The vixen's journey through time

"Me, me, me! And I, Xiao Laoliu, will also prove it to Comrade Jiang Cha!"

Xiao Laoliu is not willing to be outdone. He will never lose to anyone in supporting the goddess Chacha!

"Ahem, Jiang Cha, I will help you! If Wang Guihua really dares to report you, I will report her too!..."

Xiao Laoliu said he was reporting, but he didn't say what he was reporting for. Others just regarded him as a beauty because of his anger, but Wang Guihua was the only one who was frightened.

Wang Guihua is a daughter, but she is very courageous. There are too many things that can get caught by her tail. Any one of them can send her to hell, and she will never be able to recover.

Therefore, she received Xiao Laoliu's warning.

Wang Guihua scolded Xiao Laoliu in her heart: Why are you everywhere? It seems like you can, right?

But his face was very sincere, and he forced a smile, "Sister Jiang, it's me who is looking for trouble, it's my fault! I can't help it!"

"I was joking just now! How can I really report you? This kind of immoral thing of giving birth to a child without an asshole! I won't do it!"

Wang Guihua was very aware of current affairs and immediately admitted her mistake and apologized to Chacha.

Chacha bared her teeth: Who wants to be your sister? I don't need a sister like you, a blood-vomiting snake, Nobuko, who can jump up and bite me at any time!

Chacha couldn't do anything against her will, and she didn't even bother to do it on the surface. Therefore, she ignored Wang Guihua and directly ignored her and said to Magu: "Ma Gu, we are making potato stewed chicken for lunch today, right? I can Do you have a small request?"

"Since it is a small request, then I will definitely..."

"Can you leave me six chicken legs?" Chacha had already thought about how to distribute the six chicken legs during the meal.

"This?..." Magu hesitated.

She originally planned to chop the five pheasants into small pieces, so that the more than 1,000 people in Baliqiao could get some of their meat.

Now Chacha asked for chicken drumsticks to be kept, and she still had six drumsticks, which was a bit much.

But considering that this pheasant was originally hunted by Chacha in the mountains, if she was selfish, she could just take it home secretly instead of bringing it to the canteen.

Now that we are showing it in such a grand manner, we can’t chill people’s hearts.

What's more, Chacha was able to hunt five pheasants home in one go. Regardless of whether it was luck or ability, that should not be underestimated.

After all, the Baliqiao brigade had some villagers who knew how to hunt before, and almost all of them came back empty-handed. If they were lucky, they could catch a few finches, unlike Chacha, who caught five pheasants in one shot.

"Okay! Keep six chicken legs, just keep six chicken legs. If you want more..." The heroic words almost blurted out.

Fortunately, Magu braked suddenly. Six chicken drumsticks were her limit.

Although she was in charge of the dishes, her words had some weight, but not much. When it came to matters of food rations, her words really were of little use.

These six chicken legs must be guaranteed by her "position in charge".

Magu made the decision and Xiao Laoliu was the first to have no objection.

Don't say that the goddess only wants six chicken legs, even if the goddess wants twelve chicken legs...

All right! Not to mention twelve chicken legs, he is not capable of even two chicken legs. After all, he is not as powerful as the goddess.

He could chop off the legs of two old hens that lay eggs at home and give them to the goddess, but if he did that, his mother would chop off both of his legs.

Only the third leg was left to pass on the family lineage to the old Xiao family. This was his responsibility and obligation as a descendant of the Xiao family.

Li Laifeng didn't care. Anyway, it wasn't her share to keep the chicken legs for Chacha. If she didn't keep them, the chicken legs wouldn't be her share either. She could just drink some chicken soup and she wouldn't ask for more.

Speaking of which, it had been a long time since the family had tasted meat. Today, Li Laifeng was satisfied with having a cup of tea and stewed chicken with potatoes. He looked at the pheasant that had not yet shed its feathers in his hand and swallowed his saliva.

Wang Guihua did have an opinion, but she could only keep it in her heart.

At this time, she knew that she had to keep her tail between her legs. After trying it two or three times without success, she decided to stop and wait until she found a suitable opportunity to take action.

But He Hui was dissatisfied. She stood up directly and said, "Ma Gu, this pheasant belongs to the collective. How can you leave the chicken legs for Jiang Cha on your own initiative? If you keep it, you will leave six chicken legs."

He Hui is quite smart. Even if she is dissatisfied, the excuses she makes are high-sounding and will not let people see that she is actually greedy for chicken drumsticks.

"Girl Huihui, if you have any dissatisfaction, go back and tell your father, and ask He Mancang to come and talk to me, Magu!"

Magu didn't take He Hui seriously. Even if He Hui's biological father, He Mancang, came, he would call her "Auntie".

He Hui saw that Magu didn't give her, a high school student and village chief's daughter, any face, and saw that everyone else seemed to be laughing at her, she felt ashamed and annoyed for a moment.

"You! You, you bully others!..." He said, stomping his feet, shaking his head, and ran away.

Ran?

Ran!

I still covered my face and ran away. I don’t know whether I cried or not. I felt that I should be ashamed to see others.

"Jiang Cha, can you light the fire for He Hui later? You don't need to do the other work!" Magu reciprocated.

He Hui left, and according to the little girl's temperament, she probably wouldn't come back.

In this case, it is just right to change the simple and easy task of lighting a fire to Cha Cha Gan.

"It's just a little hot to make a fire. If you're afraid of the heat, you can change it and just wash the vegetables?"

Washing vegetables is also easy, it just depends on whether Chacha is happy or not.

"No, no! No need to change, it's good to make a fire! I'm not afraid of the heat!"

Chacha still prefers making a fire to washing vegetables. After all, the vegetables at the moment are all made of "farm fertilizer" and have not been treated with pesticides. They are organic vegetables. However, if Chacha wants to wash them, she is still a little reluctant.

Of course, there is no problem in eating it. Such delicious and healthy vegetables are her favorite.

And she has a system, and the system will solve the problem of heat for her, [right Ashan? 】

【right! Ashan will lower the air around Chacha to a suitable temperature. 】

System: You have already decided, do I still have a reason to refuse?

【That's good! 】

Chacha was secretly happy, it was fun to bully the system occasionally.

The system did what it said. When Chacha helped light the fire, not only did she not feel hot, she also felt very refreshed.

This is really enviable to others, especially the person in charge of the spoon, Magu.

She was cooking on the stove, constantly stirring the food in the pot with a large spatula. It was already a hot day, but now it was even hotter, and she was sweating profusely.

She looked at Chacha who was adding firewood to the stove in a leisurely manner. To put it bluntly, it made people jealous!

"Comrade Jiang, you are really not afraid of the heat!"

I thought Chacha was speaking politely before, but now it was proven that she was telling the truth.

Chacha looked up and frowned slightly at the sweat drops rolling down Magu's face.

Fortunately, Magu seemed to have been used to it for a long time. She picked up the white towel hanging around her neck and wiped it, so that the sweat would not drip into the dishes.

Otherwise, even if it is delicacies from mountains and seas, Chacha will be a little bit too much to swallow.