Rebirth: Peasant Girl is Good at Farming

Nightfall.

Ning Yan opened her eyes and looked at the stars on the roof. She took a deep breath and sighed at the poverty of this family, the roofs were all open-air, tomorrow she would have to fix the roof, if it was raining, her current body would have a cold.

Rustle, rustle, rustle …

Footsteps came from outside the window as Ning Yan suddenly sat up. She carefully put on her clothes and slowly got off the bed. She then stretched out her hand, broke off the table leg and used it to protect herself.

He stood sideways in front of the door, watching as a blade came in from the outside. A vulgar looking man with a long hairy nose and a lecherous smile on his face pushed open the door and looked right into Ning Yan's cold gaze.

"Young Lady Ning is still awake? Were you waiting for me? " The man with the worm on his head didn't notice the danger in Ning Yan's eyes at all. He rubbed his hands together and walked inside the house.

Ning Yan looked at the person in front of him. The Cripple's appearance was wretched, and had matched up with the person in her memories. Wasn't she the man that the original owner told him about? Cripple Yang? "

"Yes, yes, Young Lady is still thinking about men. At such a young age, you can already create your own child. How do you want to cooperate, Second Brother will let you have a good time?" As Lame Yang spoke, he began to touch his own body and arms, his actions were extremely vulgar, if any ancient woman saw this, she would probably cry out of embarrassment.

Ning Yan's eyes twitched, and his hand lost some control. She swung the stick in his hand, and smashed the back of Lame Yang's head. Cripple rolled her eyes, and directly laid on the ground.

Ning Yan exhaled, and looked down at Cripple's clothes. There wasn't even a patch on him, his eyes lit up, and he pulled off Cripple's outer clothes and pants.

He took a look at Cripple Yang and his eyes contained a bit more disdain. The pork ribs in the market were more than this person's flesh, yet this man still dared to sneak an attack. Was he not afraid of using it too much?

Picking up Cripple, who only had one piece of clothing left, he walked onto the village street and tied him to the stone mill.

Thus, she broke a willow branch from the tree at the side and lashed it against Cripple's white flesh. After the pattern on Cripple's fat body changed into a thin piece of flesh, Ning Yan felt really comfortable and returned home humming a song.

A look at the clothes on the ground and the shiny silver knife made him smile. Only the heavens knew how poor this family was. They didn't even have proper tools, and even their axes were so rusty that they were difficult to use. Now, they had a knife.

"Tsk …" Ning Yan believed that her future days would get better and better.

She took a look at the clothes on the ground, picked them up and threw them into the yard. She dug a hole under the tree, buried them, and used the dirty clothes again.

After she finished all of these things, Ning Yan rubbed her stomach, hungry.

He sharpened the dagger in his hand to become sharper on the grindstone, then picked up the wild chicken that was tied to the kitchen with vines, and waved the dagger towards the wild chicken.

Just that, there were no seasonings in the house, it was difficult for a beautiful woman to cook. Ning Yan's culinary skills were much worse than a chef's, if there were no seasonings, she would not be able to cook anything delicious.

He rubbed his starved stomach and dragged his weak legs towards the river, where he ate a few lotus leaves and prepared to make a lotus leaf for a chicken.

When he got home, he took the internal organs out of the chicken's stomach and stuffed it with some wild vegetables from the back mountain. He rolled the chicken up with yellow mud, wrapped it with lotus leaves and started roasting it in the pit.

There were very few sparks left in the courtyard. After a long while, Ning Yan extinguished the sparks and walked back towards the house, waking up the sleeping Little Bun.

The two of them did not eat dinner. If they let Little Bun sleep until dawn while starving, that would be a form of abuse.

"Mother?"

Hearing Little Bun's gentle voice after he had woken up, Ning Yan's heart softened as he pulled out a smile and said as gently as he could, "Eat something before you sleep."

"Mom, am I dreaming?"

