The vixen's journey through time

[I want Ashan to give me something...]

【what? 】You don’t want some heaven-defying artifact, right? Do you want to return to space?

The system makes random guesses.

【Anti-itch cream! 】

Chacha is not that greedy. The most important thing is that she knows that if she proposes any heaven-defying artifact such as space, the system will not satisfy her.

Since the system "doesn't favor" her, why should she ask for trouble? It's better to solve her urgent need first.

She really couldn't bear the itch. For the first time, she realized that itching could be so torturous.

In the last plane, the "itching powder" given to Jiang Rou by the system was so powerful that it was obvious to all. You can imagine how painful Jiang Rou was at that time!

Chacha didn't bother to care whether Jiang Rou was in pain or not. She was only worried about herself.

[Ashan, please give me a bottle of anti-itching ointment and I will go to work in the cafeteria. How about that? 】

Chacha actually felt a little unsure, fearing that the dog system would reject her again.

No, the system is out of control this time.

【good! It’s a deal! 】

The system readily agreed, fearing that Chacha would regret it if he waited even one second longer.

It's impossible to go back on your word, after all, Chacha really needs anti-itch cream now.

The anti-itch cream provided by the system was indeed very useful. As soon as it was applied to her body, the itching disappeared, as if the previous itching was just her imagination.

[Chacha, can you go to the canteen now? It’s getting late...] The system urged cautiously.

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Gu Yu sent Chacha to a place not far from the canteen, and after giving careful instructions, he strode away.

Chacha watched Gu Yu go away, waiting until no one could be seen before she left, but...

【Hey hey hey! Chacha, did you go the wrong way? This is not the direction to the cafeteria! ] The system sounded a reminder, thinking that Chacha had gone to the wrong place.

Not only is it not the direction to the canteen, it is also completely opposite to the canteen. It looks like the road to the back mountain.

[That’s right, I just want to go to the back mountain...]

As for what to do in the back mountain? Chacha didn't explain too much.

[Chacha, didn’t we agree to work in the canteen? You can't go back on your word? Breaking one's word is really not something a fox that is smart, cute, witty, kind, beautiful, generous, and considerate would do! 】

【Why are you so anxious? Go again soon, you won’t regret it! Didn't I trigger a random mission? I also used anti-itching cream. Such a dishonorable thing as breaking one's word is really not something a fox would do! ...]

Wang Guihua was sitting in front of a large basin peeling potatoes. She had already peeled a large basket, but Magu said there were three more baskets left. How long would it last?

Looking at her hands that were soaked in water and turned white, some of the fingers were broken, and the pain in her feet that was only briefly bandaged made Wang Guihua hate Chacha even more.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure in her peripheral vision.

It’s ginger tea!

Even her back figure was extremely enchanting. There was only Jiang Cha in the entire Baliqiao brigade!

What was she doing in the back mountain?

Back mountain?

Thinking that every time I go to Back Mountain, I always have an appointment with someone. Could Jiang Cha be the same...

As if she thought of something, Wang Guihua's eyes suddenly lit up.

She looked at Magu, the cook who was busy in the kitchen, and then at He Hui, the daughter of the village chief's family, who was lighting a fire in the stove, and then at Xiao Laoliu, who was chopping firewood in the yard, with a sinister smile on her lips. .

"Xiao Laoliu, didn't you just say that Jiang Cha would also come to work in the cafeteria? Why hasn't it taken so long? Didn't she come earlier than you?"

The ax in Xiao Laoliu's hand, which was chopping firewood despite the "chrysanthemum pain", paused in the air for a moment, and then chopped down as usual.

It's just that he didn't seem to use much force, so the ax got stuck in a third of the wood.

His face was full of irritation, and he just started chopping with the ax and the firewood, bang bang bang, and those who didn't know thought he was venting some kind of unhappiness.

Wang Guihua guessed that Xiao Laoliu was angry, and it was Jiang Cha who was angry.

After all, the entire Baliqiao Brigade knew that the sixth son of the Xiao family was interested in Jiang Cha, who lived in the Gu family, and even said that he would not marry anyone other than Jiang Cha!

I don't know how much I like it, I guess I just covet the beauty of ginger tea.

In this case, don't blame her for sowing discord and adding jealousy, "Xiao Laoliu, I just saw that Jiang Cha seemed to have gone to the back mountain. What do you think she is doing in the back mountain now? She..."

With a snap, the wood was finally split and split into two halves.

Xiao Laoliu held an ax in his hand, bowed his waist and stuck out his buttocks, breathing heavily, with blazing fire in his eyes.

"What can I do? That's not even..." Xiao Laoliu suddenly stopped speaking, his face gloomy.

What can I do in the back mountains? Of course he knew, after all, he had bumped into Wang Guihua and the man in the woods several times in the back mountain.

Thinking of Wang Guihua's pretentious and disgusting look, Xiao Laoliu started to do evil, "She is different from you!"

In Xiao Laoliu's eyes, Jiang Cha is the clouds in the sky, Wang Guihua is the mud on the ground, Jiang Cha is the bright moon, and Wang Guihua is the gutter rat, one is extremely clean, and the other is completely dirty.

Xiao Laoliu looked at Wang Guihua with disgusting eyes, like looking at a dirty thing, which is bad luck and disgusting.

Wang Guihua brushed it, and the tile used for peeling potatoes slid onto her left hand.

In an instant, bright red blood gurgled out, completely incompatible with her leg that had been cut by the sickle.

However, she seemed not to feel the pain, and could only grit her teeth. The hatred in her eyes could not be suppressed at all, like a volcano erupting, wanting to destroy the world.

"Why is it different? Jiang Cha is a woman and I, Wang Guihua, am not a woman? I have some ginger tea, and I don't have any ginger tea!"

"Jiang Cha is beautiful, but I, Wang Guihua, am ugly? How many people in the entire Baliqiao brigade can be found who are more outstanding than me?"

"Jiang Cha is a widow, and I, Wang Guihua, am also a widow. She also has a troubled son, Chu Yi. I, Wang Guihua, are both rich and young. No matter how much I look for her, there are always a lot of people vying for her. Where is her Jiang Cha? Who would have no scruples? of……"

"Me! I do! I, Xiao Laoliu, will never dislike Jiang Cha and will accept Jiang Cha into my Xiao family without any scruples!"

Xiao Laoliu looked quite sincere as he swore to the sky.

Of course, that's if you ignore the overwhelming pain on his face.

Juju is in pain! It hurts so much that I don’t even want it anymore!

Wang Guihua didn't believe he would be so generous, "What about Chu Yi? Are you letting him into your Xiao family too?"

This is absolutely impossible in Wang Guihua's opinion. It would be okay if Chu Yi was a girl. She could give her a few mouthfuls of food and work for the family. When she grew up, she would "sell" Ah Bu. If she got married, she would be able to earn money for her family. The betrothal gift is not a loss if you keep it.

But the problem is, Chu Yi is a boy. It’s his fault that he has an extra thing, a son with a handle! If you are raised at home, the family property will be divided when you grow up! Who wants to be taken advantage of and help others raise their son?

Xiao Laoliu hesitated for a moment, "As for Chu Yi..."