The Supreme Villainess’s Journeys as a Cannon Fodder

The children became excited with a cry.

Where do I need to go to the shade of the tree to say something? They talk here, and they can hear it under the shade of the trees. No objection means agreement. The children immediately surrounded An'er and asked him enthusiastically: "What is your name?"

"how old are you?"

"What have you played?"

"What do you like to play?"

An'er had never been surrounded by so many older brothers and sisters before, and she was a little scared for a while, turned around and dragged the corner of Shaoyin's clothes. Shaoyin left in no hurry, and stood there, held by his son.

After An'er grabbed her mother, she relaxed a little and dared to look back. Facing the strange but enthusiastic faces, he was a little bit novel and a little restrained. He squeezed his small mouth and said, "My name is An'er, three years old. I pick up snails and mussels with my mother."

After listening, the children looked at each other scorchingly.

"We accompany you to pick up snails and mussels!"

Then you can launch it!

"Okay." An'er nodded.

The children immediately rolled their trousers and crashed into the water. Three orders and five howls, touched the snails.

After getting into the water, one by one started to play around, and soon the clear river water was mixed up, and nothing was seen. An'er pursed her mouth, but didn't say anything. She stood there looking at them curiously and enviously.

The children remembered to take care of him to eat fish and meat, and soon stopped making trouble, coaxing him to play. Others took the basin and threw it on the surface of the water, and asked An'er to pick up a snail and throw one into it.

An'er was very happy to be watched by so many people, with a big grin.

The women sitting in the shade of the tree and washing clothes did not agree with the children entering the water, but the children were skinned, how could they be cured? Moreover, they have to wash their clothes. How can they have the energy to chase a group of leather kids?

While washing the clothes, while staring at the children picking up snails in the shallow water, he cursed: "Just what she can do!"

"When Gu Tingyuan comes back, I still don't know how to clean up her!"

Someone laughed and said, "Come on! Just her dog temper, Gu Tingyuan can make trouble with her?"

"Oh, a flower is stuck on the cow dung!"

Some women yelled at their children: "Stone! Dare to go inside! I don't want my **** anymore!"

The children can only play in the shallow water. Although it is regrettable, it is satisfying to be able to enter the water. Some people accompany An'er to play, some curiously walked to Shaoyin to watch her spearfishing.

Older children know that fish can't be surprised, and they ran away when they were surprised, so they were very honest, standing there like a wooden stake, motionless.

Shaoyin didn't tease them to talk, catching the wooden fork, and staring at the swimming fish intently.

The sun was getting hot, and she didn't plan to stay in the water for too long, so she quickly speared two fish and threw them to the shore one after another.

There are four fish now, two fish to feed the children in the village, and two fish to eat for themselves.

"Auntie, you are so amazing." Seeing her ashore, the children chased ashore and surrounded her to worship the tunnel.

Shaoyin smiled: "My father is Orion."

"Will you hunt, then?" a child asked.

Shaoyin nodded: "Yes. My father taught me how to trap pheasants and rabbits."

"Wow!" The children exclaimed.

At this time, a child asked: "Why didn't auntie not hunt before?"

"I used to be young." Shao Yin said casually. On the shore, the fish belly was cut open with a wooden fork, the internal organs were dug out, buried on the spot, and then washed by the river.

She is downstream and does not affect those upstream to wash clothes.

Clean up a few fish, and the other children also brought An'er over. Shaoyin looked at her son's little face that was flushed or flushed with excitement, then looked at the snails on the bottom of a shallow basin, and said, "It's hot, let's go home and wait for it to cool down."

An'er hadn't played enough yet, and she was a little bit reluctant.

"I'm going back to stew fish, you remember to eat at noon, don't let me go and call people one by one." Shaoyin looked at the surrounding children and said.

The children watched as she pinched a few sticks of grass to string the fish's mouth together, and couldn't help swallowing the four chubby big fishes squeezed together.

A child said: "Auntie, shall I go to your house to play? I can take An'er to play."

Soon, another child said: "I will go too."

When An'er heard this, her eyes suddenly became shining, and the little loss that had just risen disappeared: "Mother, is it okay?"

"Yes." Shao Yin nodded happily, "Anyone is welcome."

The children were very happy, and shouted at the shade of the tree: "We went to Aunt Gu's house to play!"

"Not allowed to go!"

"Come here to help my old lady twist the clothes!"

"You are here to collect firewood, brat, you dare to run around!"

The children were very skinny, and they all replied loudly: "Got it!"

"Will go back soon!"

"Let's go!"

Energizing An'er, he rushed forward like the wind, and quickly ran far away.

An'er's face blushed, and she was a little puzzled when he was excited. He just heard what the big lady said, and he didn't seem to agree?

But it's also possible that he didn't hear clearly. Anyway, he was very happy to be able to play with so many brothers and sisters!

Shao Yin picked up the fish and followed behind.

A boy was very clever. He hugged a tub of snails and followed her eagerly: "Auntie, what else can you do besides spearfishing and trapping? I heard that there are wild boars and bears in the mountains. "

His eyes flickered, and his face was clever.

Shao Yin said, "I only know this." After finishing speaking, he warned him, "Don't run into the mountains. It's dangerous. My father was killed by a big bug."

