System Rescue Cannon Fodder

Chapter 335 The Good Wife Is Crazy (13)

Song Xin flew out together with the hoe and hit the ground heavily.

"Mother, brother! Are you all dead? Hurry up and help me!" Song Xin lay on the ground, unable to move for a long time, feeling as if her tailbone was about to break.

Mrs. Song hurried over to help her up, but she didn't intend to avenge her. After these few fights, she understood that they couldn't beat Yan Ling at all, so why bother to let her beat her up .

But it doesn't mean Mrs. Song doesn't hold grudges, it's just that she feels that the time is not right now, and when she has the opportunity in the future, she will still avenge this grudge.

As for Song Zhao and Li Shangcai, they didn't intend to leave at all.

Yan Ling brushed off the non-existent dust on her clothes, smiled ironically, then walked to the carriage she bought, took out some ingredients, and walked into the kitchen.

Those members of the Song family looked at the ingredients in her hands, and the food was about to flow down. During this period of time, they were starving and had never eaten a serious meal. There was no oil in their stomachs, and they were very hungry. of.

Song Xin felt that she couldn't beat Yan Ling, and this was also a very important reason.

Mrs. Song hurried forward, intending to take these ingredients from Yan Ling: "Qinghe, you have been tired for a while, take a good rest, and give the things to your mother to cook for you!"

Yan Ling didn't worry about what they did with the food, because they had to eat for themselves, and they were willing to waste food after being hungry for so long.

However, she didn't buy it for them to eat.

Yan Ling didn't give it to Mrs. Song, but went directly into the kitchen with these dishes, cooked two dishes for herself, and started eating after bringing them to the table, regardless of the three people.

Mrs. Song swallowed her saliva: "Qinghe, you see we are also hungry, aren't we..."

Yan Ling nodded, and Mrs. Song showed joy on her face. She was about to cook the rest of the ingredients when she heard a sentence from Yan Ling's mouth.

"You are hungry, go and drink some water, so you won't be hungry."

There is no need for mercy for this kind of person, are you hungry? ?Those who have hands and feet can earn money even if they work hard. Not to mention getting rich, at least they can have food and clothing. But these three people stay at home all day and are unwilling to go out. Before, the original owner supported them. Now Yan Ling will not support the three of them.

And Li Shangcai didn't know what was going on, he used to occasionally go out to do errands, at least earn a little money, but now he doesn't go out at all.

Mrs. Song stood beside Yan Ling and talked about it, but she still didn't agree.

Song Zhao looked at the "indifferent and heartless" Yan Ling, snorted coldly, and then started to go to the kitchen. Anyway, what the woman brought was in the kitchen, so why ask her!
Even if he didn't agree, what could she do if they cooked and ate these things? I don't know what happened to his mother, so she was so afraid of that woman, didn't she punish her very much before?In their hands, how could she stand up to the slightest wave!
When Song Zhao came to the kitchen, he found that his younger sister, who couldn't move just now, had already cooked those things in the kitchen.

Song Zhao sneered a few times: "Hehe, you came quite quickly."

Song Xin rolled his eyes at him and continued cooking without saying a word.

The atmosphere between the two of them was not very good, but after the food was cooked, they immediately took out the bowls and put them in a very tacit understanding, before devoting themselves to eating.

An hour later...

"Brother, are you alright! Hurry up! I can't hold back anymore!"

Song Xin covered her stomach, with a pale face, and slammed on the door of the hut, imitating the endless sounds coming from inside. If it was in the past, Song Xin would definitely feel that this sound was very indecent, even approaching this hut It was a kind of torment, but now she was eager to enter it.

Song Zhao replied with sweat profusely: "Wait a minute, you can borrow the latrine next door!"

Song Xin's stomach churned for a while, she struggled with her face, and finally said: "I'm not going, hurry up, or you can go to the next door."

After all, she is a woman, so it is not good to go to the next door to borrow the hut, let alone borrow it for most of the day, and don't know when it will be good.

Half an hour ago, when they had just finished eating the ingredients that Yanling brought, their stomachs started to churn, unstoppable venting gushed out, and the stomachache made people roll.

Yan Ling was lying on the bed, covered with the new quilt she just bought today, it was extremely comfortable.

Listening to the sound of two people fighting back and forth for the latrine outside, it is even more pleasant. Do you really think her food is so delicious?She put some laxatives on those ingredients. If the two of them hadn't cooked and eaten those ingredients without their consent, they wouldn't have ended up in the current situation.

The sound outside did not subside until late at night.

Yan Ling didn't sleep, but sat cross-legged on the bed to practice.

As a task, her strength is not something that can be obtained by entering the plane. If it is more comfortable to sleep or practice, of course it is more comfortable to sleep, but practice can strengthen one's strength. When doing tasks, strength is the most important. It is the key to your mission and the most important step in your survival.

There is never truly something for nothing in this world, whether you use your own ability to obtain it or the ability of your ancestors to obtain it.

The inner strength in Yan Ling's body became more and more mellow, even in the dark night, she could still know what happened around her.

But others can't see clearly what's going on with her. It's very dark, and there are no electric lights in this era, and ordinary people are reluctant to light candles, so when it's dark, you really can't see your fingers, and you can see everything except the moonlight. Not sure.

Yan Ling felt an aura approaching, her steps were heavy, her breathing was short and disordered, it wasn't a Lian family member, probably it was the members of the Song family.

A hunched figure came in through the window, groping around in Yanling's room.

She searched all over the dresser and the drawers in the cabinet, but she still couldn't find what she was looking for, so she slowly found the bed, and groped around beside the bed, and she was about to reach out her hand to Yan Ling.

Yan Ling stretched out her hand and restrained her.

"Who are you?"

The person who came broke free and found that she couldn't move at all. Yan Ling's strength was enormous, and her hands were like iron, firmly controlling her.

Visitor: "Qinghe, I am your mother!"

Yan Ling didn't let her go: "What are you doing here?"

"You haven't come back for a long time. I was worried that you would not sleep well, so I came here to see if you slept well?"

Yan Ling: "It was pretty good at first, but it's not going well after you came."

"Mother is just worried about you."

Yan Ling: "What are you looking for?"

Mrs. Song refused to admit it: "I didn't look for anything. I really came to see you specially. You haven't come back for a while. You may not be used to sleeping. I'm worried about you."

"Oh, I'm fine, can you leave now?" Yan Ling didn't want to tangle with her.

(End of this chapter)