Little Fubao from the farmhouse takes space to flee famine

Chapter 86 The General's Dream

"My darling, did the tiger you beat up get hurt?"

Fang Cuihua looked at the little girl up and down, for fear of getting hurt.

"Don't worry, the herbs are dug up in the mountains, and tiger skin is a good thing." An Ran remembered that every bandit leader in the mountains would have a tiger skin chair, which looked powerful and domineering.

"Little sister, you can take me with you next time. I want to hunt tigers too." Wen Ming showed off his muscles and picked up the tiger on the ground with one hand.

An Ran put down the small backpack, there were so many tigers in the mountains.

"Sister A Ling, these are fresh herbs dug up today, we will plant these, and we will dry them in the sun."

The girl with a high ponytail picked up the fresh herbs in the bamboo basket, found a clay pot, filled it with special soil, transplanted the herbs into the clay pot, and planted those with well-developed root systems in a special medicinal field.

A Ling is more confident and calm than she was when she was young. Furong has a beautiful face and sharp eyes. She has learned a lot of kung fu from Lei Jian, a half-hearted person, and her temperament is more capable and heroic.

Wen Ming carried a large piece of wood on his shoulder. As soon as the piece of wood fell to the ground, Wen Yuan began to measure the size.

The two of them were older among the children. Wen Ming was eating at the age of seventeen, and his appetite was increasing day by day.

Wen Yuan was only one year younger, and the two of them had a youthful spirit and full of energy. They spent every day thinking about how to repair Wangshan Tower.

Grandpa said, let everyone go out of the mountain after the Wangshan Tower is repaired.

"Brother, aren't you and your uncle building Wangshan Tower? How about it? I'll go take a look."

"Little sister, be careful, it's not finished yet."

Wen Ming chased after him, where did the little girl go?

We safely climbed to the top of Wangshan Tower. This floor has not yet been completed. It is eighteen stories high and took three years to build.

Standing on it, you can have a panoramic view. The broken hair on An Ran’s temples is blown up by the wind. When the sun sets, there is a huge red disc. Birds fly slowly from one side of the mountain to the other. Maybe you can see a different world.

"Little sister, let's go down and take a look. It's too dangerous here." Wen Ming didn't dare to get close. He saw the little girl's feet hanging outside, shaking slightly.

"Brother, do you want to go out?" An Ran asked seriously. These teenagers should have their own world.

Wen Ming looked into the distance, of course he thought about it, although the days in the mountains are peaceful and comfortable, and the mountains are interesting, but he always has a dream in his heart.

He could always dream of the general that his grandfather told them about when he was a child, wearing armor and fighting in all directions.

An Ran listened to what her elder brother said seriously, her eyes filled with expectations and fantasies about how handsome she would look like riding a horse and raising a gun.

"Brother, let me show you something."

An Ran took the young man's hand, went to the next floor, and took out the handsome armor that had been in her place for many years.

"Wow! This armor is so cool!"

Wen Ming stroked it lovingly with his hands and couldn't wait to put it on and try it on.

"How is it? It feels a bit bigger, it's okay, little girl, tell me if you look good, it would be great if you have a long gun."

An Ran smiled, but the elder brother's height and waist still couldn't support this mighty and domineering armor.

"Brother, it would be great if we go out and build our own world." An Ran has a dream in her heart, she doesn't want to be a frog at the bottom of a well, the great rivers and mountains of the world are waiting for her to see.

"Of course, little sister, I'll write down whatever you want in the future, and keep what you say."

Wen Ming lay on the guardrail, looking forward to doing something in the future and becoming famous all over the world.

"It's time to eat!"

Wenhua yelled at the top of his throat, but every time he ate, the little girl was nowhere to be seen.

"What are you going to eat today?" An Ran patted Wen Hua from behind, put his hands behind his back, smelled the smell in the air, and asked me to guess, today is fried eggs with tomatoes, braised pork ribs with potatoes, and fried bacon with garlic sprouts.

