When Song Weimin ran out of the house, what he saw was a group of teenagers who were smashed by their own sisters and screamed so badly, but they were stunned and didn't know how to react, and they couldn't even escape.

"Huanxi?" he couldn't help but shout at some confusion.

Huanxi clapped his hands and said to Song Aiguo and Song Jingye beside him: "Let's go, let's go back to the wheat field and continue to pick up the ears." ”

Song Aiguo and Song Jingye nodded again and again, looking at Huanxi's eyes full of admiration.

It wasn't until he walked to the ground that Song Weimin reacted, grabbed Huanxi and asked, "Just now...... Did you stone those guys?"

Huanxi glanced at him and said, "Otherwise, you can beat them?"

"It's not ......" Song Weimin glared and said, "How dare you ......"

In front of people outside the Zhou family, Huanxi is not cowardly, but she is also a shy little girl. And generally, little girls are afraid of boys who are older than themselves.

In the past, Huanxi was very restrained in front of those half-grown children in the village, let alone smashing people with stones.

Huanxi knew Song Weimin's suspicions, but she didn't plan to explain, anyway, he couldn't guess that he had borrowed the corpse to resurrect his soul. As for the character disguised as the original, she didn't even think about this kind of thing for a second.

For two lifetimes, the cruelty of life has only taught her to achieve her goals in a roundabout way, but she has never thought of changing her disguise.

Although Song Weimin still has a lot of doubts, when he arrives at the ground, he can only honestly pick up the tassels, but from time to time he looks at Huanxi.

Huanxi was so annoyed that she couldn't do anything, it was not easy to do anything in the first place, no matter how cold this person looked, she didn't dare to make more spikes!

Unable to help it, she turned her head and glared at him fiercely.

Until she turned her head, Song Weimin was still a little stunned, and just ...... glared at him with joy?

Moreover, the expression is still fierce?

When the sun went down, the group went back to make dinner. is still the same as in the past, happy to burn the fire, Song Weimin stir-fried.

- In fact, Huanxi will burn fire in her previous life, she burned it when she was a child, but she will burn bud rice stalks and sorghum stalks, but in order to save wheat straw and straw, Songjiazhuang will go to the mountains to pick up dry firewood, burn as much dry firewood as possible, and only use wheat straw and straw to start a fire. The saved straw can be used to fill pillows to make beds, which can be used to make a big deal in the winter if there is not enough cotton, and also to lay this for the livestock when it is cold. Dry firewood is burned more than bud rice poles, especially the dry firewood of the Song family is cut by Song Weiguo on the mountain, he also picked up the coarse chop, throwing a handful of dry firewood can be a few minutes to do nothing, but the dry firewood is not easy to control the fire, stir-fry and cook porridge is good, it is always easy to burn when you cook rice, although the pot is also delicious, but it is overburned into black...... It doesn't taste good. At this time, everyone was reluctant to eat, even if it was burned into charcoal, it would have to be eaten.

asked Song Erzhu and Song Weiguo about them, and they couldn't tell why. Today, Huanxi specially asked my aunt for some experience, and she knows how not to burn the rice.

Song Weimin's cooking skills are just like that, less oil and more salt - because there are fewer dishes and more people, so in order to be able to eat more, everyone is used to stir-frying the dishes a little salty. In the past two months, I have long been accustomed to eating in front of a bowl of fried leeks.

She thinks the most amazing thing is that she has never seen less and less oil, but the salt in her house is more and more used. Later, I found out that the family only used gauze to take up the oil to wipe the pot when stir-frying, and did not add water when turning back to stir-fry, and when the vegetables were served, the vegetable juice with oil would be poured back into the oil bowl.

Huanxi was speechless about this, she didn't care about the problem of cleanliness, she just thought, no wonder the dishes at home are always dry!

"Little brother, your fried food is so unpalatable, I'll cook it in the future." At the dinner table, Huanxi proposed.

"Of course it's not good without meat. Song Weimin glared at her and said, "Can you get on the stove?"

Huanxi ignored him and went directly: "Anyway, I will cook the dishes in the future, and you will burn the fire." ”

Song Weimin originally wanted to say a few words to her, but when he thought of the events of the day, he stopped thinking about it again, turned his head to Song Erzhu and said, "Second uncle, Huanxi smashed Song Gang and them with a stone today?"

Hearing this, Song Erzhu was stunned, "Why?"

"They snatched the tassels we picked up. Huanxi looked back.

"That's smashed!" Song Erzhu said.

"It's not. Song Weimin said: "It's not what you think of the second uncle, Song Gang and they are still chasing me, and before they have time to rob it, Huanxi smashed them with stones." ”

"Isn't that good?" Song Sanzhu swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "It's too late to smash it when it's robbed." ”

Song Weimin only felt tired, "It's not ......" but he didn't know how to explain it, as if he had said everything he had to say?

Why do you always feel like something is wrong?

"Sister Huanxi, today's is amazing! Song Gang and the others later saw that we didn't dare to come to grab the spike. On the side, Song Aiguo said.

That's a good thing.

In the countryside, adults don't help children fight, especially if there is a reason for it. Joy is the best in their opinion, and it can't be done if a girl is too easy to bully.

At this moment, Song Gang and others had a similar experience to Song Weimin, when they complained to their parents, they were all not taken seriously, and their reaction was probably like this-

"Being smashed by a little girl, do you still have the face to say?"

"What are you telling me for? Do you still want Lao Tzu to find a place for you?"

"Look at your little bit of talent!"

"You deserve to be smashed!"

……

Compared with Song Weimin, their mood is ...... It's even more loveless.

Do you feel like your arms are smashed and bruised?

Now when I think back to that little girl's eyes, I feel stunned, it's just evil!

After dinner, Song Erzhu and the others took a little rest and continued to go to work, and before leaving, Huanxi boiled a large pot of water, so that everyone soaked their feet and went to work.

Sister Song said that she was wasting firewood, but the smile on her face couldn't be hidden.

When the adults were gone, Huanxi and Song Weimin packed up the dishes and chopsticks, locked the door and let the patriots play in the hall, and then went back to the room by themselves.

Plugging the door, she took out the malt milk essence hidden under the bed, and opened the lid by the light, and then, a strange scene appeared, only to see that the malt milk essence, which was originally only eight or nine points full, began to increase, and did not stop until it was all sharp.

Huanxi felt a little dizzy in her head, and had to sit down and rest for a while before continuing to do what she had planned to do.

The six bowls that had been prepared on the side were laid out one by one, and the joy began to soak malt cream.

Not to mention, as soon as the hot water is boiled, the sweet taste of malt milk essence can't stop spreading. I'm happy that I haven't eaten anything good, but I can't help but start to secrete saliva.

There's no way, if anyone eats a tasteless and meatless meal for two months, she will also be hungry, and she wants to dip some sugar into her mouth when she sees it these days.