Rebirth Eighty Little Spicy Wife Has Space

Chapter 430 Don’t blame me!

"You, you, um, if you had this ability, you would never go back to your mother's house."

"Do I have a family? Where are his family and mine?" Aunt Junhua's tears fell.

"Dad, have you never thought about my mother in all these years? You want my mother to live in the house where she exchanged the dowry for Gui's son. Aren't you afraid that my mother will jump out of the grave to find you?"

"Well, don't talk about what you have or don't have. If you don't want to give me the house, just tell me."

Even though Grandma Chabi spoke very hard, his face was still a little pale.

He doesn't regret that others don't know, but at this time, his heart is not peaceful, and others can see it.

"Dad, don't blame me. This is the only thing left by my mother and sister. I can't let that woman endure it anymore."

"Yes, I won't ask you." Grandpa Xu Limin turned around and slammed the door.

Aunt Junhua cried sadly. Aunt Wu spent a long time convincing people.

Thanks to Aunt Wu's words, everyone in the village knew that the village party secretary's family did not intend to sell the house. From then on, no one came to inquire about the house.

Of course, in addition to these, other things will be passed on. The most popular ones are about Xu Limin.

While people were condemning Gui and Kong Xiangling, they were also talking about her life experience.

The excitement in the village did not affect Xu Limin. Xu Limin studied, practiced and sold vegetables as usual.

It was a sunny day. Xu Limin looked at the vast white mountains and was ready to leave.

I haven't been to the mountains for a long time. Xu Limin wanted to take a look.

Just leave as you say, just take a bow and arrow this time.

In winter, Daqingshan has shed its green clothes and put on white snow clothes. The little animals hide in their nests and refuse to come out.

Xu Limin walked up the mountain along the familiar mountain road. The world was white along the way. Even the tallest trees were wrapped in silver.

The sun shines in through the gaps in the branches, shining brightly, and occasionally you can see the colors of the rainbow.

The mountain is very quiet. Even the little squirrels don't want to come out to see the beautiful scenery.

The snow on the mountain is very soft. The foot sockets are not deep, but walking is very difficult.

Xu Limin had expected such a scene. Fortunately, she was prepared for it.

Xu Limin has naturally known the magic of skiing since modern times. She has been preparing for it since the first snowfall.

The conditions here are limited and we can't do any troublesome skiing. However, Xu Limin once read a document.

"The shield is high, and the head is high. Under it, a layer of horsehide follows the sweater."

This is the oldest fur ski. It is a means of transportation for humans to chase prey in the snow forest.

Fur skis are mainly made of the lightest, strongest and non-deformable red pine boards. A leather rope is passed through the ski to fix the front foot, and then the horsehide is wrapped underneath to increase the friction when retreating and going uphill, so that the ski will not fall backwards

slide.

This is the wisdom of the ancients.

For the sake of future generations, plant trees.

Xu Limin is a bargain. If she had never seen this kind of material, she would not make snowboards.

Third cousin Sun Hongju said that the fur skis made by Xu Limin were much better than the two skis they wore every winter when hunting.

Entering the mountain forest and far away from the village, Xu Limin took out the fur skis from the storage bag.

Stepping on the skis with your hands, pushing the skis with your hands, gliding flexibly on the vast sea of ​​snow, and shuttling through the forest are fascinating.

The speed of skiing and walking are incomparable. At this time, Xu Limin had already arrived at the place where traps are usually set.

Various small animals often pass by this place. Although it is winter, there are still small animals coming out to drink water or looking for food to eat.

There are several rows of footprints printed on the snow, including bamboo leaves, plum blossoms, crescent leaves, bifurcated leaves, etc.

Xu Limin frowned and carefully recognized that they were human footprints. In winter, in the mountains and forests, where do people come from?

But she's never wrong.

Who is this person? Why do you want to go to the mountains at this time? Are you like her or have another purpose?

(End of chapter)