Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life

"The eggs of a poultry called the quail are eaten like chicken eggs."

"I don't want that one for now, the doctor said you can't eat the food you made."

"Sweet corn or something? Just boiled."

"Then let's have two."

"Well, I'll go in and get it, wait a moment."

Qiao Mai unlocked the door and entered the courtyard, barred the door with his backhand, entered the house and returned to the space.

She took a basket, put a watermelon at the bottom, put a box of strawberries on top, three melons, and put two ears of boiled corn on top.

Carried to the front of the courtyard, opened the door, the man did not leave, has been waiting at the door.

"That's all I can take out now."

"How much silver in total?"

"Eight hundred cash for watermelons, five hundred cash for strawberries, thirty cash for three melons, twenty cash for two ears of corn, a total of 1,350 cash."

Yuan Jiaqi counted out one or two or four coins from the money bag at his waist, and handed it to Qiao Mai with both hands.

"What a bother, don't need to type zero."

Is this a tip? This man can do it, he's very good at it.

"No, I don't take advantage of customers, just wait."

She went back to the house to fetch some ears of corn and put them in the basket.

"I don't need the basket, just use it when I come back to buy things next time."

"It's because I didn't think well."

"Go home and watch the kids."

When it comes to children, her voice is much gentler. People who have children naturally know the love that parents have for their children.

Just because he is so kind to children and treats people with humility and courtesy, we know that this man's character should be passable.

The man was about to carry the basket when a childish voice sounded.

"Daddy!"

Yuan Jiaqi hurriedly turned around and walked over, hugged him in his arms, and touched his forehead.

"I still have a fever. Dad bought you the watermelon and other fruits you want to eat. Take the medicine after drinking, okay?"

"Um."

Qiao Mai took a look at the child in his arms, at most four years old, who looked like Yuan Jiaqi.

"Call Auntie!"

"Hello, Auntie."

Qiao Mai smiled at the little boy, "You are also good, you must take medicine when you have a fever, so that you can recover quickly."

"Auntie, I can listen to my father. I don't need to be coaxed by my father. I am not afraid of the pain of medicine."

"What a good boy!"

The man held the child in one hand and the basket in the other, and smiled at her.

"I'm bothering you!"

Seeing the father and son walking westward, she turned and walked into the courtyard.

At the same time as she entered the door, out of the corner of her eye, she saw two shadows sneaking past in the east.

Years of working as an agent immediately made her wary.

He went to a corner of the courtyard to look at Dongzao, and then locked all the doors of the east and west rooms.

Originally, he wanted to make something for himself in the kitchen, but when he thought of those two shadows, his appetite suddenly disappeared.

If thieves came to her yard, it was purely stealing, as long as they didn't destroy her things, she was willing to let them live.

If it was aimed at him, Qiao Mai's eyes twitched, and a trace of killing intent flashed across.

She also locked the kitchen door. Those two shadows should have come to step on the spot just now. If they wanted to enter the house, it should be in the middle of the night.

Thinking of this, she was not in a hurry, and entered the bedroom and inserted the door into the space.

Ling'er is almost six months old and can crawl around on the ground. Qiao Mai removed all the obstacles in the house.

Small things were even put away to prevent her from stuffing them into her mouth and getting stuck.

When she was not around, if Ling'er woke up, she would crawl all over the ground and play by herself.

At the carpenter's shop, Qiao Mai ordered a wooden ball for her to wake up and roll it around, like some angular ones, which she will not consider for the time being.

When she entered the space, the little guy had already woken up and was playing with the wooden ball.

Seeing her mother coming, she patted the wooden ball and smiled at her.

Qiao Mai changed her diaper, wiped her butt, put on a clean one, and cleaned her hands.

"Baby, mother will cook for you, so you can play obediently?"

Now she doesn't have to carry Ling'er back and forth, seeing that she is not pestering herself, she gets up to make milk powder for her.

