Dong Nuan's palm is too small, and Huang Xing is too big, almost falling from the palm.
Feeling the changes in her palms, Dong Nuan opened her eyes, looked at the two apricots that were of good quality, and showed her first sincere smile: "It's okay, it's okay, the original ability is still there."
Although the mana from the past is no longer there, and the spiritual energy in this world is so thin that it is almost non-existent, the original ability that belongs to the attributes of the bamboo essence plant is still there.
The original ability of Dongnuan is that she has a natural close relationship with plants. She can nourish plants that exist within a hundred miles around out of thin air. She only needs to expend a little energy to get two of them with excellent quality, tender and sweet meat.
The large apricots and warm winter feel are worth it.
Two big apricots quickly entered Dong Nuan's belly, and she pricked up her ears to listen to what was going on outside.
It was nothing more than noises and curses, mixed in with the sound of the old lady picking up a stick and beating it on the ground.
Dong Nuan didn't bother to care about them, so she lay down on the small broken bed and got ready to sleep.
Xiaowan Village is located to the north of the junction of the north and the south, so most of the people in the village have a kang, so that they can burn some firewood to stay warm in the winter.
However, each household has a large population and cannot live on a kang, so each has to find a way.
For example, in Dong Erzhuang's house, almost every room is occupied by four or five children, plus two adults, so it's really hard to squeeze through.
Therefore, a small broken board bed was added to each room.
The bed in Dong Nuan's house is visually 1.5 meters wide. Dong Nuan and her two younger sisters sleep on it. It is summer now, so there is no quilt on it, but a little hay.
I don’t mind the warmth in winter, so I lie on it, close my eyes and sleep to rest my mind.
When I woke up, the house was quiet. It seemed that the sun was not so poisonous anymore. Everyone should have gone to work in the fields.
Dong Nuan stood up, briefly patted his dusty and patched linen gown, patted the hay off, and then opened the door.
After crossing the house of Fourth Uncle Dong's house next door and arriving at the main room, Dong Nuan simply washed his face. He couldn't go out with blood on his face. By the way, the rag on his head had to be re-wrapped.
Dong Nuan's room does not have precious items such as bronze mirrors, so it can only take a small photo in the water.
The little girl is about 60% similar to the original Dong Nuan, but her figure is too dry, her complexion is tan and unsightly, her hair is tied into two small knots, the quality of her hair is not good, it is yellow and brittle, and it looks like she feels like
Like dry grass.
Dong Nuan doesn't intend to raise her too well. In this era where imperial power reigns supreme, in farmyards, most of the little girls who grow up too well without the ability to protect themselves will not end well.
After packing up, Dong Nuan clapped her hands and went out.
After a good sleep and feeling much more energetic, Dong Nuan decided to go out and do something.
As soon as I left the fence courtyard, I saw the scholar surnamed Liao next door.
By the way, the one with a serious name is Liao Mingkun.
In this village, compared to the names of those who are either big heads, big eggs, iron pillars, and Ergouzi, Liao Mingkun's name is obviously full of style.
Ah, by the way, Dong Yao, the original owner's younger brother, was named after the Dong Wu family who spent some private money to ask Liao Mingkun for help.
"Nuan Ya, are you going out?" Liao Mingkun happened to go out to pour water. When he saw Dong Nuan, he raised a faint smile and said.
Dong Nuan followed the voice and looked over, meeting a pair of smiling and tender eyes.
If it were a little girl, and if she faced such eyes full of deep meaning and love, she would probably be unable to control her physical and mental emotions.
But if you change it to winter warmth...
Sorry, the bamboo spirit has no heart and cannot understand the love and love of you humans!
To be honest, Liao Mingkun is really good-looking, with clear eyebrows, a raised nose, and thin lips. Because he has been studying at home for many years, his face is very fair, just like those beautiful and charming men in Dong Nuan's story books.
Vixen.
