Time Travel: My whole family is a villain

Today is midday.

It is advisable to plant animals to adopt children and receive gifts, and avoid building graves.

Grandma went into the mountains.

Jiang Yu was carrying her sister on her back and holding a small gold bucket in her hand, which was a urine bucket.

The shape is a bit like a wooden flower basket, with a round wooden basin underneath, and a vine handle on the wooden basin, like an arch bridge.

While the sun was not too bright, she wanted to water the newly planted trees.

Do not water directly, as direct watering will burn the tree to death.

If you need to add water, a ratio of about [-] to [-] is better.

Jiang Mianmian covered her eyes, this little gold bucket was for her exclusive use.

At the same time, I am a little curious, this, this her urine, after diluting it, adding water, and then watering the tree, will it have any special effects...

if so……

Gee.

After watering the tree, Ajie carried her back to the house.

My sister continued to do needlework.

Because the sun was a bit bright, I sat under the eaves.

Jiang Mianmian was put back into the wooden basin and forced to develop a relationship with her pet ant.

Other time travelers held the spiritual spring and killed everyone, but she couldn't even fight an ant with the spiritual spring.

Cowardly, too cowardly.

When Jiang Mianmian lay down, she saw the excellent black ant at the edge of the wooden basin. It was in its familiar old position. Even that position was a little concave. I wonder if it was dug by it. It fit its body very well.

Jiang Mianmian timidly held out a finger and poured a drop of spiritual spring water on it.

Then she retracted her fingers, silently stretched out her hand, made a fist, reached out, made a fist. As a human being, the difference from animals is that humans can use tools. If she can grab a stick, she dares to move ants around.

Jiang Mianmian practiced grasping, and at the same time took a look at the ant. If it dared to come close, she would immediately... cry.

After seeing that the ant didn't move for a long time and stayed in its nest obediently, she turned her attention to looking at her sister again.

My sister's needlework is very ordinary needlework, not embroidery, and there are no fancy threads.

They should pay for the soles of the shoes, and poor families should pay for the shoes.

Stitch by stitch, round by round, layers upon layers of needlework and threading make the soles strong and soft, allowing you to walk farther, to farther places, and to walk home from far away places. .

As long as you don't look at the needle, it's very relaxing.

It was a circle of brushes, which was much faster than cross-stitching or anything she had ever seen.

With my sister's hand speed, she should be able to sew very quickly.

It's crisp and decisive, very stable, the gaps between the needles and threads are even, the turns are very natural, and the knots are pretty good.

After watching for a while, Jiang Mianmian felt hungry.

Grandma is not here, so she must be eating rice cereal.

However, she remembered that there was only a small handful of rice cereal that day. She had been eating it for a few days, so she should have finished it.

Sure enough, she yelled "baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, the sister put down her needle and thread, first touched her butt and found that she didn't urinate, then she picked her up and went to the clay pot in the house to get fine grain powder.

It seems like there was no hand washing during this process? ?

Sister picked up the pottery pot and shook it. It was light and soft, just a little bit.

Jiang Yu poured the pot into the pot vigorously and banged the pot hard until no powder came out at all.

Jiang Mianmian was worried that her sister would smash the pottery pot.

It only takes half a bowl of fine grain powder to pour for half a day.

I watched my sister carefully add water and stir to prevent any powder from flying out.

It may be the last bit in the jar, and it has rained in the past two days. It is not fragrant at all, and there is still a smell.

Jiang Mianmian took two bites and then didn't want to eat anymore.

Then, like last time, Sister took advantage of her not paying attention and pinched her mouth open and fed her a spoonful.

One cannot fall in the same place three times.

Jiang Mianmian was ready to resist. This time she was prepared and would never speak.

His mouth was pinched open again, and he was fed another spoonful.

She... felt so wronged. She felt that torture and extortion of confessions were not as miserable as hers.

She didn't dare to open her mouth to cry, and she was worried that she would pour the rest into her mouth.

She pursed her lips and shed tears.

Jiang Yu looked puzzled. The fine grains were so delicious and fragrant. Why didn’t his sister like to eat them? She wanted to eat them even in her dreams.

Because the girl resolutely resisted, she couldn't use her skill and didn't dare to pinch her chin again for fear of breaking it.

I feel like my sister’s head is a little hard...

Jiang Yu then changed his language to persuade: "Let's finish the remaining two mouthfuls. Honey, look at you before you ate fine grains. You were as black and thin as the cicada monkeys on the tree..."

