Domineering Peasant Girl is Not Easy To Mess With

"Fifty catties of meat is easy to say. If your family is in trouble, you can do it anytime. But you should also know that the big turtle has a weird temper, which is not guaranteed... But this time, let's work hard together and let Mu Uncle and several uncles save a little effort."

"Hey, Dashan people are good!"

"Oh, thank you very much. With this big guy here, how much effort we have to save, ha ha!"

All the people in the company suddenly became happy with smiles on their faces, and they all spoke good things to Gao Dashan.

You must know that it is not an easy job to walk such a long mountain road with two buckets of solid salt.

Although they eat less salt for daily cooking, the salt brought back is not only used for daily cooking, but also for making pickles and cured meat.

Even in the summer, if you bury the meat in such salt and put it in a cool place at home, it will not go bad even if it is left for ten and a half months, and there will be no peculiar smell at all.

Therefore, the two full buckets of salt in each family are basically used up in a year.

Mu Zhihong suddenly felt aggrieved by punching the cotton, just looking at the smiles and excitement on the faces of everyone in the company, what else could he say to spoil the fun or put on airs?

Even Mu Zhizhong felt a little resentful: He was the one who mentioned this matter first, why didn't any of these people appreciate him? Humph, if he doesn't mention it, they won't fart! Now it's all right, it's all light!

Gao Dashan was very polite and friendly with everyone with a smile, and finally bid farewell to each other and continued on their way.

A Yuan breathed a long sigh of relief, smiled and patted Da Gui on the back and said, "Da Gui is quite pitiful, so many people are thinking about it."

Hearing this, Big Turtle twisted his neck and glanced at A Yuan, thinking that Mr. Turtle is afraid of being missed? joke! Who dares to think that Mr. Turtle can't kill him with one paw.

Mu Qingli snorted lightly, and said with a nonchalant smile: "It's useless to think about it, who doesn't know that Da Gui has a bad temper!"

The big turtle blinked the little mung bean's eyes, and raised its head high: That's right, Mr. Turtle just has a bad temper! Other than this woman who had to buy it, other people want to make it... Hmph, let's talk about it first!

When the group returned to the village, the sun was just about to set.

Gao Dashan and A Yuan originally planned to carry their own things back home, but Mu Qingli and the others insisted on sending them to the door of their house.

Two barrels of salt, one basket of golden fruit and one wild egg, and two rolled wolf skins belonged to them, and they took them out one by one. The rest belonged to Mu Qingli and the others.

Aunt Tang smiled again and said that they were tired these days and had another day of driving today, so they might as well stop bothering to make dinner and come over to eat.

Mu Qingli declined with a smile.

When he got back to the door, he happened to see Zhao Xiaosong wandering around the door of his house. Seeing them coming back, Zhao Xiaosong smiled and called out, "Brother Mo! Qingli!" and strode up.

Glancing at the two buckets full of peach blossom salt, Zhao Xiaosong touched his head with a "hey!", and said with an embarrassed smile, "I originally wanted to ask you if you want to join my family to pick salt, who knows?" I know you have picked it back."

Zhao Xiaosong is not ashamed to say some things, but in fact he wanted to talk to Mu Qingli and Mo Yunshen about this a few days ago. It is also a very hard work to sort out and repair what others have discarded.

Mo Yunshen and Mu Qingli saved his life. Although he didn't publicize this incident in the village, and he didn't come to the door to thank him with drums and drums, he always remembered it in his heart.

However, Zhao Xiaosong didn't know if Mu Zhihong would bring Mo Yunshen with him when he went to pick salt—after all, he was Weng's son-in-law.

If Mu Zhihong brought him with him, there would be no need for him to be troublesome—he didn't want to get involved with Mu Zhihong, and now he was afraid when he saw Mu Fangping, and when he heard her call "Brother Xiaosong" delicately "My scalp exploded and I ran away quickly.

Speaking of before, he actually had a good impression of Mu Fangping.

Mu Fangping's family background is good, she is beautiful, she looks gentle and delicate, her eyes are affectionate and shy, looking at her, even a young man would be proud and tempted.

He thought about it before, it would be great if he really married her.

But ever since he saw the vitriolic and shrew-like way she treated her younger siblings, Zhao Xiaosong's affection for her dropped to zero in an instant.

She has a sharp and sharp personality, and is used to doing one thing in front of her face and another in another's back—no matter how good-looking she is, who would dare to marry such a woman?

Who can guarantee that one day after marrying back, she won't reveal her true nature and transform from a gentle lady into a dominatrix? He doesn't want it!

Today, I found out that Mu Zhihong and the others had already set off to collect salt, and Mo Yunshen was not among the people traveling with him. Zhao Xiaosong mentioned it to his father, and then came to Mo Yunshen.

Unexpectedly, when they came, the yard door of their house was locked, so they were not at home.

He waited for more than a quarter of an hour and didn't see them coming back. He wanted to come back tomorrow, but they came back just as he was about to leave.

And it's back from mining salt.

Mu Qingli and Mo Yunshen looked at each other and smiled, this Zhao Xiaosong is quite a good person, and he made a good relationship with him that day.

Hearing what he said, Mo Yunshen smiled and said: "Thank you Xiaosong for your kindness. We happened to go with Brother Gao and A Yuan two days ago."

"Oh!" Zhao Xiaosong suddenly realized that Gao Dashan and A Yuan were suddenly very close to their home, and they came to help when they built the house, and he knew about it. Will go with them, no wonder.

"Okay, then you guys go back first, I should go too!" Zhao Xiaosong nodded and smiled, "By the way, if you need my help in the future, just come to me."

Mo Yunshen agreed, and the family opened the courtyard door to go back.

Put the things in the storage room and put those wolf skins, Mu Qingli, into the space at random, and make them again when you have time.

"Sister, what are you having for dinner tonight? I'll make it!" Xiao Ya'er said with a crisp smile.

Mu Qingli took a look at the little guy, although the little guy sat on the back of the big turtle and didn't need to walk, but the back of the big turtle was not a luxury car - sitting in a luxury car for a long time would cause back pain.

Hearing what she said, she wanted to refuse, but when she saw her looking at her with bright eyes and a smile, she couldn't say the words of refusal—for fear of hurting the little guy's self-esteem, the little guy was only thinking of giving back to his family. Helpful.

"Let's cook some porridge tonight! Tiger meat porridge." Mu Qingli laughed.

"Well, good!" Little Ya'er nodded, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Where did sister and brother-in-law put the tiger meat, it still tastes so fresh."

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