There are mines in the hands of the age of rebirth

Chapter 57 Daily Life
Xiaomu crossed his legs and lowered his head, looking like he was in the state of practicing, but he was actually meditating.Her history is not very good, but she has read a lot of web articles, combined with her understanding in the rebirth web articles, Xiaomu simply planned her life.

An illusory thin line intermittently floated before her eyes.

However, it is said that the plan does not change quickly, so I can’t be rigid and dogmatic. Today I seem to have completely separated from the Guan family, and I will not be involved in the future, because in this era, an eight-year-old girl is too weak. There are many people, but there are also evil people, so you should be bold, cautious, flexible, and adaptable.In this era, live well.

Xiaomu, who was already strong in mind, quickly entered the state of supernatural power practice after he figured it out.

Xiaomu, who let go of his thoughts, felt very good about his abilities. When Xiaomu woke up the next morning, he felt that his wood-type abilities had improved slightly, and his spirit-type abilities had also loosened. Xiaomu was very happy. Best reward ever.

Waking up early in the morning, Xiaomu finished washing, had breakfast, stood on the roof, looked at his land, and swept the warehouse with all his energy: a large amount of grain was piled up like a mountain; in the vegetable base, all kinds of fresh vegetables were green, chubby, and strong. Very; the orchard is full of fruits, hanging all over the branches.Thinking that many people outside were hungry, he let out a big sigh.

Xiaomu endured and endured, and still packed three catties of white flour and three catties of rice, and took out five big steamed buns mixed with each other. She could use these rice noodles and steamed buns as a spoil for yesterday's trip to the commune.

Then I went out of the space, returned to the smashed and dilapidated home, put down my things, and hurried to get firewood to burn the kang.

The shovels, picks and other tools were put back into the mansion, and the Westinghouse, which had been tidied up, could barely accommodate people.The east room could not be tidied up because there was no window paper.

Xiaomu wanted to burn the kang, so he added some seasoning to the chicken to heat it up, but the water tank was smashed and there was no water, how could it be hot?Xiaomu hated that old lady Guan to death.

Xiaomu finds out two wooden barrels, these barrels look like ancient things, they must be water barrels.Xiaomu is very lucky that the bucket was not taken back to her natal family by Zhao Mei, and also very lucky that the pair of buckets were not smashed by Mrs. Guan, how lucky this pair of buckets are!

Cheap father Guan Dahu is a good man. For the convenience of his wife, he dug a well behind the building in the backyard, next to the wall of the backyard door, and usually covered it with a big wooden cover, probably because he was afraid that his daughter would accidentally drop it when playing. Therefore, it is usually covered, and when water is used, the lid can be opened to get water.

Xiaomu was holding the heavy wooden barrel. At this time, Xiaomu felt very sad, reminding her of the power system ability in the last days, hey, envy, jealousy and hatred!
When the water was brought up, only half a bucket of water was filled, and I brought it back to the kitchen, scooped up a ladle of water and poured it into the pot, added firewood under the stove, and burned the kang.

After working hard for a while, the room was finally warmed up, and the kang was also hot.

Xiaomu took out yesterday's broken calculation herb again, and planned the things to be done today one by one. .

It was late in winter in the north, when the sky was just getting dark, Xiaomu heard the sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping. It was because the villagers had already woken up, so he hurried to Grandma Wang's house.

She wants to find out who is the carpenter in the village, because although the gate is not very strong, it is better than nothing, so the gate must be repaired first.

When I came to Grandma Wang's house, she had just finished breakfast, and Aunt Osmanthus was clearing the table.Seeing Xiaomu coming in, he quickly greeted with a smile: "Xiaomu is here, come in quickly, have you eaten yet?"

Xiaomu almost laughed: the feeling "Have you eaten?" came from here.

"Good morning, Aunt Osmanthus, I ate, hurry up, I'll find Grandma Wang." Xiaomu said with a smile.

"I know, where are your things? Why didn't you bring them?" Aunt Osmanthus asked when she saw that Xiaomu's hands were empty.

"Xiaomu is here." Grandma Wang also came out, and said enthusiastically, "Come in and sit on the kang."

"Grandma Wang, I won't sit down anymore. Let me ask who is a carpenter in our village. You have seen the gate of my house. I want to repair it first." Xiaomu said.

"Oh, that's right, the gate needs to be repaired as soon as possible. This is a big deal." Grandma Wang said, "But what carpenter is there to repair the gate! Your Grandpa Su can repair it, don't worry, I will let him repair it for you today " After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xiao Mu to speak, he called Grandpa Su in, and then assigned the task to the two of them.

Grandpa Su agreed happily. There was nothing to do in the winter. Grandpa Su called his son, and the two of them followed with the toolbox.

Grandma Wang was worried again, so she brought Xiaomu and Grandpa Su and the others over.When they arrived at Xiaomu's house, Grandma Wang pointed and pointed again, making the two dizzy.

Xiaomu really felt that most of the villagers were warm, simple and kind-hearted.

After commanding Grandpa and Grandpa Su, she commanded Xiaomu again: "Xiaomu, quickly take out the cotton and cloth, and grandma will make you a new padded jacket."

Xiaomu quickly agreed, took out all the cotton and cloth from the back basket, and handed them to Grandma Wang, who complained for a while, "Why do you leave such a good thing so casually, tsk tsk tsk... it's all crushed gone."

Xiaomu wondered: Can cloth and cotton be crushed too?
After finishing speaking, he left the father and son behind to work, and took Xiaomu back to her home.

After a while, Grandma Wang measured Xiaomu's measurements. When she knew that the padded jacket and trousers that Xiaomu was going to make were made of new fabric inside and outside, her heart ached to death, because even if the country people made new padded jackets, the clothes would not be as good. How could Xiaomu know that it was made of old fabric, she knew it would be good to make a padded jacket, so she was complained by Grandma Wang for a while.

After Grandma Wang finished explaining, Xiaomu also knew that it would take about seven or eight days to make this set of jacket and trousers, so she resigned from Grandma Wang and planned to go to the small shop at dawn to buy lamp oil and window paper.

When Xiaomu left Grandma Wang's house, Grandma Wang watched behind her and murmured, "It will be even more difficult for such a young child in the future."

"Then what should I do? If she doesn't break up with the Guan family, it will be even more difficult! Count on the old Guan family's pair of old scorpions, who don't know how to eat meat and drink blood." Aunt Osmanthus said.

"As long as you are smart, you will say that in the future, anyone who can see and can help, help that child. When Dumb is alive, he is a good person!" Grandma Wang said worriedly.

"Understood, we are kind, don't worry." After speaking, Osmanthus smiled and began to help with work.

Xiaomu left Grandma Wang's house and ran to the team headquarters. She wanted to see if anyone was going to the canteen too, and everyone went with a partner. After all, she only passed the canteen once, and the road was a little rough, so it would be good to have a companion.

However, Xiaomu did not find a fellow traveler, but met a strange little girl.

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