Jiang Mianmian looked horrified after hearing what her sister said. What the hell is a cicada monkey?How ugly and vicious can you be?

"Look at you eating fine grains, you are white and tender all of a sudden. Fine grains nourish you. Just think about that person yesterday, that Jiang Wan. Although she was pretending, she grew up eating fine grains. Looks good. Our girl eats them too. Fine grains also look good like that, no, they want to look better."

The more Jiang Mianmian listened, the more tears she shed.

Not only is the rice cereal not delicious, but it is also inexplicably sad.

Unable to bear it anymore, I opened my mouth and cried.

Then Sister A fed the last bit of rice cereal into her mouth.

What's even worse is that because there is not much rice cereal today, my sister is not even willing to drink the water for the rinse bowl, and gives it to her to drink.

Jiang Mianmian drank water, and her tears fell into the bowl.

After drinking half of it, I burped loudly.

Not full, probably angry and anxious.

When Jiang Yu saw that her sister was hiccupping, she stopped giving her water. Auntie said hiccups meant she was full.

She then decided to drink the remaining half of the rice paste bowl by herself.

Because it’s hot, I can’t let it go.

The Jiang family's dietary tutors should not waste food and eat what they can.

After taking the first sip, Jiang Yu's eyes widened.

She felt it smelled good and tasted good.

"Hiss" Jiang Yu inhaled, just like when she tore off the skin of her feet.

Could it be because she didn't scrape the bowl clean just now?But the water is already clear.

Jiang Yu drank the water in the bowl in one breath and poured another bowl.

After taking a sip, it tasted nothing.

Jiang Yu suddenly put the bowl to his sister's mouth and coaxed: "It smells good. Take one sip, just one sip. It's very fragrant."

Jiang Mianmian wanted to roll her eyes on the spot.

The wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated. Even her big-hearted sister wanted to deceive her.

Jiang Mianmian took a cooperative sip and then shut up.

Jiang Yu held the bowl reverently, and then opened his mouth to drink the water in the bowl.

I took a sip and smacked my lips. It seemed like there was no taste anymore.

Sure enough...it's just water, no fragrance.

She thought she had discovered something magical just now. The bowl her sister touched would taste better.

Jiang Mianmian feels that her sister is too idle.

So she peed.

She looked proud after peeing. She had only been a month old and already had such strong control. She had a bright future and could pee whenever she wanted...

Then she squealed twice, held her fingers in her mouth, and looked at her sister changing her diaper with a silly look on her face.

Jiang Yu changed her sister's diaper and saw her twiddling her fingers cutely, so she couldn't help but lean over and kiss her cheek.

Dear Jiang Mianmian was caught off guard and her face turned red.

This lady is quite nice.

……

in the mountains.

Qin Luoxia was beating with a long stick all the way.

All the suitable wild vegetables I saw were put into baskets.

I met another villager and said hello.

Gradually she went deeper and deeper.

The grass on the road is getting thicker and thicker.

Qin Luoxia then took out the spearhead from under the basket and assembled it.

The spear was pointed, with a hollow in the middle, and a blood groove. It was close to the length of her elbow. It didn't look like a hunter's spear, but rather a military standard. If you look closely, you can see there is an engraving on the inside.

When the assembled spear was put into use, Qin Luoxia seemed to have transformed from an aunt who had just given birth to a tiger soldier in the army, with a powerful feeling.

The face is obviously round and round, but at this moment it is full of evil energy, like a ferocious beast.

The speed also became faster, and soon the whole person was hidden in the dense forest.

It's just that birds occasionally fly in the forest, indicating that something is passing by below.

evening.

The birds flew away one after another.

Qin Luoxia appeared with a black long-haired wild boar on her shoulders.

The spear was bleeding, and her hand was a little sore.

She had a tigerish face and was extremely serious.

Actually a little confused.

She remembered that when her mother-in-law was alive, she always mentioned her biological father to her, saying that her biological father was an unparalleled hero who charged into battle and swept away thousands of armies.He said that he was guilty and did not leave him a son, otherwise he would definitely inherit his abilities.

Could it be that after giving birth to three children, she suddenly inherited her father's bravery and invincibility?

She originally wanted to go into the dense forest to hunt some pheasants or something, but she never expected to encounter a wild boar.

She was so frightened that she raised her spear and struck randomly.

She never expected that the wild boar would be stabbed to death.

She had a tigerish face and was very worried. How should she explain this to her husband when she went back?

The little black bear said last time that he bumped into it, and my husband didn't believe it...

If this wild boar said it hit him, would you believe it?