Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

The mother-in-law is an authentic local, and Ding Xuewei is extra careful when speaking.

Fortunately, with light, many things can be expressed with eyes.

She finished washing and wanted to pour water.

The mother-in-law stood up and waved to her.

"Water can't be spilled randomly, the yard is messy, and there is no place to stay. Let me tell you, our village has many benefits, such as the water for washing. Generally, people splash it when they go out. It's okay when it doesn't rain in summer and autumn. In spring and winter, when there is no wind or snow, it is a sin, a pile of mud."

Ding Xuewei carried the basin, followed the mother-in-law's footsteps to go out, then turned and walked towards the gate. Beside the gate, a water tank built of square bricks was faintly visible beside the pier.

"Let me tell you, even the old man in Yiyong Village admires the water tank in our village. Unfortunately, their village was built early, and it is not easy to renovate."

The mother-in-law then boasted again, and Ding Xuewei poured water with her and turned back into the house.

After entering the room, she did not return to the table, but stood stiffly.

The mother-in-law originally wanted to say something, but seeing her disgusted look with her eyelids almost drooping, she reluctantly let him go.

However, before letting Ding Xuewei go back to the house, she kindly asked her to solve the problem of draining water in her chamber pot, saying that it would be too dark in the hut.

"close the door."

After Ding Xuewei stood by the bed in fear for a long time, the girl raised her head.

The two words of export are both deserted and authoritative.

Ding Xuewei wondered what made her maintain such a sense of superiority in this village.

The girl didn't want to pay attention to her at all, it was almost impossible to find out anything from her, so she didn't waste that time, pretending to close the door carefully and hide herself in the quilt.

The small bed might fall down if turned over, but the quilt was not narrow, it wrapped her tightly.

Ding Xuewei, who hid in the quilt, didn't want to enter the space or anything, but because of the needs of the human design.

Sure enough, after she retracted into the quilt, the girl next to the oil lamp paused, looked at her figure for a long time, and then continued.

Looking at the situation in the village, Ding Xuewei was very relieved and fell asleep soon.

So, when she heard the voice outside the door, she turned over immediately.

There are no windows, and the only door frame that allows light to pass through is tightly closed. If it wasn't for someone shouting outside, you would suspect that it was still in the middle of the night when you woke up.

He tilted his head, listened to the movement next to him, and heard the sound of fabric rubbing.

"The door can be opened"

A calm and hoarse voice came.

As soon as I heard it, I knew I didn't sleep well.

Ding Xuewei didn't know when the girl went to bed last night. She was quite curious if she woke up so early today to catch up with work.

He opened the door, deliberately not going out, looking at the girl from time to time with extravagant expectations at the door.

The girl sat in front of the sink and combed her hair without looking sideways. After combing, she tidied up with the faint light of water.

Ding Xuewei admired the use of water as a mirror, at least she couldn't see anything from the sparkling water.

"You go to Pozi Han, she will take care of you during this time."

I don't know if Ding Xuewei was too obedient, the coldness in this sentence was much less.

Ding Xuewei wanted to see if she would take up embroidery next.

As soon as she said this, she would have a problem if she didn't leave quickly.

Leaving an awkward look in her eyes, she turned and went out.

Outside the door, Mrs. Han was talking loudly.

Have a joke with this one, and a joke with that one.

The women who walked out of the room one after another were as young as six or seven years old and as young as fifteen or sixteen years old.

A school of natural and peaceful.

Just looking at the surface, it is really hard to see that these women were forcibly hijacked.

"get up."

Seeing Ding Xuewei's suspicious gaze, Mrs. Han who turned around smiled even wider: "I brought you water, hurry up and wash up."

Although she spent a lot of time in Yiyong Village before, she did not participate in the basic life in the village.

Of course, what she didn't participate in was just every aspect of life.

There are more women gathered in Yiyongzhai than here, and the range is wider.

The women in Tong'an Village are basically slaves and servants of passers-by.

There are not only slaves in Yiyong Village, but also many girls from small families.

Compared with women with good families, slaves who have been restrained for life are better controlled and easier to satisfy. Compared with the Huoli youths in the village, semi-zhaizi women are not afraid of the value of information regardless of their background.

It is impossible for a big family to let their women take risks, and a small family can't afford news of Yan Luomen. Even if they have that money, women who have been hijacked by bandits don't need to spend huge amounts of wealth.

Ding Xuewei didn't think that people in the door would be interested in the origins of the women in this courtyard, and even if there were, she didn't hear anything special, and those like Miss Qing were not worth mentioning by Mrs. Zhu.

No, it was Miss Qing's demeanor that surprised her.

Since he is a person who is reluctant to die, how can he maintain the same pride and complacency? !

Who gave her the courage?

Before Ding Xuewei had a chance to inquire about Miss Qing, her eyes were attracted by a baby who was infinitely close to Xiao Funiu's appearance.

In the original text, there is no text about the heroine missing when she was young, but due to the many changes in the plot, she has to be extra careful.

Taking advantage of the time when the older girls were washing the dishes, she got closer to the girl who had been watching for a long time.

"Fu Niu?"

The girl turned her head when she heard the sound.

The grape-like dark and round eyes were full of doubts.

She didn't know herself, but felt a little familiar.

Ding Xuewei added oil-based waterproof mascara to the foundation this time. It was not easy to wash off her face, not to mention patting it, even rubbing it.

It is normal not to know her, but it is not normal to have doubts.

Only people who know each other will feel suspicious when they see a face that they feel familiar but can't remember.

I haven't seen it there.

"Do you know Ding Anping?"

"... Big sister!"

Fu Niu was stunned for a moment and then exclaimed.

Ding Xuewei is a bit square.

This "big sister" meant that the baby in front of her was the Jiangjiafu girl from Linhai County.

But the tone of respect and surprise is not good.

I'm just the cannon fodder next to the villain, and I'm terrified by the way you act like my brother and sister!
The Jiang family intends to get close to her, and Jiang Funiu is all about peace. She has already felt it from the lines in the letter.

Of course, there is no such intuitive feeling when reading the letter!

"Sister! I miss you so much~"

Ding Xuewei: "!!!"

What do you want her to do.

They didn't interact much.

Ding Xue panicked slightly.

Sister, my sister is full of trains, can't I recognize you, okay?
At this moment, surrounded by people around, Ding Xuewei was flustered.

She is alone, not to mention being exposed, even if she is caught, she can hide in the space and wait for the opportunity.

With this little girl, she can't think of anything!

"This is my distant cousin."

Subconsciously, Ding Xue slightly opened her mouth to explain.

What he said made him feel ridiculous.

"So you are the older sister Fu Niu is looking for!" The older girl on the other side was pleasantly surprised.

Ding Xuewei's head was covered with black lines.

What's the matter with this baby?

It seems that there are many people who know that she is looking for her sister!

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