How Can a Woman Have Fun in Farming?

because……

pat~pat~

The tears really kept rolling down like pearls with broken strings.

It's like pressing a button.

The cyanotic pupils were quickly covered with moisture, and gathered into water droplets one by one.

It fell on the snow and turned into black spots.

"Suddenly... so sad."

Emilia raised her hand to touch her tears, and looked at Lu Yuan with cyanotic eyes.

"But...why...it's not the first time."

The tone of the silver-haired girl seemed to be a little confused. It was not the first time she had experienced such a thing of being kicked out.

"Obviously everything was very happy...why did it disappear all of a sudden?"

Confused, I began to ask myself questions.

"Why do you suddenly hate the boss...he obviously...obviously helped me a lot..."

"I should hate myself for hating my boss."

"I hate it, I hate it, I hate it..."

"But... Lu Yuan clearly said that I am very good-looking... I... I..."

He raised his head blankly and looked at Lu Yuan in front of him.

Tears welled up in the girl's cyan eyes.

At the end, there was no more words at all, just looking at Lu Yuan who kept crying.

The silver-haired witch was sad.

She wanted to find someone to complain about, someone to vent her anger on, but when she searched for it, she found that she couldn't find anyone.

Even she herself, who used to be used as the object of complaints, became unable to be used for complaints because of the distance.

As a result, he was dazed and confused, and let the tears flow down continuously.

Lu Yuan stood beside Emilia, while Parker was suspended beside Lu Yuan.

One person and one cat, the two guys didn't say much at this time.

Just patted Emilia on the back, so quietly, listening to the soliloquy and crying with her.

End of this chapter

The sun began to rise.

A new day begins again.

In the house of sisters Alice and Werther in the past, the smell of meat came out every morning, noon and night.

When bursts of warming heat gushed out of their house, melting the snow.

From ridicule to envy, from complaint to jealousy.

It doesn't take long at all.

If you can accept the witch's gift at the beginning, you are destined to bring disaster to comfort yourself.

Then as time goes by, their days are still going well.

As you get hungry, they gradually increase the amount of meat they eat.

It was obvious where everything was going.

It seems that someone has had the idea of ​​stealing.

But after the Roald sisters practiced the powerful crossbow naked in front of everyone.

All thoughts were thrown back into their stomachs.

The Roald sisters who were born as refugees are no less ruthless than wild beasts in the forest.

Watching the former downcast standing on a high place.

Adults can still restrain themselves because of tradition or face, and try to show disgust on their faces.

But what about children whose ideas are not firm?

On the second day after Lu Yuan left, he already had a child, and began to hide from the adults, sneaking to the side of the house to warm up and smell the meat.

When Alice Roald was cooking at noon every day, she could see the children who kept sniffing at their house from outside the door.

Of course Alice would not drive these people away.

She would even change the stewed meat to roasted meat frequently, so that the aroma of the meat became more intense.

And that's all.

The girl named Veit Roald usually keeps a cold face according to the script at this time.

Complaints and dissatisfaction with my sister's barbecue taste.

"If it's always barbecue, it's very greasy."

"And sister, your barbecue level is also very poor."

Because of his personality, Veitroald's crisp voice always carries a sense of seriousness and always sounds extra convincing.

And it is precisely because of this persuasiveness.

Among the children squatting in front of Roald's house, there would always be a few of them who silently turned and left at this moment.

It's just that by the next day, there were still quite a few that should come.

Over time, the location of the front door of Roald's house could even lead to private duels among small children.

……

Kevin is a kid in a small town.

Due to faster growth, his figure is much stronger than normal children.

As the most able to play, he naturally won the area on the edge of Roald's house with the most warm air leakage and the most meaty smell.

Today's Kevin is still the same as a few days ago, smelling the smell of meat, blowing warm air, and playing games like hitting stones.

"Kevin is back?"

As soon as I got home, I heard my father's voice in my ear.

Kevin, who was notoriously fierce among children, instantly raised his back.

"Is mom back yet?"

Young Kevin looked up at his father.

"It should be soon."

"The grain is almost bottomed out, and the caravan hasn't arrived yet."

"You and your mother can eat today's meal."

The father sitting on the wooden bed looked up at Kevin and spoke.

He is weaving some kind of cloth with some proficiency.

Mother was originally in charge of weaving, but because father accidentally broke his leg while hunting, mother had to take over the job of hunter.

There are many families like Kevin in the whole town.

Luckily among them, mothers like Kevin held up the girder.

And unfortunately, probably the mother never came back, or their father was not lucky and only had a broken leg.

Incomplete single parents walk into the forest in order not to drag their children down.

The remaining children survived by the roots of the surrounding trees and the support of the people around them, and finally re-entered the forest when they grew up enough.

This is the custom and tacit understanding of the whole town for a long time.

The silent Kevin glanced at Bu's father's broken leg, and then moved away as quickly as possible.

If he was caught looking at that place, his father would immediately become irritable.

Kevin thought so in his heart.

Then silently began to clean up the dust in the house.

Kevin, who is domineering in front of outsiders, is honest like a monkey at home.

Mother will be back soon.

This time, he even brought back a mountain rabbit the size of a palm.

White fur, red eyes, and somewhat sharp teeth.

Set aside some plants from the woods.

The mother gave the mountain rabbit to the father.

Hunters of the past skillfully skinned, boned, fleshed, and eviscerated.

Preservable teeth, bones and fur are actually the most precious compared to meat, and it is said that they can be made into expensive weapons in the hands of some magicians.

When the caravan passed by again, the family could exchange the hoarded items for food from each other.

In the past, it was usually possible to exchange food for 1-2 months.

But since his father became lame, the amount that their family can exchange now is less than half a month, and it is common for them to be hungry.

The night gradually fell, and the moonlight shrouded the earth.

Today's parents are a little happy because of the meat.

The two sat by the roaring fire, chatting about a few things that had come and gone.