The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

The original owner didn't seem to have any problems with Wei Yijia, so Rong Ling didn't need to be wary of her: "Good morning."

While speaking, Wei Yijia had already left on his bicycle.

She moves lightly, like a white butterfly in the misty morning.

Rong Ling couldn't help sighing softly as a gaunt yellow-haired little girl was reflected in the bumpy water surface in the rice field.

It's really a matter of fate.

But now, Rongling can only continue planting rice seedlings.

At this moment, the system suddenly said: "Host, please sit down and rest first."

Rong Ling wanted to rest: "But these seedlings can't be left alone."

"It's okay, we can help you."

Rong Ling didn't expect the system to have such a function. Thinking that transplanting seedlings had little to do with her task anyway, she put down the seedlings in her hands with peace of mind, hammered her somewhat sore waist, and walked towards Tian Kan.

At this moment, Rong Ling sharply saw a package of things wrapped in gray oil paper in the grass at the edge of the sky.

She went to the nearest well by the field to wash her hands before turning back to pick it up.

Rong Ling stretched out his hand and pinched it, it was as soft as a snack.

Several people in the surrounding fields were planting rice seedlings, and no one noticed Rong Ling, but just to be on the safe side, she hid under the grassy slopes of the terraced fields, and opened the oiled paper bag she had picked up.

The inside is white or pink, but it is actually a whole bag of peach cake with crushed sesame seeds and walnuts, exuding a unique sweet aroma.

Rong Ling, who has been hungry since breakfast, couldn't help swallowing.

The system also advised her: "The host should eat quickly, otherwise it will be bad if someone comes to see it."

but……

Rong Ling wrapped the peach slices up and decided not to look any further: "No, Wei Yijia probably dropped it just now. What if she comes back to look for it later?"

The system was silent for a while, and then tried its best to persuade her: "As long as you don't tell, no one will know. Besides, the road is so long, how can she know where it fell?"

Rong Ling was unmoved, even though she was so hungry, her self-esteem still didn't allow herself to do these petty and cheap things.

It's just that there was a gurgling sound in his stomach, and Rong Ling licked his chapped lips.

She just tasted a piece, shouldn't anyone notice?

Rong Ling couldn't hold back, and started to attack the bag of peach slices.

With the experience of eating bacon last night, this time she was careful not to swallow it in one bite, but put the peach slices on the tip of her tongue to chew carefully.

Soft and powdery, with a hint of sweetness.

Rong Ling couldn't bear to swallow the peach slices until they melted in his mouth.

She couldn't hold back, and tasted another slice.

The sun is just right, the leaves of the poplar trees in the sky glisten under the sun, and the chirping of crickets in the grass is like a sweet symphony.

Rong Ling ate two slices to barely satisfy his craving, so he wrapped the peach slice cake and hid it at home.

It was only 2 minutes away from the field to the house, and the younger siblings were playing in the yard, and no one noticed Rong Ling.

It would definitely not work to hide on the bed. This bed was shared by the three sisters. Rong Ling walked around to the back of the house and put it on the firewood on tiptoe.

After doing this, she went back to the field and pretended to continue working.

In fact, the system was helping throughout the whole process, and Rong Ling didn't make much effort.

At noon, Ma Xiaoping and his wife came back.

Ma Xiaoping was calling Rong Ling all the way in front of the door: "Tui'er, come back and light the fire for lunch."

"Here we come—" Rong Ling also agreed at the top of his voice, and hurried home.

The smile on Ma Xiaoping's face today was even brighter than yesterday, she pressed the pannier with stuff in it constantly: "Guess what's in it?"

Rong Ling didn't have the experience of living in the countryside, so he really couldn't figure it out, so he had to go to see it by himself.

It turned out to be a big and fat fish, and it was still fresh. There were five or six fish in total.

Rong Ling only knew that the couple went to Tangjia Village behind the mountain early in the morning to help build a reservoir to store water, but they didn't expect that they would bring such a big surprise back.

