Chapter 16 Demoted Early?
Chapter 16 Demoted Early?
"Joan, our house is close to yours, it's convenient for you to eat at our place."
"Our Xiaoying is the same age as them. Come to our house for a meal, and the kids can play together."
The villagers chattered amongst themselves, surrounding Qiao An.
It was as if she wouldn't let the child leave until she told him whose house he was going to eat at.
"If my child gets sick at anyone's house, I'll make sure that family suffers a terrible fate and never has a good life again. If you dare to take on this, you'd better write me a guarantee that you'll be responsible for even the slightest thing that happens to my child."
"Don't blame me for being unreasonable later."
When it came to taking responsibility, no one said a word.
Joan, with her two braids swinging, pulled the child and squeezed through the crowd.
Someone turned around, saw Huo Shoutian kneeling on the ground, and said sarcastically, "Old man Huo, they've all gone far away, who are you kneeling for?"
"Let me tell you, don't expect us to give you red envelopes when you wish us a Happy New Year in advance."
As soon as he finished speaking, the onlookers burst into laughter.
Huo Shoutian's legs went numb from kneeling. He tried to stand up, but his body swayed and he fell to the ground with a thud.
Seeing this, Liu Huying quickly went to help, but ended up getting covered in excrement from Huo Shoutian.
"Get out! Get away from me." Huo Shoutian pushed Liu Huying away and slowly stood up.
The Huo family left the brigade compound in a sorry state.
Joanne took her two children home.
Huo Chen frowned. "Is it because Dad isn't here that they're bullying us like this?"
Qiao An looked down and saw a faint hint of hostility on Huo Chen's face.
This is not the kind of emotion a four-year-old should have.
"It turns out that your mother was too weak and didn't know how to fight back, which is why you two have suffered as a result."
"But that won't happen again. As long as I'm here, no one can bully you."
Qiao An knew that even if Huo Jiyun were there, it wouldn't make a difference.
Because he really is not Huo Shoutian and Liu Huying's biological son.
So how could they possibly feel sorry for Huo Jiyun's child?
But Qiao An can't reveal this secret now, because even Huo Jiyun probably doesn't know about his background.
"Mommy, if we give the wild boar to them, what will we eat?" Huo Ning's little head was full of thoughts about meat.
She felt a little heartbroken that such a large piece of meat had been given away.
"Does Aning want to eat meat?" Qiao An pinched Huo Ning's little face.
"Mom will make braised pork for you all for lunch!"
Back home, Qiao An prepared to make them braised pork and steam a few large steamed buns.
She was busy in the kitchen, trying to get some rock sugar from her storage space to caramelize it.
As soon as he stepped into the space, he was completely dumbfounded.
Is this...is this still her space?
In front of Joan, the space that was originally only 20 cubic meters has now become... a farm.
This isn't right!
In her previous life, until her death, her living space was only 20 cubic meters, which couldn't hold much, but it was better than nothing.
She wasn't surprised at all that the space was just as big when she transmigrated into the novel.
But now there are fruit trees and vegetable gardens in front of me, and I can almost hear the sound of rushing water in the distance.
She walked along the vegetable patch toward the sound of water, but she couldn't get there no matter what she did.
It's as if there's an invisible wall blocking the way.
Joan looked around and found that she now owned a garden that was about half the size of a football field.
To the left is a grove of trees, currently consisting only of apple, pear, peach, and apricot trees.
To the right is a vegetable garden: cabbage, chives, scallions, eggplants, green beans, tomatoes, sweet potatoes...
I roughly counted more than ten kinds.
What's going on?
Why has the space changed?
Could it be because of something she did during the few days she traveled through time?
Qiao An frowned in thought, the only thing she could think of was changing the plot!
He changed his own storyline as a cannon fodder extra, and he also changed the storyline of the female lead, Mu Yu.
Does this mean that as long as the plot is changed, the space can be upgraded?
Thinking about this, Qiao An felt that the days ahead held great promise!
Since there were no green vegetables at home, Qiao An thought she would make braised pork for lunch.
There are lots of leafy green vegetables in the space now, what do you want to eat?
