The little fox demon excitedly picked up the chicken soup and sucked it, his eyes narrowed and he exclaimed: "Ah, it's so delicious...... It's really delicious...... I've lived for 250 years, and I've never drunk such a delicious chicken soup! ”

Two hundred and fifty years! Admired......

Fu Duoxi is forced to calm down on the surface. He handed the baked potatoes to the little fox, "No, this is an extra reward for your part-time job." Snack goods! ”

"Little sister, can I work again? Ask my sister to let me work, I will pick chicken feathers, I will pick chicken feathers very quickly. ”

"If you want to be beautiful, how can there be so many chicken feathers." Fu Duoxi was embarrassed, looked at the little fox demon and frowned and asked, "What skills do you know?" ”

The little fox demon thought about it and shook his head. Although they can speak human language, there are some words that they still can't understand, such as skills......

It stretched out its front paws and put it on Fuduoxi's thigh, looking up at Fuduoxi with its little face. A fox with charcoal ash from roasted potato skins hanging from its mouth.

"Will you farm?"

"Yes!"

Fu Duoxi was almost amused by the little fox demon's confident answer. The little fox demon blushed shyly.

"I know how to escape, and I can use it for miles in farming...... My sister agreed to let me work part-time? ”

After all, he has lived for more than 250 years, and although he has not tried his farming skills, he has seen it. It's just a set of turning over the soil, sowing seeds and weeding. The little fox demon's self-confidence is explosive, and of course he has enough confidence to speak.

"Not bad, not bad!"

Fu Duoxi patted the little fox demon's head, "Okay, seeing that you are so well-behaved, let you stay and continue to work." What is your name when you make braised chicken at night? ”

The little fox demon was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and the two little fat paws touched the round belly, telling the sad past of being weak and helpless and no one cared about childhood.

"After all, my aunt, my aunt, my grandmother, they have cultivated to become immortals early......"

Fu Duoxi smiled: "Then I'll call you Fox Chubby." ”

The little fox didn't squeak, and looked unhappy with both hands pulling the white hair on his belly.

"What, don't you like to call Fox Chubby?"

Fudoki stared at the little fox's round belly.

"It's not...... Disliked......"

The little fox demon twisted his butt twice, secretly looked at Fu Duoxi, and found that Fu Duoxi looked at it with a smile, and he was a little bolder. Gently humbling, the two little chubby paws continued to scratch the white hair on the belly.

Fudo smiled and rubbed a handful of the little fox demon's fluffy back hair.

"Why don't you call you Fox Xiaomeng? Cute cute, you're so cute. ”

"Fox Xiaomeng sounds good!"

The little fox demon looked very happy. Fu Duoxi was about to ask if there were any other goblins near the little fox demon, so that she could know herself and know that she was prepared, when she suddenly heard someone calling her outside the door.

The little fox demon was very clever, and without waiting for Fu Duoxi to explain, Ma Yu jumped out of the back window and hid.

"Fu Duoxi, your house is so fragrant, what delicious food has been made."

"Little Lotus ......"

Fodo looked at the girl who walked in, and kicked the plucked pheasant basket into the corner of the stove with one foot.

Song Xiaolian glanced at the wild bamboo forest outside the back window, and shrunk her neck nervously.

At noon, it was colder in the house than outside, and the two girls walked out of the house and sat in the courtyard to bask in the sun and talk.

Song Xiaolian is a girl who grew up with Fu Duoxi, wearing a brand-new peach-pink shirt, with two small silver hairpins on her head, and her slender eyes are naturally charming. Sitting on a small bench, it looks like a small jasper.

Two years ago, after Fu Duoxi's father died of illness, the little uncle who had been living with his brother and sister-in-law occupied the magpie's nest and drove Fu Duoxi's mother and daughter out of the house. Fu Duoxi and his widowed mother, who originally lived in the south of the village, moved to live in a dilapidated thatched hut abandoned for many years on the edge of the wild bamboo forest in the cliff mountains to the north of the village.

Although they live not far away, the Yashan Bamboo Forest is a forbidden place in Nanping Village, and Song Xiaolian and Fu Duoxi rarely move around.

Fu Duoxi looked at Xiaolian sitting on the small bench, flipped through the memory of the original owner, and inevitably sighed.

"Duoxi, I'm going to the county government in the afternoon to learn the sacrificial dance...... You don't blame me, do you? Or...... You should go on behalf of our village, I think you seem to be completely well......"

Looking at Song Xiaolian's guilty and tentative appearance, Fu Duoxi was a little inexplicable.

"Our village originally wanted to send you, but you became ill after your mother died in the month of last year...... My mother said that you couldn't get out of bed when you were sick, so she proposed to the village chief that I go for you. I think you're doing well now, and I'm so happy to see you get better!

But your body is good, you still have to take good care of it. Later, I'll ask my mother to bring you something delicious, my mother made meat buns today......"

Song Xiaolian's words made Fu Duoxi finally remember that the county government was going to hold a spring god festival on March 3, and all nearby villages and towns would send girls about seventeen years old to the county government to learn the sacrificial dance.

Fu Duoxi is not interested in dancing, and he doesn't want to show his head. Let's talk about the smooth life in front of us, and then we can't always rely on the help of the neighbors in the village. Now it is spring ploughing, and we must plant rice and melons as soon as possible. Thinking of the harvest scene, Fu Duoxi has a kind of excitement to try.

"You're right, I still need to recuperate."

Fu Duoxi turned his face to look at Song Xiaolian's charming face and praised: "You are good-looking and have a good figure, it is the most suitable to dance." ”

Fu Duo smiled happily, and Song Xiaolian let out a long breath.

Song Xiaolian heard her mother say that if she can go to the county government to participate in the sacrificial activities this time, she can not only meet the scholars and talents of the county government, but also meet the poor master from the capital. It's hard to have a second chance like this in a lifetime, so you must take advantage of it.

"It's spring ploughing, and the land your uncle snatched is now abandoned......

Xiaolian left Fu Duoxi with a meaningful word before leaving, and glanced nervously at the back of the broken hut.

Fu Duoxi crossed his hands and his waist to look at the rotten stone field and bamboo forest behind the broken thatched hut. If you want to plant crops on the rotten stone ground, the first step must be to turn over the soil and clean up the rotten stones, which is a huge amount of work and cannot be done in ten days or eight days.

And they can't grow rice, and as for the land and house that the little uncle robbed, there was a fire during the harvest last autumn, and the little uncle and the two wooden houses were burned to ashes, and the land was burned to a scorched earth.

"Where is my sister?"

Fu Duoxi turned his head and saw the little fox demon coming after him.

Nanping Village is the largest village in Funing County, and the fertile land is concentrated in the south of the village. A stream falls from the waterfall of Yashan Mountain, winds around the village, and forms a pond at the entrance of the village.

Fu Duoxi's two acres of rice fields are on the edge of the pond, like a scar between a green and green field, and there is no grass.