I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Chapter 50 Xiaoxiaoer repays God

 Sure enough, only when people are in trouble will they try to find ways to survive.

Bai Yunxi looked at Mrs. Du. It was quite good for someone with her stubborn temper to be able to suppress her inner dissatisfaction in the face of difficulties.

“You are smart enough to plant your own food. When we have enough food to fill our stomachs, just plant a few acres of sugar beets according to your idea. In addition to our own consumption, we can also sell them for food.”

Hearing her mother-in-law's tone, Du Shi was stunned.

 ‘Does the mother-in-law agree with her? ’

In the past, my mother only ordered them to work and never paid much attention to them. Unexpectedly, after moving to the shack, they became closer than before.

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Before Bai Yunxi could finish speaking, Mrs. Li wiped her hands and came out, "Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of the craftsmanship you entrusted to me, and I will ensure that it will not be leaked."

“Grandma, my dad seems a little angry.” The little girl blinked. Her dad was so fierce when he had a sullen face, and she was scared.

 ‘She will inevitably have to rely on this to support her family in the future. It would be foolish for her to teach others. ’

“Grandma is awake. My father and uncles are back. My second uncle has gone to fetch water. My mother has also prepared the food.”

Baiyunxi didn't persist. His body lacked exercise very much, and it really felt like his arms and legs were old.

When Li made such a promise, Du was stunned and followed her to make a promise.

 ‘Sure enough, Aunt Song is right. My mother encountered an accident and suffered a brain injury, which led to a drastic change in her temperament. Regardless, she liked the change. ’

When Baiyunxi heard this, she couldn't help but be happy. There was a little ear next to her to tell the gods.

 “So well-behaved, so sensible.”

 “Thank you, mother, we will study hard.”

“Mom, like my siblings, I will never reveal the house where sugar is cooked even if I die.”

 In a backward era where knowledge is scarce, a once-well-known homespun recipe can become a secret recipe. Is this something she has earned?

"They are all from my own family, so Mom naturally trusts you to teach me. From now on, as long as you want to learn anything Mom knows, Mom will be happy to teach you."

 Two hundred five. Two hundred and thirty four. One hundred and forty six. Seventy-one

 She knows a lot, I hope you have enough energy.

　　Looking at the two daughters-in-law who were sworn to each other, Bai Yunxi almost got confused.

 “Grandma, Yaya, please press it for you.” The little girl held a lollipop in her hand, took a lick, and said with a smile.

 The two of them looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

“Ahem~, Mom, you taught me and my siblings how to boil sugar. My wife thought you wanted to use this to support the family.”

Baiyunxi shook the corner of her mouth, "Okay, hurry up and cook while there's still light in the sky. You should be back soon." "Mom, you rest, I'll make dinner with my sister-in-law." Mrs. Li put the things away. , a simple and honest smile.

According to her opinion, he still needs to practice for a few more days. Unfortunately, his body is really useless and he wants to be scrapped in two days.

Sure enough, when Baiyunxi led Yaya out, the air pressure in the yard was a bit low.

Bai Anchen has been carrying a big bag for two days in a row, and he must have reached his limit.

In a daze, I heard movement in the yard. When I opened my eyes, I saw Yaya lying beside the bed, staring at her with big eyes.

 “So good,” Bai Yunxi rubbed the top of Yaya’s head and went back to the house to lean for a while.

"Mom, we are back. My eldest brother did well today and earned twenty-five cents. My son has also been replaced by brown rice and has been handed over to my sister-in-law."

‘The boss made a fool of himself today. Others could resist four or five packs at a time, but he carried one pack at a time and fell five or six times. He almost made people laugh to death. I’m afraid he will have to rush to the dock with a whip tomorrow. ’

 (End of this chapter)