Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

Mo Xiaonian picked up the sickle placed aside and harvested the wheat in the field with great effort.

"And then? Can I trade this wheat for something else?"

"You can exchange for various goods in the mall, but the value of the goods is proportional to the points you have earned. Excuse me, but I'm afraid you can't even exchange a hair for the wheat you have now!"

"Where is that mall? I want to go take a look now."

'The mall has not met the conditions for opening.'

“How can it be opened?”

'This is beyond the scope of the novice guide, please figure it out on your own!'

"What? I have to figure it out on my own, so what's the point of having a system like yours?"

'I am a farming system. Please work hard, do good things, and don't worry about the future!'

After the system said these words, it disappeared and did not reappear no matter how Mo Xiaonian called it.

Mo Xiaonian felt that all this was too fantastic. After planting a lot of wheat, he felt too tired and fell asleep while sitting on the edge of the field.

A loud noise woke Mo Xiaonian up. She opened her eyes in a daze and found herself back in Fu Cang's stone room. A gorgeous girl in an animal skin skirt was standing in front of her angrily with a horsewhip in her hand.

"You vixen, are you going to pretend to be dead? Get out of Brother Fu Cang's house right now!"

It was the first time that Mo Xiaonian was called a vixen, and she felt a little secretly happy in her heart.

The girl's name was Hongling. Seeing that her intimidation had no effect on the girl in front of her, and that she was laughing inexplicably, Hongling became furious and whipped the table next to her with her whip.

Mo Xiaonian finally understood what the loud noise just now was.

Hong Ling said angrily, "Don't play dumb here. I know your background. You were picked up by Hunter Wang from the mountains and later sold to Tiefu. You have an unknown origin and have been taken over by so many men. With your appearance, how can you be worthy of Brother Fucang? So get out of here right now, and I can spare your life!"

"Whether I am worthy of Brother Fu Cang is not up to you. This is Fu Cang's home. Even if they want to kick me out, it is Fu Cang who is kicking me out. Who do you think you are?"

Hongling had not expected that this woman of unknown origin would actually contradict her, and she was immediately furious.

She had a very high status in the tribe, and other people had to be very careful when talking to her. They had never heard such insulting words before, so Hongling raised her horsewhip in an impulse and whipped Mo Xiaonian in the face.

Hongling's horsewhip is made of rattan. If it really hits Mo Xiaonian's face, Mo Xiaonian will definitely be disfigured.

'He turned his head to avoid the whip, then grabbed her elbow and used his index finger to poke her tendons.'

That magical voice rang out again, and Mo Xiaonian's body regained consciousness. After a series of smooth movements, by the time Mo Xiaonian came to his senses, Hong Ling was already holding her arms and screaming.

"What did you do to me?! You little bitch!"

Hong Ling screamed and was about to hit Mo Xiaonian with her other hand that was not numb, but Fu Cang walked in.