Night falls.

Ning Yan opened her eyes, looked at the stars on the roof, took a breath and sighed that this family is really poor, the roofs are all open-air, Ming'er has to get the roof right, otherwise if it rains, she will have typhoid fever and a cold on her current body.

Rustle rustle......

There was a sound of footsteps outside the window, and Ning Yan sat up suddenly. Carefully put on his clothes, slowly walked down from the bed, reached out and broke off the table leg and held it in his hand for protection.

Standing sideways in front of the door, watching a blade stick in from the outside, the deadbolt was opened. A lewd-looking man with a long hairy mole on the wing of his nose and a lewd smile pushed the door and probe, just in front of Shang Ningyan's cold gaze.

"Little Lady Ning hasn't slept yet? Are you waiting for me? The man with the head of the sperm worm didn't notice the dangerous light in Ning Yan's eyes at all, rubbed his hands, and walked towards the house.

Ning Yan looked at the person in front of him, the lame man looked obscene, and he matched the person in his memory, wasn't he the man he told the original owner over there? "Yang Er is lame?"

"Yes, yes, the little slut really still cares about men, how about the second brother to make you feel good with these two taels of meat?" As he spoke, Yang put his dirty hand on his crotch and rubbed it vigorously to take things out.

As soon as Ning Yan's eyes twitched, his hand was a little uncontrollable, and the stick in his hand swung out and knocked it on the back of Yang Cripple's head, and the lame man rolled his eyes and shook it, and lay directly on the ground.

Ning Yan exhaled, looked down at the lame's loose pants, his eyes lit up, and he reached out to tear off the cripple's shirt and pants.

The gaze fell somewhere, and the eyes were full of disgust.

The cripple who was only three centimeters old and wanted to play with a woman, picked up the cripple who only had a pair of underwear left and walked to the village street, tied the cripple to the stone mill, and felt a little nervous.

So he broke a wicker from the tree beside him, and pumped it at the white flesh of the lame.

After venting the violence, Ning Yan returned home humming a little song.

Glancing at the clothes on the ground and the silver dangling knife, a smile appeared on his face. God knows that this poor family doesn't even have a decent tool, even the axe is rusty, not to mention how difficult it is to use, and now there is a knife.

Tut...... Ning Yan believes that the days will get better and better in the future.

glanced at the clothes on the ground, carried them to the yard, dug a pit under the tree, buried them, dirty clothes, she didn't have to reuse them, disgusted!

After these things were done, Ning Yan touched his stomach and was hungry.

Sharpen the dagger in his hand on the whetstone, pick up the pheasant tied by rattan in the stove, and take the dagger to the pheasant in his hand.

It's just that there is only meat and no seasoning at home, and it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and Ningyan's cooking skills are much worse than that of the cook, and she can't make anything delicious without seasoning.

Rub your hungry belly, drag your weak legs to the river, eat a few lotus leaves in the river, and prepare to make a lotus leaf called a flower chicken.

When I returned home, I took out the internal organs from the belly of the chicken, stuffed some wild vegetables picked from the back mountain, made the chicken dough with yellow mud, wrapped it with lotus leaves, and roasted it in the soil pit.

There were few sparks in the yard, and after a while, Ning Yan extinguished the sparks, walked to the house, and woke up the sleeping bun.

Neither of them had dinner, and if Xiao Baozi slept until dawn hungry, it would be abuse.

"Mother?"

Listening to the glutinous voice of the little bun after waking up, Ning Yan's heart softened, and he pulled out a smile and said as gently as possible: "Eat something and then go to sleep." ”

"Mother, am I dreaming?"

Ning Yan's movements froze, it seemed that there was still a long way to go in raising buns, and he said quietly: "You guess"

Why did Xiao Baozi ask this, Ning Yan naturally knew that he had been abused since he was a child, and if he was a little better colored, Xiao Baozi would be regarded as a dream.

"......" Ning Youyu is even more confused, maybe it's really a dream!

If it wasn't a dream, how could my mother say such strange things.

In a daze, he followed Ning Yan to the courtyard and watched Ning Yan dig out a soil ball from the soil.

"Sure enough, it's a dream, and I'm hungry in my dream and I'm going to eat dirt!" Xiao Baozi muttered, and Ning Yan's movements paused. What's going on, will she let the child eat dirt? Is raising a child so bad?

Ning Yan, who was in the chaos, picked up a stone from the ground and smashed it on the yellow mud block, and the mud block wrapped on the outside fell from the flower chicken.

At the same time, the fragrant taste reaches the nose.

Tear off a piece of chicken leg and put it in Ning Youyu's hand: "Eat and continue to sleep!" ”

The little bun winks and winks, and then blinks. Gnaw on the chicken thigh.

The pheasant exercise is enough, the meat is also delicious, and the stomach is wrapped in a lot of fresh wild vegetables, with a fragrant taste, Ning Yan ate most of the chicken alone.

The small half only entered Ning Youyu's stomach.

After eating and drinking a bowl of boiled cold boiled water, the two of them lay down on the bed again.

"Mother, can we eat meat every day in the future?"

"......" What kind of dream is this, there is less meat to eat with the back of the mountain, Ning Yan is a little disgusted with the simple ambition of the little bun: "No need to go later, from today onwards, we will eat meat every day." ”

On the topic of eating meat, Ning Yan talked with Ning Youyu for a while until Xiao Baozi fell asleep again.

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Tongxian is not close to Gouziwan, and adults have to walk for two hours on their legs.

In order to catch up with the morning market, Ning Yan opened his eyes early, washed his hands and face, changed the medicine for the forehead wound, and prepared to go to the county seat.

"Mother, don't sell rabbits."

"Sold for money, didn't you say that?"

"Rabbits are raised, and rabbits are born. There will be more meat. ”

"......" looked at the silly rabbits and wild roe deer in the basket, and Ning Yan was finally defeated under the big tearful eyes of the little bun. Throw the rabbit in the basket in the chicken pen.

Ning Youyu was happy, shook his thin calves and ran outside, pulled some tender grass from the ground outside through the fence yard and put it in the chicken pen, and muttered in his mouth: "Tutu eats grass well, eats a lot, fattens ......"

Seeing that the stupid rabbit really ate the grass that Ning Youyu threw in the chicken pen, Ning Yan felt that this world was a bit mysterious, didn't it mean that it would take a certain amount of time for things in the wild to be domesticated at home? Why is this rabbit at home so cowardly.

"Stay at home well, I'll go to the county and come back to bring you meat buns!"

Hearing that Ning Yan was going out, Ning Youyu ran behind Ning Yan in three or two steps, grabbed Ning Yan's clothes with his little hands, and stared at Ning Yan pitifully: "Mother, you don't want to run!" ”

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What a strange idea!

Ning Yan couldn't cry or laugh, and found that the little bun's eyes flickered when he lowered his head, and Ning Yan realized that this little bun was a black-hearted pill.

The child didn't really think that she was going to run, but to retreat as advance, and wanted to follow her to the county seat, but she posed as a pitiful child who was about to be lost.

Such wit is definitely not the IQ of the original genetic owner, tsk...... Ning Yan was a little curious about the father of Xiao Baozi, who had never seen him.

"Want to go to the county seat?"

"If you want to follow your mother, you can go wherever your mother goes!" The thin little paw grabbed Ning Yan's hand, looked up, and the hope in his eyes was about to turn into substance.

knew that the little guy was selling miserably, but Ning Yan couldn't refuse, so he could only threaten: "The county seat is far away, you can't walk halfway, I won't carry you." ”