Yo, grandpa is here

The little boy who came was Qingqing, whom he had never seen before. He looked about the same age as Ermao.

This was sent by Boss Hao to report the news, called Hao Sifang.

"Uncle said that the matter has been settled, and our people have sent the news, but we don't know when they will act."

"Tell your uncle to wait."

In fact, Buli already knew that Boss Hao had finished the matter, but he was quite satisfied to see that he specially sent someone to explain.

Qingqing picked the right person, indeed.

Boss Hao is indeed better than the original head of Haojia Village.

"Both ancestors, can I see Nizi?" Sifang asked.

"Go ahead, and help me get something for her." Qingqing went into the room to get a bowl, and distributed some of the food she received.

There were too many "tributes", and she and Buli couldn't finish them all, and distributed some to those in need in the village.

After Sifang left, Qingqing said to Buli:
"Buli, do you have any impression of this child? Was he among the people who made people sacrifice when we came here on the first day?"

Buli shook his head, thought for a while, and added:

"It's not just this kid, those who followed Boss Hao yesterday didn't even see him."

Including Boss Hao, none of them showed up at the live sacrifice.

Qingqing nodded, she confirmed with him because she was afraid that she would remember wrongly, and sure enough, she remembered correctly.

"It seems that the internal division of Haojia Village is quite serious. These families should not be satisfied with what the old village head and Hao San have done before. From this point of view, there are still some good young people in Haojia Village."

Not everyone can accept the sacrificial sacrifice of living people, which destroys the three views.

After the two of them simply washed up, Buli steamed the vegetables left in the morning in a pot.

Turning around, I saw Qingqing coming in carrying things from the yard.

"Put it in the cabinet." Seeing that she was about to pile things up in the corner, Buli hurriedly said.

"Put the ready-made food in the cabinet, so as not to attract mice, put the food that can be kept inside, and put the food that can't be stored outside."

Qingqing blinked, pointed to a pot of flax cakes and asked, "Can this be saved or not?"

"Put it in."

"Then this pickle is still kimchi, where do you put it? And this sanzi—"

"Forget it, you wash your hands and go into the house and wait, I will clean up."

Buli felt that he shouldn't embarrass her like this.

Buli packed things very fast, and put everything back in a short while. She had to admit that Buli's ability to do housework left her by a large margin.

The woman who wants to be strong in her life is too embarrassed to really enter the house, and pretends to help him, but he puts things too regularly, and she always does not help.

He simply broke off a piece of sanzi and put it in her hand, asking her to eat obediently by the side.

This is a deep-fried food made of noodles. The noodles are made into thin strips and fried in a plate. The color is golden, fragrant and crispy.

"Suddenly I feel so useless." Qingqing squatted next to him with a stalk in her mouth and muttered. After taking a few bites, she found it delicious, and then put the half-eaten part to his mouth to feed him.

"Isn't that useful?" Buli, who was being fed by her, felt that what he ate was not snacks, but full of love.

"Buli, do you have the feeling that we have adapted well?"

"Ah."

In modern times, she often leads a team to do projects in remote places, and he often leads farmers to cultivate land in the mountains. Most of these places have no signal towers and cannot use their mobile phones all the time, so it seems that there is not much difference from the current life. .

Buli's hair hasn't grown up yet, but the villagers don't think it's strange. He always wears a hat. Qingqing announced to the outside world that he prayed for his mother and was instructed by an expert to cut his hair, but he didn't move God. The old lady still hang up.

Just before she and Buli cut off Hao Si's hair, and sold it in a pawn shop, she specially showed it to everyone, and everyone in the village believed her story.

So there is no sense of disobedience between the two of them mixing in a bunch of ancients.

"In addition to being depressed because I can't see my family, I feel that my health has been much better recently, my work and rest are regular, the pressure is not so great, and my hair doesn't fall out when I wash my hair. I eat it every day when I am with you. Very good - very fragrant, what do you have for dinner?"

Qingqing wanted to say something provocative, but the aroma from the pot made her nose twitch, making her greedy.

She wanted to lift the pot to have a look, but was pressed by his hand.

"Eat yellow braised chicken at night, and, I just brushed my teeth."

"I did it too, what does this have to do with eating braised chicken?"

Just wash up when you come back, isn't this a normal operation?

What does that expression on his face mean?
"I made the toothbrush. The wicker fiber they use is too abrasive." Qingqing felt that she was the one who took credit for it. Why is this guy so arrogant when he brushes his teeth?

"Well, in order to express my satisfaction with your handmade toothbrush, I decided to add an after-sales service."

While speaking, the person had already moved closer, and applied his lips with the aroma of pine resin tooth powder.

Qingqing rolled her eyes.

Shameless, if you want to kiss her, just say it, what "after-sales service", bah.

Life without electronic products is very simple. After eating, Qingqing started to measure the collapsed wall with a rope, recorded the size, and went to the city tomorrow to choose materials.

She's going to change this place into a fireplace.

In winter, she would nest in front of the fireplace to enjoy the fire, and she could also barbecue and roast corn—not to mention, I will plant sweet corn for her soon, and she will definitely be able to eat it in winter.

"The beeswax is almost boiled, can you take a look?" Buli called her from the kitchen.

"Come on~"

Qingqing went over, and he was sitting on a small bench, boiling beeswax in a small clay pot.

The small pottery pot was fired in the cellar she made. After several failures, she finally found a pattern and burned some every night when she came back. There are already many pottery products made by the two of them at home.

"Well, the wax has melted into the water. Use a cloth to filter out the impurities, and then boil it while purifying it after cooling down. Our beeswax is ready. When it's ready, mix it with cinnabar and spices, and pour it into the lipstick tube Here, we can fool the soldiers."

"You want to make lipstick with cinnabar?"

Listening to the production process of her "Three No Cosmetics" made me feel a little pain in my head.

Qingqing nodded.

"That's right, when I bought cinnabar, didn't you just watch it? I thought you knew."

"Is cinnabar poisonous?"

He thought she bought this to paint on the lipstick tube, but in the end, they got it directly into the lipstick?

"It must be poisonous. Anyway, I didn't use it. This is the fastest and most effective way to fool people. The amount of poison we use can't kill people. We used to do it like this in the early years."

"You made two lipstick tubes, and the other one is for yourself?"

"Well, the one I use doesn't add cinnabar, just ordinary beeswax with some spices, it moisturises the lips and protects the hands—there are still leftovers, send them to General Wei."

Qingqing smiled and took out another magic weapon she had prepared, a small wooden box only half the size of a palm.

This is the gift box she prepared for General Wei. It looks plain on the outside, but when it is opened, it has a hidden hole.

It's not far from ironic, she always says he is a profiteer, and he sees her as having the essence of being a profiteer.