Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 2 Bibimbap with lard
The author's words are absolutely accurate, Xiaoxian flew out with a few straw awns in his mouth.When she was in Yuntengmen, due to the need of "spatial development", Xiaoxian did not listen to persuasion, and climbed to the cliffs many times to pick flowers and grasses. After crushing several people and killing several piles of flowers and plants, her master Yun Master Qing had no choice but to force her to learn a set of kung fu, which was the only kung fu Xiaoxian knew, called "Yunteng Technique".

The "Yunteng Technique" has been practiced to a high level, and one can fly in the air for hundreds of miles in a day.But those like Xiaoxian with limited talent and insufficient aura absorption can only stay at the elementary level.So far, Xiaoxian's highest record is using the cloud soaring technique, "flying" more than ten meters, the highest height is only three meters.

"I was hit by a thunderbolt," Xiaoxian didn't care about flying or not, she remembered that a thunderbolt passed through the hole in the roof just now, and directly hit her sky cap.When she was in a hurry, she hid in the space, and she didn't know if she was still in the space now.

"Hands are there, feet are there, you can see and touch. The chamber pot is gone, and the firewood room is gone." Xiaoxian spun around on the spot, and there was a piece of hard ground under her feet.The light at night is not good, Xiaoxian can only judge that she is in the space by the touch of her feet.

"Space, space, although you are rubbish, you are my savior, Zhou Xiaoxian, please accept my worship," Xiaoxian was so excited that he could only burst into tears, and lay down in the cultivated field. Arrived at the piece of weed.

"No, no grass has ever grown in the garbage space. What is the fluffy thing?" In a burst of excitement, Xiaoxian picked out a piece of soil and took a closer look. The soil was reddish, while the soil in her space was yellow.

A group of people shouted in the distance, "Xiaoxian," with a rush of anxiety.

"I'm here," Xiaoxian said warmly in her heart. Hearing the voice and looking at the swarming crowd, it must be Master Yunqing who came to find her, a worthless apprentice. He scolded fiercely, but he still cared about her in his heart.

Xiaoxian was about to move forward when she raised her left foot, but her right foot didn't touch the ground. She was unbalanced, and she fell and ate shit, eating grass and mud all over her mouth.

"Xiaoxian, grandpa has said many times that your legs are not good, so don't run around while adults are not paying attention." The light shone on the grinning muddy face, and the old man felt distressed and hugged his granddaughter , rubbing her legs for her.

The old man who was holding him had a snow-white beard with dense wrinkles all over his face. His clothes were neither gray nor white, and he was not his master Yun Qing.You must know that although her master didn't know how many years she lived, she was famous for taking good care of her, and she didn't look old, let alone her heart.

Xiaoxian didn't dare to say anything, so she lay on the old man's shoulder and looked at the people around her.They are all strange people, wearing clothes with torn sleeves and trousers (short sleeves and short pants), and carrying "torches" (horse lanterns) that can be lit without wood.

"Where did the wildfire ignite the haystack?" Several villagers looked at the haystack where Xiaoxian was hiding before, and extinguished the clusters of flames on it.

The old man's granddaughter probably hid in the haystack, and was hit by thunder just like her. As a result, she became the old man's granddaughter.Xiaoxian found that her size had also shrunk, and she was exactly the figure of a five or six-year-old child. The most embarrassing thing was her legs. The left leg was three to four centimeters longer than the right leg. It was a standard length of legs, also known as a cripple.

If the dignified old man finds out that she is not his granddaughter, I don't know if she will be burned as a monster like what the senior sisters who have gone down the mountain said.To save her life, Xiaoxian decided not to say anything.

On the way home, the old man walked with some difficulty, but he never let Xiaoxian go. Like all old people who are old, the old man walked and talked, talking about the things that he and his granddaughter depended on each other. clear.

It was only at the end of the only mountain road in the village that Xiaoxian saw the small blue-gray houses where she and "grandpa" lived.

"Grandpa is going to warm up your meal." The old man in a strange costume first wiped his granddaughter's face with hot water, changed her clothes, and walked into the kitchen without blaming her.

The old man's name is Zhu Shijun, and he is a veteran cadre.63 years old this year.He got off the horse three months ago, and was sent to the southwestern mountainous area in the name of recuperation to recuperate his body.

The original owner of this body was also named "Xiaoxian". She was six years old this year and was the granddaughter of the old man.For some reason, her parents were unable to raise her, so they had to be temporarily brought to this southwest mountain village called Ge Village by the old man Zhu Shijun.

