There are mines in the hands of the age of rebirth

Chapter 502 Gifts
Under Luo Yi's prompt, Xiaomu immediately packed five persimmons and five pomegranates, and put these ten fruits in the net bag.Behind Luo Yi's back, he quietly took out a pig's leg, split it in half with a knife, put it in a small basin, and quietly opened the door. After seeing that there was no one in the alley, he trotted to knock on the courtyard door of Zhao's house.

What a coincidence, it was Aunt Zhao who opened the door.

After Aunt Zhao opened the door, she saw Xiaomu standing outside the door, with an unsightly expression on her face, opening her mouth to spray again, she glanced sideways inadvertently, and saw half a pig leg in Xiaomu's hand, the expression on her face Change in every possible way.

Xiaomu thinks it should be: the expression of not being able to eat or spit out.

"Aunt Zhao, is sister Zhao there?" Xiaomu asked.

"Are you at home, do you want to come in?" Aunt Zhao asked.

"I'm looking for Sister Zhao." Xiaomu said and was about to go inside.

"You gave this to Zhao Yan?" Aunt Zhao asked.

"Thank you, Sister Zhao, for helping me yesterday. I'm tired of arguing with people. I'll get some meat for me." Xiaomu said as he walked in.

"Of course, my family, Zhao Yan, is warm-hearted and cares about the old and the poor." Aunt Zhao said behind Xiaomu.

Xiaomu is a little silly: who is old?Who is poor?

Seeing Xiaomu looking at her stupidly, Aunt Zhao said impatiently: "Since you are for Zhao Yan, give it to me." After speaking, she stretched out her hand to grab the small basin in Xiaomu's hand.

Xiaomu grasped it tightly, and opened her mouth to refuse: "Aunt Zhao, my meat is for sister Zhao, not for you." After finishing speaking, she also tightly grasped the small basin.

"You gave it to Zhao Yan, didn't you give it to me? Isn't that the same? Besides, you are not sincere, you give meat to others, you give some fat, you give a piece of pork leg with bones, How can you be sincere?" Aunt Zhao called out.

Xiaomu was speechless: How could there be such people in this world?It is different from the ultimate product, but it also has a fight with the ultimate product, and it can be evenly matched.

"Xiaomu?" Zhao Yan hurried out of the room when she heard her mother's loud voice.

Her younger brother also came out of Sister Zhao's small room. Looking at the paper scraps on their bodies, Xiaomu knew that they were doing handicrafts.

"Sister Zhao, you were so tired yesterday, I'll bring you some meat to make up your body, but you're a little thin, don't dislike it." Xiaomu said with a smile, and gave the small basin in his hand to Zhao Yan.

But Aunt Zhao said that she would not let go of anything, and she still held onto Xiaopen tightly.

"Mom? What are you doing?" Zhao Yan couldn't stand it any longer, she yelled, took the basin from her hand, and said, "Don't hold it, give it to me."

Aunt Zhao suddenly became angry, and shouted: "Isn't it for you that you give it to me? You live at home and eat at home, and yours belongs to this family. Why do you want to hide some meat?"

"Mother, what do I mean?" Zhao Yan said aggrievedly.

Xiaomu saw that something was wrong, didn't this bring trouble to Sister Zhao?This is not possible, and he immediately said: "Aunt Zhao, don't get me wrong, I just want to deliver this thing to Sister Zhao in person, as long as Sister Zhao passes it by and shows my heart, who will she be willing to give it to?" To whom, I don't mean to let Sister Zhao hide."

"I understand what you mean, you just want to show off, give some lean meat, it's really a treasure, and you want our whole family to thank you?" Aunt Zhao Barabala.

Aunt Zhao was quarreling and spitting stars flying around, so she heard Grandpa Zhao shout:

"Lean meat? How many times a year do you eat lean meat? Don't eat lean meat once it's cooked. How many people give you lean meat a year?"

"Me?" Aunt Zhao was instantly dumbfounded, like a suffocated balloon, shrank carefully to the side.

It’s really one thing, one thing. If Grandpa Zhao hadn’t been in charge of this house, a woman like Aunt Zhao would be able to be in the sky. I don’t know how much trouble it would cause, not necessarily big troubles, but small troubles would definitely continue.The brain circuits are not working normally.

"That's right, with a broken mouth, it's not enough to accomplish anything, but it's more than a failure." Said the clean and agile Grandma Zhao, who came out with Grandpa Zhao.

"Xiao Mu, don't be like your aunt, she has a problem with her brain." Grandpa Zhao said, when he saw the meat in Zhao Yan's hand, he asked with a smile on his face: "Girl, where can I buy this?" Yes, such a large piece of pork leg weighs six or seven catties, right?"

"Grandpa Zhao, we brothers and sisters came here, thank you for your care, we should have come to visit your old man, this is not a chance, come here under the name of sister Zhao, the meat is a bit thin, you can make do with it "Xiaomu can speak, and the old man's words are ironic in his heart.

"What do you eat? I want to make do with it every day. Is there any? This is good. Grandpa, thank you Xiaomu. If you have anything to do, just come to grandpa. If grandpa is not at home, you can find your grandma or sister Zhao. Don't be afraid of that idiot of the Zou family." Grandpa Zhao said with a smile.

"Hey! I see, thank you Grandpa Zhao and Grandma Zhao." Xiaomu replied straightforwardly.

"Go and play with your sister." Grandpa Zhao said.

After Grandpa Zhao and the old couple came out, Aunt Zhao lost all arrogance and became an angry daughter-in-law in seconds.

In the end, the pot of meat was taken away by Grandma Zhao, and it was said that they would eat meat at night.As for whether to eat braised meat or white meat, Xiaomu doesn't care.Xiaomu gave the persimmons and pomegranates in his hand to Sister Zhao again, this one was given to Sister Zhao alone without any dispute, as for whether she wanted to hide it or let everyone eat it, it would not belong to Xiaomuguan.

After delivering the things, Xiao Mu was about to go home, Zhao Yan asked her to sit in the room for a while, but Xiao Mu refused, because she really scared Aunt Zhao, and this person's brain circuit was really not flattering.

After Xiaomu went out, he didn't meet anyone in the alley, nor did he see the Zou family, so he hurried home.

As soon as Xiaomu entered the yard, he grabbed a pig's head, a phoenix chicken, and a rib, and carried them to the backyard.

After coming to the backyard, because of the meat, we must start early.

"I've finished peeling the persimmons, what else should I do?" Seeing that Xiaomu was not in a good mood, Luo Yi came over to talk to him.

"Then help me with the work." Xiao Mu said, throwing the pig's head to Luo Yi and said, "Split it open."

The pig's head that Xiaomu took out was naturally cleaned up very cleanly, and it was a job done by a robot, so it was strictly forbidden.

"Where did you get the pig's head? You still have pig's head?" Luo Yi asked cautiously.

"As long as I think, I have it. Do you know what you want?" Xiaomu said.

"The legendary Qiankun bag?" Luo Yi stared and waited for the answer.

"You think I'm a future Buddha? Return the Qiankun bag, you're a cadre, don't talk nonsense, okay?" Xiaomu said.

"But it's really weird." He still muttered softly.

Xiao Mu looked up at Luo Yi, and after a while, suddenly said: "In "Splitting the Coffin", there is an old man who lived to be three hundred years old, do you know why?"

(End of this chapter)