Chapter 4 It's really hard to earn bad luck

The footsteps were approaching, Ning Yangyang closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, his heart pounding.

Zhang Cuilan walked to her side and kicked her, Ning Yangyang didn't dare to move, she felt Zhang Cuilan bending down to observe her. Heavy breathing sprayed in her ears, and Ning Yangyang felt that her hairs stood up in shock.

It seemed that a long time had passed, and the sound of breathing in her ears was far away, Zhang Cuilan finally turned around and went to the other end of the kitchen, put down the basket hanging on the beam, took something from it in her hand, and came to her while eating, Ning Yangyang faintly smelled a cold smell of meat.

She felt that Zhang Cuilan walked up to her again, and put it next to her nose as if to induce her to open her eyes, and Ning Yangyang didn't dare to move.

"Am I mistaken?" Zhang Cuilan stood up and lifted the lid of the pot to herself, looked inside, and took a sip.

"I won't kill you."

Ning Yangyang closed his eyes, his stomach was filled with nausea, Zhang Cuilan ate the piece of meat, smacked her mouth, the door creaked, and everything was calm again.

"Congratulations on completing your first quest and earning 30 Bad Luck Points, keep up the good work!"

"Is there still the reason for that saliva in the bad luck point I added before?" Ning Yangyang gritted his teeth and asked about the system.

"No, if you eat it now, you can add bad luck again." The system says.

"I don't have the heart to listen to any bad jokes from you." Ning Yangyang sighed tiredly, she got up from the ground and looked around, choosing to sit on the stool where the fire was burning and closed her eyes.

I don't know what bad luck is waiting for her tomorrow, and this hemp body that is about to fall as soon as the wind blows, Ning Yangyang looked at her thin wrist with light blue veins in distress, she has to exercise hard to recover.

"Ning Yangyang, you dead pig! Get up and cook! Ning Yangyang sat on the small bench, annoyed by mosquitoes all night, and finally fell asleep, she was kicked to the ground again.

"Congratulations on adding 5 bad luck points."

The unlucky day started with the congratulations of the system, Ning Yangyang rolled his eyes and looked at Zhang Cuilan who was standing with his waist crossed in front of him.

"Task 2: Adapt to the life of the original owner, cook rice independently, and you can get 30 bad luck points if you succeed in the mission." The sound of the system rang in the ears at the right time.

"Don't go yet!" Zhang Cuilan urged.

Ning Yangyang got up slowly, she didn't even know where the rice bag and rice basket were, and the fire wouldn't start. It will definitely be a big move to make a lot of money later, and when Ning Yangyang thinks of this, people are going to be numb.

"Is your brain broken, where are you touching the rice bag in the cabinet?" Zhang Cuilan took the tooth jar and turned around and scolded her.

Ning Yangyang, who was seriously deprived of sleep, opened the cabinet dizzily with a rice basket, picked up the jar of scooping rice and poured it into it.

She took the rice with most of the rice basket to the faucet for washing, Zhang Cuilan was squatting there to brush her teeth, and the neighbor next door seemed to be up for breakfast, shouting through the door, "Zhang Cuilan, what happened to your dog in the middle of the night last night, so noisy that people couldn't sleep in the middle of the night." ”

Zhang Cuilan, who was squatting and brushing her teeth, spit out a large mouthful of water and replied in her voice, "Who knows what kind of nerves it has in the middle of the night, I was killed by it." ”

The neighbor smiled, withdrew his arm leaning against the iron door, and dusted off the large piece of mud and dust, "This daughter of your family is really sensible, has good grades and is diligent, how can it be like our family, a bunch of lazy people can't get up." ”

Ning Yangyang looked at his neighbor's hands that didn't care about dusting, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and quickly washed off the dirt stuck to the soles of his shoes.

Zhang Cuilan was not happy when she heard this, she glanced at Ning Yangyang, who was washing rice, and argued loudly with the neighbors passing by outside, "What is this, my little tiger of the Ning family is even better!" ”

Ning Yangyang listened to this, her eyes hurt with her white eyes, and before she finished rolling her eyes, the rice basket she was holding in her hand was almost knocked over, and most of the washed white rice grains were scattered on the ground.

"You're dizzy, Ning Yangyang, you are going to die if you dig so much rice!"

Ning Yangyang's ears were pulled hard, and Zhang Cuilan's angry scolding sounded, congratulations on adding 25 unlucky electronic tones to take advantage of the fire to rob and partner with Zhang Cuilan to sound a duet in her ears.