She became rich after being dressed as a group pet

Chapter 303 Playing in the River
Although it is only early summer, cicadas have already climbed up the branches, singing loudly to the fiery sun.

The golden glow shone on the water, and was cut into countless fragments by the ripples, and flowed down the water to a farther place.

Jiang Zhimian and Lin Miaomiao had been arguing for a while, and their bodies were all wet, so they sat on the big slate for laundry and wrung water.

"It's a pity that we didn't catch any fish." Lin Miaomiao said regretfully.

Jiang Zhimian laughed, "It's no wonder that the two of us can still catch fish if we make a fuss like this, we were scared away a long time ago!"

Then, he picked up the unfinished topic just now, "Who planted the land that was sold?"

Lin Miaomiao tilted her head and wrung the water from her hair, "It's still the same people before. Selling the land to pay off the debt is just a matter of the present, and they have to earn money to live on in the future, so they rent the land back and pay for the food every year. "

She said with a long sigh.

What is this all about!

Sowing well, but because of gambling, the land was gone, and I became a tenant of others, why bother?
"This is the mentality of a gambler. If you win, you still want to win. If you lose, you want to win back. That's why you put yourself in it." Jiang Zhimian said.

"Yes." Lin Miaomiao agreed.

Jiang Zhimian asked again, "Who suggested the land sale?"

"I'm not sure. Anyway, when I knew, the village chief's family had contacts with those landlords. Everyone was short of money, so they went naturally. I heard that the village chief can get a [-]% kickback. "Lin Miaomiao said.

The [-]% rebate may not seem like much at first glance, but the sum of so many households cannot be underestimated.

Otherwise, how would the village chief's mansion be repaired?

"Is Shang Shuci and the village chief's son married? Or is there any sign of marriage." Jiang Zhimian asked the last question.

Lin Miaomiao shook her head, "No, she only said she was staying temporarily, but when I passed by several times, I clearly saw Mu Mu hugging her and kissing her."

Wood is the son of the village chief.

Jiang Zhimian thought in his heart, this is probably the answer to that sentence, right?

To fall in love without the purpose of getting married is to play hooligans.

Mu Mu and Shang Shuci are more straightforward.

You don't even need to fall in love, just play hooligans!
"Hey, what do you eat without fish? You can't just eat some small potatoes. Otherwise, next time I go to the town to sell straw sandals, I'll treat you to roast chicken." Lin Miaomiao said.

Jiang Zhimian didn't want it, his attention had already shifted to the stone slab below him.

"Sister Miao Miao, are you fast at weaving baskets?" Jiang Zhimian asked.

Lin Miaomiao replied, "It depends on what kind of basket it is. If it is fine, it will take two or three hours, but if it is made casually, it will be done in a while."

Jiang Zhimian gave her a task to weave a small basket. It doesn't have to be too big, it can hold seven or eight catties of things, and the gap doesn't need to be too small. It just needs to be the size of a small potato that won't fall off.

"No problem." Lin Miaomiao agreed, stood up from the bluestone slab, and walked to the side.

There was a willow tree not far away, and she tore wicker to make a basket.

Jiang Zhimian went into the water again, touched the bottom of the bluestone slab, and quickly brought out a large handful of snails, all of which were the size of quails.

Just now when she was sitting here chatting with Lin Miaomiao, she saw these snails, and her heart was really itchy.

If the matter can't be resolved for a while, you can't treat your stomach badly to worry about it, right?

There is going to be heavy rain again, and when the mountain torrents come, these small rivers will be filled with water, and the snails will not be fished out.

Take advantage of this opportunity to eat more.

When the bluestone slabs were full of snails, Lin Miaomiao finished weaving the baskets.

"Zhimian, these snails are full of mud, why are you fishing for them to raise?" Lin Miaomiao asked.

Jiang Zhimian remembered the story that in modern times, when she was the attending doctor in a hospital, a little girl came to see her with a dying French snail in her arms.

In this story, her physician assistant said that the snail could be handled, so in the expectant eyes of the little girl, she baked the French snail with salt.

To this day, Jiang Zhimian can still recall the lingering screams and cries of the little girl.

And the panda eyes of the physician assistant for more than half a month.

Of course, snails and snails cannot be compared.

How can salt-baked snails be as delicious as stir-fried snails!
I saw that the little assistant didn't grasp the essence of spicy food back then.

"I don't raise it, I eat it. You said there was sand when he ate it, because he didn't let him spit it out. After taking it back, raise it with clean water for four or five days before eating it. It won't be like that." Jiang Zhimian withdrew his thoughts. , whispered.

Lin Miaomiao nodded, "That's it, I will try later."

While talking, a scent suddenly wafted not far away, making the gluttons in the stomachs of both of them come out.

"It smells so good, what does it smell like?" Lin Miaomiao twitched her nose curiously.

Jiang Zhimian turned his head directly, and found that Chi Mohan had actually set up a rabbit to roast on the fire. The skin was burnt brown, and it was bubbling with oil.

Two people walked over.

"Where did you get the rabbit?" Lin Miaomiao asked curiously.

Chi Mohan pointed to the grove next to him, "Here."

"Isn't that a wild rabbit? Oh my god, you are amazing. Last time my father made a lot of traps in the woods, but he didn't catch any of them. As a result, two days later, when he went in by himself, his feet were caught. , It hurts for a long time." Lin Miaomiao's eyes were full of admiration.

Jiang Zhimian noticed something else.

She looked around, but didn't see any rabbit fur or internal organs.

After asking Chi Mohan, he learned that he was buried in the woods.

"Buried? That's a pity. The rabbit fur can be kept for making things. I'm thinking about making blush recently. It's best to use soft rabbit fur as a brush." ​​Jiang Zhimian regretted.

"I haven't dealt with it, I'm afraid you will see the blood." Chi Mohan said.

Lin Miaomiao next to her teased her, "Zhimian, your sweetheart is really caring, and I'm afraid you will be scared, how kind she is to you!"

Jiang Zhimian's cheeks were slightly hot, he coughed slightly, and squeezed the soft flesh around Lin Miaomiao's waist.

It doesn't hurt, it's itchy.

Lin Miaomiao was ticklish, so she laughed loudly and did not continue.

She was afraid that Jiang Zhimian would continue to pinch her soft flesh.

The constantly jumping flames reflected the faces of the two girls, making their skin whiter and their eyes darker.

Chi Mohan continued to roast the rabbit without looking sideways, ignoring what he said just now.

He turned the rabbit over and squeezed a little mint leaf juice picked from the river to remove the fishy smell.

And Lin Miaomiao had had enough of laughing, so she planned to put all the snails on the bluestone board into baskets.

As soon as he stood up, he saw a figure not far away.

Immediately froze, he said bluntly, "Zhimian, Shang Shuci is here, just across the river, did he come to see you?"

(End of this chapter)