Farmer's Home

Chapter 3

Tibetan Qingsong took her sister's arm and said worriedly: "Sister, let's not go. Let's go to the field and secretly dig some sweet potatoes to fill our hunger?"

Saffron comforted: "It's okay, trust me! I used to be too cowardly, but just after being knocked on the head, I suddenly figured out a lot of things. We must never be bullied again in the future."

After crossing over, the basics need to be satisfied with food and clothing.Will you still be bullied in the future?Are you kidding me when she saffron is vegetarian?
After walking out of the small thatched hut, I looked back at the crumbling place.Let her live here?impossible!
It was only a dozen meters away, and came to the four stone houses in the north.Saffron took a look. The so-called stone house is a wooden house surrounded by stones.

The whole is still mainly constructed of wood.The windows and doors are all wood.The workmanship is also very simple, just to occupy such four houses, should they be kicked out?

Saffron stood in the yard, tilted her head and asked Tibetan Qingsong: "Are there all houses like this in the village?"

Tibetan Qingsong looked at her sister and said, "There are quite a few houses like this, but most of them are built with thatch. There are not many houses like this built with wood and surrounded by stones.

Because these stones need manpower to be moved down from the back hill bit by bit.It is very time-consuming and labor-intensive, so there are not many in the whole village. "

After Saffron heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched.It seems that this kind of house is still a "luxury house" in this village!What kind of mountain has she traveled to?

There was no one in the yard, the hall door was tightly closed, and there was no other sound except for the crowing of a few chickens in the yard.

Is there no one?Saffron glanced at the Tibetan pine, and asked him with eyes.

Tibetan Qingsong pointed to the paper-pasted window, and Saffron saw someone sitting on the kang inside and staring outside.

"Heh!" Saffron took a look and chuckled.I'll let you see enough!

"You stand here and wait for me." After speaking to Tibetan Qingsong, Saffron walked to the front of the hall.Facing the wooden door in front of him, he lifted his leg and stretched out his foot, and kicked it down with great force.

"Bang!" Saffron originally wanted to kick the door open, but unexpectedly, the two doors fell to the ground, and many places were broken.

This door is really weak, what kind of wood is it made of?Haven't had time to think about it yet.She heard a thin voice that almost pierced her eardrum.

"Oh, my mother is here! You bloodthirsty bastard!"

A middle-aged woman ran out of the house, not tall.Broom has upturned eyebrows and nose, snobby eyes, and a crooked mouth.At first glance, it looks like a villain.

Before Saffron could react, she rushed out of the yard, sat on the ground and howled loudly.

"Hey, hello... what crime did I do?"

"Dear God, you worked so hard to take care of these two oil bottles, served them with delicious food and drinks, and kicked down the door of the main room for me later. Ah..."

Saffron froze in place, and was taken aback by this scene. She had never even seen this kind of shrew on TV.

Tibetan Qingsong ran over, looked at his sister's feet, and asked worriedly: "Sister, is your foot okay? Does it hurt?"

Saffron came back to her senses and touched his head.Looking back again, the two thin doors: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt! This door is not strong, it's too easy to kick."

The siblings were standing in front of the main room, looking at the people sitting in the yard not far away, crying and shouting.

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(End of this chapter)