In this era of material scarcity, such a big fish is not common, Rong Ling couldn't help opening his mouth wide: "Mother, where did you buy this fish?"

"You silly boy, our family doesn't have the money to buy that thing. Besides, even if you want to buy it, someone has to sell it." Ma Xiaoping said, "If you want to build a reservoir, you have to release the water first. You don't know that the pond in Tangjia Village looks It's small, but it's very deep, and it's full of fish in the bottom, if I knew I'd let you sisters go together..."

As she spoke, she swiftly knocked the fish unconscious, scraped off the scales, chopped off the head, and slaughtered the fish into large pieces.

Although the conditions are poor, food is the most important thing for the people, and there are still the necessary seasonings. Put salt, vinegar and soy sauce, and stir with green onion and ginger. Ma Xiaoping asked Rong Ling to grab a bowl of sauerkraut from the kimchi jar.

She was still muttering: "This kimchi jar has to be handled by a child. If it is replaced by an adult, the salt water will be spent."

Rong Ling didn't bother to listen to what she had to say, and secretly ate a soaked cowpea.

It was so sour, she couldn't help taking a breath.

Heat up the fire and put oil, add peppercorns and ginger and garlic slices to sauté until fragrant, then stir-fry the pickled cabbage until it tastes good, then add soup and start cooking the fish head and fish bones.

After boiling, add the fish fillets and blanch it, and the hot sauerkraut fish will come out of the pan.

Ma Xiaoping cooked two fish in a big way, and the whole family gathered around the basin full of fish, eating until there were not even bones left.

After eating, she disemboweled and washed the remaining grass carp, strung them with straw ropes, and dried them on the fire: "These can't be moved until the Chinese New Year."

The fish meat was baked until crystal clear fat flowed out, and Rong Ling, who had just eaten enough, felt hungry again.

Ma Xiaoping originally planned to plant seedlings in the field in the afternoon, but she went there, unexpectedly, the field was already full of neat and green seedlings, which were stretching in the wind.

She was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, she came back and praised Rong Ling: "Tui'er, you finished planting these seedlings?"

In fact, it was all due to the system, and Rong Ling felt guilty when asked, "Hmm..."

"That's right, it's my own seed, promising." Ma Xiaoping praised her, "After two days to go to the market, mother will buy a few more packets of vegetable seeds."

Rong Ling hurriedly hit the iron while it was hot: "Mother, in fact, I am not only good at transplanting rice seedlings."

"You can go to heaven with just a few compliments, so what else are you good at?" Ma Xiaoping asked her.

Rong Ling pouted: "I can read and read..."

Rong Ling is not boasting, Yuanshen's own grades are also good, she is the first in her class from elementary school to junior high school, but in order to take care of her younger siblings, she had to drop out of school and go home.

In this day and age, there are many girls who marry early without studying, and Ma Xiaoping doesn't think there is any problem with letting her drop out of school.

Just as soon as Rong Ling said this, she guessed what she was thinking: "You still want to go to school? I didn't say, what's the use of reading that book, anyway, sooner or later you will get married. Look at your second uncle's family in Murakami. My daughter, who is two years older than you, won't live a prosperous life after marrying into the town..."

"Study is much more beneficial than getting married." Rong Ling decided to be persuasive, "Look at Wei Yijia, an educated youth on our team who hasn't left yet, how handsome he is."

"What's the use of style?" Ma Xiaoping glared at her, "Can it be eaten?"

"Of course I can..." Rong Ling said, "Think about it, she has a culture and a diploma. Although she is useless in our village, she will definitely find a job when she returns to the city. If she has a job, someone will Paying her wages is not much better than farming."

When Rong Ling said this, Ma Xiaoping also felt a little moved.

But in the end, it was just a heartbeat, thinking that if Rong Ling went to school, he would spend his own money, and the family would lose a helper, so Ma Xiaoping still hesitated.

Rong Ling strikes while the iron is hot: "Mother, if I can find a job in the city after I finish my studies, and then I will become a city resident, I will bring you, father, younger siblings to the city, and let you enjoy the blessings." ..."

