A businesswoman with a sharp edge, a genius cultivator

Chapter 3 Dust Baby
She knew that my uncle would definitely not want them to stay here and would definitely let her into the village.

Sure enough, the uncle hurriedly said, "Go, go! Clean up your broken copper and iron, and don't say how harsh our Xiushui Village treats you three children."

"Village chief, I'll follow her, and I'll take good care of her." The uncle hurriedly begged for orders, running more attentively than anyone else.

Although Zixi's house is not big, after they leave, as their uncle, he can still occupy the house and raise a few piglets, but he can't let this little girl destroy the house.

"Okay, you follow." The village chief waved his hand, and then warned Ye Ze and the two, "You must leave the entrance of Xiushui Village before sunset today, otherwise we will not show mercy."

Looking at the active figure of his uncle with cold eyes, Zixi smiled coldly and entered the village.

In Xiushui Village, the houses in the village are all built with earth foundations, and the roofs of better families are covered with tiles, but like the Zixi family, there is no main labor force, and it is all supported by Zixi Niang. Yes, the roof is only straw.

The ancestral home of the tile house left by the grandfather was taken over by the uncle's family. It took Zixi Niang two months to build such a small room, which was divided into two halves with rags, and the larger half was the bedroom of the parents. , the small half is where Zixi sleeps, and a small stove is built next to it. It can be said that the life of a family of three is all in this one-room room of less than [-] square meters.

It was said to be packing, but it was just two pieces of patched clothes and a small scoop of overcooked beans.

"Have you packed it up? Leave as soon as you're done!" The uncle looked at Zixi impatiently. He was still waiting to send them away to buy piglets.

Zixi turned her head and glanced at him, the cold eyes made the latter feel uncomfortable, "You go out, I want to change clothes."

Stared at by Zixi, my uncle swallowed in fear and found his voice after a while, "Don't you wear this 360 days a year? Do you still have clothes to change?"

"Do you want us to stay in the village for you to take care of, or let us leave Xiushui Village, you think about it carefully." The threatening eyes fell on the uncle, who gritted his teeth, "Hmph!" Turned and left the house.

After confirming that there was no one at the door, Zixi squinted her eyes slightly, walked slowly to the stove and squatted down, frowning at the black bowl used to hold the flint.

There is only a palm-sized black bowl, the top is uneven, and covered with a thick layer of dirt. In the eyes of others, it must be a broken bowl that is worthless and discarded, but when Zixi looked over, he saw the bowl. A layer of blue aura lingers on the wall.

The aura flowed slowly, but it couldn't flow out of the bowl wall, which was very strange. Intuition told Zixi that this was not as simple as an ordinary broken bowl.

But why didn't I see this layer of blue aura before?Instead, you can find it with just a glance now?
Reaching out to remove the flint inside, Zixi took a closer look and found nothing special. She frowned, put the bowl in her arms, and then walked out with the half-jin of beans.

"Okay?" Uncle's disgusted eyes fell on Zixi, "It's not like that, heh, get out of the village quickly, don't embarrass yourself here again."

The sharp gaze shot over, and the uncle was so frightened that he stopped talking all of a sudden, staring his eyes and didn't know how to react, Zixi looked away for a long time, and his heart was beating non-stop.

"One day, I will make you regret it!" The faint voice floated in the air, the uncle stared, and Zixi's back had disappeared at the corner of the alley.

(End of this chapter)