It would be great if there is a feeding bottle, you can give her the feeding bottle after making the milk, and Ling'er can drink it by herself.

After feeding the child, she drank a bowl of red ginseng water, then took Linger to the edge of the field, let her play with the ball, and she planted peanuts in the field.

When she finished planting peanuts, the child fell asleep holding the ball.

He carried her into the house, put a list on her stomach, and prepared everything that was going to be sold tomorrow.

When I came to the cabinet, I took a deep breath, opened the cabinet door, took out a silent pistol from inside, took a look at the gun chamber, it was full of bullets, then pushed the gun chamber and put on the safety.

As soon as she flashed out of the space, she sat cross-legged on the kang, put the pistol in her arms, and picked up the thick, smooth wooden stick from the kang cabinet.

Look out the window, hoping that the two figures are not coming towards her.

She didn't want to kill, and she didn't want to get other people's blood on her hands. When she came here, she just wanted to live a normal life.

If someone insists on forcing her to kill, then she doesn't mind, she doesn't want to, but it's not impossible.

The moon is heading west, and it will be midnight soon.

She didn't feel sleepy at all, she closed her eyes and listened to all the sounds in the courtyard.

Suddenly, the sound of a bird chirping reached her ears.

In her experience, this is not a real bird song, but someone imitating it.

After the sound stopped, after a while, two soft landing sounds came.

Qiao Mai kept his eyes closed and used his ears to tell the difference. There were two people who came here, both men who knew a little bit of kung fu.

After they entered the courtyard, they didn't rummage around, but approached cautiously and went straight to her bedroom.

She clenched her fist, and it was aimed at her.

Death, or arrest and report to the police?

No, we can't let these two people die. If they die, the bad guys behind the scenes will be proud. Let's catch the reporter, shall we?

Even if the two of them don't reveal the person behind it, it will still make that person nervous and afraid for a while.

She opened her eyes, jumped, and came to the door silently.

In the crack of the door, a sharp dagger was pulling the latch, and she raised the wooden stick with both hands, ready to meet the enemy.

The door was bolted open, but no one came in. Qiao Mai suddenly thought of something, and quickly took out a gas mask from the space, covering his nose and mouth tightly.

Sure enough, a wisp of white smoke floated in from the outside.

These two thieves are really careful, they have to use smoke to deal with a woman.

She sneered and stared at the door. After a while, a head came in and whispered to the people behind.

"Drop that bitch!"

"I'm searching for money in the room, are you going to fuck that bitch?"

"It's not good-looking, I don't want to go to it."

"Then I'll come, you go to search for money?"

Hearing this, Qiao Mai understood immediately.

These two thieves should be entrusted by others to humiliate themselves on purpose, and make some money by the way. After all, they have been in business for so long, how can they not have some private money?

The first one had just leaned in for more than half of her body, and Qiao Mai hid behind the door when she saw the second head.

With lightning speed, the stick in his hand hit the two people's heads twice in succession.

The thief didn't react, and fell to the ground.

She mastered the strength when beating people, neither would they die, nor would they bleed, only fainting.

The voices of the two are not familiar, and there is no need to light a lamp to see who it is, so they definitely don't know each other.

Qiao Mai threw the stick, scratched his hair, then rushed to the yard, shouting with the loudest voice.

"Come on, catch the thief, god damn it, you came to steal me, a poor man."

In the dead of night, shouting this voice can startle people's souls out.

Neighbors, people in front of and behind the house got up from the kang one after another, put on their shoes and ran towards here with a lamp in hand. The courtyard door of Qiao Mai's house was still stuck.

"Open the door, open the door, open the door, what's the use if you can't open the door?"

Qiao Mai hurriedly opened the door, and a lot of people rushed in, both men and women.

"Where's the thief?"

Qiao Mai pointed to the room with a trembling hand, "Bad, bad guy, yes, in the room."

"Don't be afraid, let's go in together!"