Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

"Others will eat the fish I worked so hard to catch if you don't want to eat."

Madam Song patted her and did not refute. Erlang reacted the fastest. He picked up a few pieces of fish with a stern expression and stuffed them into the steamed bun.

When he bit the steamed bun, it was as if he wanted to bite off a layer of someone's flesh.

However, when the delicacies entered his mouth, he was instantly cured.

"Sister, if grandma knows you have such skills, she will regret only letting you burn the wood and wash the vegetables."

Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes. "You can't shut up even if you're eating!"

"Eat less steamed buns. Save them for the next meal."

"The fish slices can't be kept. I might as well eat fish until I'm full tonight!"

Ning Erlang sighed and focused on eating.

Although his actions were straightforward, he would still push the fish into Xiaoxiao's bowl from time to time. 𝗯𝐞𝗱𝗻𝐨𝘃𝐞𝐥.𝗻𝗲𝐭

Xiaoxiao accepted his good intentions and kept helping him.

He did not forget about the other two people at the table.

"Mom, eat. Big Brother, eat too."

"Don't be reluctant. I'll go fishing another day after eating!"

"In the future, I'll make delicious food for you guys and raise the entire family until we're all fair and fat!!"

These words were good enough to hear, but no one refuted him.

After their dad was injured, everyone was mentally and physically exhausted. They needed such a meal and such a dream.

They filled their stomachs and finished the fish. The pigeon soup was also stewed with a fresh fragrance. They poked it with their chopsticks, and the meat separated softly.

Madam Song carried the bowl to feed Ning Fengnian, who had just woken up, pigeon soup. Ning Erlang even took the time to shout at him.

"Dad, remember to eat it cleanly!"

Xiaoxiao almost choked from laughing.

At this moment, Rong Yan and the others, who had just entered the village, were knocking on the door of Zhao Hu's house.

When Zhao Hu opened the door, he looked at the fair-skinned young master in front of him with a puzzled expression. "Who are you looking for?"

One of the guards stepped forward and took his hand.

"Second Master, I've finally found you!"

"We're from your brother's family. We came all the way here to look for you!"

"This is your nephew."

Zhao Hu looked curiously at Rong Yan, who stood quietly at the side.

Rong Yan took out the item to acknowledge him and cupped his hands at him. "There's a water problem at home. My parents have been separated. Uncles brought me here to find you."

The uncles were speechless.

We dared not!!!

It was evening, and smoke rose from the chimneys of Fortune Village.

The door of the house next door was pushed open. A woman with thick arms and a round waist was smashing the door with a bowl bigger than her face.

Rong Yan and the others, who had just come out to familiarize themselves with the environment after exchanging pleasantries with Zhao Hu, turned around and saw this scene.

Zhao Hu shook his head and introduced. "The Ning family lives next door. They just separated from their family. The one staying here is the eldest branch, and the one who came is the second branch of their family."

Second Aunt Ning held the bowl in her hand and banged on the door louder and louder.

The old house was broken everywhere and needed to be repaired everywhere. However, this door was the first thing Xiaoxiao urged her brothers to reinforce.

Not installing barbs was her last act of gentleness.

Hence, even when Second Aunt Ning's palm was in pain, the door did not move.

Xiaoxiao told her brothers in the small courtyard, "Look, this is weakening the enemy's combat strength."

Madam Song glanced at her helplessly and went forward to open the door.

It was fine if she was naughty for a while, but her second sister-in-law would talk about it everywhere later.

Seeing Madam Song's actions, Xiaoxiao quickly walked towards her. "Mom, rest. I'll do it. I'll do it."

She rolled her eyes and pulled the door open.

Outside the door, Second Aunt Ning was holding back her strength to push the door open. She did not pay attention and fell on the ground.

Xiaoxiao dodged nimbly and even blinked as she looked at Second Aunt Ning, who was half-kneeling in front of Madam Song.

"Second Aunt, why are you doing this?"