The rebirth of seventy hot wife has space

The mother and son rolled to the feet of Fang Ruo who had just entered the village and was about to go uphill.

"Auntie?"

"Fang Ruo, is that Fang Ruo?"

"What's the matter? Come on, get up."

Fang Ruo put down his things, helped Fang Hongying up, and Aunt Nine went to pull Fang Jianping up.

"Are you still asking? Humph! If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be pushed away. You're just a broom star, and you only lived in our house for a day..."

"Jianping, shut up!"

Aunt Jiu raised her hand and couldn't help beating the child, but was stopped by Fang Ruo.

"Auntie, go back first."

"Fang Ruo, are you divorced?"

"Go back and talk."

This matter is not clear in one or two sentences.

Fang Ruo was carrying a large bag and a small bag, and Fang Hongying helped to take the two bags.

"Is there a power outage again today?"

"Electricity is expensive, I didn't ask them to turn on the lights."

The rural areas in southern Guangdong were connected to electricity earlier, and Ping'an Village has been connected to electricity for more than a year, but there are several power outages in a day, and the voltage is not stable.

This time it would be impossible to turn on the light, so Aunt Jiu went to turn on the light to check whether Hongying and Jianping were injured.

Looking at it, Jianping's forehead was bulging with a big shiny bump, and Hongying's elbow was scratched a lot, and blood was oozing out.

"Come, get some purple potion."

Wu Caifeng took out a bottle of purple syrup, which is usually used for disinfection, but it is not disinfection. Let's put it this way, it is omnipotent in rural areas these days. As long as there are no bones in any trauma, you can apply purple syrup every day, and then you will be fine.

I don't know whether this purple potion is so versatile or people of this age have a super self-healing ability. Anyway, every family always has it as a universal medicine.

"Auntie, we won't just be bullied blindly, just like I did that day, I figured it out after falling into the well, whoever bullies us will bully us back."

"Well, my aunt won't suffer from arguing, don't worry."

"Hongying, Jianping, whoever bullies you in the future, remember to tell me, I will beat them up. Oh yes, I brought delicious food."

Fang Ruo found out a large bag of char siew buns, which he brought back with two ice packs, otherwise they would have rotted after a half-day drive.

"Sister Fang Ruo! You should get the buns out early and the wound on my head will heal soon!"

The little calf just stared at Fang Ruo at the head of the village, but now there are barbecued pork buns, which is sister Fang Ruo, he picks up one in each hand, one bite in the left hand, one bite in the right hand, this way of eating no one will snatch it.

"Slow down, be careful of choking." Aunt Jiu slapped her son.

Hongying is cute and gentle, and she eats gracefully, eating with a smile on her face.

"Auntie, eat quickly, you can't keep it, it will spoil tomorrow in such a hot day."

"Okay, eat them all, eat them all."

Ninth Aunt is not a polite person, she is aggressive and straightforward.

Fang Ruo likes dealing with such people.

"Whoa! And peanut candy! Whoa! And new clothes! Whoa, and new shoes!"

After Fang Jianping finished eating two buns, he wiped his clothes with both hands, opened several big bags, read them all, and then hugged Fang Ruo's arm with a paw of bun oil.

"Sister Fang Ruo, from now on you will be my own sister, and I will hang out with you."

Undoubtedly, Fang Jianping got his mother's slap again, this time with a smile.

Aunt Jiu sent Hongying and Jianping to the kitchen to boil bath water, and she asked Fang Ruona if she was divorced.

"Aunt, I can't leave, I don't want to."

"Then what should I do? Have you seen that man? It's a terrible crime. You talk about Fang Xing, that bitch, who hurt you enough."

"I see. It's the man's grandfather who won't let him go. He said he will slowly persuade the old man. Let's talk about it after a while."

"That's all there is to it."

Aunt Ninth sat among a pile of ready-made clothes and cloth, looking at one piece and touching another. She had never seen so many materials and clothes in her life.

