Pastoral elegance: the shocking little peasant girl

Chapter 117 Release Brother Chun's Pigeon

It was still dark, but the only few roosters in the village crowed early. Tian hurriedly got up, washed up and started cooking porridge for breakfast.

After all, they are not living in their own house now, and Wang Xiaojun has a young son at home, and breakfast is a must, so Tian took the initiative to do more work.

When Tian Xiaohe heard Tian's getting up, she naturally woke up, and also got up to wash up, but ran out without wiping off the water droplets.

She was dying of curiosity, especially in the dead of night, Tian Xiaohe could hear very clearly, there was a shallow breathing sound from behind the house, there was a slight snoring sound, and the beating sound of two hearts.

However, when Tian Xiaohe rushed to the back of the house, there was no one on the ground, but muddy footprints were left on the ground. Obviously, those two people either woke up and left by themselves, or were quietly rescued by their accomplices gone.

However, it doesn't matter to Tian Xiaohe whether he walks or not, anyway, his family has not been harmed, as long as he sleeps more vigilantly in the future.

The sun is rising, breakfast is over and it is another busy day.

For foodies, all you can think about is what you will eat for your next meal.

Tian Xiaohe looked through the things he bought yesterday, and started to do crappy needlework, preparing to make fishing dragons and shrimp fishing bags, and then go to the river to catch fish to further improve his family's life.

The three of Qian Xiaodou squatted aside and watched curiously. Although they didn't know what her sister was going to make, they felt that she was amazing when they saw her sewing stitch by stitch.

"Sister, can this thing really catch fish? Will it be bitten by fish?" Qian Xiaodou put her arms around the book, looked at the sparse cotton net bag, and thought about how her sister used to catch fish in a basket and roasted secretly For eating, I feel that this thing in front of me is too fragile, no matter how you look at it, it is not as strong as a basket.

"Of course I can. This thing is easy to use, it can catch more than a basket, and it can be put into deep water to catch big fish." Tian Xiaohe said in a full tone, his words were full of confidence.

"Xiaohe, it's a waste of money for you to buy such an expensive iron tool for catching fish. Don't buy it in the future. Mother can use rattan to make a few circles for you."

Looking at her daughter's clumsy needlework, Tian secretly sighed in her heart, and thought about spending more time teaching her needlework, otherwise, her way of being a female celebrity would make people laugh to death when married.

"Is it enough to sew this in a circle?" Tian bit off the thread, handed the shrimp fishing bag he had just sewn to his daughter, and asked curiously, "Who taught you how to make this kind of thing?"

"No one taught it. I just read a book with pictures in the study that day. It showed an old man using this kind of net bag to hold fish. I remembered it and tried to make it useful."

Tian Xiaohe flustered without blushing, and took Tian's sewing, which looked much better than her own sewing.

Hearing what she said, Mrs. Tian no longer doubted anything, and then started to sew the next one for her. After half a morning, the shrimp fishing bag and the two-meter-long fishing ground dragon were finally completed.

The family here is warmly busy, but Xie Lichun at the foot of the West Mountain is anxious. He waited and looked forward to the whole morning until it was dark. Finally, Tian Xiaohe did not come to the appointment. The disappointment in his heart almost caught up with the thick It's dark.
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(End of this chapter)