Cannon fodder is no more [Quick Transmigration]

"Why doesn't Xiaobao eat? Don't you have an appetite?"

Mu Xing raised his head and saw that everyone was looking at him worriedly.

Mu Xing shook his head, shook off those inexplicable thoughts, and raised a smile: "No, it's very fragrant."

He said solemnly: "Next time, Auntie, don't make it for me alone, Xiaobao will eat it with you."

Seeing that her youngest son was fine, Mrs. Zhang felt relieved, and didn't care about his words. She only said in a coaxing tone, "Xiaobao is still young. Children need to eat well to grow up quickly. Wait until Xiaobao grows up." When it grows up, I no longer want to eat rabbit legs."

Liar, Miss Jiajia and the others didn't have it when they were young.Mu Xing said in his heart.

After saying this sentence in his heart, he instantly realized that his thinking just now was really like that of a three-year-old child.

Mu Xing was so scared that he shivered a little, and shook his little head again, shaking off all the weird thoughts.

Don't think so much, since you are Mu Xiaobao now, then be a good Mu Xiaobao.

Since the whole family has to start a small stove for themselves, then find a way to make life better at home, so that everyone can eat delicious food.

The big yellow dog outside the house barked suddenly, followed by footsteps and familiar voices.

"Mother, Xinglan, I'm back."

As soon as Mrs. Zhang got up, two people came in from outside, it was Mu Dazhu and his eldest son Mu Jiawang.

"Look what good things I brought you." Mu Dazhu carefully took out a greased paper bag from his pocket, opened it, and put it on the table.

Mu Jiafeng poked his head to look, and said loudly, "It's braised pork!"

"It's braised pork. Dad has been carrying it in his bosom. It's still hot. Eat it quickly! Hmm? What does it taste like? It smells so good?" Mu Dazhu only noticed the smell in the room.

"It was the rabbit that Xiaobao caught!" Mu Jiajia said first.

Mu Xing: "..."

This made him blush, and he explained: "It was the rabbit that I killed."

However, Mu Dazhu, as if he couldn't hear his explanation, praised loudly: "Wow, that little treasure is really amazing, he can catch rabbits at such a young age."

Mu Xing: "..."

I think, with your raising method, if my inner core is not a reincarnation, I will probably make you a little demon king.

In the evening, Mu Xing was hugged by Mrs. Zhang, washed his hands and face, put him on the bed, and put a small quilt on his stomach.

There are three rooms in the Mu family, Mu Dazhu and his wife sleep in the same room, Mu Jiajia sleeps in the same room with Aunt Mu, and the three brothers sleep in the same room.

Mu Xing had been sleeping with the husband and wife before, and when he was three years old, he insisted on sleeping with his brothers, and even went so far as to pretend that he was already a man.

Mrs. Zhang was worried and amused at the same time, seeing that Mu Xing was really persistent, she got up in the middle of the night and sneaked a few times, and did what he wanted when nothing happened.

In ancient times, there were no nighttime activities, and lights had to be used sparingly. Basically, everyone went to bed as soon as it got dark.

Mu Xing lay on the bed with his dark eyes open, thinking.

In the past three years, he was young and always sick. The whole family looked at him as if they were eyeballs. He didn't even go out much.

But ever since he turned three years old, Mu Xing could feel that his body was much better than before.

The heavy sense of powerlessness has subsided a lot, and after returning to Xiaoxi Village in the previous life, the feeling of enhanced five senses has gradually returned.

At this moment, he could even hear Mu Jiajia shouting for heat in the next room, and Aunt Mu coaxing her while playing a fan.

After listening for a while, Mu Xing felt sleepy.

He was dazed and thought: Now that he is in much better health, he can go to the mountains with A Niang tomorrow to see if there are any good things.I heard that several years ago, someone in the village dug up an old ginseng in the mountains, bought a house in the town and moved there.

The next day, Mu Xing was woken up by Mrs. Zhang, rubbed his eyes and dressed himself, and put a warm veil on his hand.

In this weather, the rest of the family greeted themselves with cold water from the water tank.Only Mu Xing, Mrs. Zhang would boil some hot water for him to wash his face while making breakfast.

After Mu Xing washed up, he almost ate.

His usual practice is a bowl of porridge that is easy to digest. Others are very hungry.

Listening to Mu Dazhu and Mrs. Zhang chatting about the field, Mu Xing felt that the harvest was not good, the tax was high, and the life of the farmers was difficult.

He finished half a bowl of porridge before asking: "Are you going to the mountains today, Dad?"

Mu Dazhu said, "Go."

Usually Mrs. Zhang digs wild vegetables and fruits on the outskirts of the mountains, collects some firewood, and then cuts some fodder to feed the most valuable old hens in the family.

Mu Dazhu and a few middle-aged men in the village went to the deep mountains to see if they could be lucky enough to hunt some good things and sell some money to subsidize their families.

Mu Jiawang and the others would go out with Mrs. Zhang if they had nothing to do, so they could help a little.

Mu Xing said, "I also want to go with Aunt."

He knew in his heart that the place where Mu Dazhu and the others went was too dangerous for him, but the place where Mrs. Zhang went was no problem.

As expected, Mrs. Zhang refused: "Xiaobao is still young, I will go with Auntie when I am older."

Mu Xing knew that the normal method was useless.

He spurned himself in his heart, gave up his shame, and raised his head again. A pair of big eyes had already flashed through the water, and he looked very wronged: "But the third brother said that when he was my age, he had already covered his body with his bare buttocks. The mountain ran away."

Mu Jiafeng:? ? ?

He looked at his younger brother suspiciously, recalling in his heart, did I say such a thing?

Before he could figure it out, his mother's sharp gaze had already swept over him, and Mu Jiafeng felt a chill all over his body.

Done!

Mrs. Zhang gave the monkey a hard look, and when she looked at Mu Xing again, her tone was much gentler: "Xiaobao, don't be like your third brother, he deserves to be beaten since he was a child."

Mu Jiafeng: "..."

Mu Xing didn't speak, just looked at Zhang eagerly.

Who can bear such a well-behaved child staring at you so eagerly?

In short, Mrs. Zhang couldn't stand it.

Thinking that it would be cooler in the mountains than at home, she compromised: "Okay, after dinner, you can go with Auntie, first agree, you can't run around, if you are tired and uncomfortable, you must tell Auntie, don't hold on on."

Mu Xing nodded quickly.

He finished a bowl of porridge very quickly, and put the bowl on the stove very consciously, showing Aunt Mu both joyful and sad: The joy is naturally because Mu Xing's impatient little appearance is very cute, and the heartache is because this child is so cute. I couldn't wait because of my health, I didn't even take a few steps out of the door.

Mu Xing followed the Zhang family and three brothers and sisters into the mountain.

At the beginning, he came out with the mentality of seeing if he could find something good, but this kind of thinking is the same as when modern people go to buy lottery tickets, they always think about winning the lottery.

With the mentality of winning the lottery, but in fact, I didn't have much expectation.

But at this moment, looking at the bright red flower in front of him, he fell silent.

He lived alone in his previous life, raised many flowers and plants, and knew a lot about plants.

This, this is the flower of ginseng, right?