Chapter 8
The small vegetable patch in the yard was almost covered by weeds. I finally picked some small green vegetables, washed them, chopped them, and added them to the porridge, barely making a pot of vegetable porridge.

Seeing Lu Jiaming's obviously malnourished face, Song Wenjun frowned.

Just now she figured out that the village is actually on an island not far from the coastline.

Wow, isn't this about achieving seafood freedom?

I need to get some high-protein protein to improve the immunity of the two of them. How can it be okay to drink porridge and eat vegetables every day?
From now on, every meal must have meat, and she and Jiaming have to make up for it. Whose 23-year-old girl has the same body as a stunted 13-year-old girl?
Suddenly there were several rooster crows outside, and Song Wenjun stood up and looked around curiously.

"It's a chicken from my second aunt's house."

"How do you know it?"

"I come here every day, of course I know."

"What are you doing here?"

Just as she was talking, three or four reed chickens flew in from the yard and went straight to her small vegetable garden.

Good guy, no wonder when she just picked vegetables, she found that many vegetable leaves had been eaten and there were only sticks left.

She also wondered what kind of insects could eat vegetable leaves like this, feeling like a few timid old hens.

"Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"

Realizing that Song Wenjun was leaving, Lu Jiaming quickly asked because he was afraid that his sister-in-law would be taken advantage of by his second aunt again.

"Jia Ming, let's have chicken tonight."

The food delivered to the door is not free.

"sister in law?"

"You are at home, I will go to the old branch secretary's house, thank him for the rice and noodles."

Lu Jiaming said "Oh", but why did he feel weird in his heart?Haven't you already thanked me?
Relying on the original owner's memory, she found the old party secretary's house, and there was a child in open crotch pants at the door, and told her that grandpa had gone to work.

The island also practices a collective economy, and every household has to provide someone to earn work points. She is the only one in the village who is indolent and has never worked a day.

But without delaying her finding the old branch secretary, the villagers working around the canal all looked at her in surprise.

Does the sun come out in the west?

What is the lazy Song Wenjun doing here?
"Old branch secretary, something serious happened, you should go back and have a look."

She immediately saw Wang Cui'e's eldest daughter-in-law, Zhao Yuqin, who looked at her and Song Wenjun bared his teeth at her.

"Wen Jun, what happened?" the old branch secretary asked in surprise.

"Human life is a matter of heaven and earth."

Seeing her serious expression, the old branch secretary felt a little thump in his heart. Something was wrong, right?
He hurriedly followed Song Wenjun to her house. Seeing that there was no one around, he was surprised and asked, "Wenjun, where are the important matters that matter to human life that you mentioned?"

"Well, Yunting was eaten by a chicken."

What?
Seeing the confused look on the old party secretary's face, Song Wenjun expressed it in another way, "The chicken ate Yunting."

You should understand the words and phrases of quilt, right?

"Yun Ting? Yun Ting is back?" the old branch secretary asked in surprise.

"Yunting hasn't come back. The Yunting I'm talking about is the cabbage I grew."

What the hell?

At this time, the villagers who were working were returning one after another, and their destination was always her house. Who wouldn't want to see the excitement? After all, the excitement created by Song Wenjun was earth-shattering.

"You said the cabbage you planted is called Yunting?"

"Yeah, I don't know where the chicken came from. It ate all my Yunting. Isn't this a matter of human life?"

"Wen Jun, why am I getting more and more confused the more I listen to it? You just say that the vegetables are eaten by chickens?"

"I am not an ordinary vegetable. Yunting is not at home all year round. Jiaming and I miss him very much, so we call this ridge of vegetables Yunting. Now that Yunting is dying, you have to give me justice." .”

(End of this chapter)

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