Little Fubao from the farmhouse takes space to flee famine

Chapter 121 Death to face
The green smoke dissipated, and the woman extinguished the unburned wood in the ashes. The scarlet charcoal fire that burned the wood was placed in a small stove.

Bury two slender sweet potatoes in a small stove, fill it with charcoal, sprinkle a layer of fire ash on top, and cover it with a layer of peanuts.

The woman brought the food to the main room. Originally there were only two men, but now the table was filled with men.

The men chatted at the table, gulped down tea, and waited for the big dishes to be served.

"These peanuts need to be charred to make them fragrant." One of the people picked up the charred peanuts from the stove and picked them all up as soon as they were put on the table.

The woman rolled her eyes at these bastards who were fighting against the autumn wind. They really came here just because they smelled it. Fortunately, only half of the two kilograms of meat was cooked, and these fools could eat it all.

"Brother Shanhe, it's just this, it's not enough to squeeze between your teeth. You see, I've brought wine, so I have to eat it to my heart's content. Don't you look down on us?"

Shanhe looked at the food on the table. There must be less than two kilograms of food here. This woman actually hid it secretly. How can she save her face?

"Go and do the rest. Do it all. Go quickly." Shanhe ordered. Today was the day when he was feeling proud. It was the first time that so many people came to his house for dinner. He couldn't be shabby.

"What are you doing standing there! Go get it!"

The woman stood still. This man who had been stabbed a thousand times refused to eat even after eating. He wanted to save face and suffer. These gangsters all came here for these two kilograms of meat. They thought they were so proud that they patted their butts after eating. Just left.

"I can't bear to give my brother something to eat. Hey, let's not be bored anymore. Let's go."

Shanhe was in a hurry, and this damn woman was so used to trying to lose face by raising a broom to beat him.

The woman was frightened, cursed a few words, and retreated to the kitchen. The fist hit her body just now was painful. When she saw her son pulling down her trousers, she felt angrier for some reason as she looked at him.

"Go away! Go find your father outside! Get out!"

The kid with a round head didn't know why his mother was angry, but he didn't go out because there was a weird uncle who was giving acupuncture outside.

An Ran felt a ray of light, and the woman in an apron untied the rope that had been tied to her.

"Go to work! Get these out, hurry up!"

An Ran placed an armful of firewood in his hand and moved his right foot gently, with some scattered herbs on it.

In fact, her right foot can already walk. The herbs on it are just that she doesn't want to be exposed. She just needs to recuperate her left leg for two or three days.

"Sister, sister." The little kid followed An Ran, always trying to hold her hand by the hem of her clothes.

"Come here, who is your sister? She is the bitch your father brought back. Where is your sister? Next time you scream, I will sew your mouth shut."

An Ran looked at this woman, was she a powder keg?Why do you speak so irritably every day, and pinch and scold your own son?

An Ran looked at the small stove. There were two pots, one of which was clean and the other was cooking some pig food.

"Hurry up! We are waiting outside, bring out all the good things to entertain you."

Shanhe raised the curtain to serve the food. He was drinking happily outside, but the food was almost at the bottom. He saw An Ran lighting the fire, so he had nothing to say.

After the man left, the woman began to curse, urge, and rush to reincarnate.

Despite the scolding, An Ran still watched the woman cook the food and take it out. It didn't look very good, but fortunately it was oily and watery.

After the food was delivered, the woman prepared her own food and sat on the kitchen stool to eat.

An Ran watched the woman eat, where is mine?

The burning gaze made the woman look over. She took out a bowl with a gap in the cabinet, walked to the pot where the pig food was made, scooped out half of the bowl and brought it over.

"Eat! Let me tell you, from now on in our house you are only worthy of eating this. Don't even think about fine clothes and food. Just treat your previous life as your last life."

An Ran looked at the pig food in the bowl. At least they took a bowl to pretend that it was wrong and didn't throw it directly on the ground.There are some wild vegetables and wheat bran inside, and some of them are hard to tell what they are. They are not bandits who are robbing homes, and their lives are not that good.

"Go out and entertain Miss Yingying. Go quickly and don't keep people waiting."

Shan He raised the curtain, and for some reason the noble Miss Ying Ying came to them and said she wanted clothes, but refused to come in.

When she heard that she was the daughter of the head of the family, the woman straightened up her appearance and ran out. If she neglected the little ancestral house, she would even knock it down.

Seeing them all going out, An Ran collected the food in the bowl and ate it himself.

"Rice, rice, rice." The child saw the empty bowl with nothing in it.

The ball-headed kid picked up An Ran's bowl and placed it next to the stove with the bench where his mother had just been sitting.

An Ran stood up, this was to give her some food, but goodbye, not to get angry if the tigress came back.

"Sister, eat it!" The child on the small bench didn't know how to use a shovel, so he took the bowl and scooped it directly into the pot.

An Ran jumped over on one foot to stop her, but she knew it was too late. The woman outside went out in a hurry and came back in a hurry.

"What are you doing! Are you stealing? Come down!"

The woman pulled her son off the bench and used a spatula to hit An Ran on the head. This bitch learned to ask his son to steal food for her in just one day.

"You still dare to resist, I can't deal with you, right?"

Ouch!The woman was lying on the ground with a shovel, screaming in pain and calling for help.

An Ran just let go of the shovel she hit, but she pulled it so hard that she fell to the ground.

"Hurry up, Yingying is still waiting."

Another woman came into the kitchen, with a white jade hairpin on her head and rich makeup. I didn't know but thought she was the woman from Fireworks Willow Alley.

"Okay, okay, this little hoof is very disobedient and as strong as a cow. I'm about to ask her to take it off."

The woman was impatient and couldn't handle such a small thing. The kitchen smelled so bad that she fanned it with her hand.

It's really useless if you can't cure such a small thing.

An Ran looked closely at the woman who came in before her. She seemed to be alone, yes!She looks like the one from her hometown...the woman who beat Brother Six with a brick when she was a child.

Why is she here?That's right, it's her. Her appearance has not changed at all after so many years. The traces of time have only made the nasolabial folds deeper.

"We, Yingying, have taken a fancy to your clothes and used the toys for her to make fabrics. If you know better, just take them off yourself and don't let others do it, otherwise you will be the one who suffers later."

Use your mouth first and then your actions. If you know the time, take it off yourself. If you have a stubborn temper, take care of it.

An Ran looked at the situation outside. She couldn't wear these clothes without taking them off, but she couldn't give them in vain.

The Yingying they talk about outside is the daughter of the boss here, and these women are all trying to please her.

"Okay, pretty lady, I'll take it off myself and give it to Miss Yingying." She would not lose two pieces of meat even if she said nice things. She wanted to find an opportunity to catch the unruly kid outside.

The woman was naturally happy when she heard the words of patting the horse. It was indeed clever, so that she would not waste any more words.

But the little girl's features looked very familiar, as if she had seen her before somewhere.

(End of this chapter)