As soon as Qian Jun heard that Wang Jiao wanted to eat sweet potatoes, he immediately felt a little embarrassed.

In order to make more money, in the second half of the year, she insisted that she did not sell live pigs like other people's families, and had to wait until the New Year to kill them to make New Year's meat.

Therefore, by the end of the year, the extra time for the pigs to eat was counted as Qian Dacheng's family, so none of their sweet potatoes were dragged away by Mrs. Qian's family.

Now Wang Jiao wants to eat sweet potatoes, originally looking for the countryside, such a requirement is really nothing, but Qian Dacheng just doesn't have it.

He was hesitating about how to tell Wang Jiao, but Qian Hao on the side sneered first, and then spoke.

"Also sweet potatoes, Sister Niu, don't you know, our family has always only grown sweet potatoes, and we have never eaten sweet potatoes.

Qian Hao snorted angrily, and stretched out his hand to point in the direction of Mrs. Qian's house, which was obviously Mrs. Qian's house.

After finishing speaking, he seemed to think of something again, and his face immediately showed a sneer different from this age, and then continued: "God really has eyes, let their pigs be lost, otherwise the bad people in the world will die of laughter, and there is no such thing as retribution." ”

After Qian Hao finished speaking, the people on the side all laughed, but it was only tacit, and no one answered, after all, such a big thing as losing a pig involved a mischievous person like Mrs. Qian, and no one wanted to have anything to do with her.

When Wang Jiao heard that Mrs. Qian's pig had not been found, her eyes shrank, and she couldn't help but look up and skim away suspiciously at the little ghost floating above her head.

The little ghost was trembling when she saw it, and said in his heart: It's over, why did you mention the pig again.

It lowered its head wistfully, and looked at Wang Jiao cautiously with its rag eyes, that small appearance, if it weren't for its own appearance, it would be a little miserable, and it would probably have a little cute taste.

Wang Jiao only glanced at it, and couldn't understand in her heart that the pig lost by Mrs. Qian's family was afraid that it would not be able to get rid of it.

The little ghost shrunk his neck, urged his head, and was suspended in mid-air and did not dare to move.

After half a ring, I didn't see Wang Jiao asking, so I raised my eyes uneasily to peek at her, but saw that Wang Jiao didn't look at it anymore, and was taking a handful of peanuts peeled by Qian Jun, and stuffed them into her round and full little mouth one by one, and the cheeks on both sides bulged one by one, which was very cute.

The little ghost exhaled deeply, thought about it, and felt that it was better to confess to Wang Jiao.

Anyway, sticking out the head is a knife, and shrinking the head is also a knife, this knife has already been cut early, so I don't have to worry about this every day.

It's just a pig, how much is there in the space, and it can't be a little ghost The pig of the old lady's family can't be scared all day long.

The little ghost who had figured it out finally mustered up the courage to move in front of Wang Jiao, split its rag-like mouth, revealing its usual flattering smile, and began to admit his mistake to Wang Jiao.

"Master, master, the little ghost has something to report to the master."

Wang Jiao glanced at it slightly, motioned for it to say it himself, and then went to look at the peanuts wrapped in pink coats in her palms, stretched out her white and tender little hands and pinched them and sent them to her mouth.

The little ghost nodded busily, and took a few steps in front of Wang Jiao before continuing with a flattering face: "When I went to their house that day, I did four things. ”

It spoke, holding out its four fingers of rags and counting them carefully.

"The first thing was to extinguish the brazier in their house. The second thing is to dig the corner of their house to ventilate. The third piece was to pour their rice jar. The fourth is to shun their fat pigs. ”

After speaking, he secretly looked at Wang Jiao, with a cautious face, after all, it didn't seem to have done all the things with the consent of the owner, and it didn't report to her afterwards, and I don't know if she would be angry.

Wang Jiao was also shocked when she heard that the little ghost went to Mrs. Qian's house that night and did so many things at once.

Sample, it's really ruthless enough, digging people's corners and stealing people's pigs.......

But she likes it, when dealing with people like Mrs. Qian, she should be ruthless, and she won't feel pain if she is not ruthless.

Wang Jiao's heart was careful about this, and the little ghost who was closely connected with her thoughts naturally felt it immediately.

After it felt that Wang Jiao was not angry with herself, she was first overjoyed, and her heart was also relaxed, and then she immediately became nervous.

It's still that the little ghost understands the master's mind, and those who dare to touch its master are bad people, and the bad people can't bully them too much.

But this time it was honest, and it didn't dare to make up its own mind, just waited aside, pretending to wait for it to fall.

Fortunately, the owner doesn't know that it can sense her thoughts now, otherwise it will really be scared to death by the master's appearance, and it can't make its own decisions in the future, a bloody case caused by a pig.

Wang Jiao swallowed the peanuts in her mouth and stuffed another one into her mouth, I have to say that Zhao Qiuyue's fried peanuts are quite fragrant, crispy and crispy, and the heat is very well controlled.

After a few days, the corner of Mrs. Qian's house has been filled, and she nodded slightly at the little ghost, and this matter is over.

Even if the pig is compensated for his own family, how can he take out the pig and share it with his family?

It's just a dilemma.

Wang Jiao's good-looking little eyebrows also frowned slightly, and then Sun Daneng talked about sweet potatoes again.

"We have a lot of sweet potatoes in our house, if my sister wants to eat them, I'll go back and get them for you."

As he spoke, the man had already risen from his chair and turned to walk out the door.

As soon as Sun Xiaoneng heard this, he also hurriedly stood up from the chair, grinned, and showed his two white little tiger teeth, "I'm also going to get sweet potatoes for Sister Da Niu, we have sweet potatoes at home." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for everyone's reaction, and ran away behind Sun Daneng.

Wang Jiao was interrupted by them, and then she came back to her senses, Sun Daneng and Sun Xiaoneng actually ran home to get sweet potatoes because of their words.

She wants to say that she doesn't use it, she just has a whim, and she doesn't really want to eat sweet potatoes, she doesn't have anything in the space, she just eats sweet potatoes when she carries people on her back, where do you still have to care about others asking for it.

It's a shame to die.

Qian Jun also wanted to call Sun Daneng and Sun Xiaoneng not to go, but when he thought that Wang Jiao wanted to eat, he couldn't say anything anymore.

His sister just wanted to eat baked sweet potatoes, but their family didn't.

Forget it, I ate the sweet potatoes of Sun Daneng's family today, and I will harvest the sweet potatoes in my own field next year, so I will return some more to their family.