Another day of tragic death for the host

Chapter 389 The boss is a potential stock 11
The original owner went to a middle school in the county. Because of going to school late, he is currently in the third year of junior high school.

Today happens to be Sunday, the last day of the holiday.

Songjia Village is actually very small, and there is not much place to go shopping.

But in line with the task of sneaking children, Xin He thought about it and took the hill opposite the village to play.

Speaking of which, the original owner was very happy living at home in this era.

There is a father who is the captain of the production team, three older brothers and a sister-in-law who do farm work at home, and the fourth brother in the city will give her money as soon as he sees the original owner.

The original owner basically didn't do any rough work at home.

Being nourished by the family, she is fair-skinned and tall.

Except for a mother who pissed her off from time to time.

Although Mrs. Song was of the highest quality, she hadn't reached the point of committing suicide.

Xinhe sighed helplessly.

But to put it bluntly, it may be because Songjia Village is located in the county, and the reason is that the land is large and the population is small. Every household is completely self-sufficient and has surplus food.

Even the few years of famine were a bit sad, but not to the point of gnawing on tree roots.

The small hill on the opposite side is actually not a mountain, but the location is a bit higher.

There is a small shallow pond here, and there is nothing to play around.

But a group of little radish heads still had a lot of fun.

Maybe this is the fun of children.

Xinhe looked at it for a while and felt a little bored.

While turning his head boredly, Xin He suddenly fell in love with the pond not far away.

She broke off a long branch, and was going to go to the river to see if she could catch some fish and shrimp.

It's a pity that Xinhe thought too much, there were shrimps, but let alone fish, even the little fishes didn't see a single one.

But Xinhe is also very satisfied.

People in this day and age don't know how to make shrimp, and they all think that it is something that cannot be eaten.

So there are quite a few shrimps in the pond.

Xin He poked a branch and wove a simple net out of rattan, and when he fished it down, he really pulled out a basket full of shrimp.

She used the biggest carrot head to pick up canes and prepared to weave a bigger basket.

When Xin He was fishing happily, a teasing voice suddenly came to his side.

"Sister Paraquat, can you cook shrimp?"

Xin He turned her head and saw Song Yan crossing her arms and looking at her with surprise on her face.

Looking at Song Yan's appearance, he must also know that shrimp can be eaten.

However, what Xinhe cares about is what Song Yan calls her.

What the hell, now that Xin He hears the word paraquat, he can think of the unspeakable taste in his mouth that day, and suddenly wants to vomit again.

Suddenly, Xin He seemed to think of something, she looked at Song Yan with a smile, and her tone was a little awkward: "Sister reminds you, I am older than you, little brother, come and call me, sister."

Song Yan snorted softly: "You're just a day older than me, you bastard, if you have the ability, you'll be as tall as me."

Listening to Song Yan's words, Xin He silently lowered her head.

Why is Song Yan in this plane so childish?

Is it really because she is younger than her?

Before Xin He could speak, Song Yan also came to Xin He's side, and he poked her arm, with a curious expression on his face: "Can you really cook shrimp? Teach me?"

Xin He glanced at him, did not speak, and continued to fish for shrimps in the pond.

Song Yan shook Xin He's arm, and his voice became arrogant: "It's a big deal, I won't call you Sister Paraquat, I will call you by your name in the future, how about it?"

Xin He still didn't speak.

(End of this chapter)