Doomsday Boss Farming in Zhai Dou Wen

Chapter 13 Raising a Family
When looking at Song Jiaojiao, Zhinu's cheeks flushed, and after pushing Zhinu away, "I will take care of it."

Song Jiaojiao nodded and said, "Well, then I will trouble you."

Song Jiaojiao took the young slave to find Chu Guangguang, and handed Chu Guangguang to Song Jiaojiao.

Chu Guangguang saw Song Jiaojiao coming, "Boss...why are you here?"

"He will be your second child from now on." Song Jiaojiao pointed at the childish slave and said, "You follow his arrangements."

A few people looked at Zhinu with a bit of contempt, and looked down on Zhinu.

The young slave didn't care, and took out a piece of paper, "Come here and register your name and age."

Several people came over after looking at it, and began to report their names and ages. After the child slave registration was completed.

Song Jiaojiao got up and left, letting Zhinu let go of this matter.

After Song Jiaojiao left, she went straight home to prepare food, and Mrs. Li was crying at the door.

Lady Song frowned, "It's useless for you to cry here, I've said it all, this matter has nothing to do with my Jiaojiao."

"It's Tie Zhu that you Jiaojiao harmed." Li Shi cried and said.

Lady Song was furious, "Jiaojiao didn't, it was your man who did it first, Jiaojiao didn't kill anyone."

"Mother." Song Jiaojiao came not far away, "There is no need to talk nonsense with these people, some people just don't understand their words."

Song Jiaojiao let Mrs. Song in, "Jiaojiao is unreasonable, I'll do it."

"You go in, I have nothing to do." Song Jiaojiao looked at Mrs. Song, and she couldn't solve it at all.

To deal with these people, Song Jiaojiao did not intend to use gentle means.

"Song Jiaojiao, it's all your fault." When Li Shi saw Song Jiaojiao, he burst into tears immediately, his eyes were full of resentment.

Song Jiaojiao felt that some people really couldn't understand people's words, and when they saw each one, they kept biting and said that they killed themselves.

When Mrs. Li looked at Song Jiaojiao, "You are the one who killed my whole family."

Song Jiaojiao slapped Li Shi on the face, and Li Shi fell to the ground, looking at Song Jiaojiao with a pale face.

"Does it mean that my family is easy to bully, so you come to bully us?" Song Jiaojiao said coldly, "Your family should go away."

Song Jiaojiao had had enough of these idiots, provoking again and again, even if she was a saint to earn merits, she couldn't bear it.

Li's chin was pinched by Song Jiaojiao, and Song Jiaojiao was struck by lightning, [The host exploded with murderous intent, seriously violated our merit system and terminated, stop acting immediately,]

Seeing Song Jiaojiao, Li couldn't help but tremble. The coldness in Song Jiaojiao's eyes made Li feel like she was dead.

At that moment, she peed her pants, fell to the ground, and hugged her body, "That woman is a devil."

After speaking, he ran away crying, and everyone in the village was surprised, "Mr. Li, did you pee your pants?"

"I don't know, maybe the water wet my pants." Someone shook his head.

When Li returned home, she closed the door, looked at her children, thought of Song Jiaojiao, and never dared to provoke Song Jiaojiao again.

When Song Jiaojiao returned home, she saw a few children gathering firewood.

"Sister, you see, I have left a lot of firewood, and we won't be afraid of running out of firewood for the winter." Bao'er came running while looking at Song Jiaojiao.

"Well, Bao'er is really good." Song Jiaojiao smiled.

The drought will soon pass, and the problem will soon be that the court will impose a large amount of taxes. Excessive taxes will make people who have not returned to God.

Many people were captured as slaves, and under this oppression, everyone began to rebel.

Song Jiaojiao looked at the two children in front of her, "My sister will teach you Kung Fu."

"Should we also learn Kung Fu?" Yaya and Bao'er were somewhat curious.

"Yes, you can protect yourself by learning kung fu, mother, you should learn it too." Looking at Mrs. Song, she said.

When Mrs. Song heard the words, she was a little shocked, "Do I have to learn too?"

"Of course, you can protect yourself only if you learn kung fu well." Song Jiaojiao wondered if the original owner's father had come back?

None of their family was mentioned in the original text, and thinking about Mrs. Song's appearance, the whole family probably died.

So relying on men is impossible, the original owner's father can be regarded as a dead person.

Lady Song hesitated, "But I can't learn it."

"Can't learn it? There is no one in the world who can't learn it." Song Jiaojiao did not pamper Mrs. Song, protecting her innocence and fragility is not what a daughter should do.

She has to stand up on her own, the world is very big, no one knows what will happen in the future?
Song Jiaojiao didn't want Mrs. Song to be alone in the future without even the basic survival skills to survive.

Lady Song burst into tears from Song Jiaojiao's fierceness, "I'm sorry, it's mother's fault. Mother will definitely study hard and won't cause you any trouble."

Yaya and Bao'er looked at their mother, they lowered their heads and did not speak.

Even though they were young, they were tired of their mother's crying. She loved to cry when the fourth uncle was around.

Others bullied them, and my mother couldn't protect them, so she asked the elder sister to come forward instead.

The eldest sister paid a lot for this family, and the eldest sister almost died later, and the fourth uncle was lost.

The child inevitably complained about Mrs. Song in his heart, because both Yaya and Bao'er regarded fourth uncle as their father.

Seeing Mrs. Song crying about everything, they would feel tired even if they were children.

Song Jiaojiao ignored Mrs. Song, and went directly to find a piece of wood, intending to sharpen a wooden knife for the two children.

Of course, Mrs. Song also has it. Song Jiaojiao was a base manager in her previous life, so she naturally has her own means of cultivating people.

When the childish slave came back, he watched Song Jiaojiao polish the wooden sword, "Why do you want it too?"

"I still use the real sword." Zhinu immediately shook his head and said, Song Jiaojiao said at the beginning that she wanted to train him, but Zhinu did not refuse.

This; in troubled times, one can survive with one more skill.

Song Jiaojiao threw the wooden sword to Mrs. Song and several other children. Mrs. Song's wooden sword was much bigger.

"Swing fifty times a day." Song Jiaojiao looked at the two children, and then at Mrs. Song, "Mother, you shouldn't be inferior to the two children, right?"

"I will." Lady Song gritted her teeth and said.

Song Jiaojiao asked a few children to wield swords outside, and it was a bit strange for the childish slaves.

"What's the use of just waving like this?" Zhinu was puzzled.

"Fastness is the only thing that can't be broken in martial arts in the world, but if it's just that it's fast and lacks strength, it's nothing." Song Jiaojiao said.

"Strength?" Zhinu looked at the people outside and understood Song Jiaojiao's meaning in his heart, "Then I'll go exercise my strength too."

"Yeah." Song Jiaojiao nodded, and the young slave didn't stop her from wanting to train Song Jiaojiao. No one would yearn for strength.

Song Jiaojiao started to cook, and when she was eating, Mrs. Song's hands hurt badly. She looked at Song Jiaojiao, her eyes were red when she was eating, Song Jiaojiao felt a headache, forget it, it's three feet frozen It's not a one-day cold, or slowly tuned.

(End of this chapter)