of pebbles of various colors in the front yard looked like a small hill, and the mother and son were dumbfounded. How could they move it all by themselves?

Don't say three hours, even six hours can't finish the move. wxya

Ling Qiyue immediately pursed her small mouth, rushed over and hugged her mother's leg, feeling extremely guilty.

Ling Moxue smiled slightly and patted her head, "It's okay, Mommy likes to work."

She was comforting her daughter, and she did not deny that she had an arrogance and tenacity in her heart that was not afraid of difficulties. In order to find her husband, even if she was thrown into flames, she would have to jump.

She had a faint feeling that the island owner was not just punishing her, but probably wanted to test her perseverance. If she was intimidated by this little difficulty in front of her, it was estimated that the next thing would be even more difficult.

She offended the island owner before, and it depends on her own "efforts" to turn the situation around.

"Yangyang, take your sister to rest under the shade of a tree." Ling Moxue rolled up her sleeves, her face firm.

Today, she is wearing a light yellow chiffon long-sleeved upper body, a pair of black slacks, and black lame heels on her feet, so she can work flexibly.

She tied up her messy long hair with a rubber band, turned her head and smiled confidently at the pair of precious children, "Let's go, I believe Mommy can complete the task."

After finishing speaking, she squatted down and filled the dustpan with stones, and ran towards the backyard with her hands in her hands...

The siblings looked at their mother's slender back with serious expressions and distressed eyes.

Ling Qiyang took her younger sister's hand and walked under a big camphor tree. Ling Qiyue turned her head and saw a bamboo basket not far away.

Ling Qiyang was also going to help his mother, when his younger sister brought the bamboo basket, he said happily: "Sauerkraut, sit here and don't wander around, go and move the pot."

Ling Qiyue took his hand and shook her head.

"You want to move too? But the stones are heavy." Ling Qiyang was reluctant to let his sister work hard.

Ling Qiyue bit her thin lower lip, her clear watery eyes gleamed with determination.

"Okay, let's move together."

Ling Moxue came back from a trip, and saw a pair of children carrying a basket of stones wobbling over, her heart was shocked, she hurried to them and hugged the bamboo basket, anxiously said: "Put it down, you guys put it down!"

As soon as the words came out, her eyes were red and her nose was sour.

Looking at their red faces, her voice choked slightly, "Baby, let Mommy do it, Mommy can really finish it, you are still young, such heavy work is not suitable for you, go back quickly, lest the sun burn your skin." It hurts from the sun."

The sun in the subtropical region is scorching. If it weren't for the tree-lined yard of the island owner, it would be unbearable to be completely exposed to the sun.

"Mummy, we can help you move a little bit, don't stop us." Ling Qiyang said firmly.

Little Pickled Cabbage also nodded, the sweat dripping down her face like raindrops, she gently went to break her mother's hand and let her let go of the bamboo basket.

Ling Moxue wiped the sweat off her daughter's face distressedly, tears filled her eyes, and said hoarsely: "Baby, I'm sorry, Mommy treated you too harshly today, don't blame Mommy... Mommy loves you very much, and loves you very much." I love Guoguo, so Mommy really doesn't want you to be troubled, listen to Mommy and sit in the house, okay?"

Little Pickled Cabbage still refused to leave, her face was flushed with heat, and her little feet without shoes were covered with dust.

Ling Moxue looked down at her delicate little feet, and crystal tears welled up in her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away, fearing that her tears would make the child feel even more uncomfortable.

Looking up again, she smiled slightly, "Thank you, Mum, how about it, pickle, you go back and put on your shoes, and let Guoguo help Mummy move the stones in the bamboo basket to the backyard."

"Well, sister, let's go and put on your shoes." Ling Qiyang also agreed.

He also asked his sister to go back to put on her shoes before, but Ling Qiyue told him with gestures that it was okay, saying that the ground would not knock his feet.

But her little feet were too tender after all, after walking for a while, the soles of her feet were completely red.

Ling Qiyue was afraid that if she didn't put on her shoes, Mummy wouldn't let her do something, so she nodded and left.

Back in the guest room, she found the small leather shoes under the bed, touched them, and found that they were still wet, because she didn't bring any supplies when she came out this time, so she didn't even have a change of shoes, socks and clothes.

Guessing that her mother neglected her shoes, Ling Qiyue had no choice but to come out to look for the housekeeper. She pointed to her feet, blinking at the housekeeper with her bright black and white eyes.

Andro understood, "You said you want a pair of clean shoes?"

Ling Qiyue nodded, but Andro was in a dilemma. The concubine's wife had never given birth to a child, and no child had entered the yard for so many years. Therefore, it was not easy to find a pair of children's shoes in the entire Duke's mansion.

Knowing that the island owner loves this little girl very much, Andro didn't want to refuse her request, so he thought for a while and said, "Wait a minute, I'll ask the servant to go outside and find a pair for you."

It would definitely take a long time to look outside. Ling Qiyue sat on the corridor and waited for a while, watching the busy figures of her mother and elder brother, her little heart ached.

Turning her eyes, she suddenly got up and ran back to the guest room, took scissors and cut a piece of tablecloth into two halves...

When Ling Moxue took her son's hand and returned to the front yard, she saw her daughter was holding a small washbasin in her hands, sweating profusely, and her feet were still without shoes, but each foot was wrapped with a white cloth. Cloth.

The nose couldn't help sour again, Ling Moxue's vision blurred.

Ling Qiyue grinned sweetly at her, looked down at the small washbasin, which was already full of pebbles, the next moment, she raised her head, her eyes twinkled, and told Ling Moxue——

"Mommy, I'm not tired at all moving stones like this, so you don't have to worry about me."

"Daughter..." Ling Moxue choked up.

"Sister..." Ling Qiyang's eyes also turned red.

He once again saw the strength and tenacity of his younger sister. When she came out this time, she suddenly grew up a lot, and she seemed to be more sensible and capable than his brother.

Perhaps, she came out last night just to flatter the island owner and ask him to help her find her father.

How can a sensible sister not let her brother feel distressed to the bottom of her heart?

He walked over, pulled his sleeves to wipe off his younger sister's sweat, moved his lips together, and kissed her on the cheek, "Sister, you are amazing, I love you!"

Guoguo's sincere expression and encouragement can always give little pickled cabbage great spiritual strength. She smiled, then nodded to him, and ran away with the little washbasin in her hand...

Seeing her little daughter being so tenacious, Ling Moxue was full of strength again, she speeded up the carrying speed, and carried the big basket back and forth by herself, while Ling Qiyang used a dustpan to carry it.

It was two hours later when the island owner came back. Holding a delicate black horsewhip in his hand, he walked into the Duke's mansion in a heroic manner. be surprised.

This woman looks so weak, is the labor efficiency so high?

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly saw a small green figure flashing out from behind a house, with small steps hurriedly, holding a small washbasin in his hand...

Her little face was very red, sweat was slipping off like pearls, and a pair of bright eyes under the neat bangs seemed to be soaked in water, black, bright and transparent, shining brightly.