Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 213 A Small World
The captain smiled very much, and just when the friends wanted to get started together, the captain said: "It was given to us by the head of the base. He said that we should keep some things at the bottom of the box."

The little friends heard that this space ring was given by the base chief, and asked them to pack the things at the bottom of the box.

The complaints against the base commander since the early morning finally stopped.

It was still Uncle Sun and Uncle Xu who were reliable in their conversation, and asked the capacity of the space ring when they opened their mouths.

"It's about ten square meters in size. Although it's not big, it's still okay to hold some important things when we go out on missions."

"Does that mean that next time Sister Xinci is making delicious food for us, it will be fine for the captain to put it in the space ring, and we don't need to run back with the basin in hand."

The realm of foodie is that you can think of food no matter what you do, and everyone is speechless.

Fu Xinci, who was missed by her friends, was still pretending to be a child. Today, she finally took advantage of her family's unpreparedness and piled up all the straw in the space outside the west wall of her yard, which is the drying yard.

This season, almost no one went there, so she had to put all the stalks there temporarily.

She also had no choice. There were more and more straws in the space, and a large part of the planting area was taken up. It was really a waste, and she felt distressed when she saw it.

It's great this time, although I'm a little nervous, but at least it doesn't take up space.

After all the straws were piled up, Fu Xinci secretly went back to the yard to find her grandfather. She just thought of a not-so-perfect reason.

She wanted to talk to her grandfather, hoping not to frighten his old man.

At this moment, Grandpa Meng was sitting outside the window basking in the sun. The white sun shone down, and the people who shone on it couldn't open their eyes, so they could only stay with their eyes closed.

Grandpa Meng just likes this kind of sun. He also said: "The weather is getting colder and colder. It is very good to have such a sun. Let's cherish it."

After Grandpa Meng finished speaking, he was about to close his eyes and continue to bask in the sun when he saw his granddaughter walking over with a very careful look.

"Ci'er?"

"Grandfather." Fu Xinci looked around and saw Qi He and Meng Yuluo playing sepak takraw with Yu'er, and Xiao Bai also joined in the fun.

Her father and Meng Qicheng drove the donkey cart to loosen the branches, her mother, Tian Shi and Zhong Shi were cooking lunch in the kitchen, the Nuanxin sisters, and Ke'er were helping to light the fire.

No one in the vicinity pays attention to their grandparents and grandchildren. Fu Xinci considered her words again before stammering: "Grandfather, I dreamed of that old woman again."

"Ci'er, did you dream about that old fairy again? What did the old fairy tell you?"

"The old god said he would give me a good place to go."

Grandpa Meng heard from his granddaughter that the old fairy wanted to give his granddaughter a good place to go, so he immediately became flustered, and he didn't care about basking in the sun, so he stood up from his chair and asked, "Ci'er, what is a good place to go?"

Fu Xinci did not expect that her grandfather would be frightened by her just saying a word.While feeling guilty, she supported her grandfather's arm and walked towards the corner door to the west.

"Ci'er?"

"Grandfather, don't be afraid, listen to me tell you slowly."

Although Grandpa Meng was very anxious, he still trusted his granddaughter very much, so he listened patiently.

Fu Xinci spoke very slowly, in fact, she had no idea in her heart, she didn't know if her grandfather would believe her after she said it.

The grandfather and grandson finally walked to the west corner gate while Grandpa Meng waited attentively.

"Ci'er, shall we go out?"

"Yes." Fu Xinci knew that her grandfather had the key to the West Corner Gate.

Grandpa Meng did not disappoint his granddaughter either. He took out the key, and the grandfather and grandson pushed open the west corner door together.

It's just that when Grandpa Meng looked at the huge pile of straw outside the corner door, he still showed a surprised expression.

After a while, Grandpa Meng recovered from his astonishment, "Ci'er, is this what you let grandpa see?" After Grandpa Meng finished speaking, he still didn't quite believe what he saw. , tremblingly walked to the side of the huge pile of straw, stretched out his thin fingers, and touched several straws respectively.

After the comparison, Grandpa Meng muttered: "The old god is different from us mortals, and there is not a single grain of rice missing from this ear of rice."

Fu Xinci: I guess so.This time the harvesting and threshing were done by herself driving her father's small harvester and thresher.Even if she was careful, she believed that there were omissions.

Grandpa Meng carefully looked at some straws nearby, and then continued to ask: "Ci'er, what did the old god tell you about the place to go?"

Fu Xinci could see her grandfather's worry. She was afraid that her grandfather's anger would cause serious illness, so she made up her mind to tell him about the matter in the dimension.

After all, the friends in Dragon City also need supplies, and the long winter in Liaodong is coming.

The cold winter lasts for four or five months, not to mention other things, but food and vegetables are a big problem.

In order not to keep lying, at least not with her grandfather, Fu Xinci began to lay the groundwork for what she was going to say to her grandfather.

Lying also requires technical content, especially for a grandfather who has vision and seen the world, if he can't tell, he will be smashed.

My mother, it's hard to embarrass her.

For the first time, Fu Xinci discovered that this was a century-old problem.

Seeing his granddaughter's distressed face, Grandpa Meng didn't rush to urge her, but squatted down, pointed to the straws and said, "This is a good thing, if you see this, Thirteenth Lord, you will have to drag him to his house. "

"Grandfather, let's not let the Thirteenth Lord see it, otherwise we won't be able to explain it."

"That's right. The source is a big problem." How could Grandpa Meng really tell Thirteen, even if his family had to think it over before saying it.

Seeing that her grandfather was distracted, Fu Xinci stopped worrying about what she said before, so she started to make up.

"Grandfather, the old fairy said that she may not be able to appear with us in the future."

"Ci'er, this is correct. After all, she is a god who can only officially take office after a thousand years. If she appears too early, it will disturb the order of one party, which is not good for others or herself."

"Well, that's what her old man said."

"What else did the old man say?" What followed was what Grandpa Meng cared most about. He was afraid that his granddaughter might make a mistake, and he couldn't bear it.

"Her old man said to give me a small world. This small world can be separated from the secular world and coexist with the secular world. It is only for me, and it can also protect my family in times of crisis."

Fu Xinci finished the above paragraph like an endorsement.

Grandpa Meng was stunned when he heard it, and it took a long while before he asked with a trembling voice, "Ci'er, what is this small world?"

(End of this chapter)