Joan picked some fresh sweet potato leaves and tomatoes.
I picked up the spatula and started cooking.
Before the apocalypse, she was a moderately famous food blogger, and cooking was a very simple thing for her.
"Time to eat!!"
Qiao An brought the dishes to the table, then turned around and went to the kitchen to get some steamed buns.
Huo Chen and Huo Ning stood on tiptoe to look at the large bowl.
"Brother, am I not mistaken? Is it meat?" Huo Ning licked his lips, his mouth watering.
"It's meat." Huo Chen nodded. "This woman really doesn't know how to manage money, making so much jerky."
"Brother, Mom made the meat for us, I won't allow you to talk about her like that." Huo Ning pouted unhappily.
Huo Chen sighed inwardly. His silly little sister had been won over by that woman so quickly.
Although he also felt that Qiao An had changed a lot, and that she had saved his and his sister's lives yesterday.
But I was still feeling very uneasy.
They were afraid that one day, Joan would vent all her anger on them again, just like before.
Now that things are so unpleasant with her grandparents' family, what if Joan really abuses them?
We can't even go back to our grandparents' house.
What will he and Huo Ning do then?
Now that things have come to this, we can only take it one step at a time.
Qiao An carried the steamed buns into the house and saw Huo Ning staring intently at the braised pork.
Huo Chen, on the other hand, looked troubled and worried, as if he had a lot on his mind.
Qiao An put down the steamed bun and then helped Huo Ning onto the stool.
Huo Chen slowly climbed up by himself.
"Mommy, it really is braised pork!" Huo Ning raised his two little fists, and drool finally dripped down the corners of his mouth.
Huo Chen turned his head away.
That greedy girl is unbearable to look at.
Joanne put some meat in the two children's bowls. "Don't just eat meat, you need to eat some vegetables too, okay?"
"Mmm!" Huo Ning took a bite of the braised pork, her little mouth turning bright red from the heat.
The meat swished around in my mouth several times before I started chewing.
Today, Qiao An made braised pork, stir-fried sweet potato leaves, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Both are sweet, which is more in line with children's tastes.
Huo Chen was initially a bit reserved, but the food was just too delicious.
Before long, he also started to eat heartily.
The aroma of braised pork wafted far and wide, but none of the neighbors paid any attention to it today.
Because Tian Yongfu divided the wild boar among himself.
The meat was distributed in the brigade according to the number of people, and most families received more than a pound.
Even the water was completely snatched up.
So at noon today, almost every household was stewing pork.
The fragrance of Qiao An's house was also masked.
The people of Lianchi Village ate lunch as if it were Chinese New Year.
Of course, the Huo family and Zhao Dongsheng's family are exceptions.
When the Huo family returned home, they didn't even cook a meal; they immediately started taking a bath.
Liu Huying rinsed herself ten times before she could wash away the smell of feces from her body.
But what about inside the mouth...?
Whenever she opens her mouth, you can smell a foul odor from a great distance.
At noon, they smelled the aroma of pork in the air, drank radish soup, and ate dry, crumbly vegetables. They felt incredibly miserable.
As for Zhao Dongsheng, although he's not covered in excrement, he's not much better off now.
As soon as he got home, his mother pointed her finger at him and scolded him for being a busybody.
Otherwise, the family could have gotten a pound of wild boar meat today.
On Sunday, Qiao An went to the brigade again to find Tian Yongfu and asked him to find someone to connect the electrical wires to his house and seal the windows.
They lived in a long-abandoned house; not only was there no electricity, but the windows were also half-open.
As soon as I reached the door of the brigade office, I heard voices coming from inside.
"Have capitalists been sent down to our village?"
"Indeed! I heard from the commune secretary that he's a big capitalist from Shenzhou."
"Where should we put them? Our village hasn't taken in anyone like them for years."
"I remember there's a cowshed not far from the old house where Joan lives now, right? Let her live there."
"Okay, then that's suitable for capitalist roaders like them."
Upon hearing the conversation in the office, a thought arose in Joanne's mind.
Could the capitalist they're talking about be Mu Linjiang?
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