MTL - A Fully-Leveled Bigshot Builds a Farm with Her Family After Transmigrating-Chapter 6 eve of the fight

  Chapter 6 The Eve of the Fight

   This trip, Lu Jingzhi returned with a full load.

  With two pheasants in his left hand, he swayed down the mountain with a basket on his back.

  The current season is early summer, which was called Mengxia in ancient times. April of the lunar calendar is almost May according to the Gregorian calendar. The hot temperature has already begun to take shape. It is not obvious in the deep mountains, and the sun is covered by lush trees. On the way down the mountain, the temperature gets higher and higher.

  After she raises the ability of the water system, she will be able to regulate her body temperature just right.

   There is no need to sweat profusely like it is now.

   Smelly and hot.

   Taking a bath is also on the agenda.

   "Jiang Xiaomiao! Jiang Xiaomiao! You girl, my aunt is calling you, what are you doing so fast!"

   It wasn't until Lu Jingzhi was grabbed by the arm and subconsciously wanted to throw her over the shoulder that he suddenly remembered that the original owner was Jiang Xiaomiao.

  This Aunt Zheng is calling her.

  The fat aunt’s husband’s family name is Zheng, and she is a hunter. The family population is simple and the family is harmonious. In this era when everyone can’t eat enough to eat, it is very rare to raise her chubby.

  Maybe it’s a happy life, a very kind heart, and loves to fight against injustices. When this kind of thing happened to the original owner’s house, he helped out three times and four times.

The panting middle-aged fat woman is not good-looking, with a round figure tucked into dark clothes, a bun on her head, and a silver hairpin. When calling her, she is full of air and has a loud voice. Loud.

  After seeing the person coming, he restrained his hand, and Lu Jingzhi smiled obediently: "Aunt Zheng, I'm sorry, I didn't hear you calling me in a hurry to go home."

"You're being polite, girl. Don't be ashamed! Don't go home, go for a walk, and go to your aunt's house to hide. Your grandma brought someone to the door again." Aunt Zheng acted in a hurry. With Lu Jingzhi's sleeves on his sleeves, he was about to take a detour to her house.

   "No, my mother and sister are still at home."

  The eleven-year-old girl's body is thin and weak, as if it could be broken by the wind. She is carrying a large back basket that is too heavy for her, staggering and running forward.

  Aunt Zheng slapped her thigh and shouted anxiously, "What are you going to do? Oh, walk slowly."

  Lu Jingzhi stopped suddenly. Standing here, he could already see the dilapidated thatched cottage at the end of the village. Most of the crowd had already gathered. Obviously, the villagers were used to such a farce that was staged every three days.

   Quickly unloaded the back basket, and handed the two fat pheasants to Aunt Zheng's hand, "It's too heavy, I can't run, please help me watch, I will pay you with a pheasant."

   Before Aunt Zheng could answer, Lu Jingzhi, relieved of his burden, turned around and ran towards the broken thatched cottage.

  Aunt Zheng: "Hey, Xiao Miao, don't go there! This child!"

   She stomped her feet anxiously.

   Taking a closer look, the pheasant with its wings **** and fluttering is extremely fat and brightly colored, even better than domestic hens.

   Now Aunt Zheng's footsteps were dragged, she gritted her teeth, carried the basket on her back and walked briskly as if flying home.

   Just because of the trust that the second girl of the Jiang family entrusted this pheasant to her, she can't let this family have trouble.

   Need to find someone quickly!

  Hey, this basket of wild vegetables is extremely heavy.

  Aunt Zheng felt sad when she thought that she had been working all the year round, and the basket felt heavy when she carried it. The second girl of the Jiang family carried it down from the mountain.

   It would be great if Jiang Laosan didn't die.

  Aunt Zheng shook her head, she couldn't say this in front of the two girls, otherwise it would make them cry again.

   Walked quickly to the door of the house and shouted: "Master, master, are you back, boss, second and third, come out, hurry up, follow me to the end of the village!"

  (end of this chapter)