Xiaoxian didn't know what kind of official the chief was, but when the old man carried her home just now, the villagers only dared to follow behind and didn't dare to speak loudly. Their posture was similar to that of the head of the Yunteng Sect when he was traveling.

The old man was busy in the kitchen, while Xiaoxian was outside looking at the environment inside the house.

Zhu Shijun came here in the name of recuperating his illness, so his residence is regarded as a high standard in the whole village, and it is also the only place where the electricity is supplied all night like the radio station in the village.The mountainous area in the southwest is very rainy and full of insects. The roof eaves are built to prevent rain from leaking. The four walls have just been painted, and there is a smell of lime powder.

There are four rooms inside and outside. The place where Xiaoxian sits is the dining room commonly known as the farmhouse, and it is also the place where the village chief and the others usually come to visit the elderly.The room was clean, there was a dustpan and broom in the corner, and the windows were covered with green screens.A few benches and an Eight Immortals table painted with red lacquer.On the upper end of the table, there is a braided black wire (electric light wire), and a luminous transparent ball (electric light) is hung on the lower end.

There was a polished cold water jug ​​on the table, and beside the teapot was a boxy gray box that looked like a brick.

What Xiaoxian was most curious about was the transparent ball that glowed, but now that she couldn't stand up because of her legs and feet, she had to reach out curiously to touch the gray box, and the old man came out with a bowl of rice.

The meal was ready in the evening, and it was kept hot in the pot. During the meal, Xiaoxian sneaked out. When the old man found out, he knew that Xiaoxian had just been at the entrance of the village and got up with a few children in the nearby Miao dam. There was a conflict, and in a fit of anger, he ran away crying.

"Be hungry, eat while it's hot," Zhu Shijun saw his granddaughter sitting on a long bench, touching the "Desheng" radio, the only pastime he brought from the city, and turned on the switch for her.

In the gray box, human voices sang, humming the song Master sang in the bath, Xiaoxian was so scared that he almost fell to the ground again.The old man put the hot meal in front of her.A pair of chopsticks, a bowl of rice, a simple meal.

Zhu Shijun loved his granddaughter very much, but he didn't spoil Xiaoxian too much. After coming to the village, he asked the six-year-old Xiaoxian to do things like eating and dressing by himself.

The rice in the rough porcelain bowl looks like a hill.The products in the southwestern mountainous area are not rich. Except for going down the mountain to go to the market, every household relies on the harvest of one-third of an acre of land for food.Xiaoxian was used to eating BJ's big fish and meat before. When he first came to the village, he refused to eat every day. After being frightened by Zhu Shijunhu with a cane several times, he reluctantly refused to eat.

The rice bowl is not just a bowl of rice, there are a few pieces of white paste on the tip of the rice, the reddish-brown soy sauce mixed with the paste melts little by little in the hot air, and an aroma that has never been smelled penetrates into the rice bowl. Xiaoxian's nose, the smell is very attractive.She was really hungry, picked up the chopsticks, and pulled out a big mouthful of rice.

The lard soaked in soft boiled oil permeated every grain of rice, and the rice grains full of fat stimulated Xiaoxian's taste buds and tongue.The rice was covered with oil, and it became even hotter, Xiaoxian didn't care about this, she stirred the chopsticks, breathed the heat, and ate up the rice in one go.

"What is this?" Xiaoxian had never eaten such delicious food at Yunteng Gate, and she did not forget to lick the tip of her chopsticks after eating.This bowl of rice has virtually shortened the relationship between her and Zhu Shijun.

Seeing his granddaughter's gluttonous mouth, Zhu Shijun brushed his beard and laughed, "Lard bibimbap, your mother was still there. When I was young, I liked the lard bibimbap I made the most," the old man didn't know why it became popular Eye-catching, in order not to let his granddaughter see his embarrassment, he took away the empty bowls and chopsticks, walked into the kitchen, and used the sound of scrubbing to cover up the sound of his sniffling.

The singing gray box sang "babbling" for a while, but Xiaoxian didn't figure out a trick.After Zhu Shijun finished tidying up, he brought Xiao Xian back to her room.

Among the four rooms, the northernmost one is the kitchen, the second one is the eating place, the third one is Zhu Shijun's room, and the innermost one is Xiaoxian's room.The old man made the bed for his granddaughter, coaxed her to sleep, and then turned off the light.

"Where is this place? Why did I come here?" Xiaoxian huddled under the blanket, feeling the soft quilt and clean bed. This was much better than the treatment she received in Yuntengmen. Unscented quilts and spacious beds, "Let's go to the space first and have a look."

(End of this chapter)