The wild wife is busy farming in ancient times

Chapter 91
Looking at Qian Sisi, who was trembling with the fast meat, Xing felt even worse in his heart.

Fortunately, Qian Sisi didn't know that Xing was secretly scolding her for being hypocritical, if she knew, she would definitely scold her!

Is this the same as usual!

Although she is usually as busy as a spinning top, does she spend all day holding a stone and pestering things?
It's a pity that Qian Sisi didn't know what Xing was thinking, so she just missed a good opportunity to make a fuss and go crazy.

Eat and drink enough, of course, wash up and go to bed.

This is the standard ancient life.

First, no electricity, second, no internet, third, no entertainment, and fourth, no good partner for bragging and farting.

What can I do without sleep?
But when Qian Sisi woke up, it was midnight again.

His arm was so sore that he squeezed his arm, looking at the faint candlelight flickering, flickering on the top of the cave.

Qian Sisi didn't even know what to think about to be appropriate.

Is she a superman!
This anti-fatigue ability, if it was on Earth back then.

Tsinghua University and Peking University are all trivial things!

But why, you have to come here, you don't have to struggle to get inspired.

She really wants to call her mother!

You can't let her sleep more.

If this continues, will she die from overwork at a young age?

Hey······

Really, she's starting to wonder about her anatomy?

Having had enough of tossing and turning on the bed, Qian Sisi turned over and sat up.

But this time, his feet were not on the cold stone bed as before.

It's on warm velvet rabbit skin.

Only then did Qian Sisi realize that Xing and her Chuhehan boundary were gone.

Turning around and looking at her mattress, it was next to the cave wall, and when she turned her head, she saw Xing staring at her with misty eyes.

"Sorry for waking you up. You're sleeping, it's still early!" After saying that, Qian Sisi looked at Xing and closed her eyes, and then carefully got out of bed, took a candle and went to the next door.

When she turned out of the sleeping cave and came to the other side, and lit another candle in the cave, she looked at the bunch of red flowers on the table and realized what she had just said.

Nima!
The roles are messed up!
In the TV series, isn’t this line spoken by the male lead?
After finishing talking, go to the kitchen to prepare a loving breakfast?

Then carry it into the room, wake up the hostess, and taste it together after receiving the happy kiss from the hostess?
What about her?

When I was a child, I loved to watch Journey to the West, and I wanted to be Monkey King. Did I define myself as a man in my heart?
It's all my mother's fault!
In order to avoid seeing her, throw him to the old man, and what about the old man?Make up a basket and read Journey to the West.

As a result, she and her male classmates fought over whether Monkey King was better or Nezha was better.

The problem is, her chubby little corn stalk beat the chubby little fat guy to the ground.

Mom was summoned to hold a parent-teacher meeting, and by the way, she was escorted to apologize to others.

After returning, Journey to the West said goodbye to her.

Because her mother ordered her to only watch Princess Barbie, otherwise she would not watch or watch the news broadcast!

Let a child of a few years old watch the news broadcast without knowing that her mother is just thinking about it.

That brain circuit is really unmatched.

At least, few of her classmates watched the news broadcast before high school.

Qian Sisi, whose thoughts drifted far away, curled her lips, and finally blamed her unreliable mother for why she was so weird.

People don't all say that like a mother, like a daughter.

Her mother was probably like her when she was young.

So, Qian Sisi, you have nothing to worry about.

Qian Sisi's eyes sparkled with inexplicable fighting spirit.

Make fists with both hands, lift them up and pull them back hard, and cheer yourself up: "You are great, great!"

Shhh...

Did she piss herself off like that?

This is?

What are you thinking about, how her mother raised her, has nothing to do with her being stupid here now.

This is going in the direction of neurosis, right?

Hurrying to get rid of the mess in her mind, Qian Sisi lit a candle holder covered with a thigh-thick hollowed-out bamboo tube, and left the cave.

Go to the warehouse and get some eggs to cook.

To be dyed today.

If she dyes two bags of rabbit fur before the stars rise, then when the stars rise, she will go into the forest to pick the yellow orchids she saw when she met the snake.

Because she found that it is not practical to use pumpkin flowers. One, she has not found any vegetables except dried bamboo shoots, and the other pumpkin flowers do not lose any color when cooking soup.

She was a little reluctant to waste it, so she could only harm Na Lanhua.

Fortunately, the orchids are not in bloom, and new seedlings will grow.

What she was worried about in the past, and accidentally plucked and exterminated it, was superfluous.

Of course, it would be even better if you can find leaves of other colors, or flowers and plants.

You don't need to pestle it, it will be excellent once you boil it. She plans to dye all the rabbit fur.

In the snow season, there will be nine months of snow, and it may be impossible to wash the bedding once every ten and a half months like now.

and so.

White is not bad dirty ah!

With color, no discoloration is visible, and it's less uncomfortable to use for a few more days.

If enough red, yellow, and green are dyed, these colors can be mixed together to create other colors.

Then there will be no sweaters, quilts, and blankets all of the same color.

Carrying fifteen eggs, the more Qian Sisi thought about it, the smarter she felt, and even thought of coloring.

The depression of waking up too early is gone.

After happily cooking the eggs and boiling the water she drank today, Qian Sisi carried the flower juice to the river.

In the twelve large basins lined up in a row, use small bowls as measuring instruments. The first basin is half a bowl, and the second basin is one bowl at a time. From shallow to deep, twelve basins of red water with different shades are made.

Compared with the first pot, only a trace of powder can be seen.The last pot is the standard bright red.

It looks great in the candlelight.

It's a pity that most of the bucket of flower juice is gone after such a use.

If you want to mix red with other colors, you can only cook the color again.

But it is much easier to cook, she can cook salt, and if necessary, she may be able to cook out cubes!

Just, this brings up the good mood with so many colors.

When I threw the first ball of rabbit fur into the big basin and couldn't press it down, it was gone.

How could she have forgotten the high density of this hair.

Speechlessly pulled out a small ball, rubbed it hard, and waited until it was completely wet, then pulled out another ball and kneaded it.

But kneading like this is too slow.

So, Qian Sisi first put two lumps of dry rabbit fur into each big basin, then climbed into the big basin, and stepped on it directly with her feet.

If you keep stepping on it, it will get wet even if it is separated from water.

In this way, when the stars rose, she just jumped out of the last big basin.

And when she got out of the big basin, she jumped into the small river and washed her legs with a splash.

Yesterday's palm was red, today it's the whole leg!

Just a little under her animal skin skirt, just like wearing a pair of bright red stockings.

Terrifyingly scarlet.

Xing, who came to the riverside, saw that Qian Sisi kept rubbing but there was no light color, and her expressionless face suddenly turned dark.

Qian Sisi is very white, her whole body is white, the red stains her legs, white and red seem to divide the boundary.

　~New Year's Eve!Today is another year.I wish you all good health and wealth in the new year, and then you can give Yueyue a lot of flowers~
　　
　
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