An Ran looked at the food on the table, and sure enough, he guessed it right. The ribs were stewed until they fell off the bones, and the soup splashed out in his mouth, leaving a fragrant aroma all over his teeth.

"I don't know what to do. Go wash your hands and eat with chopsticks."

Li Zhenxiang saw that her daughter directly picked up a piece of long ribs with her bare hands, and the food was delicious, she didn't look like a girl.

"Coal, go get your bowl quickly."

Little Heizi was very clever. He took out the bowl he had put behind him with his mouth and swung his tail to wait for feeding.

An Ran chewed off half of the meat from the long ribs and left the other half to Xiao Heizi.

Little Heizi's teeth are very good, and he can bite bones into pieces and then swallow them. His black fur is shiny and he has a strong physique.

Father Wang and Grandpa Lu were peeling peanuts, their faces glowing, and they were enjoying a drink.

"This is the first time I've made this bacon today. It's not bad. Aunt Hua, please try it quickly."

"Stop pinching, they are all piled up, eat quickly, eat quickly." Grandma Hua smiled broadly. She has gained weight in the past few years and is full of blessings.

"Mom, I don't eat fat!"

The girl who spoke raised her little mouth and put the large pieces of meat in the bowl back onto the plate.

"I'm used to you. I didn't have to eat it before, but now I know how to be naughty."

Meishi scolded her little daughter. The girl was getting more and more squeamish, refusing to eat this or that.

"If you eat, you will gain weight. If you gain weight, you won't look good." As she spoke, Fang Yuexin looked at Lei Jian, who was immersed in eating. Brother Jian would not like her if she gained weight. She would become beautiful.

"Why are you so skinny? Look at Wen Zhen, how happy she is when she is fat. Only when she has fat on her face is she blessed." Seeing her daughter looking at the guy opposite her from time to time, Mei Shi naturally knew this about Xiao Jiujiu.

"Little sister, I'll give you this rib. It has a lot of meat on it." Wen Ming picked up a big piece of ribs. It was full of essence, and the fat and thin were evenly matched.

An Ran looked at the waistband of her pants that had just been loosened, and hiccuped~ She really couldn't eat anymore.

"Hey! Why did you give it to him again? I gave it to you. Clip it back."

Wen Ming stretched out his bowl and tried to pick up the ribs in Lei Jian's bowl.

"My little sister gave this to me, and now I've bitten it." Lei Jian picked up the ribs in his hand and flashed, making Wen Ming unable to catch them.

"Hey, it's just a piece of ribs. I'll make a big pot for you tomorrow."

Wen Ming was furious, this is not ribs or ribs, well, this is what he put in for my little sister, who likes to eat this most.

"Brother, look at my stomach, I'm really full." She gave it to Lei Jian only because Brother Jian is really good at eating, and she carefully found that everyone would first pick up food for their favorite person, and no one would pick up food for Lei Jian Vegetables, every time she picks them up for him.

"It's your turn to do the dishes today."

After the meal is full, the washing of the dishes is done by these children, in groups of two.

Of course An Ran was not among them. He took a walk to digest food and teased the cats on the ground with the large cat teaser stick in his hand.

"Sister Aling, you are reading again."

Li Aling nodded, and when she finished reading the book, she was going to put the kung fu learned yesterday into practice.

An Ran also took out a book and tinkered with his own prescription.

"Sister Wenzhen, these are washed jujubes."

Xiang Xiangyun climbed up to the large walkway on the second floor with the plate in his hand. The sound of the waterfall outside was still there. Rich and fragrant honeysuckle bloomed around half of the buttress wall, with yellow and white ones intertwined among the green leaves.

On the stage, those who read books read books, those who fiddled with herbs fiddled with herbs, and those who played chess played chess.

Wen Jing sat upright under the bright light and began to practice calligraphy, with thin beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.

(End of this chapter)