He was shocked at once, his mouth opened wide.

"I didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, ask your parents when you go home, they all know about it." Shaoyin said again.

The boy nodded: "I remember, auntie."

This child is called Zhuzi. He is eight years old and can already do a lot of work for adults. After a group of children squeezed into Gu's small courtyard, the pillars did not play around, but washed the snails in the basin, and then asked Shaoyin: "Auntie, do you pour with that basin?"

"Let's go together." Shao Yin answered with a glance.

The pot was picked up yesterday, soaked together, and can be eaten after the snails spit out mud for two or three days.

The children were playing in the yard. Shaoyin scraped the scales in the stove, chopped off the fish head separately, and removed the fish bones and bones.

When these children come to eat at home, Shaoyin wants to ensure their safety and not let them get stuck by fishbone.

But she underestimated these children.

When the two fish were stewed, the whole small yard was filled with fragrance. The children swallowed their saliva and squeezed their bowls into the kitchen room, filling the small kitchen room: "Auntie, You put it in a bowl and I will take it home to eat."

"Me too."

"Auntie put it in the bowl for me."

Shaoyin looked at the sly and immature faces, and couldn't help being surprised, moved by the children's clever and generous heart.

It's just a bowl of fish soup, they actually want to take it home and share it with their family.

"Okay." She smiled.

I took their bowl, no more, no less, two spoons per person.

There is soup and meat, very even.

After the children took the bowl, they compared each other to see if they were less than others. The results are almost the same, so I am satisfied.

"Thank you auntie, we are leaving."

The children were paid and left one by one without nostalgia.

The lively courtyard suddenly became deserted.

An'er was a little bit lost, standing in the yard, watching their leaving backs, and did not move for a long time.

"An'er, eat." Shaoyin filled out the remaining bowl of fish soup, warmed up the lunch Gu Tingyuan had left in the morning, and brought it to the dining table in the hall, calling his son in a daze in the yard.

An'er walked in gloomily.

Shaoyin knew what he was not happy about, so he broke a piece of wotou to him, and said, "They will come to play with you."

"Really?" An'er's eyes lit up suddenly.

Shao Yin nodded: "Really."

Cannibalistic mouths, she asks them to eat delicious food every other time, will they not play with her son?

"Hmm!" An'er immediately became happy, only then did he notice the fragrant fish soup in front of him, "Mother, it smells good!"

Shaoyin was funny and shook his head secretly. How unhappy just now, I even forgot the fish soup.

"Drink it."

"Mother drink too." An'er took a spoon and raised her little arm to honor his mother.

Shaoyin lowered his head to drink, and then said: "You drink first, and the one you are full, and the rest I drink."

"Yeah." An'er nodded obediently.

Before Gu Ting left, he fry the eggplants. Shaoyin ate all the eggplants. An'er drank half a bowl of fish soup, and the remaining half went into Shaoyin's stomach.

After eating and drinking, she stretched out her lower arms lazily, thinking of Gu Tingyuan.

If he is at home, she doesn't have to wash the dishes and chopsticks.

After sitting down for a while, she sulked, took the empty dishes and went to the kitchen room, and washed them with water.

It was midday, the sun was basking, Shaoyin twisted a wet towel, wiped An'er's face, hands, and neck, and then pushed him to bed.

There were no toys at home, so Shaoyin turned out a few pieces of cloth and said, "Mother sew a sandbag for you to play with."

"What is a sandbag?" An'er asked curiously.

Shaoyin searched through Chen Caiyin's memory, and found that there was no sandbag game, and there was no shuttlecock. When the children were young, they chased older children all over the mountains, digging for sweet grass roots, catching crickets, and playing with them. When he is older, after he is seven or eight years old, his focus shifts to farming, and he can't figure out how to play.

"You'll know when I sew it," she said.

She moved fast, and quickly cut out six pieces of cloth of the same size, which were sewn in threes and twos.

This thing doesn't need any craftsmanship. If you throw it around, it will get dirty easily. Even if you embroider flowers, you won't be pretty.

But the sand is hard to find. She replaced it with sand and covered it with an extra layer to prevent the sand from overflowing.

An'er was very young, heavy and inconvenient to play, and it was easy to hurt when she fell on her body. She only put a little sand in, and after sewing it, she took it to An'er to play with, and taught him to kick sandbags.

Then two more were sewn out.

She moved fast, and it took only an hour to sew three sandbags.

She took the three sandbags in her hand, threw them up one after another, played tricks, watched An'er straightforwardly, and patted her little hands continuously.

After playing for a while, Shaoyin told him to lie down and take a nap.

It was too hot, so she lay next to her with a fan, and gave him a cool fan. In the cool breeze, An'er cuddled with her mother, and soon fell asleep.

After he fell asleep, Shaoyin also lay flat and fell asleep.

The mother and son slept until about four o'clock in the afternoon, and they had already escaped during the hottest period before they woke up leisurely. An'er took the sandbags, climbed out of the bed, walked to the door of the house, leaned against the door frame, and looked out with her small mouth.

When Shaoyin saw it, he knew that he wanted to find other children to play with.