Chapter 266: Who fed it

After a while, Song Xinyi got up, only to feel that Fang Cai was like experiencing a dream, she silently patted the dust on her body and searched along the ground.

With great difficulty, she picked out two small sweet potatoes the size of taro from the most remote sweet potato field, and she wiped the soil on the haystack piled up on the ground, broke them into small pieces and sent them to the puppy's mouth.

The puppy just sniffed it and turned its head away, as if it didn't want to eat.

Song Xinyi was anxious, and whispered coaxing while stuffing it into its mouth.

"Little girl, eat quickly, you haven't eaten for a day, if you don't eat, you'll starve to death, be wronged today, I'll find you something delicious tomorrow."

"Woo......"

But the little dog just didn't want to eat, shook his little tail, walked to the side with his thick legs and climbed down, only looking at her with a pair of small black eyes.

Now there is so much to feed, nothing else, if it doesn't eat, how can it be good in the future?

Song Xinyi was anxious and was about to cry, but she soon discovered a problem.

This little dog hasn't eaten for most of the day, but why is it not in a hurry at all, but looks leisurely?

And this belly ......

This belly is still bulging?

What did it eat?

It is impossible for the people next to him to give food to this dog baby, could it be that Ling Wang's family went back in the morning and secretly fed this little dog baby with something?

Song Xinyi touched the puppy baby's fluffy head, but put down a big stone in her heart, no matter what, this puppy baby is not hungry, at least today you don't have to worry about its food, go back and bake these two sweet potatoes as its food tomorrow.

The time to come out is not short, Song Xinyi didn't want to delay the afternoon work, so she put the sweet potato into her arms, hugged the puppy baby back to the yard together, stuffed the puppy baby into the firewood house as usual, cleaned the ashes on her body, and went to the pot.

Song Xinyi went to the place where the grain was sifted as usual, rolled up her sleeves and started to work, however, after only two baskets were sifted, Uncle Yang turned around and shouted with a stiff face.

"There are enough people to sift through the grain, why are you still here?"

"Uncle Yang, then, where am I going?"

The number of people sifting grain suddenly doubled, Song Xinyi's movements were not faster than others, but a little hindered, standing here was really redundant, but she didn't know where else to go if she left here, so she only looked at Uncle Yang and asked cautiously.

Uncle Yang looked impatient, as if he was very disgusted.

"You are the fourth young master of the Ling family, why don't you have any eyesight? Go and see where there is a shortage of manpower, you will go to the top, everything has to be arranged by others, why are you so dead-eyed! ”

"Yes, Uncle Yang, I, I'll take a look."

Uncle Yang's ridicule was very ugly, and the people around him stared at Song Xinyi with a strange look, Song Xinyi lowered her head, bit her lip and agreed, and walked inside silently.

She knew in her heart that Uncle Yang just spoke badly, but he did things for his own good.

After turning in the pot for a long time, the rest of the place was full, only the lack of people on the steamer for the fire, Song Xinyi squatted down silently and began to add firewood to it.

Just added a handful, and I heard a yin and yang strange voice next to me. Read good books

"Yo, Fourth Young Master, aren't you sifting grain over there, why did you come here, are you here to help me?"

This is the voice of Lee's stinky feet.

This voice is sharp and hoarse, and it sounds very harsh, like the voice of the eunuch in the palace, which makes people very uncomfortable.

Song Xinyi didn't want to slack off, a smile appeared on her face, and she looked up and replied.

"Uncle Yang said that there are enough people to sift grain, let me find something else to do, Uncle Li, I see that you lack someone to add firewood here, so let me do it here, right?"

"Look, what did you say, the fourth young master personally came to help, it was an honor for Li Stinky Feet!"

Li stinky feet raised his voice, with an exaggerated smile on his face, but a hint of treachery quickly slipped through a pair of swollen eyes, and then he bent down again, put his lips on Song Xinyi's ear, and whispered.

"Fourth young master, since you entered the pot, I see that you are a talent, can endure hardships and be angry, and you are a master of great things, I am addicted to smoking, I want to go out to smoke a bag, this steamer will be handed over to you, you help me keep an eye on it, don't let the fire go out."

"Uncle Li, it's the first time I've done this, I'm afraid I won't be able to master the heat, or you might as well give me a sample first, and I'll ...... the next pot."

Where does Song Xinyi dare to relax, grab the corners of Li Stinky Feet and don't lose them, she doesn't know the proportions on this steamer at all, just look at Uncle Yang's caution in this yesterday and know that this is a key link, if something goes wrong, she will be unlucky.

Li Yanjiao frowned, yawned vigorously, rubbed his nose with his sleeve, but pushed Song Xinyi away with one hand.

"What's there to be afraid of, it's to burn as much as possible...... Good fourth young master, I can't hold back my addiction to smoking, if I don't smoke a bag, this old life is gone, just keep an eye on it, I'll be back in a while. ”

"Lieber, you wait......"

Song Xinyi shouted again, but Li's stinky feet had already slipped, leaving her squatting alone in front of the stove.

That's it, anyway, this Li stinky foot said, don't let the fire go out, the more prosperous the better, then ...... Let's add firewood.

She moved swiftly and quickly, but in a few moments she added four or five sticks of wood to the stove, and filled the pot to the brim.

When the dry firewood met the fire, it burned even more vigorously, and the fire burned all of a sudden, reflecting her little face red, Song Xinyi wiped a handful of sweat oozing from her cheeks, and saw that there was not much dry firewood on the ground, so she went to the side to move.

When she came back with firewood, she only felt that there was an extra smell in the air, which was a little familiar and a little strange.

"What does it smell like, how do you smell ......?"

"Hey, it's mush, it's mush! The pot is mushy! ”

Someone around suddenly shouted, and Song Xinyi suddenly woke up, isn't this smell just the smell of being burned?

The dry firewood in her hand fell to the ground all of a sudden, and Song Xinyi panicked in her heart.

Could it be that the fire was too big and burned all the steamers?

Sure enough, the surrounding guys all rushed over, and Uncle Yang, who was originally busy in front, also hurriedly ran over and asked loudly.

"What the hell, this can be burned! Lee's stinky feet! ”

"Uncle Yang, I'm sorry, it's me who is not good, the fire is too big......"

Song Xinyi only felt a chill in her back, she had done something wrong again, and this time, she made a big mistake.

Uncle Yang didn't care about her, so he went to lift the lid on the pot, and a burst of steam spread, only to see a pot of sorghum pasted in the pot, and the smell of burnt paste spread, and the surrounding guys looked at each other, all of them were dissatisfied.