The road of the main god of cannon fodder female supporting role

Chapter 679 Cannon fodder is not wishful thinking 5
After buying lard, Wushuang went to the grocery store to buy some brown sugar. This time, Wushuang bought a little too much brown sugar. He bought a full two taels of silver, and then packed them in packs.

When Shen Laosan saw that Wushuang bought so much brown sugar, he knew that she was going to give something to the people in the village again. Shen Laosan wanted to persuade her, but think of Wushuang, a girl who lived alone in the village.

Although everyone is willing to help her for the sake of being an orphan, it is very pitiful, but if there is no return for the help, there will always be a day when they don't want to.

But now Wushuang knows how to be grateful and is willing to repay everyone. Then everyone will take the initiative to think about her in the future and ask for nothing else. Wushuang is just an orphan girl. It is enough for everyone to help and take care of her so that people don't dare to bully her.

Thinking of this, Shen Laosan swallowed back the dissuasion that came to his mouth, and let Wushuang calculate which pack of brown sugar to give to which family.

The biggest three guarantees must belong to Aunt Niu, the village chief, and the third son Shen. These three helped Wushuang the most, and the rest went to the village to help bury people, repair houses, and give firewood and rice to her family.

After calculating the quantity, Wushuang stopped, and then bought salt. Wushuang bought the most salt, which weighed ten catties. Salt is a necessity in life, and it can't be broken, so Wushuang was ruthless.

When Wushuang finished buying all the miscellaneous things, the ox cart was almost full, and only two taels of silver were left in his hand.

Seeing that all the money in Wushuang's hands was spent, Shen Laosan felt sorry for Wushuang, and once again said that Wushuang's father was unreliable, gambling hurt the family, everything was taken away, and Wushuang, a little girl, was still alive. Have to buy property.

If the family has everything, Wushuang doesn't need to buy these things, nine taels of silver is in his hand, and as a dowry, countless people don't mind her status as an orphan and come to propose marriage.

After Wushuang returned home, Shen Laosan helped Wushuang move all the things in, and then left with a big bag of brown sugar that Wushuang had stuffed for him.

Wushuang took the leftover brown sugar and went door to door to give gifts to Mrs. Niu, the village head's family, and the villagers who helped her. Wushuang didn't have a single one left.

After Wushuang delivered the gift, he went back to cook oil, and the people who received Wushuang's gift were also talking about Wushuang.

The village's favorite goofy girl sighed: "Wu Shuang is a lucky girl. There are so many people digging ice on the ice to fish for fish. Only the hole she chose has a school of fish. You can also catch the King Fish.

The most rare thing is this girl, she knows how to be grateful. I will give her firewood, help her carry water, repair the house, and send fish and brown sugar. Such a good child, I don’t know that her father is alive What did I think when I was here, I was willing to abuse her. "

Goudan Daddy was smoking his big cigarette pot, heard his wife's words, knocked on his own cigarette pipe pot, filled another pipe pot with shredded tobacco, and said while lighting a cigarette: "Wu Shuang's father, you are just an unlucky waste .

Not only was he unlucky, but he also suppressed Wushuang girl's luck. You see, when he was alive, Wushuang's girl had a better life with a father than when she had no father now.

And when he was alive, Wushuang's girl's luck was suppressed by him. You see, after he died, Wushuang's girl met fish schools again, and caught the king of fish again. "

This kind of topic is not talked about by Goudan's family, but by many families. Many people think that the original owner's cheap father is unlucky. Not only is he unlucky, but he also beats his own daughter.

Wushuang didn't know what others said, but she was busy boiling hot water at the moment, washing all the pots and pans she bought, and after washing them, she started to boil lard again.

Although I thought that the pork was not clean, but when I smelled the meaty smell of lard, my body, which has not seen meaty smell all year round, instinctively began to salivate. I forgot all about whether it was dirty or not.

There is enough oil from ten catties of pork fat in a clay pot, and a small pot of oil residue. Wushuang made a pot of miscellaneous grain porridge, sprinkled in a handful of chopped oil residue, a small spoonful of salt, and it was delicious. I can't wait to eat the pot.

Not only is there oil and water, but the most important thing is the salty taste. Wushuang also used salt for cooking before, but there was little salt in the house, and the salt that Wushuang used only dared to use the salt necessary for the human body, and he was reluctant to use any more.

With this kind of salt, the taste of the dish is only a little salty, which is really not delicious, but the food that can taste the salty taste is delicious.

The first day she had a full meal, and early the next morning, Wushuang planned to go out to collect firewood. She was afraid of the cold, so even though she had two quilts, she still had to burn a lot of firewood to warm the house.

But as soon as Wushuang went out, people from the village came to bring her firewood in an endless stream. One bundle from one family to another, soon Wushuang's thatched hut where firewood was kept was too full to fit in.

This is not in the original owner's memory. In the original owner's memory, the villagers gave firewood once and never sent it again. The original owner survived the winter by saving firewood.

When Wushuang came here, Wushuang was generous and grateful to everyone. Everyone was kind-hearted, and they exchanged their hearts for their hearts. Wushuang was like this, and everyone treated Wushuang better. They were worried that she would not have enough firewood, so every household distributed a bundle of firewood to her.

No need to collect firewood anymore, Wushuang simply continued to go fishing on the river, and after eating grilled fish for so many days, now that he has a pot, Wushuang can't wait to eat stewed fish.

Especially when Wushou had money in his hands, he was so cruel that he took out ten copper plates to buy a large piece of tender tofu and came back, planning to eat it with fish stew.

The ice hole was dug open, and Wushuang threw in the leftover fish viscera and scales as usual, and then sat down and started fishing.

Wushuang has raised fish in this place, and they can get a lot of harvest every time. The people in the village have also followed Wushuang's example and used the leftover fish bones and scales to raise fish. Everyone quickly tasted the sweetness of doing so.

However, everyone tacitly separated them far away, not wanting to affect other people's fishing, and they would not occupy the ice holes dug by others.

Wushuang has kept the ice cave for a long time, so it has the most fish. Today, Wushuang caught three fish in the morning. Fortunately, they are all big fish, weighing more than two catties.

Except for the king fish, most of the fish in this river are small species of fish, up to three or four catties, and usually around two catties. The main reason here is a small river. If it is a big river, there must be a lot of big fish.

Wushuang went home quickly, packed up all three fish and made tofu stew. Wushuang is practicing martial arts now, so she really can't lose her mouth, so she ate most of the fish she caught.

Rice with mixed grains and fish meat tofu, Wushuang ate a large bowl, his stomach was warm after eating, and he began to practice "Wan Zong Gui Yi".

The internal strength is almost done, and Wushuang started to exercise his muscles, flexibility, and strength. Every household in the village is a fenced yard. When Wushuang practices martial arts in the yard, everyone in the village can see it.

(End of this chapter)