Ning Yan's movements froze. Seems like she still had a long way to go before raising the bun. She said faintly: "Guess!"

Ning Yan naturally knew why Little Bun had asked him such a question. Since sshe was young, he was already used to being abused.

"…" Ning was even more confused now. Perhaps he really was dreaming!

If he wasn't dreaming, why would his mother say such strange words?

Faintly following Ning Yan to the courtyard, they watched as Ning Yan dug out a ball of dirt from the ground.

"This is indeed a dream, I am so hungry that I want to eat dirt!" Little Bun muttered as Ning Yan paused in his movements. What the hell was this? Would she let her child eat the dirt? Was raising a child so annoying?

In the midst of the chaos, Ning Yan picked up a rock from the ground and threw it at the yellow mud on top of the rock.

At the same time, a sweet smell wafted into his nose.

He tore off a piece of chicken leg and placed it in his hands, "Eat it and sleep again!"

Little Bun blinked his eyes, then blinked his eyes again. With a howl, he bit into the chicken leg.

The wild chicken had sufficient amount of exercise, and its meat was fresh and delicious. Adding to the fact that there were a lot of fresh vegetables wrapped in her stomach, giving him a sweet smell, Ning Yan ate more than half of the chicken alone.

Less than half of them entered his stomach.

After they finished eating and drank a bowl of cold water, the two of them laid back down on the bed.

"Mother, can we eat meat everyday in the future?"

"…" What kind of dream was that? With my back against a mountain, I would be able to eat less meat. Ning Yan started to despise the simple and unadorned ambition of a Little Bun: "There's no need for that, from today onwards, we'll eat meat everyday."

Ning Yan chatted about eating meat with Ning Zu for a long time, until Little Bun fell asleep again.

"..."

"..."

The Tongxian County was not close to the Gouzi Bay, and an adult would have to walk for two hours while leaning on their legs.

In order to make it in time for the morning market, Ning Yan had opened her eyes early, washed her hands and face, and changed the medicine on the wound on her forehead.

"Mom, don't sell rabbits."

"Selling it for money, didn't you say?"

"Rabbits are kept, and little rabbits are born. There will be more meat. "

"…" Looking at the silly rabbit and wild deer in the basket, Ning Yan was defeated by Little Bun's teary eyes. She threw the rabbit in the basket into the chicken coop.

Ning Yu was overjoyed. She swung her thin and weak legs and ran outside. Separating her fence enclosed yard from the outside, she pulled some tender grass from the ground and placed it in the chicken coop. She muttered, "Bunny is so delicious.

Seeing how the silly rabbit had eaten the grass that was already more than enough to fit in the chicken coop, Ning Yan felt that this world was a bit of a fantasy. Didn't they say that taming wild animals would require a period of time? Why is this rabbit in my family so cowardly?

"Stay well at home. I'll go to the county and bring some meat buns for you!"

Hearing that Ning Yan wanted to go out, Ning Yu ran to Ning Yan's back and grabbed onto Ning Yan's clothes. She raised her head and looked at Ning Yan pitifully: "Mother, you are not trying to run away are you?"

"..."

What strange idea!

Ning Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. When she realized that Little Bun was lowering his head, his eyes flickered for an instant.

The child didn't really think that she was going to run away, but to retreat and advance forward. She wanted to follow him to the county city, but she had to put on the appearance of a pitiful child who was about to be lost.

This kind of cleverness definitely wasn't due to the original owner's intelligence, tsk … Ning Yan was curious about the father of the Little Bun that she had never seen before.

"You want to go to the county?"

"If you want to follow mother, then go wherever she goes!" Skinny claws grabbed Ning Yan's hand, raised her head and looked, the hope in her eyes almost turning into substance.

Even though she clearly knew that the little guy was suffering, Ning Yan could not refuse. She could only frighten him: "The city is very far away, you can't walk anymore halfway, I won't carry you."