Traveling through the Book of Seventy: The Random Life of the Doomsday Goddess

Wang Shuhui ran all the way to Mu Qingli's house.

Mu Qingfeng had already entered a learning state. Mu Qingli had just started teaching him Chinese Pinyin. At this time, Mu Qingfeng was concentrating on memorizing the letters.

Mu Qingli started to deal with the rabbits. She originally wanted to give some to Fu Zhiqing, but now she didn't want to. She could just cook a few more dishes and invite them to her house for a meal.

"Mu Zhiqing!"

"Why are you back again? Did you lose something?"

"No, there's something good going on..."

Wang Shuhui smiled happily, ran to Mu Qingli and knelt down, chattering about what happened in the Educated Youth Home.

When Mu Qingli heard this, a hard-to-speak expression appeared on her face. Is it so exciting?

However, these educated youths are considered a stinky street in Liuzhong Village. When they go out, they are all a joke, alas!

"Why are you sighing? Isn't it funny?" Wang Shuhui couldn't stop laughing.

"It's funny! It's so funny! But what do the villagers think of us educated youths? Sad!" Mu Qingli said sadly, unable to hide the smile on her lips.

"Hahaha!" As she said this, Mu Qingli also burst into laughter. She always felt that it was particularly refreshing.

Especially when Zhang Yawei was unlucky, why was she so happy?

The two of them looked at each other and smiled so hard that they couldn't even see their eyes.

After finishing the gossip, Wang Shuhui left Mu Qingli's yard like a gust of wind, and she really didn't take a single cloud with her.

Mu Qingli smiled and shook her head, this Wang Shuhui...

After laughing, Mu Qingli secretly looked at Mu Qingfeng who was lying on the small table writing. She saw that he was not listening to what was going on outside the window. He had a serious face as if he was fighting, staring at the letters on the book, drawing one stroke after another. writes.

Mu Qingli couldn't help but smile like an aunt. It seemed that a good beating would make her honest!You naughty kid, you can’t achieve anything without fighting!

Mu Qingfeng felt a chill for no reason while he was writing. Why did he feel so cold on his back?

She turned around and looked at Mu Qingli, who was concentrating on handling the rabbit. Nothing happened!Mu Qingfeng scratched his head in confusion, and then went back to writing seriously.

Mu Qingli took care of the rabbit, marinated it, told Mu Qingfeng, got on her bicycle and went out. She said she was going to the town to buy meat. In fact, is meat that easy to buy?She found a hidden place to take some things from the space and cook them.

In addition, food had to be stored. The items she and Fu Hongzhou traded had agreed to be stored in a small house in the town.

After much deliberation, she decided to put the food in a small house in the town. She said that the friend rented his yard and would trade there in the future. Then she would give him the key and let him bring people. Just go and move it.

When Mu Qingli thought of this, she really had to go to town. She put in five hundred kilograms of rice, five hundred kilograms of white flour, and one hundred kilograms of millet. There was also some dried meat and dried meat, but not much. Let's try it first. talk later!

If it works really well, then all the things she grows and breeds in her space will be marketable, and there will be no need to keep them piled up.

At the end of the world, every time when the food and fruits in the space are ripe, they are collected directly and piled in the warehouse of space with their thoughts, and then they are planted with their thoughts. This repeats for some time.

It’s just that since I started studying, it seems I haven’t been doing my job properly!

Looking at the field, I saw the yellow ears of wheat, the heavy rice, and the corn cobs covered with yellow gems. The food was ripe again!

Mu Qingli used her mind to collect the food and put it into the processing warehouse. Then she came out with bags of rice, white flour, and cornmeal. She took them back to the storage warehouse before planting them again. She decided to take stock of the supplies first.

Nowadays, if you don’t know it by looking at it, you will be shocked when you look at it!Is there actually so much? ?

In the infinite space, the shelves are neatly and orderly filled with everything you need. The food in the storage warehouse, grown and processed by yourself, and harvested in the last days, has been piled up so much that you can't see the end at a glance.

When Mu Qingli saw this, she just wanted to say: "Who else!!"

But I just thought about it and kept a low profile. What if I was struck by lightning again?There is a saying that says, if you pretend to be cool, you will be struck by lightning...

Mu Qingli put away the supplies, took out some pork belly and bacon from the space, and made braised pork in the hut.

Stir-fried potato slices with bacon, braised pig meat, and fattened sausages with hot peppers. It’s so delicious that I bought it at a state-owned restaurant. I mixed it with a cold dish when I went home, braised rabbit meat, and steamed a pot of fragrant rice noodles. Thank you for the gift. The specifications are enough, right? ?

Mu Qingli prepared everything, packed it in a lunch box, put it in a mesh bag, and threw it into the space, ready to take it out when she got home.

Mu Qingli was pedaling her bicycle. The autumn air was crisp and the autumn wind was blowing. The vast wilderness was no longer blocked by the green gauze tent, which made people feel relaxed and happy. Mu Qingli had a rare and relaxing feeling of having a half-day leisurely life.

Back in the courtyard, Mu Qingli dove into the kitchen to steam rice and make rabbit meat.

Mu Qingfeng was still racking his brains and writing hard.

Mu Qingli felt extremely pleased that Mu Qingfeng was so diligent.

After the meal was ready, when the sun set, Wang Shuhui, Fu Hongzhou, Qin Xiao and others came together, and there was an uninvited guest, Bo Chuyan.

"I came uninvited! Please bear with me!" Bo Chuyan said sheepishly.

Then he placed a bag of brown sugar and half a pound of white rabbit candy in his hand on the small table in the courtyard.

Mu Qingli frowned, "Why are you here?" Obviously, she was very unhappy.

"We didn't let this guy come!" Qin Xiao said with a desire to survive.

Fu Hongzhou looked away, as if he didn't recognize him.

This made Bo Chuyan almost mad at them. Ever since Qin Xiao came, the two of them had been mysterious all day long, and now, they were even adding insult to injury.

"Mu Zhiqing, actually I want to take the opportunity to ask something clearly!" Bo Chuyan said quickly.

"Say!" Mu Qingli spat out one word expressionlessly.

"Did I offend Mu Zhiqing in any way?" Bo Chuyan asked seriously.

"No!" Mu Qingli said coldly.

In the previous life, the black-hearted lotus with a small white flower appearance had indeed framed the original body many times.

However, every time Bo Chuyan is the fuse, he is the role of the masses. It can be said that he does not know and does not care.

To say what he really did wrong, he really couldn't tell because the original owner didn't know whether Bo Chuyan knew about those things.

Despite this, it doesn’t stop Mu Qingli from hating Bo Chuyan!Who made him Zhang Yawei's destined official match?

"Mu Zhiqing, has he offended you? Tell me! I will help you beat him!" At this time, Wang Shuhui said.

"Really not!" Mu Qingli said with a smile.

"I know! You just don't like him!" Wang Shuhui said with a smile, as if I understood and I guessed it.

It hurts my heart!She doesn't like me, are you so happy?

"Then do you like him?" Mu Qingli couldn't help but ask.

"It's not pleasing to the eye! I'm so tired of being with other female educated youths all day long! Just looking at her makes me want to beat her up!" Wang Shuhui said and glanced at Mu Qingfeng.

Mu Qingfeng, who had panda eyes, couldn't help but be speechless. If you want to beat him up, what do you think I'm looking at? ?Do you want to learn my sister's skills? ?If you don't pay the fee, I don't even want you to observe...

Thinking about it, Mu Qingfeng quietly lowered his head to write, but his head lowered lower and lower...