"I don't have to thank you anymore. Wear a hat when you go out."

After a hoarse reply came from the room, another violent cough was followed.

Ningxia felt a little nervous. Could it be that "Grandpa" could see his background?

Is this a monster who has a good impression of the human race?

With mixed thoughts, Ningxia left the door.

After walking out of the door and looking back at the entire Xiao family, Ningxia realized how simple this family was.

There are three rooms in total, plus a fence wall, forming a courtyard of about 200 square meters.

A vegetable bed was opened on the left side of the yard. Some of the human race's red peppers and green leeks were also quite a lot, and the rise was gratifying.

Ningxia wondered, even though there were so many vegetables, why did every meal be mushy?

Ningxia stepped on the big stone at the doorstep and looked at it. A large area of ​​rice fields were opened to the west. It was early winter. The rice fields were golden and had a great rise.

It is faintly spacious and you can see many figures busy in the fields.

Suddenly, a man led a huge black cow and walked past him.

He was a gray-haired old man with very inconsistent head and body. The back of the coarse cloth pants was bulging and half a dry tail was revealed through the edge of the pants.

Ningxia felt awe-inspiring and couldn't help but press the edge of the hat.

This is the world of the demon clan. As a human clan, he has any flaws and is worried about his life.

Ningxia was really curious as she watched the white-haired old man leave.

He could see that the white-haired old man had almost no cultivation, but he had transformed into shape.

No one answered the doubts, and the road under your feet was slippery.

After half a stick of incense, Ningxia found Ah Dun.

The little girl was waving her sickle quickly, and a large number of rice fell behind her.

Looking at the rice half a man tall, Ningxia sincerely sighed that it was still a world full of spiritual energy and rich resources.

It’s really not a vision to enjoy the cool under the grass.

"Brother Jun, what are you doing?"

A Dun waved to Ningxia from afar, and his white fingers were like a piece of jade carving in the sun.

"Among, you have a rest, I'll help you."

Ningxia took the sickle from Ah Mian's hand, bent down and swung the sickle as if it was like a slight move. Before taking a few steps, her feet were already floating.

Ah Di snatched the sickle, "I'll do it, Brother Jun, you're not healthy, just rest."

Ningxia's face was gone, and two rainbow bridges in his body were entangled, making him lose his magic power now and his body was still very weak.

As a last resort, Ningxia had to try to tie rice. The slow movement was slower, but it could help in the end.

The little girl works very quickly and has excellent physical strength. She separated nearly two acres of land in one breath and did not stop at all.

Seeing the sun set, the little girl finally put away her sickle, and a huge wooden kettle on her crotch waved to Ningxia, "Brother Jun, come back."

Ningxia pointed at the rice all over the ground, and the little girl said, "It's okay, the brothers and brothers in the village are all very good. No one will take it. Just come and harvest it tomorrow."

There are customs in each place, and Ningxia is not allowed to point fingers. He follows the little girl and walks through the fields. The sunset is shining on the road ahead, and the evening breeze blows the fragrance of rice, and a long-lost peace arises in Ningxia's heart.

As soon as the peace arose, it was overwhelmed by a stinging pain.

He thought of Qin Keqing, who was now closed and alone, accompanying the ancient Buddha of Qinglan all day long.

"Don't worry, find a way to find out the situation first and find a way back home quickly."

Ningxia dispels distracting thoughts and strengthens confidence.

Soon, my confidence was impacted by the aroma of oil.

Thirty feet away in front was a three-way intersection, and a meat stall was set up. A fat man covered in oil stains was closing the stall.

Seeing Ah Dun from afar, the fat man greeted, "Little Ah Dun, a newly hunted wild boar, and the last bit of plum meat left, take it back and give it to Grandpa to have a tooth sacrifice."

Xiao Amin waved from afar, "Thank you, Brother Niu, my grandfather and I don't like to eat meat."

After greeting him, Xiao A-Din was about to leave, but found that Ningxia's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground.

"Who is this?"

The fat man stared at Ningxia and looked at him.

Xiao Amitun said, "This is the grandson of Grandpa's old friend, who is here to visit Grandpa."

This was what Xiao Youxin told Ah Di, and she remembered it very well.

The fat man smiled and said, "Since there is a guest, I'd better take this plum meat back."

Xiao Amin shook his head and whispered to Ningxia, "Brother Jun, Grandpa said he can't take other people's things for nothing. The money I saved is not enough to buy meat."

Ningxia pointed to the oil in the dirty bucket next to the meat case and said, "Brother Niu, how do you sell the items in this bucket?"

He didn't know what the transaction currency was here, so he asked on purpose, but saw the thick oil thrown into the dirty bucket at will, and when he saw the fat man treat it as a discard.

The fat man said, "These oil bubbles are of no use? They are used to feed some animals. Why, Brother Jun wants them?"

Ningxia said, "If Brother Niu is useless, I will be shameless."

The fat man quickly lifted the dirty bucket out, and Ah Mian whispered, "Brother Jun, what do you want to do? Our family has not fed the animals."

“I have my own use.”

Ningxia replied in a low voice, clasping her fist at the fat man, "thank you brother Niu, then."

He picked up the dirty bucket and was about to leave, his body softened and almost fell down.

Xiao A-Min took the dirty bucket and arranged five copper plates on the meat case, "Brother Niu, I only have so many."

The fat man's big palm fan's hand was swaying like a shaking fan, "Take it back, take it back..."

Xiao Amin left quickly with a dirty bucket, Ningxia bowed to the fat man and quickly followed.

When he got home, Ningxia poured two large pieces of oil from the dirty bucket into the basin and mentioned it to the stream to wash it.

Then, the stove was opened.

Xiao A-Ding kept surrounding the front and back, not knowing what he was going to do.

Ningxia asked her to watch the fire in the stove, quickly cut the oil into small pieces, and threw it into the iron pot with blue smoke.

Soon, the oil in the pan evaporated all the water and began to produce an attractive oily aroma.

Xiao A-Din, who claimed to not eat greasy things, could no longer help it. He stood up and stared at the oil residue in the pot that had been gradually zoomed yellow, his eyes were dull.

The saliva at the corner of his mouth flowed out unconsciously, wetting the front collar.

"Little greedy cat, if you want to eat delicious food, you have to wait a little longer."

Ning Xia gently knocked on her hat, "Get the basin, hurry up and get the basin."

Xiao Amin blushed and looked around. He couldn't find a basin at all. He only found a few stone pottery bowls.

Ningxia used a shovel to dry the grease in the pot, drained out the oil residue, twisted a piece, and handed it to Xiao Amin.

Xiao A-Dun reached out to take it, and put it in his mouth without caring about it.

Ningxia felt quite strange. This little girl refused to take the hat when she was having dinner. Her face was covered by black cloth, and she was tighter than him.

After making the lard and oil residue, Ningxia found the rice jar under the guidance of Xiao Adi.

He thought the rice jar was limited, after all, Xiao A-Ding made food three meals a day.
Chapter completed!