Space peasant girl: madly criticizing Xianggong for being weak and bullying

Chapter 2 When it comes, let it be

The person next to him asked puzzledly, "Why did the master say that?"

With his hands behind his back, the boy looked lazily at the direction Xiaoxiao was leaving.

"Because the carrier pigeon we released is hanging around her waist."

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly tried to chase after him, but the young man stopped him with a wave of his hand, "If you can't send it out, let it be ruined."

The boy handed over the letter box that he took off from Xiaoxiao's waist just now.

The guard dressed as Orion said: "I'm going to find the nearest government office!"

The young man glanced at him: "I lost my identity badge and official documents. Guess, they will beat you out with sticks, or..."

He looked down at his hands, frowned, took out a square handkerchief from his pocket, carefully wiped the red between his fingers, and then said the second half of the sentence.

"Or bring more killers to take my head?"

The guards were pale and at a loss, and then they were startled: "That girl just now!" Worse, if she is the killer's accomplice, then the master is in danger!
The boy stopped where he was, squinted his eyes and recalled the appearance of the woman just now, with a contemptuous tone.

"If she is related to the killer, why did she show the carrier pigeon to you and me?"

Besides, the bamboo tube containing the letter was intact, obviously untouched.

The boy patted the hem of his clothes, then raised his feet and walked towards the direction Xiaoxiao had just left.

"They come, the security."

……

At this time, Xiaoxiao had already taken out the bucket containing fish from the space again, and returned to the very dilapidated thatched cottage.

When the family was separated, Mrs. Ning did not allow them to live in the original place. She was worried that they would live close together and would show sympathy to them, so she gave them the dilapidated house that was planned to be demolished many years ago.

Little did they know that it was more in line with Xiaoxiao's wish to avoid it from a distance.At least she doesn't have to be too careful when she starts to prepare dinner now.

The original owner was only 12 years old, and he was still a child in modern times, but in Fuyuan Village, it is not uncommon for such an old child to help the fire.

Long before the separation, Mrs. Ning had been cursing and letting the original owner do all kinds of housework with her mother, so when she proposed to go to the stove, Ning's mother, Song, only hesitated for a while.

At first she thought that if her daughter could help, she would be able to do other tasks better.

However, when she saw the fish her daughter brought back today, she was really surprised.

She knows about the Xiaoxi River at the end of the village. Not long ago, the village organized a fishing trip and netted all the fish visible to the naked eye. After that, the villagers stayed by the river all day without seeing it. Someone can catch one.

I didn't expect to be met by my daughter's good luck.

Song was very happy: "This is good. Divide it into three parts. The fish head is stewed in soup, the fish tail is stewed in vegetables, and the fish body is rubbed with salt to make salted fish. It can be eaten for several days."

After speaking, I will reach out to pick it up.

Xiaoxiao didn't forget her task of making sauerkraut fish, frowning, she quickly retracted her hand.

"Mother, let's make an agreement. If I catch a fish, I will have the final say on what to do."

Although Song was not willing to waste such a good fish, but even more unwilling to ruin the promise with his children, so he nodded after thinking for a long time.

But the second son, Ning Erlang, was very worried: "Mother, are you really going to leave it to my sister? What if it goes wrong?"

Mrs. Song tapped him on the head: "How many wild vegetable dumplings did your sister make yesterday?"

Ning Erlang blushed and moved to the elder brother's side.

Unexpectedly, his elder brother, who didn't talk much, taught him while weaving bamboo baskets, "To be a man, you should keep your word."

Here Xiaoxiao rolled up her sleeves and went into the kitchen, fished out the fat grass carp from the bucket, and was still chanting.

"Thank you for being wronged for a long time in such a cramped place. It's really hard work. I'll let you relax."

After finishing speaking, he slammed it to the ground without blinking.

At the door of the kitchen, Ning Erlang, who was about to persuade his younger sister to think twice, swallowed his saliva and paused silently.

Xiaoxiao put her mind to two things, picked up the kitchen knife and quickly cut open the fish, and at the same time said hello to her second brother with ease.

"Second brother, what's the matter?"

Ning Erlang watched his younger sister raise the knife, then hollowed out the belly of the fish, and handed it over in a very sensible way: "I see if you need help."

Xiaoxiao thought for a while: "Then you bring me a jar of sauerkraut?"

Every household in Fuyuan Village has pickled vegetables.

Farmers rely on some land for eating and drinking, but food cannot be available every season, so everyone pickles all kinds of dried and pickled vegetables in advance.

The most common of these are sauerkraut and dried radish.

Without him, these two things are durable and worthless.

It was also because of this that Lao Ning's family readily gave them a few pots when they separated.

To be honest, Xiaoxiao disagrees with the craftsmanship of this pickle.

You can tell from looking at this altar that it was made by the second aunt, with less salt and a mild taste.

But these are small things.

(End of this chapter)