Crossing the Book: The Vicious Female Supporting Woman Was Whitewashed by Fighting with the System

Zhao Ling kicked his legs happily and stretched his arms back and forth.

No problem anymore.

Except for some slight pain, she can run, jump, and move freely.

Therefore, the stamina points awarded by the system will not only improve her physical fitness, but also speed up her recovery from injuries.

This is much better than beauty worth that worthless thing.

If she really can't avoid Ling Yehan's death method in the future, increasing her physical strength will give her a better chance of surviving.

Zhao Ling raised his head excitedly, looked directly at the system and said loudly: "I want to do a task!"

System: "...Final warning! Do not reveal the existence of the system in front of outsiders."

Zhao Ling blinked blankly, "There are no outsiders here...hiss!"

Strong electric current passed through the body, shaking Zhao Fuling's limbs with sharp pain.

She just jumped up, but because of this, she suddenly fell to the ground.

Xiaohua happened to come over and saw Zhao Ling lying on the ground. She hurriedly opened her mouth and looked like she was going to cry: "Mother, what's wrong with you, mother?"

Just after the electric shock ended, Zhao Ling fell to the ground weakly.

Compared to the last time when she fainted, not only did she not faint this time, she also managed to survive.

This shows the importance of these three points of physical strength.

Zhao Ling rested his forehead on his arm and let out a long breath.

Zhao Xiaohe and Liu Wenhui heard the sound and rushed over. When they saw Zhao Ling lying motionless on the ground, they both felt a little panicked.

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

"Ningning, please don't do anything bad. If something happens to you, how can I help your mother..."

Zhao Ling really didn't like listening to this mother-in-law talk.

I always feel extremely unlucky.

She turned her head and glanced at Liu Wenhui. After the words in the other person's mouth stopped suddenly, she sat up with strength and said to Zhao Xiaohe: "It's okay. I didn't have breakfast and I don't have enough energy and blood."

Upon hearing this, the worry on Zhao Xiaohe's face disappeared instantly.

She stood up, curled her lips and said, "We have all eaten, and my sister-in-law's breakfast is in the pot."

"Oh, I'll go eat right away."

Zhao Ling stood up and saw the little girl raising her head and looking at her with worry.

She smiled and stretched out her hand

ua's messy little head: "Mom, didn't you..."

Before she could say the last word, her hands froze.

The little girl's hair is too dirty.

He reached out and touched the oil stain on his hand.

Zhao Ling felt the groundhog scream in his heart, but his face remained calm and he silently took his hand back.

She held her hand far away as if she had broken her arm, and asked Xiaohua: "Have you washed yourself?"

Xiaohua shook her head: "Not yet. Grandma said that my mother can make nice little braids, so she asked her to get up and wash her face and tie her braids."

Zhao Lingpi smiled but said: "...Yes."

Zhao Ling went out to get water, washed her hands vigorously, and then took Xiaohua to wash up briefly.

She wasn't very good at combing ancient women's hair into a bun, so she simply braided herself into a big braid.

Xiaohua followed her like a little tail. When she saw the braid, her eyes were bright: "Mom, mother, Huahua also wants big braids."

Zhao Ling looked down at her sparse yellow hair and said "tsk": "Your hair is not thick enough, please grow it longer."

Xiaohua said "Oh" in disappointment, but in an instant, she happily urged: "Mom, Huahua wants a little tug."

Yesterday's double-twitching of the head was very popular with her.

It just fell apart while sleeping, and accidentally tore it off when I woke up in the morning, and there is no way to put it back together.

Zhao Ling looked at her again and said, "Wait a minute, Mom will eat something to serve you."

This little girl was so dirty that she couldn't stand it anymore. The first thing she did after wearing the book was to eat and drink enough to transform into a little milk baby!

After Zhao Ling had breakfast, he asked Liu Wenhui: "Mom, are there any honey locusts at home?"

Liu Wenhuiwen shook her head weakly: "No, it was all used up earlier."

Zhao Ling asked again: "Are there soapberries or other cleaning products?"

Liu Wenhui was stunned for a moment and said warily: "Are you asking about pancreatic juice?"

"Miracles?" Zhao Ling thought about it. In the past, most of the washing supplies commonly used by nobles in ancient times were this kind of thing.

But ordinary people basically use honey locust, right?

But Liu Wenhui asked like this, Zhao Ling still nodded: "Yes, I want to wash Xiaohua's hair."

Liu Wenhui waved her hand instantly and said: "I don't have any more here. If you want to wash Xiaohua's hair, just use rice water."

Zhao Ling heard something was wrong.

She is no longer here, but co-authorship was there before?

Zhao Ling looked at Liu Wenhui in surprise, and without worrying about whether she was hiding something, she said "Oh" and turned around to leave.

Just as he left, Liu Wenhui hurriedly entered the house and carefully closed the door.

Zhao Ling looked back, curled his lips, and walked to the kitchen.

The Qi family has long been out of food. Not to mention rice water, there is not even any rice soup.

I still rely on Mrs. Zhao for food these days, so it’s impossible to wash my hair with rice water. I’ll just use the most primitive and simple method.

Zhao Xiaohe was cleaning the pot, and Zhao Ling asked: "Xiaohe, are there any plant ash?"

Zhao Xiaohe looked back and replied nonchalantly: "Yes."

"As long as you have it." Zhao Ling found a basin, poured the boiling water that Zhao Xiaohe boiled into it, and mixed the plant ash into it.

She squatted at the door and stirred with a wooden stick. Zhao Xiaohe frowned, not knowing what she was going to do.

Zhao Fuling stirred it for a while, waited for it to slowly settle, and then went outside to find a piece of linen cloth.

Zhao Xiaohe looked at her, frowned and asked, "Sister-in-law, what do you do with plant ash water?"

Zhao Ling didn't raise his head, and said while filtering the ash water from the vegetation: "Wash the little flower's hair."

Zhao Xiaohe was surprised: "Why not use honey locust?"

The mountains in the two villages in Hexi and Hedong are covered with honey locust trees. People in the village pick them back every year to wash their hair and clothes, and every household saves a lot, which can fully meet the needs of the year.

Some industrious people even collect honey locusts and sell them outside, although they don't make much money.

Plant ash water can also be used, but it is not as effective as acacia locust.

Zhao Ling was stunned when he heard this. He thought about it carefully, but found that the original person, Zhao Ningning, did not have this information in his mind.

So is this young peasant girl really pampered and completely ignorant of worldly things?

I don't even know where there are honey locust trees.

Zhao Ling stopped, thought for a moment, and asked Zhao Xiaohe: "When can the honey locusts be picked?"

"We still have to wait half a month." Zhao Xiaohe glanced at her and asked tentatively, "Sister-in-law, do you want to pick it?"

Zhao Ling nodded: "Since it is needed at home, it is natural to collect it and prepare it."

The surprise and disdain in Zhao Xiaohe's eyes almost showed on her face. She stared at Zhao Ling and said, "My sister-in-law has never done such a thing before when she was not married."

Zhao Ling said "hmm" and deliberately teased the other party: "Didn't I have you before?"

Zhao Xiaohe's expression changed instantly.

She had a pulled face, looking a little disgusted and a little fierce.

As if remembering the past, he exerted force with his hands, and there was a loud sound when the bowls, chopsticks and pans were put down.