She is sweet and soft in the cannon fodder of the book, the educated youth is really fragrant

Chapter 25 Can it be sold?
The waste vase still climbed halfway up the mountain with its own ability, so it couldn't get up anyway, so it could only look around.

If you can't find it yourself, blame the system.

[Can't you remind me?What's the use of you! ] Nonsense from the eldest lady.

【If I can get in, this system won't sign a contract with you! 】The roar from the system.

It was so angry by Wen Xiaomei that it almost turned into a solid body and came out to do tasks for Wen Xiaomei.

Wen Xiaomei felt a little guilty after being yelled at.

I can only hold a flashlight to shine on the ground, and use a hoe to pull the grass.

Trying to find something good from above.

Yet nothing.

Nothing but weeds.

She put her mind on the wild fruit again, and saw the lantern fruit, but the system reminded her that it was not ripe, that it was still green inside, and it was too small, so she couldn't pick it at all.

Frustrated repeatedly, Miss Wen sat down on the rock.

Everything is good in the broken place, but the good things are not seen.

The system is too lazy to care about her.

It's useless.

If you don't go find a few more hosts, Miss Wen will lose all your performance!

Wen Xiaomei, who didn't know that she was half-raised by the system, was not idle when she was resting. She broke off a branch and scraped the soil near the cracks of the stone.

In the novels she read, many people would hide things on the mountain because of the early years. She felt that the rock under the buttocks was stuck on the slope halfway up the mountain. It was a bit too coincidental, and she couldn't help but daydream.

Before digging anything useful, the branch clicked and died.

Miss Wen pursed her lips, picked up the hoe and knocked it to the side. She was frightened under the rock, and an earthworm came out, which surprised the eldest lady, and gave it a burial with the hoe.

Wen Xiaomei took a deep breath of good air and reluctantly climbed down the hillside.

It is said that going up the mountain is easy, but going down the mountain is difficult.

Miss Wen used the hoe as a crutch, and took a few steps to rest for fear that someone who wasn't paying attention would throw herself to death.

She obviously didn't go very far, why can't she feel that she can't see the foot of the mountain?
Little sister Wen is pitiful: [ Ah Tong!Is there any that can be teleported? 】

System: [Yes!Ten thousand points! 】

Wen Xiaomei's legs stopped shaking when she heard this, and she crawled down.

WTF?There are still [-] points, and she doesn't even have a mantissa!

She wore straw sandals and slid all the way down, as happy as a child playing on a slide for the first time.

However, there was dew at this time, and after a short while, her lower body was ruined, her trousers were wet, and her feet were a little cold. After looking down for a few times, Miss Wen sighed and complained to the system: [Tell me about you It's fine to let me slip into some rich and powerful daughter's story, am I the kind who can suffer? 】

system:【……】

You deserve your sudden death!
Of course, Wen Xiaomei understands that she can survive thanks to the existence of a system, and her life is not so smooth, otherwise she would not have died early.

She supported the tree next to her and continued to walk down.

The trees on the mountain didn't know what they were, but when she looked up, she saw that the leaves were dense, but not a single fruit could be seen.

Take two steps and rest for 2 minute.

Day is bright.

Wen Xiaomei saw the sunrise and chased after it to see it, but it was all covered by trees, and she only saw a little bit.

She was so angry that she kicked a small tree, but the small tree didn't ruin her dew.

When a person is unlucky, drinking water will clog his teeth.

Not to mention that Wen Xiaomei was acting as a demon herself.

Looking at the dots on the clothes, Wen Xiaomei was a little crazy, and continued to go down the mountain with her mouth pursed.

Wen Xiaomei kept her head down and looked at the ground, in case she would fall, she didn't notice that there was a chicken on the left flapping its wings and flying towards this side. The chicken's beak was torn in half, and blood dripped down little by little.

She stepped on a sharp piece of gravel and tilted her foot sideways.

Suddenly, something dripped on his forehead. He thought it was water drops from a leaf, so he raised his hoe and hit it in the air.

"Hey!"

Wen Xiaomei touched her forehead and looked up to see a pheasant falling from the sky and landed in front of her.

And such a good thing?

She got up and moved her ankles, jumped towards the pheasant, and sat down with her hands on the ground.

When you see a bloody pheasant, you know someone is catching it.

Immediately said to the system: [Ah Tong, hurry up and figure out how much this pheasant can sell for? 】

System: [Can't be sold, it's not a private property! 】

Miss Wen gritted her teeth.

She stretched out her hand in disgust and grabbed the pheasant. Her hoe hit it so accurately that the head of the chicken was almost broken.

But something is better than nothing.

Miss Wen happily took out the pannier, and was about to put it down, when she saw a familiar figure approaching from the other side, and he was holding a sickle with blood on it.

Huo Mao, I saw her: "..."

He didn't expect that little sister Wen really came up the mountain.

And let her miss it.

Wen Xiaomei's eyeballs rolled around, and she smirked at him and said, "Comrade Huo is also here to play wild. I'm lucky. A blind cat has met a dead mouse."

Huo Mao grimaced, turned around and was about to leave.

Miss Wen put on her back basket, picked up a hoe and chased after him: "Don't go, Comrade Huo, I wonder if you can clean up this chicken for me, we can have half of each."

"no need."

"If you want it, you will have a share."

Huo Mao quickened his pace, wishing he could fly to the foot of the mountain immediately with his wings on.

Seeing him walking fast, Miss Wen started running too, completely forgetting that she had sprained her foot, and she groaned in pain after two steps, and sat down on the ground directly: "Comrade Huo, my foot hurts, can you help me?" I will."

Huo Mao didn't stop, but walked faster.

He felt that Wen Xiaomei was very scheming and good at pretending. With her, he was more likely to suffer.

However, he walked a little bit, and didn't hear any movement behind him.

It was only then that she felt that her screams should be real.

Huo Mao made mental preparations on the spot, and then walked back.

From a distance, I saw Miss Wen curled up into a ball, with red eyes, tears in her eyes, rubbing her ankle coquettishly, and muttering in her mouth: "It's too unlucky, I won't have any bad luck, right? I just want to pick up It’s just cheap! I haven’t done anything bad.”

A soft voice came into Huo Mao's ears.

Huo Mao raised his eyebrows, thinking: You also know that you got a bargain.

But he did not catch it, so the chicken flew away.

Thinking of the convenience that the bicycle brought him this week, he moved himself, raised his foot and walked to Xiaomei Wen's side, and saw that her ankle was red and swollen, which looked terrible on the white and tender skin.

Wen Xiaomei burst into tears: "Comrade Huo..."

"Wait." Huo Mao searched to the side, picked a few weeds from among the weeds, ground them up with a stone, and stuck them on her.

"What is this? Medicine?" Wen Xiaomei asked curiously as she saw that he had posted it twice, and her feet were even dirtier.

Huo Mao glanced at her like an idiot: "It can reduce swelling."

Wen Xiaomei looked at it in surprise: "Can it be sold?"

Huo Mao: "..."

He tore a long leaf and tied it for her.

Grab her hand and let her lie on his back.

When he got up, Miss Wen hooked his back basket with one hand.

(End of this chapter)