Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 250 This is the rhythm that will kill you

When I came here, I went through some things, so I walked slowly, and when I went back, it was much smoother, and I was riding a big horse.

Xiaobai stayed restlessly in his pocket, showing his small head, and kept screaming "squeaky".

"Chirp~"

Fu Xinci: These two guys chatted quite lively, and she was infected.

Qi He's exposed eyes kept glancing this way, he liked Xiao Hei very much, how majestic is Xiao Hei who keeps hovering in mid-air.

In winter, it was getting dark early, and the sky was getting dark. Jin Xiaoqi, who was eager to see through, finally hoped for these two cubs to come back.

Especially when I saw the Tatar horses that the two cubs were riding, I was afraid it would be fake.

"You two?"

Whoops, seeing Jin Xiaoqi, Qi Heke started talking.

"Uncle Kim, these two horses are our trophies."

"The spoils of war?" Hearing these three words, Jin Xiaoqi's heart fluttered even more.

Qi He didn't ask him to ask again, but like beans poured into a bamboo tube, he told the story of the three Tatars they met first.

"You two have small bodies, so you made those three Tatars tall and burly?"

"Uncle Jin, I didn't do anything, it's all Sister Fu alone."

"Why alone?"

Qi He told Jin Xiaoqi all about sister Fu using the rope first and then the crossbow.

Then I still felt that it was not enough to say, so I also told the people they met in the Jinjiling Guard.

Seeing that he couldn't finish talking for a while, Fu Xinci suggested that she go back first.

Fu Xinci was afraid that her grandfather would be worried, so she discussed with Jin Xiaoqi, "Uncle Jin, can we put our horses in the guard first?"

"Of course you can, you can put it at any time."

Jin Xiaoqi also fell in love with these two fat and strong horses, and he also thought of a way to get the best of both worlds.

The two children usually don't ride horses every day, and the number of horses in their guard is really pitiful.

If there is a war, these two horses can carry a lot of things.

Seeing that Jin Xiaoqi was willing to cover up for them, Fu Xinci thanked him with crooked eyebrows and a smile, and then ran home.It doesn't matter that Qi Hezheng is talking with Uncle Jin in high spirits.

In the Meng family compound, Fu Yu was on his way to the mountain pass to deliver dinner when he saw his daughter stepping into the house just before the meal.

"Ci'er, why did you come back? Where's Xiao He?" Fu Yu rarely saw Qi He behind his daughter, so he asked curiously.

"Brother Qi may have to wait a while to come back. He is talking to Uncle Jin right now."

"Vernacular?" Fu Yu secretly wondered, when will Xiao He be able to speak vernacular.

(Vernacular: There are two meanings here, one is: able to speak well. The other is: lying.)
Fu Xinci didn't want to say more, she wanted to eat now, she was going to starve to death.Also, she is very tired and she wants to go to bed after dinner.

Grandpa Meng was also worried about them. Seeing that his granddaughter had returned, but he didn't see Qi He, he asked where Qi He had gone?
Fu Xinci answered truthfully.

She is so hungry, she wants to eat.

Grandpa Meng sniffed, and asked suspiciously: "Ci'er, what does this smell like?"

Fu Xinci: Could it be the smell of gunpowder?Think carefully, it is very possible.

Fortunately, she just washed her hands and face, otherwise the smell might be even stronger.

How to do?
She drank a glass of warm water, then pretended she didn't smell anything, and shook her head gently.

Grandpa Meng: Did he smell it wrong?
Fu Xinci: Maybe, and then went to the kitchen with a guilty conscience.

The stove was smoky, and none of the people here could smell the peculiar smell on her body.

It's finally time to eat at the table.

Tonight, we are cooking sorghum rice porridge, served with fried sea fish and fried cabbage slices.

Alas, it would be even better if there were salted goose eggs.Unfortunately, let alone salted goose eggs, there are no salted duck eggs.

However, she was also really hungry, taking small bites, eating sorghum rice porridge, her mouth never stopped.

After a while, a bowl of sorghum rice porridge was drained, and two sections of fried sea fish also entered her stomach.

After a satisfied "um", he put down his chopsticks.

"Are you full?" Seeing her daughter's tired look, Fang's heart ached.He took out his own handkerchief, wiped his daughter's oily mouth, and then said: "Ci'er, you are a girl's family, there is no need to go to the mountain pass every day."

"mother."

The daughter called her "mother" in a tactful way, and Fang's tone was more or less mixed with helplessness. "You can go, but you must take care of yourself."

After Fang's finished talking, she still felt that it was not enough, so she babbled a few more words: "The weather outside is getting colder every day, and the cold in Liaodong is different from our hometown. Girls, don't be tired, let alone catch a cold." , Ci'er must remember."

"Mother, I'll save it." After Fu Xinci finished speaking, she put on her cloak and was about to go back to the small building where she lived. The Nuanxin sisters didn't wait any longer.

No way, she was tired and sleepy.

Back in the house where I lived, I thought that I had been tossing and tossing outside for a whole day, and it would be more comfortable to take a bath.

Fortunately, the temperature of the hot water in the cleaning room was moderate. Fu Xinci sat in the bathtub and washed herself from head to toe, fearing that there would be a slight smell of gunpowder.

Finally washing to her satisfaction, she left the clean room.Without even drying her hair, she climbed onto the Kang and was about to fall asleep.

But something suddenly came to her mind, and she entered the space neatly.

Over there in Dragon City, the friends are still waiting for her.

"Dragon City is getting colder and colder. It's only been a few days of winter, and it's snowing for the second time." Yang Xinjie looked at the heavy snow outside and said worriedly.

"Isn't that right? It's snowing as soon as you say it. It's snowing like a goose feather. If the amount of snow keeps falling like this, Dragon City will have to change its name sooner or later."

"What's the name change?" With a snowflake on his head, the head of the base came in from the outside, and he was still joking.

"I think it's more reliable for Dragon City to be called Snow City now."

"Then maybe the name needs to be repeated."

"Base chief, what do you say?" The captain is more reliable today.

"I just received the news that it's snowing in several cities in the north. And it's surprisingly consistent, it's all snowing heavily."

"What about the cities in the south?"

"The south side is still unclear."

After hearing the base chief's words, the captain fell into deep thought, and after a long while, he asked in a deep voice, "Base chief, are those cities...?" .

The base chief nodded silently.

"What are you doing? Is this an exhausting rhythm?" Without waiting for the base chief to answer, the captain raised his volume and shouted loudly: "It's hard enough to take care of us with kindness, but you still invite others, you are too rude Pay attention."

(End of this chapter)