Savage Fortune Little Landlord

Chapter 116

On this day, it was tiring for Grandpa Kezi and his party who arrived here first, and it was also exhausting for Xia Weiwei and his group who just arrived.

However, just like the lack of appetite before, some people feel tired, but it is difficult to close their eyes when they feel tired.

In the middle of the night, the smell of oil filled the air, and the stomach growled one after another, and those who were not sleepy felt even more uncomfortable.

"Don't sleep!".

Someone sits up.

Then, the second, the third.

For the more and more people who surrounded them, Ome who fished out the oily residue had nothing to say, and these people were very active. Those who could change shifts, those who had no shifts, went directly to the water to hold branches, The straw rope came back to weave the fish basket, and for a while, the fireside became lively again.

"Sister Qingmei, go to sleep." Huang Tao, coaxing Duoyu, signaled that Qingmei had herself.

Glancing at the people in each department, looking at the child in Huang Tao's arms, Qing Mei felt distressed: "Stop crying, okay?!"

"It won't hurt so much in a few days!" Huang Tao glanced at Xia Weiwei who was sleeping soundly, pointing out something.

Thinking of what Xia Weiwei said when changing the dressing early in the morning, Qingmei nodded and handed over the work of greeting everyone to Huang Tao.

"Grandma Qingmei?" Staring confusedly, Xia slightly leaned towards the familiar aura.

Hugging the person tightly, Qing Mei said lightly: "Good boy!"

Early the next morning, Xia Weiwei was awakened by the pitiful cry of the little pig and the joyful cries of the children. The moment she sat up, a dark person directly in front of her blocked her view.

"The effect of this basket is too good!"

"This sow is really big!"

"Breakfast is cooked, they can only be killed at noon!"

Yesterday, Qingmei didn't say that she wanted to raise pigs, so, seeing the sow that had thrown herself into the trap, everyone talked about the size of the sow from the basket, and finally turned to when to eat it.

Finally heard the point, Qingmei said immediately: "Can everyone listen to me?"

The noisy voices stopped instantly, and everyone's eyes focused on Qingmei.

Facing the eyes of hundreds of people, Qingmei calmly said, "Do you all remember when the little pig gave birth?"

Little pigs are the easiest prey to catch during migration. Everyone knows exactly what vegetation and fruit it likes most, not to mention when it gives birth.

"Just like we try our best to get used to the climate and conditions on the grass swamp, this sow may have also adapted to the grass swamp after a long time..."

What Xia Weiwei said yesterday, Qingmei was almost following the script, and similarly, the psychological shock that Qingmei experienced yesterday, everyone surrounding Qingmei is experiencing it at this moment.

"Don't say whether this sow can lure the male pig, just talk about these eight little piglets." Looking closely at the shivering sow in the crate, Qingmei's eyes were faint: "If you can raise them up, the pigs will live like pigs." , pigs and pigs... One day, they may be like lotus roots to us!"

Can't stop eating.

Everyone who had the same thought in their hearts couldn't help trembling, and Grandpa Kezi felt annoyed and annoyed at Qingmei's mention.

To be honest, Xiaozhu's appearance was too unexpected, so unexpected that he was as unthinking as everyone else!
···Thanks to A Que!
"Qingmei, don't talk too much about it, little piggy is not a lotus root, it will grow if you throw it away! It's a pity that it will die someday, why don't you eat it first!"

Aoki is not around, and the leader of Qingbu is Grandpa Kezi. As soon as Grandpa Kezi said this, Lan Yu, Hirayama, Chamois, Grape Tree, Adong and others all woke up instantly.

Lan Yu: "Uncle Kezi, the little piggy is indeed not a lotus root, but there are sows around, so they probably won't be able to die if they want to die."

Pingshan: "Uncle Kezi, we don't lack this kind of meat now! Even if we raise them to death in the end, we won't be too distressed."

Chamomile: "Uncle Kezi, what Qingmei said is indeed a bit exaggerated, but if you don't try it, who knows what the result will be."

Grape Tree: "Uncle Kezi, I think Qingmei is right about this."

A-Dong: "Uncle Kezi, there's not much meat here, even a child can't drink two mouthfuls of soup."

Uniformly, the five of them spoke at the same time. What's more, the five of them meant the same thing, and they all felt that they could give it a try.

Looking leisurely at Qingmei, Grandpa Kezi still shook his head: "Qingmei thinks that the pig on the grassy swamp eats long-stemmed grass, does it mean that it eats long-stemmed grass..."

"It's not easy, just get some long-stemmed grass and give it a try?!" Quickly, Lan Yu interrupted Grandpa Kezi's negation.

Conveniently, he also pushed the people around him.

Immediately, the crowd moved, and a group of men went towards the grass forest.

"Even if the little pig eats long-stemmed grass, it won't be obedient!"

Grandpa Kezi didn't seem to agree to the matter of raising piglets.

Looking at such an old man, no one finds it strange. After all, the older you are, the more experience you have, and the more you value things.

"Uncle Kezi, if the little pig can be obedient, it will be hell!"

"Uncle Kezi, although the little pig won't be obedient, it's easy to say hello if it's tied up or locked up!"

"Uncle Kezi, you should let go..."

You said one sentence to another, and everyone started the great cause of persuasion. Even if the long-stemmed grass stalks, grass leaves, and gilts finally passed through the gaps in the baskets, they didn't even sniff them, but everyone firmly finalized the matter of raising them.

"Qingmei, you are careful, I will leave this matter to you, and after that, you can just greet these little piggies!" Lan Yu felt that this experiment was more important than the upcoming sugar cooking.

Hirayama agreed: "Yes, Qingmei has a more meticulous mind, and it is more suitable to entrust this matter to her than to anyone else!"

"I also think it's best to leave this matter to Auntie Qingmei!" A-Dong nodded.

Looking at the chamois, the grape tree also turned its gaze to Ome.

Qingmei has always revealed a confidence that I know well, but she is not the leader who can decide anything, the leader.

After receiving the inquiries from the heads of various ministries, she asked Grandpa Kezi anxiously: "Uncle Kezi?"

"Everyone doesn't feel bad, just try it!" Waving his hand, Grandpa Kezi looked helpless that I had nothing to say.

Seeing that everyone seemed to be about to start a new round of topics, he quickly stopped him: "The fire is almost extinguished!"

"Ah! Forget about it!"

"Ah! I want to add water!"

"My lotus roots haven't been put in yet!"

There were a lot of things going on, and no one reminded everyone that they might still be muttering for a while, but Grandpa Kezi stopped them, and the crowd immediately dispersed, and in a flash, everyone performed their duties.

Looking at Grandpa Kezi, Qingmei turned to Xia Weiwei.

Gently, she asked, "A Que, do you want to go there?"

Looking in Qingmei's direction, Xia Weiwei is a little speechless.

She really dislikes the matter of urine escape and feces escape!

But looking at the eyes of hundreds of people, it is not easy for them to have a small meeting.

"My stomach feels a little uncomfortable!" Rubbing his stomach, Grandpa Ke Zi fell and left first.

"Come on, grandma will carry you."

Rong Xia refused slightly, Qingmei turned around.

Xia Weiwei: "..."

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(End of this chapter)