The other party is also very tall, he looks like he is seven or eight feet tall. Compared to Dong Nuan, who is now five and a half feet tall and obviously malnourished, the other party is undoubtedly tall.
Dong Nuan still needs to look up a little to see him.
"Hmm." Dong Nuan was not fooled by the male vixen, and he was an enemy. She didn't let his blood splatter on the spot, and she didn't want to be taken away as soon as she finished doing it.
The Dayue Dynasty has laws, and the bamboo spirit is not willing to commit more sins of killing.
There are many ways to take revenge, Dong Nuan thinks you can take your time.
She also wanted to lock Dong Xing and Liao Mingkun together and never separate. The way to defeat the best is to use the best.
Dong Nuan feels that Dong Xing and Liao Mingkun are a perfect match, but she doesn’t know whether the east wind will overwhelm the west wind or the west wind will overwhelm the east wind.
There is no need to rush this matter, you have to plan it slowly.
"Your head hasn't healed yet. It's best to get out of the way. What are you going to do? I just have some time on my hands, so I can help you." Liao Mingkun said and prepared to come out.
The other party usually studies at the county school. Recently, because Liao's mother was seriously ill, he had to miss a few days of classes and come back to check it out.
Of course, Dong Nuan suspected that he might not only have the intention to take care of his mother, but also plot against her.
Showing hospitality for nothing is either cheating or stealing.
Dong Nuan didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but when she thought of this guy taking advantage of the original owner until he died, Zhu Zijing felt a bit uneasy and felt a little uncomfortable.
Thinking of this, Dong Nuan pursed her lips and said with some embarrassment: "How can I trouble Mr. Liao? Auntie of the Liao family said that the hands of the young master are the hands of a scholar, and they cannot do rough farm work like ours."
Liao Mingkun didn't expect Dong Nuan to say that, and the fake smile on his face could hardly be maintained, but considering his own purpose, Liao Mingkun stabilized himself.
But before he could speak, he heard Dong Nuan speak again: "Moreover, Mr. Liao, although we are neighbors and live in the same village, we are neither relatives nor friends. It doesn't look good for you to help me, right?"
Those who know may say you are kind, but those who don’t may scold me and say I am a toad who wants to eat swan meat.”
Having said this, Dong Nuan frowned in distress, seemingly muttering, but said in a loud voice: "Although I don't know what the taste of this swan meat is, but it is probably similar to the big goose at home.
Well, he's old, rotten, and has teeth. Even if I were a toad, I wouldn't really want to eat this swan meat."
The geese at home are raised until they can no longer lay eggs, and the old geese are killed only when they can no longer walk. They are not old and useless.
The problem is, Dong Nuan didn't finish muttering to herself. She raised her head and asked innocently: "Master Liao, you read a lot, do you know what swan meat tastes like?"
Although Dong Nuan looked innocent, Liao Mingkun always felt that he tasted a hint of connotation from it.
Before he could speak, he heard Dong Nuan speak again. When he saw Dong Nuan's small mouth moving, Liao Mingkun felt that his scalp was starting to feel numb.
"Ah, by the way, everyone in the village says that Mr. Liao is made of swan meat, so why don't you take a bite of yourself and tell me what swan meat tastes like?" Dong Nuan's expression could be as innocent as possible.
Liao Mingkun almost choked.
He never thought about how difficult Dongnuan, a little village girl who had never seen the world, could be.
He returned home this time and didn't have much vacation. After all, he didn't want to miss out on his homework.
He planned to take Dong Nuan away in two days, so that she would willingly marry into their family, help him with the housework, and allow him to continue studying decently in the county school.
At this time, he was choked by Dong Nuan several times in succession. Liao Mingkun couldn't help but have doubts. Could it be that this little village girl has regained consciousness?
After a long time, Liao Mingkun finally came to his senses and found that Dong Nuan had disappeared.
Seeing this, Liao Mingkun looked gloomy and his eyes were filled with anger.
