Rebirth: Peasant Girl is Good at Farming

A four year old child was already able to tell what these words meant and what they meant.

But... The original owner had really done it, there was no room for refutation. Ning Yan rolled her eyes and said: "Back then, when you were young and did not understand, father and mother did not care, and it was hard to avoid doing some excessive things. Now, aren't you suddenly clear about this.

"What did you say!" Mrs. Xu was almost going crazy, what did she mean by 'father, mother and son don't care'?

Why did she blame her? Being born with a loser was the biggest benefit of her life. As expected, she was someone who wasn't close to him, so he just wanted to pay her money. Luckily, she didn't listen to her own damn words and took care of her properly.

If they really wanted to eat, drink and nurture this damned girl, she would definitely be angered to death right now. Mrs. Xu did not want to stay here any longer.

But if he returned to the Ning Family, he would definitely feed the pigs, chop wood, cook, and wash clothes … With her current body, which would she be able to keep up with even if she were to faint from time to time? He had to think of a way. He looked around and his sight fell on a shabby cabinet in the corner. There was a money bag in the cabinet. During these few days, this was where the dead girl took the money from.

Ning Yan did not care about Mrs. Xu, and walked out with Ning Zu in her arms. Looking at the age difference in the children's eyes, she felt even more pressured: "Are you afraid?"

"Nope." Ning Yu shook his head and continued, "It's not like you're the one who wants to sell me out."

"…" Ning Yan was shocked, and almost threw Ning out from her body.

"You won't sell me out."

Facing her child's conflicted, assured and uneasy gaze, Ning Yan sighed. "You are my son."

"…" Ning Shisui did not continue speaking.

The two of them sat on a rock by the mountain and stared at the fish swimming in the river. They breathed in the fragrance of the roasted meat and from time to time, they would carry a sentence or two of their own.

Until Ning Yan said, "You can eat it now."

He jumped down from the rock and walked towards the fire. The summer dusk was still hot, so the fool would always stay close to the fire.

Ning Yan swiftly took out the metal trident that was connected to the wild chicken from the fire.

The roasted chicken was a bit overdone, so the two didn't mind. After all, they were people who had just finished their days of cooking, so how could they choose something like this?

After ripping off a piece of chicken leg and placing it in her hands, Ning Yan started to gnaw on the thin wild chicken.

The lack of seasoning was a serious injury. No matter how fat a wild chicken was, or how well it could be mastered, it would not satisfy a person who had eaten the delicacies of a later generation.

He was short on money, so it wasn't realistic to go to Old Lin in the northwest or south to look for him. He built a house and even bought some furniture, and the money he had was like flowing water.

Ning Yan could not help but look towards the depths of the mountains. After taking Mrs. Xu away, she still had to come back to the mountain once to at least earn herself some cultivation.

The two of them had already finished eating the chicken in their hands, and the pot made from lotus leaves was boiling hot. They patiently waited for the water to cool down. After they shared the water, their stomachs began to bulge.

He did not understand why it was necessary to drink hot water.

Mom said that there were all kinds of invisible bugs in the water that could only be drunk by burning them with hot water, otherwise the bugs in their stomach would be alive and the bugs would move about until their stomachs began to ache.

However, if the water was boiled, wouldn't the worm's body enter its stomach as well?

After asking her once, he looked at his mother's dark face and didn't dare to ask anymore.

"Let's go home."

"Yes." Ning Shisui dragged the pitchfork from the ground and headed towards a place with plenty of grass. He hid the pitchfork well before running down the mountain.

These few days, she had been roasting fish and roasting chickens on the mountain and even roasted rabbits. She had been carrying a fork on her back every day, but when she was being asked again and again, Ning Yan was so annoyed that she placed the fork on the mountain.

When he returned home, the sky was already dark. The thatched hut was in a mess, and the Mrs. Xu was nowhere to be seen.

Flipping open the money pouch on the surface of the Aunt Huang, it was already empty. Ning Yan walked over to Aunt Huang's house with Ning Yu and the hatchet in her hands, then walked over to Ning Family's courtyard.

Ning Yan had purposely left the money in the bag out for at least three taels.

Mrs. Xu could not stand the temptation of the money and stole the money to run away. She could not let things end like this, she had to make use of this chance to argue with Ning Family.

The Ning Family door was still closed.

Closing the door before it became completely dark was not a guilty conscience.

After knocking twice, and when no one opened the door, Ning Yan shook her head. This family did not have a memory of their own, did they forget that she could kick open the door?

He took two steps back and stretched his legs.

"BOOM!" squinted his eyes and looked towards the courtyard. A half human tall Chinese farm dog ran out from the inside and opened its mouth wide towards Ning Yan.

Ning Yan's vision was very good, and she could even see the meat paste in Gouzi's mouth. She was a ferocious Gouzi.

"..."

He's letting the dog go? Seeing that she was about to grind her teeth down on her thigh, Ning Yan swung the axe and smashed it down on Huang Gou's head.

"Aooo …" Dogman took a step back. His barking had changed. It was shrill and long. The timid Dogman didn't even dare to sleep after hearing his barking.

After that, he fell to the ground, his brain matter flowing out.

Ning Yan heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she did not manage to relax after she transmigrated and trained her body according to her usual habits, otherwise, her limbs would not be able to keep up with the orders of her brain.

AHH …" "Murder!

Ning Wan'er, who was originally here to watch a good show, suddenly jumped down from her stool and shouted as she faced Ning Yan's killing intent.

In Ning Wan'er's opinion, the safest place to do so was only behind Elder Mrs. Lee.

In this era, there were no entertainment products. The dog barks that came from the Ning Family and Ning Wan'er's shouts, as well as the clansmen who lived near the Ning Family all pushed open the door and walked out.

Seeing the dead dog lying on the ground, these people were not only unafraid, but also excited.

When a dog dies, it's just dog meat to eat.

Since they were both surnamed Ning, it didn't matter if they didn't see it, but now that they did, they couldn't let it end like this.

As for whose family this dog belonged to, for the time being, no one cared.

Even if they knew that Ning Family did not have a dog, they did not care. After all, if they cared about it, there might not be any meat to eat.

"What are you doing? Bandits aren't even like you. You broke my house and killed my dog. I have to go see an official." Ever since she was threatened by Ning Yan, the Elder Mrs. Lee had a strange feeling about this official. She did not believe that the old master Qingtian would let this unfilial person live.

Ye Zichen knocked on the wall with the pipe in his hand, then acted like he was shouting.

Ning Yan rolled her eyes, was this old lady joking? They all said the word 'official', but if there was reason or money, they would not come in.