"That's enough, that's enough..." Ma Xiaoping interrupted her, "I haven't written my horoscope yet, so I started thinking about it."

She said so, and then said after a while: "When your father comes back from the brigade at night, I will discuss it with him."

Rong Ling sniggered contentedly, who didn't know that Ma Xiaoping was in charge of the house, and she said she was discussing with the original owner's father, but it was actually just a notice.

No matter in any era, if you want to mobilize a person's enthusiasm, you have to paint her a cake.

Rong Ling's cake was so big and round that it was hard for Ma Xiaoping not to be tempted.

After a while, the surface of the fish had been smoked and roasted without any moisture. Ma Xiaoping picked out a medium-sized one and handed it to Rong Ling: "Send it to your third grandma for a taste. If there is no one in the house, bring it back first." , so as not to be eaten by cats."

Rong Ling's third grandmother happened to be the family where Wei Yijia lived.With the fish in her hand, she slipped to the back of the house and touched the bag of peach cakes on the firewood.

Afraid of being bumped into, Rong Ling trotted and walked fast.

The village is not big, and most of the relatives with the same surname live together. Rong Ling ran to the door of the third grandma's house in a blink of an eye.

Panting for breath, she was about to knock on the door in front of her when the door creaked open.

It was Wei Yijia who was wearing a white shirt, and she was holding a basket covered with green leaves in her hand.

Rong Ling paused and stood at the door.

"It's you?" Wei Yijia lowered his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Rong Ling raised the fish in his hand: "This one, my mother asked me to bring it here."

"Thank you Aunt Ma for me." Wei Yijia said, taking the dried fish with one hand.

But she was not in a hurry to put the fish back into the house, but first dried the baskets in the dam under the sun.

This is a mulberry leaf. Rong Ling has the memory of the original body, so of course he can recognize it.

There is no moisture on the surface of the dried mulberry leaves, so silkworms will not get sick if they eat them.

Wei Yijia even turned over the mulberry leaves very gently. She has fair skin and slender wrists. No matter what she does, she always looks bookish.

She quickly put away the basket and looked at Rong Ling: "Thank you for your hard work, let's go in and have a cup of tea."

Rong Ling had no reason to refuse, and obediently entered the room.

Unlike the dingy ones in the Rong family, the third grandma’s house was kept clean and tidy, and the walls were covered with newspapers, which would not shed dust. Her coffee table was still painted red and polished, and the bamboo woven The finished sofa is smooth and cool to sit on, and next door is the rustling of silkworms eating mulberry leaves.

Wei Yijia poured her a cup of hot tea, and Rong Ling hurriedly said, "Thank you..."

She handed over the peach cake in her hand again: "Sister, this is what you dropped by the field this morning."

Wei Yijia was five or six years older than the original owner, so there was nothing wrong with Rong Ling calling her that.

She seemed to smile: "So you picked it up, thank you."

She took the peach cake and put it on the table: "Wait for me..."

With that said, she got up and walked into the back room.

Rong Ling didn't know what she was going to do, so she sat obediently outside and waited. She seemed to hear Wei Yijia's sound of opening and closing the cabinet.

Then, she came out with a tin box.

Rong Ling took a closer look, and there was a bear pattern printed on the box, which looked childlike.

She recognized sharply that it was a box of cookies.

This kind of thing will be unremarkable in 30 or [-] years, but now it is a rare commodity, let alone eaten by ordinary people, I am afraid that they have never seen it.

Wei Yijia didn't seem to take it seriously, and pushed it in front of Rong Ling: "You are a good boy, this, this, is your reward for helping me pick up the peach cake."

The author has something to say: Rong Ling: The ax I dropped was not a gold axe, nor a silver axe, but an iron axe.

Feng Xihui: Alright, now the gold, silver, and diamond-encrusted axes are all rewarded to you.

It is said that the author has changed his schedule now, and started to fish for health. He used to go to bed at one or two o'clock in the morning every day for the sixth day, but now it is estimated that he can only go to the third day, so you don't have to wait for the second watch in the future...