Father Lin was a paper tiger. He was so frightened that he hid behind Mother Lin.
"My whole life is worth a lot, but it's still a little worse than yours. If you don't work hard enough, your family will be wiped out."
"I am different. If the one in my family is gone, I will be gone. I will use my rotten life to pay for the hard work of your family."
"I've made a lot of money."
After saying this, she burst out laughing.
But everyone got goosebumps and left in groups.
The village chief had experienced countless things, but he was not frightened by her. He just sighed.
I thought she was sensible, but she was still just as irritable.
"Miaomiao, let's go."
After hearing the village chief's words, Li Miaomiao stopped laughing, and Lin and her father were terrified.
"Village chief, how about another day? Li Miaomiao seems to be a little abnormal."
Father Lin was trembling.
Li Xiaorou pretended to be frightened on her face, but she was happy in her heart.
It's fine if you're crazy, but if you're crazy, you can't take Lin Dalang away.
The village chief glared at him and said in a stern voice: "I am only free today. If you don't go, all the potatoes in the field will belong to Li Miaomiao."
Climbing up the mountain, the village chief divided the land from the middle.
The Lin family's parents were about to go down the mountain to pick up manure and water the ground, when suddenly a crisp sound came from behind them.
"Wait a moment."
Mother Lin became more and more disgusted with Li Miaomiao and stared at her, "What do you want to do again?"
Li Miaomiao didn't bother to pay attention to her and directly saluted the village chief.
"Grandpa, the village chief, I just got married and my family doesn't have much fertilizer. They have occupied my land for three years, and I asked them to water it together several times before the potatoes matured. It's not too much."
The village chief folded his arms and thought deeply.
Father Lin jumped so anxiously that the veins on his neck popped out.
"I'll give you back the earth and give you half of the potatoes. Isn't that too much? Why don't you go to heaven?"
Li Miaomiao smiled: "It's okay not to water it. I will pull out all the potato seedlings in this field now. I have the final say on my land."
If she doesn't have a good time, they can't have a good time either.
After cutting down a tree at the foot of the mountain, Lin's parents felt that she could really do it.
I was so anxious that I had no choice but to look at the village chief.
"Village Chief, Li Miaomiao has gone too far. Please judge."
"Just do as Li Miaomiao said. I will supervise you every time you fertilize."
The village chief smoothed his beard and walked slowly down the mountain with his hands behind his back.
Father Lin hurriedly caught up, "Village Chief, why are you always looking at her?"
The village chief has never been afraid of trouble or gossip.
As he walked slowly, he smiled and said, "Her father has been friends with me for decades. What kind of friendship do you have with me?"
The words hidden in the smile left Father Lin speechless.
Old Li is about the same age as the village chief. Because he got married too late, Li Miaomiao is only in her early eighteens this year, only two years older than the village chief's granddaughter.
Hearing the village chief's words, Li Xiaorou felt jealous again.
How could she get the blessing of the village chief?
Looking at the village chief's back, Li Miaomiao thought a little of her grandfather.
Like the original owner, her family members are all gone and she is the only one left in the world.
She pursed her lower lip, and then shouted to the old man who was going down the mountain: "Grandpa, village chief, I'm going home by another way, please walk slowly."
Her voice was so loud that half the village heard her.
Including Xiao title.
The village chief waved his hand to express his understanding.
Li Xiaorou originally wanted to use the sexual intercourse last night to disgust her, but saw that she ran in the other direction.
He stamped his feet angrily.
Li Miaomiao found the way down the mountain and chopped down the dense weeds with a woodcutter. When she was almost home, she chopped down another cypress tree.
After dragging it into the yard, I picked up some fresh hay and spread it on the bed board.
The dried grass has a warm smell, and once the quilt is dry, she can sleep alone.
Li Miaomiao was busy in the yard in the afternoon. Xiao Qianquan pretended not to hear the sound of chopping wood outside.
Only the pebbles that turned into sand one after another in his hands revealed how annoyed he was with the banging sound.
Li Miaomiao used cypress trees to make a pair of armpit crutches that were nearly 1.5 meters high. Without a chisel, she cut them bit by bit with a hatchet, and used wedge nails and tenons to solve the problem of two angles.
Then knock in the square wooden stick that supports the hand and you're done.
It was already dark after I finished a pair of underarm crutches.
She could do it faster if she had a set of carpenter's tools.
She stood up and shook off the sawdust from her body, and walked to Xiao Xian's room.
Seeing a pair of crutches in her hand, Xiao Xian's eyes moved slightly.
She is busy doing this...
Li Miaomiao lit the tung oil lamp in the room, and the gradually brightening light reflected on her face, adding a bit of warmth.
She took the crutches to the bedside, smiled gently at the man and said, "I'll help you down. Can you try it?"
Xiao Xian stared at the things beside the bed and glanced at the woman standing at the head of the bed.
This was the second time she spoke to him in such a doting tone.
"To please me for the dowry?"
Li Miaomiao's eyes paused slightly. She didn't want to please him by making him a crutch, she just saw that it was inconvenient for him to hold up two wooden sticks.
It just so happens that I am good at this craft, so I just made it conveniently.
"I want to get along well with you."
As soon as the words came out, the man smiled slightly, and his charming voice was tainted with a bit of desolation.
"do you understand me?"
"Do you know how my legs were broken?"
"Except for the name Xiao Xian, you know nothing about me. If you want to survive, be a couple with me and not disturb each other."
Li Miaomiao frowned slightly. It sounded like he had a secret?
"Take your things and go out, and don't mess with me again."
Li Miaomiao cannot be frightened by the cold and ruthless expulsion order.
She could die on the way back from delivering a coffin to a client. She had never seen such a storm.
"I remember it, but there is no reason to take back what I have made. Whether you want to use it or not is up to you."
She put her crutches against the wall, then turned around and walked out of the room to cook in the kitchen.
"I won't get angry over such a small thing."
If her gesture of making dough is not twice as big as yesterday, it can really be seen that she is not angry.
In the room, Xiao Xian felt a slight discomfort in his stomach.
He moved his legs outside with his hands and touched the shoes with his toes with only a little feeling. Even though this small movement made his legs hurt like thousands of needles, he didn't even frown.
The old guy didn't lose all his legs.
It is to let others live without human beings or ghosts.
With hatred, he reached out and took the two small wooden sticks, without even giving the crutches next to him a glance.
In the kitchen, Li Miaomiao cut the noodles and when she scooped out water to wash her hands, she found that the water tank was almost bottomed out. She picked up the bucket and walked to the well to fetch water.
When I saw Xiao Xian coming out holding two wooden sticks, I remembered what he said and pretended I couldn't see him.
He picked up a bucket full of water and walked to the kitchen.
I cooked two bowls of water and only put lard and green onions in the soup.
Just like yesterday, Xiao Xian's portion was placed in the room and she took the noodles outside to eat.
While eating noodles, she thought about how to make money.
There was only ten cents in the small wooden box, so I couldn't buy anything.
The first and fifteenth day of every month are the days when the villagers collectively go to the county market. First, they make a gadget to test the water, and then go to the city to take a look at the furniture styles of those Luban stores.
As long as you make a more innovative style than theirs, selling one can guarantee you will not starve to death for at least ten days and a half.
As soon as Li Miaomiao entered the room after washing her feet, she saw the quilt folded vertically in the middle, like a dividing line.
"Not that much."
