The talented lady is busy farming

Chapter 30 The Hunt Continues
Zhao Ning looked at the back of Xia Wan who was going away, and wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back. He just promised Xia Wan that to believe her, Zhao Ning didn't want to break his promise, and Zhao Ning felt that although Xia Wan only had She is eight years old, but she doesn't think of a child at all in terms of thinking and behavior. I should be able to trust her a little more, and trust her a little more.

Zhao Ning is not idle at home. Although he can't do heavy work, he can still do simple work, such as organizing things more reasonably.

Xia Wan was carrying a small basket on her back, humming a little song, and walked up the mountain along the road she had walked before. After she had food in her stomach, it was different. She walked more briskly, which made Xia Wan more sure that this Xia family The big girl herself may be strong, but she has never been full, and she has not been discovered.

Adding that I have traveled through time, the strength is even greater. After figuring out this trick, Xia Wan no longer struggles, and enters the mountain along the place where I have made traces before. There are no guns, not even bows and arrows. Xia Wan relied on her own brute strength and the accuracy deeply engraved in her mind, before the sun went down, she managed to fill up the pannier she was carrying in front of her. The inside was fluffy and moved moving.

Not only this, Xia Wan also carried a small bundle of dry firewood on her back, and this spring night was also cold, Xia Wan wanted to come out to warm up by a charcoal fire, she found in Da Nizi's memory that people here would be bored with charcoal At night, she used the brazier to keep warm. She walked far away, and no one went to collect firewood, so she quickly picked up a large bundle. Many.

Zhao Ning was looking around at the entrance of the village. When he saw Xia Wan coming back, he hurried up to greet him, "Why did you come back? Are you okay? Everything is a trivial matter. If something happens to you, I, me, how can I tell you?" Parents explain?" Zhao Ning's words came to his lips, and they were swallowed back, and became what they are now.

"I went a little farther and came back to pick up firewood, so it's late, let's go, let's go home." Xia Wan knew that Zhao Ning was a bit awkward, so she accepted his worries for the time being.

Zhao Ning originally wanted to say a few words to let Xia Wan know the importance, but when he heard the word "go home", Zhao Ning pursed his lips and didn't say anything, but just helped to support Xia Wan's back Ganchai, the word home, he never knew what it meant, he hoped to have a home with Xia Wan.

"Zhao Ning, I think we should make a stove and then a kang. We can't cook in the yard all the time, what do you think?" Xia Wan fiddled with the firewood under the earthen pot, the inside was still the same as noon, The chicken soup I made, Xia Wan wanted to take out the chicken and sprinkle a little salt, and then use the chicken soup to make porridge, but there was no way, they only had a jar sent by Mrs. Wang for cooking.

"Well, you're right, but what is a kang? What does it have to do with the stove?" Zhao Ning agreed to Xia Wan's proposal, but he really didn't know what this kang was.

Xia Wan blinked her eyes twice, and recalled the memories of Da Nizi again, it seems that there is really no such thing as a kang in this place, she usually sleeps on a wooden bed, fortunately it is not too cold in winter, and the snow is not too heavy Thick, it should be similar to the North China Plain, or the climate of the first generation in Shandong, but it is still cold at night. If there is a kang, it will be much warmer, especially thinking about Zhao Ning's physique, who can't stand the cold .

(End of this chapter)