That heartache, after the pain was over, he began to mutter again, "Fang Ruo, take it easy, don't let your fingers leak so much, there will be a lot of places to spend money in the future.

Alas, yes, having a father means not having a father, and no one taught you these things when you were young. Don't go back to your shabby house, just live with your aunt, and live with peace of mind. It's more or less a help. "

"Okay, if you don't tell me, I won't leave."

Fang Ruo was soft-hearted, and when she came back, she sat idle in the car and thought of countless reasons for leaving the village. Wherever she was going, she could live a good life, but when she came back, her mood was different.

Fang Ruo has always been, whoever treats her well will pay back double, and whoever treats her badly will also pay double.

The ready-made clothes and materials brought back from the provincial capital this time are all for Aunt Jiu, Hongying and Jianping.

This night, Aunt Nine was so excited that she hugged a pile of clothes and fabrics and secretly wiped her tears several times. Her dead man had never been so kind to her, and then died.

Fang Ruo's night was very busy. First, he planted the various seeds, flower seedlings and saplings he brought back in separate spaces.

Then he studied the pool of water in the space. Fang Ruo filled a cup of water with a small cup, and while Jianping was asleep, wiped the water on the big pouch on his forehead.

The large piece of Hongying's broken elbow was also carefully coated with a lot of pool water, just waiting for a miracle to appear.

It's a pity that after waiting for two hours, the redness and swelling on Jianping's forehead has disappeared a little, but there are only some changes, and the same is true of Hongying's elbow. .

By the next morning, the injuries of the Hongying siblings had changed a lot. Jianping's injury was not very swollen or painful, and Hongying's injury had begun to scab.

After Aunt Ninth found out, she couldn't stop tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk.

Jianping said that it was because he ate too many barbecued pork buns last night that he recovered quickly.

Fang Ruo told Aunt Nine that Jianping and Hongying's injuries recovered quickly because the children's physical function was good, which made sense.

As long as it is good, Aunt Jiu doesn't care how good it is.

Two mice, Fang Hongying and Fang Jianping, did the experiment. Fang Ruo can basically confirm that the fruits and pond water in the space, or all the products in the space with a high probability, are miraculously effective if used by Fang Ruo, and the effect will be halved by other people.

"I'm going to the clock, Hongying, you can collect firewood later, Jianping, you can play with Fang Ruojie." After giving the order, Aunt Nine went to work with a hoe on her shoulder.

"Sister Fang Ruo, from today on I'll mess with you, I'll fight wherever you point, what are you doing now?"

Fang Jianping, who has eaten and drank enough, calling Fang Ruo a fool is already a past tense, and now he utters sister.

"Let's go collect firewood with Hongying."

"Okay, okay, do you have buns to eat when picking up firewood?"

"Yes, after collecting firewood, I will go to Leping Town to buy buns."

"yeah!"

Fang Hongying took the lead, she was familiar with the way, followed by Fang Ruo and Fang Jianping.

Fang Ruo grew up so old and never worked, and the original owner also doesn't know how to work. Apart from being stupid, there is another reason because her father is rich. For the sake of money, Fang Xingguo's family dare not force a fool to do it. live.

When going up the mountain, if Fang Ruo doesn't pick up firewood, she mainly looks at plants. With a few pieces of land with space, she wants to plant anything strange in the space.

"Huh? Hongying, Jianping, do you know what this is called?"

What Fang Ruo found was a vine-like plant. She had been exposed to many high-end fabrics in her previous life, and she didn't know if this plant was related to the fabric she thought.

"I don't understand this, sweet potato. I used to dig it for my mother and sold it to the next village. It's so cheap and worthless." Jianping was like a little grown-up, giving his sister a contemptuous glance. .

Fang Ruo looked at Fang Hongying.

"Yes, I also helped my mother dig."

That's right.

Ranunculus yam, the dye of xiangyun yarn.