Zhao Yuanlan imitated these words and then looked at Zhao Yuanle.

"She is moldy, and everyone in the valley left when she saw her.

You see, she is embarrassed to walk over the river to wash clothes, she can only walk around this unpopular ditch.”

After hearing these words, Zhao Yuanle suddenly remembered a character.

Xianglin Sao.

The same tragic character has a bad life and will suffer such malicious intentions from the people around him.

It's really miserable.

As soon as he finished sighing, Zhao Yuanle saw a small tree with forks on the side of the road.

Her eyes shined.

OK, this tree dares to grow like this. Didn’t it force her to cut it down and make a slingshot?

She stopped.

"Wait a minute, I'll cut this down and go back to make a slingshot."

Zhao Yuanlan glanced at the branch and nodded.

"This one looks good and can definitely make a good slingshot. The elder brother will probably compete with us at that time."

As Zhao Yuanle spoke, he touched the back of his back.

After touching for a long time, I couldn't touch the sickle.

Zhao Yuanle simply put down his back, looked around, and flipped over the pig weed inside, but didn't see the sickle.

"The sickle is gone."

Zhao Yuanlan was shocked when she heard this.

"Ah? If the sickle is lost, my mother will definitely scold us to death."

Zhao Yuanle knew the importance of a sickle at this time, so he put down his back and walked back.

"I walked back and looked for it. I was still there before, and there was no one on the road, so I would definitely find it."

Seeing Zhao Yuanle walking back, Zhao Yuanlan couldn't help but say.

"Come back if you find it. If you see that mold, don't talk to that mold."

Zhao Yuanle did not respond, but walked all the way to look around and carefully looked for the sickle.

Walked all the way to the edge of the river.

Widow Yu felt someone coming, looked over vigilantly, and looked at Zhao Yuanle who was coming.

She then quickly moved her eyes away and lowered her head to beat her clothes with the wood.

Zhao Yuanle walked over and arrived at the grass edge of the backdrop before, and indeed saw his sickle.

After picking up the sickle, Zhao Yuanle was about to go back.

As Zhao Yuanle walked over, Widow Yu quickly raised her head and looked at Zhao Yuanle.

I thought I could only see a widow Yu, who was the one who was behind Zhao Yuanle, but I didn't expect that Zhao Yuanle also turned around and looked at her.

The two looked at each other again.

This time, Widow Yu was very hurried and quickly lowered her head and slammed her clothes more vigorously. As a result, she hit her hand because of panic.

She yelled, closed her mouth again, and looked at her fingers.

Zhao Yuanle looked at the movement and listened to the sound. She knew that this must be painful without looking at Widow Yu's hand.

Seeing Widow Yu endure the pain and continue to look as she lowered her head to wash clothes, Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but walk over.

"Your hands are fine."

The whole person was frozen, and Widow Yu was stunned. She didn't expect that Zhao Yuanle would come over and ask her about this, but she didn't respond for a moment.

Zhao Yuanle walked closer and saw Widow Yu's hand. His fingers were already visible to the naked eye and became congested and swollen.

"What are you doing with such great effort in pounding your clothes?"

Zhao Yuanle said another sentence.

Widow Yu reacted at this time and showed a hurried and unacceptable smile. Subconsciously, she put away her smile, but soon, her smile appeared again.

"I'm fine. I don't need to use force to wash it clean."

Zhao Yuanle heard Widow Yu's voice. Although it was a little hoarse, he could still hear a good tone.

"Oh, you have to be careful next time, the fingers hurt the most.

It will probably take many days for you to get better. Should you go to the end of my house and get some herbs to apply it?"

A look of surprise flashed in Widow's eyes, and then she waved her hand.

"No need, it doesn't hurt."

After saying that, Widow Yu didn't know what to say and smiled in a hurry.

Zhao Yuanle waved his hand.

"Then I'll go back first. If your hands are not good, come to my house to get herbs."

Widow Yu said thank you no more and watched Zhao Yuanle leave.

After Zhao Yuanle could not see it, Widow Yu looked at her fingers and suddenly smiled.

She was stunned when she saw her smile reflected from the water.

Suddenly, my eyes felt sore, and hot tears fell, breaking her reflection on the water.

He looked up at the place where Zhao Yuanle left, and Widow Yu couldn't help but cry.

Zhao Yuanlan was waiting for Zhao Yuanle to find the sickle and came back. When she saw the sickle in Zhao Yuanle's hand, she pulled the tree branch with her hands.

"Cut it quickly."

Zhao Yuanle picked up the sickle and cut and broke the tree branch.

He carried the treasure and Zhao Yuanle walked while tidying up the tree branch with a sickle.

Zhao Yuanlan looked at him happily.

"Second sister, let your father get a slingshot for us. He is the best at making this.

Then we will go and beat the birds and eat them.”

Zhao Yuanle was speechless.

"Why are you just thinking about killing birds and eating?"

Zhao Yuanlan hummed.

"What are you doing? What can you do if you don't hit birds? If you hit people, we will be beaten."

Zhao Yuanle glanced at Zhao Yuanlan: "You can also eat wild ducks. It's not just birds, but quails, which are more meat than birds."

Zhao Yuanlan: "Help..."

After laughing twice, Zhao Yuanlan said, "I heard that some people can also use slingshots to hit hares."

Zhao Yuanle: "Then I can't do it. The rabbit moves too fast and I can't hit it."

Zhao Yuanlan glanced at Zhao Yuanle.

"Then your wild duck will be beaten?"

Zhao Yuanle: "You can try it, forget it if you can't beat it."

Zhao Yuanlan: "The big brother can beat him when he comes back, and he can beat him the most accurately."

The two of them said one by one, and the sunset pulled their backs long and went to the trees on the other side of the ridge of the field.

The buffalo often lowers his head and eats a bite of the grass on the roadside, and most of the time it is quiet.

When he got home, Zhao Yuanle cut the pig grass into pieces and went to the pigpen to see his little piglet.

She felt that the piglet seemed to have grown a little bigger in just these two days.

Tsk... The power of the Pig God is so terrifying.

In order to verify his guess, Zhao Yuanle also pulled Zhao Yuanlan in and took a look.

Zhao Yuanlan: "This pig is quite fond of cleaning, and even shit knows how to pull in the pit."

Zhao Yuanle: "I taught me."

Zhao Yuanlan: "Just blow it."

Zhao Yuanle: "You said, is this pig growing older than at the beginning?"

Zhao Yuanlan took a closer look.

"I don't know how big it was at the beginning. It's only a few days ago, how much it can grow. Second sister, you want to eat pork more than me."

Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuanlan went out and talked about this.

He Ju listened.

"The piglets are growing fast, and they haven't grown much in the past two days. Don't think about it, anyway, they will only be killed during the Chinese New Year."

Zhao Yuanlan sighed.

"I have to wait until the Chinese New Year before I can eat pig-killing vegetables, and there are still many months left."
Chapter completed!