After transmigrating into a stepmother, I transformed my whole family to work on farming

Chapter 142 has a name
Two figures walked out against the light.

"Who?" one of them asked quietly.

Qin Yao smiled, this voice was familiar to her, "Brother Yang, it's me, Qin Yao!"

"Ah?" Yang Da was really surprised and thought to himself, this is a coincidence.

He hurriedly called his son Yang Xu to come forward together. It was dark and he couldn't see clearly what the mother and son were dragging behind them. They could only smell a mixture of leaves and blood.

The father and son wanted to pick up the mother and son's tow truck, but Qin Yao hurriedly said: "No, it's too heavy for you to lift."

Yang Da and his son were stunned for a moment. The outstretched hand froze for a moment, and then he took it back for two seconds.

Qin Yao pushed Dalang out, who was mainly accompanying him, "Brother Xu, help me take care of this kid."

Dalang took off the vines on his shoulders, knowing that he was hindering his stepmother's efforts, and followed Yang Xu to take the first step.

Yang Da stayed behind and protected the two children to the fire.

Qin Yao finally appeared and placed the trailer next to the fire.

This place is the cave where Qin Yao stayed last year. Yang Da must have renovated it. The weeds at the entrance of the cave and the random branches in the cave have been cleared away. A low wall has been built with stones at the entrance of the cave, which just blocks the entrance of the cave. It plays a certain concealment role and is also convenient for making fire for cooking.

With the light, the prey on Qin Yao's tow truck revealed its original shape. The golden-brown tiger body scared Yang Da so much that he almost jumped up.

"You have encountered a tiger!" Yang Da exclaimed.

Qin Yao nodded and smiled modestly, "You're pretty lucky."

Yang Da: Am I asking you this? !
My eyes looked over the mother and son. Their clothes were dirty and messy, but there was no sign of injury at all. It was incredible.

Looking at the already cold tiger body on the trailer, Yang Da had a clearer understanding of Qin Yao's specific strength.

Dalang took off the sack that he had been carrying all the way and put it on the trailer. His heavy shoulders finally relaxed and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Isn't this a tiger's head?" Yang Xu pointed at the sack with the outline of a tiger's head and asked in shock.

Dalang hummed, "My aunt killed him."

As he spoke, he made a beheading motion with his hand, his face full of pride.

Yang Da and his son looked at each other with the same horrified expression on their faces.

Just as he was surprised, Qin Yao had already found a good seat for Da Lang to sit down, took out the pots and bamboo tubes, and used their fire to cook porridge.

"You also brought rice?" Yang Xu asked in surprise.

Dalang looked at him doubtfully, "What can you eat without rice?"

"This." Yang Xu took out a dry cake from a small bag on the ground. "It's convenient to bring dry food into the mountain. If we hadn't found this cave today, we wouldn't have dared to light such a big fire. The light of the fire would easily attract wild beasts."

When Dalang heard this, he thought to himself, this is how normal people go into the mountains to hunt.

Unlike them, who had started a fire since the first night in the mountains. Every time the stepmother lit a fire, she looked as if she was hoping for a wild beast to come, and her eyes glowed green.

However, they never encountered a beast attracted by the fire.

Yang Xu sat down opposite mother and son and asked Dalang curiously, "What is your name? Who are you, Madam Qin?"

Dalang glanced at Qin Yao and didn't know how to answer. He had no name and had been called Dalang since he was a child.

Qin Yao added the water in the bamboo tube to the mini pot filled with rice, covered the pot, thought about it, and replied with a smile:
"Ziwang, Liu Ziwang, my step-eldest son."

Yang Xu patted Dalang on the shoulder and pointed to the tiger corpse, "Are you afraid?"

Dalang Mu shook his head blankly, his mind filled with what Qin Yao just said: Ziwang, Liu Ziwang. "Why Ziwang?" The young boy added a piece of firewood to the fire and asked curiously in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Qin Yao shrugged, "That sounds good."

Dalang: "Oh."

It sounds good, a hundred times, no, a thousand times better than Liu Dalang!
Qin Yao glanced at him, grinning almost to her ears. She was so happy with just one name. She was still a child after all.

"What about them?" Dalang asked softly.

Qin Yao thought for a moment, "Hmm," "Zishu, Ziming, Pingling, go to school next year, and I will enroll you."

Dalang nodded happily. Erlang, Sanlang, and Si Niang would be extremely happy if they knew that the stepmother had given them nice names.

Qin Yao started humming when she saw him cooking porridge, and asked funnyly: "Are you so happy?"

"Yeah!" The little boy looked back at her, his eyes brighter than the moon in the sky.

Yang Da and Yang Xu had cleared half of the places in the cave. Yang Da came out of the cave and said to Qin Yao:
"You guys sleep inside at night, and Brother Xu and I take turns keeping watch."

"It's okay." Qin Yao blew on the white rice and bacon porridge handed over by Dalang, "I'll just keep watch all night, and you all sleep in a cave. It's more convenient this way."

Seeing that Yang Da wanted to refuse, Qin Yao pointed to the low wall and said, "If I'm sleepy, I can just squint here and stay by the fire to avoid freezing."

Seeing her insistence and knowing that she did have the strength, Yang Da stopped trying to persuade her and stopped her son, who wanted to have a mouthful of hot porridge, and went to pick up some firewood nearby so that Qin Yao could burn it at night.

After picking up the firewood, Qin Yao and Dalang also finished their dinner, contentedly teasing the little white-haired squirrel that fainted and woke up again.

Qin Yao tied its feet with a hemp rope. The little squirrel tried to escape, baring its teeth and squeaking anxiously and fiercely.

Yang Xu was so envious when he saw such a beautiful live squirrel. If his father had such ability, he would have been sitting at home as a young master.

"Liu Ziwang, your mother-in-law is too kind to you. She even caught a squirrel for you to play with."

"No, it's for sale." Dalang explained.

Qin Yao asked Dalang to watch the rope and not let the squirrel bite it. She turned to Yang Da and asked curiously: "Why are you two going into the mountain?"

Yang Da glanced at Dalang, "I'm not just like you, I want to take them out to practice."

Otherwise, no serious person would take these children with their fur even when hunting.

"It's you, you dare to take him into the mountains at such a young age, just in case something goes wrong." After saying this, Yang Da caught a glimpse of the tiger's body on the trailer from the corner of his eye, coughed twice uncomfortably, and waved his hands to say it was okay. .

"Ms. Qin, how about we come together tomorrow?" Yang Da enthusiastically invited, "I just want to learn a few tricks from you."

"No." Qin Yao refused. They brought prey and needed to get rid of it first.

As soon as Yang Xu heard that his father invited Qin Yao and his son, he looked over expectantly. When he heard Qin Yao's decisive refusal, he sighed with regret and said to Dalang with envy again:

"Zi Wang, I really envy you."

"What's wrong?" Yang Da'er is not deaf, "Your father and I have also fought tigers, and you are the only one who has chosen the master?"

Yang Xu was wronged, "Dad, I didn't say anything. Why are you so excited?"

Yang Da gouged out his son and said, "You bastard!"

Looking at the old man who takes the initiative to clean up the pots and pans after eating and even feeds the little squirrels, I feel envious that he has a good son.

(End of this chapter)