At the beginning of the mass grave, I took the villain to open up wasteland and farm

Chapter 7 Is this a fairy?

Just as he was thinking about today's dinner, he heard a loud noise coming from outside the hut, the sound came from far and near.

Chang Ning walked out the door, and saw a dozen people walking towards her with various things in their hands.

"Sister, we have brought you something!"

Daniu took the lead, carrying a bench on his shoulders, holding it with his left hand, and holding a bag of rice in his right hand, and shouted at Chang Ning.

Chang Ning was a little confused, stepped forward two steps and asked, "Send me something?"

"Didn't you decide to settle in the village? This is a little bit of the big guy's wish. Although nothing is new, I hope you don't hold it against it."

After talking, everyone began to unload the goods. There were stools, wooden barrels, pots and pans, food, vegetables, firewood, rice, oil and salt. Although the things were not necessarily expensive, they were enough for Chang Ning to meet his daily needs for several days.

Chang Ning looked at everyone with eyes full of emotion, and thought to himself, what kind of fairy village is this!Not only do they not exclude others and take them in, but they also show love to each family. It is simply the reincarnation of a living Bodhisattva.

Recalling the real world she lives in, people live in a place full of skyscrapers, surrounded by the crystallization of electronic technology, and few jobs require manpower.

There is basically no social interaction between people, they are all immersed in their own sci-fi world, and they spend their whole life in a daze. It has been a long time since I have experienced such pure concern.

Chang Ning bowed to everyone, and said sincerely: "Thank you for lending a helping hand. If Chang Ning's place is useful in the future, Chang Ning will definitely go through fire and water."

Cheng Erqing smiled and said, "Why is it so serious? This is a village, not a battlefield."

Seeing that Chang Ning was so easy to talk to, the others felt relieved, and echoed, "That's right, it's a village from now on, so don't hide any difficulties."

Chang Ning nodded in response.

Everyone made a self-introduction to let Chang Ning recognize the person, and then put down the things and went on to do what they should do. Only Daniel stayed temporarily to help Chang Ning clean up.

The room was refilled with furniture and daily necessities, and it finally had some fireworks.

Da Niu saw two spots of sunlight cast on the table, looked up and found two holes in the thatched roof, so he found a ladder and put it on the eaves, and went up to the roof with two handfuls of dry straw under his arm.

There are too many rotten and moldy straws in this hut, but there are still wounded people living in the room, and it is difficult to replace them all, so Daniel temporarily plugged the broken holes to prevent the rain from causing water leakage in the house.

When he came down, Chang Ning picked up a few straws and made a simple bed in the corner of the other side of the room, and then covered the straw with a layer of sheets given by the villagers, and used it as a place to live at night.

Daniu couldn't bear to see it, and said with red eyes: "Sister, you can stay at my house tonight, and I will look after your brother for you."

Chang Ning refused without thinking, "Brother Big Niu has already helped me a lot, so why bother you, I'm fine."

"It's not troublesome, my wife is the only one in my house, so it won't cause any trouble." Seeing Chang Ning's refusal, Daniel said anxiously.

"Brother Big Niu, I appreciate your kindness. I'm really not as precious as you think."

Chang Ning smiled gently, this smile instantly made Daniu feel his heart beating faster, and his dark face was so red that it was about to bleed.

"Brother Big Niu, are you okay?"

Chang Ning saw that he was unresponsive, as if he had been fixed, and just wanted to go up to check his status, but Da Niu was suddenly startled, and stammered and left a sentence: "I have something else to do, let's go first! "

Before Chang Ning had time to thank him, he saw him rushing out the door in a panic.

"This is really a bull temper!"

Just say it has changed.

After a lot of tossing, Chang Ning was also a little hungry. She saw that the fire in the stove had not gone out, so she added another piece of wood to make the fire bigger, and then put two handfuls of washed rice in the boiling water pot.

When the porridge was about to be cooked, I twisted the green vegetables given by the villagers into small pieces by hand and put them in. After 10 minutes of low heat, I opened the lid and smelled the fragrance of the green vegetable porridge.

Chang Ning didn't forget about Han Mingyuan, so he went in and took a look at him, and saw that he didn't show any signs of waking up, so he went back to the pot with peace of mind and filled out all the porridge, took advantage of the opportunity and sat on the threshold, eating leisurely and enjoying rebirth after the first meal.

The freshly cooked porridge was a little hot, Chang Ning blew on it, and then took a sip carefully.

Although it is not as crystal clear, soft and delicious as the rice in the real world, Chang Ning feels an unprecedented sense of comfort and satisfaction in his heart.

A bowl of porridge soon entered her stomach. Chang Ning felt that her stomach was still a little empty, but the current situation forced her to open up to eat, so she could only endure the hunger and wash the pots and dishes.

Next, she boiled two pots of water, took a shower in the simple hut built behind the hut, and changed into the old clothes Zhang Feng gave her.

There were several holes in the clothes she was wearing, and there were a lot of blood stains.

Chang Ning originally planned to throw it away, but he thought that he was penniless now, and the fabric of the clothes was so expensive.

It would be nice to keep it and change it to an inner wear or purse, so I picked up the clothes again.

The creek flowing down from Fuyan Mountain happened to flow not far from the thatched cottage, Chang Ning took himself and Han Mingyuan's dirty clothes and went to the stream.

It is estimated that because the person who lived here was a lunatic, the hut was built in a remote place, hundreds of meters away from the houses of other villagers.

But right now, while she was washing clothes, she had already seen seven or eight people walking past her, and looked at her vaguely.

Qinghong Village has not been settled by outsiders for a long time, and some villagers who have never seen Changning made a detour to see what the new residents look like.

Seeing this, I was astonished.

In the past, only good-looking women were called fairies, but they didn't know how good-looking they had to be to be good-looking.

Until everyone saw Chang Ning who had changed into neat clothes and washed her little face.

Then he said to himself: So this is a fairy!

And this fairy sister has a surprisingly good temper, no matter who she is, she responds with a smile, without any pretense.

All of a sudden, everyone's favor towards her increased exponentially, and even Lei Yang, who had some prejudice against Chang Ning at first, silently shut up.

After washing the clothes and returning home, it was already late, and there were no candles at home, so Chang Ning washed up early and entered the room.

On the right side of the entrance is the plank bed where Han Mingyuan sleeps, and on the left side is the haystack she made herself.

But it looks like a kennel.

When she was resting on the kennel bed, the tip of her nose smelled of grass clippings, which was not pungent, and even had an inexplicable sense of comfort.

Before Chang Ning died, she had used electronic imaging to simulate many different kinds of farming life, but although electronic imaging can truly experience farming life, she has no sense of smell.

Now lying on the haystack and stretching, Chang Ning feels that the reality with all five senses is the life he pursues!

(End of this chapter)