Looking at Ning Yan's innocent appearance, Ning Wan'er became even more manic, picking up the hoe in the yard and chasing Ning Yan to fight.

Seeing that Ning Wan'er was enraged like a crazy woman, Xiao Li, who was hiding in the house, didn't dare to come out, closed the door tightly, sat side by side on the bed with her youngest daughter Ning Huan, and looked out through the window.

"Idiot!" Ning Huan commented on Ning Wan in the courtyard with an indifferent face.

Annoyed by looking, close the window, take the embroidery stand and continue to embroider.

"Isn't it stupid to fight with that strong monster girl, can you fight?" Xiao Li's sausage-like lips open and close, and if there is no logic, it will be endless.

Ning Huan frowned and stopped embroidering: "Mother, don't talk a little bit!" ”

"......" Xiao Li closed his mouth instantly.

The room was quiet, and Ning Huan continued the needlework in his hand.

The yard is still lively.

"Slut, don't run!" Ning Wan'er picked up the hoe and followed Ning Yan's head, snorting and panting.

"Who does the slut say!"

"Cheap ......" Ning Wan'er reacted and swallowed the rest of the words into her stomach.

ran around the paralyzed Da Li on the ground several times, Ning Wan'er couldn't run, holding her waist and staring at Ning Yan with red eyes, her eyes were extremely fierce, as if she was going to tear Ning Yan apart.

Ning Yan raised his eyebrows, glanced at the grinning big Li who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, and sneered: "My sister-in-law is really unfilial and pushed her milk to injury, if it is passed out, I am afraid that no one will dare to ask for it, no matter what, there is a sister-in-law who is delicious and not lazy to do and does not work, it is not easy for you, I will not take away the stolen pheasant, you can make up for your body well, walk carefully in the future, you can't stand bumps and bumps when you are old." ”

Ning Yan's words didn't feel good when they reached Xu's ears, you must know that the dead girl listened to her the most on weekdays, and now she just asked her to marry a lame man? It's no longer a yellow flower girl, what else do you choose, and you dare to fight with the old mansion.

It's not her who is angry like this, and she shouldn't have given birth to this money-losing goods in the first place, and she didn't know that she was distressed about being a mother.

His arm was pinched by Da Li's and hurt, and Xu stood up abruptly and shouted, "You loser money, stop for me." His eyes fell on Ning Yan's thin back, and he was even more angry, this dead girl actually ignored her.

It's ...... Don't take her seriously.

Ning Yan looked at the kitchen and took a deep breath: "It's so fragrant, does my mother want to keep me drinking a bowl of chicken soup?" ”

"Phew, you still want to drink chicken soup when you lose money, you think beautifully, hurry up and send that roe deer over, otherwise, I will let the village chief drive you out of the village!"

Ning Yan stopped and looked at the Xu family with exploration in his eyes. This kind of gaze made Xu Shi feel a chill, what was the dead girl going to do.

"My mother asked the village chief to kick me out, and the village chief listened? Mother, what is your relationship with the village chief? My dad has been dead for nearly ten years, do you want to go out of the wall......"

Ning Yan said with a look of sudden realization, and who wouldn't splash dirty water. Come on, hurt each other!

Because of Ning Yan's words, Da Li's gaze at Xu's eyes immediately changed.

"Mother, I don't." Xu's face turned white and he opened his mouth to explain.

"You slut, you know that you won't be at ease, no wonder you dress up neatly all day long, it turns out that there are people outside."

"Mother, how can you listen to the words of this money-losing person, she is slandering!"

"How can I slander my mother as a girl, you think I'm a fool."

"Mother, I really don't have ......"

The Ning family was in chaos again.

Ning Yan took advantage of the sunset to walk towards the fence yard, at the foot of the mountain, in front of the thatched house, Ning Yan stopped. Seeing the originally clear sky turn gray, the pressure in my heart is getting bigger and bigger, this weather is going to do something!

I didn't even have time to cook, so I took the short knife I picked up from Yang Cripple and walked up the mountain. I cut a pile of thatch on the mountain, picked it up and ran to the small yard.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, Ning Yan stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, squatted on the roof and panicked, looking at the dark and thick clouds in the sky, people who know how to look at the weather know that this is the rhythm of heavy rain, heavy rain, and I don't know if the thatched roof is strong enough.

The raindrops fell on his head one by one, and Ning Yan shouted to Ning Youyu on the ground: "Go and put the dry firewood in the house!" ”

For Xiao Baozi, every time it rains, it is torment, thinking of how the rainy day is spent, Ning Youyu shiveres, and his little face becomes more and more serious.

It wasn't until he heard Ning Yan's shout and looked at the pile of thatch on the ground that Xiao Baozi came back from his panic and ran to the only room with a roof with the firewood and grass next to the stove.

My mother has been getting clearer and clearer since she kowtowed, and her life shouldn't be too sad.

Other people's mothers are adults when they become parents, and his mothers are children who are more than four years old before they recognize their identities, hey! Worry!

Ning Yan didn't know what Xiao Baozi was thinking in his head, and he weaved the thatch in his hand into a huge straw hat and covered the roof of the wooden house, which was just the right size. For his own craftsmanship, Ning Yan still believes in it.

In her previous life, when she was encircling and suppressing drug lords in the rainforest, she didn't have a good house for her to live in, so she could only rely on her own skills to build a temporary house, a simple construction level, Ning Yan still has it, as long as it is not a rainstorm for three days and three nights, the newly made roof can be used for at least three months.

Seeing that there was still excess thatch on the ground, Ning Yan made two huge straw hats, one on the top of the main house with a second floor, and the other on the open-air roof of the stove room, and now there are two complete houses in the house.

In his spare time, he also found a wooden stake and moved it to the roof and pressed it on the 'big hat'. When the wind blows, the roof is blown away, and the rain gets heavier and heavier.

Xiao Baozi followed Ning Yan to stand in front of the door, looking at the pouring rain outside, compared to the dry house, the first time he lived in a room without rain, Ning Youyu's little eyes became brighter and brighter. "Mother, our days will get better and better."

"yes, it's getting better and better." Ning Yan closed the door, looked at the firewood and grass piled up on the ground, squatted on the ground and picked and picked, found some suitable hay, and weaved it into a hat.

"Mother, I want to learn too." Seeing that there are more and more tools at home, Ning Youyu is getting more and more excited, the family has a house and silver, and he will never be hungry again.

"Okay!" The child is self-motivated and has a positive outlook, and Ning Yan is happy to cultivate Ning Youyu's hands-on ability.

The heavy rain fell for almost half an hour before it slowly became lighter, and I could still hear the sound of raindrops dripping from the roof outside.

The frog calls are getting clearer and clearer, mixed with the chirping of cicadas.

Ning Yan pushed open the door, it was already dark outside, and after picking the cotton thread of the oil lamp, the room lit up.

Walking to the stove room with the firewood and grass on the ground, and taking a look at the newly bought rice, salt and oil, Ning Yan's eyes narrowed, and he could finally eat a serious meal.

Steamed rice, stir-fried meat, cold salad......

The home-cooked meal is out of the pot, and the two people sit at the table with missing legs, which is warm and harmonious.