Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

Feng Li was wiping the bowl quickly. Liu Tongguo was already fully armed. He was wearing a tattered hat with some sweat stains on it.

He was humming an unknown little tune, and the melody of the tune floated in the yard. Although it was a little out of tune, it was full of joy.

He swayed his head and carried the duck steadily to the yard, then ran up again, his face flushed and beads of sweat on his forehead.

Beads of sweat slid down his forehead and cheeks, passing through the wrinkles on his face like a stream flowing in a ravine.

"What else do you need to prepare?"

He stared at Fengli without blinking, with a few bloodshot eyes.

"First check if the knife is sharp! Then take a bowl and collect the duck blood!"

Fengli was directing in an orderly manner, holding a wet bowl in his hand. Water droplets dripped from the edge of the bowl onto the ground, splashing small water droplets.

"Okay!" Liu Tongguo quickly took out a knife for cutting vegetables. The handle of the knife was a little worn and there were some greasy marks on it.

He stretched out his fingers and carefully wiped the blade a few times. His fingers slid lightly across the blade and he could feel the coldness and sharpness of the blade.

His eyes were wide open, and he looked as if he was examining a rare treasure. He nodded from time to time, his eyes as focused as a skilled craftsman.

"It's sharp enough! Hurry up!"

As he said that, he picked up a bowl and ran out in a hurry, shouting, "Coming!" As he ran, he raised a small cloud of dust under his feet, which flew in the sunlight.

When the light figure under the wind pear tree appeared in the yard like a colorful cloud, a lively scene came into view.

Liu Tongguo's face was flushed, veins bulged on his forehead, and he was running around the yard with a knife in his hand!

His gray hair fluttered in a mess behind his head, and a few strands of hair were soaked with sweat and stuck to his cheeks.

The usual gentle and polite old man had disappeared without a trace. At this moment, he was like a lit firecracker.

His eyes were as big as copper bells, flashing with determination and some exasperation, staring closely at the fleeing duck.

He ran while waving the shiny kitchen knife in his hand. The blade reflected a dazzling light in the sun, and he kept muttering, "Hmph, where are you going? I have to catch you today!"

Look at his posture. Although he can run faster than the duck, this clever duck quacks, and the sound echoes in the yard, as if it is a provocation to Liu Tongguo.

It suddenly flapped its wings, and the wind created by its wings blew up a few fallen leaves on the ground. It flew up all of a sudden and passed over Liu Tongguo's head.

The duck's bright black eyes were full of pride. It stretched its neck, drew an arc in the air, and landed steadily not far away. It shook its body provocatively, and its proud little eyes seemed to be mocking Liu Tongguo.

Liu Tongguo was so angry that he stomped his feet. His cloth shoes raised a small cloud of dust and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together like a ball of crumpled paper.

He was panting heavily, his breath was full of the smell of fireworks, and he shouted unconvincedly: "You stinky duck, don't be so arrogant!"

After saying that, he turned around abruptly and raised the knife high. The loose skin on his arm swayed with the movement, and he continued to chase.

"Don't run! If you run again, I'll make you unhappy later!"

As he shouted, he bent over with fatigue and supported his hands on his knees.

The joints of his hands turned white from exerting so much force, and veins bulged out on his rough palms like old tree roots.

He was gasping for air, and with each breath his chest rose and fell, making a sound like an old bellows.

When Fenglixia saw this scene, he knew what was going on.

She first widened her eyes, which flashed with surprise like two black gems, and then she shook her head helplessly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing an expression that was neither amused nor helpless.

Her rosy lips parted slightly, and she chuckled as she said, "Who told you to cut the ropes on its feet?"

After saying that, she crossed her arms over her chest, tapping her arms rhythmically with her slender fingers, and stood aside, looking at Liu Tongguo's miserable appearance.

"How can we kill them without cutting the rope?"

Liu Tongguo scratched his head in bewilderment, his dry fingers running through his sparse hair, his brows furrowed, and the wrinkles on his forehead deepened.

His simple and stubborn appearance was fully revealed, with a hint of innocence in his eyes.

Feng Lixia couldn't help but burst out laughing, and she laughed so hard that she fell back and forth. Her long black hair flew up and down as her body swayed.

She pointed at Liu Tongguo, her slender fingers shining in the sun: "Then you haven't even touched the duck feathers now!"

Liu Tongguo snorted, stiffened his neck with the veins bulging, and continued to chase the duck with the kitchen knife in hand.

His tattered clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck tightly to his back, outlining his somewhat hunched figure.

Beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, some of which flowed into his eyes. He didn't bother to wipe them off, but just blinked continuously, but had no intention of giving up.

"I don't believe it! I can't even catch a duck!" He shouted as he ran, his voice a little hoarse from the effort, and filled with stubbornness.

"Then why don't you put the knife down! It will be troublesome if the duck runs into the pond behind the house! You won't take off your pants and chase it!"

Feng Li stamped her feet anxiously, and her small leather shoes made a "thump thump" sound on the ground.

Her eyes were wide open, full of worry. Her look was like a clear spring, sparkling. She shouted at Liu Tongguo with a worried look on her face.

After hearing this, Liu Tongguo stopped suddenly as if he was under a spell, leaned forward, and almost fell to the ground.

His feet slipped on the ground, raising a cloud of dust, and he finally managed to steady himself.

He turned his head and asked in surprise, "Then what do you say we should do?" His lips trembled slightly and his eyes were full of anticipation.

"Come here and put the knife down!"

Fengli waved at him vigorously and then trotted to the back of the car.

The car body was a little mottled, full of traces of time. She laboriously moved a basket of vegetables, which had some dried mud on it and exuded a faint earthy smell.

She put the basket on the ground and clapped her hands. There was some dust on her hands. She wiped the sweat from her forehead nonchalantly, leaving a faint mark of mud on her forehead.

Liu Tongguo walked over dejectedly like a defeated rooster, with his head hung, like a child who had done something wrong.

His eyes were dull and his steps were heavy, as if he used up all his strength with every step.

He walked over to Fengli, his eyes full of confusion. "What are you doing with this?"

As he asked, he wiped the sweat from his face with his hand, leaving several water stains on his wrinkled face.

"Catching ducks?" Feng Li raised her eyebrows, her curved eyebrows were like crescent moons.

There was a cunning gleam in her eyes, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, revealing a confident smile, and two deep dimples were embedded in her cheeks, as sweet as honey.