The all-round housekeeper is a stick

As expected, there was no breakfast for Lin Mumu.

Lin Xiaoxia told her husband last night about the threat from Lin Mumu. She became more and more angry as Lin Mumu kept scolding her. Since she was in charge of breakfast today, she put less water in it.

If you add less water, the porridge will naturally be less.

The old lady who was distributing the rice finished her portion and saw that the pot was empty. She just glared at Lin Xiaoxia and said nothing.

Looking at the empty pot, Lin Mumu didn't say anything. She would never add water to the empty pot or drink the water used to wash the pot.

When she went to wash the vegetables, she remembered that Lin Xiaoxia was in charge of today's breakfast, and she knew it would be like this. Fortunately, she didn't expect to have a meal.

The original body's breakfast was almost always "pot washing water", which she really didn't want. Even without the system's golden finger, she wouldn't want to drink that stuff.

Lin Mumu was not qualified to sit at the table for dinner, so no one cared whether she was at home or not.

Carrying the backpack on his back, Lin Mumu walked out of the yard and went down to the foot of the mountain.

At this time, people would occasionally be met on the road. When Lin Mumu saw them, he would lower his head like his original self, and they would pretend not to see Lin Mumu carrying a basket on his back.

Abandoned by her parents in the countryside, with no love from her grandparents, no one took her seriously. At most, when they saw her carrying firewood and wild vegetables home, her tiny body bent under the weight, they would sympathize and say, "What a sin!" said the third kid of the Lin family.

Lin Mumu doesn't care what others think. Whether they sympathize with her or laugh at her, it doesn't matter to her.

When she was almost at the foot of the mountain, she saw that the points she had cleared in the morning by buying mixed grain rice porridge had returned to 1. Lin Mumu was in a good mood. As long as she had points, she wouldn't be hungry.

When we got to the top of the mountain and reached the small pond, the number in the points column became 2.

Lin Mumu happily washed her hands and spent 1 point to buy a steamed bun. After eating, she didn't go looking for wild vegetables or firewood, but instead thought about how to take a bath.

In this weather, taking a cold shower would increase the chances of getting sick. Furthermore, from my memories, I knew I would definitely fall ill if I took a shower in cold weather.

She didn't want to suffer like this, and she couldn't use too much water at home. Otherwise, she could boil some water for a bath while others were at work.

However, she was too short to carry water, so she was not qualified to use it. She would be scolded for wasting water if she poured some water to drink or wash her hands, let alone boil water for a bath.

At the pig farm, the pot and water were usable. After all, the wild vegetables needed to be washed before being used to cook the pigs, so using more water to wash the vegetables was a reasonable excuse. However, if we used too much, Old Lady Lin would scold us.

Although after Old Lady Lin took over the job of raising pigs, it was Lin Mumu who was responsible for cutting grass for the pigs, picking wild vegetables, cooking pig food and collecting firewood, but it was Old Lady Lin who asked the descendants of the Lin family to take turns picking the water tank for her.

Neither this nor that is feasible, which really makes Lin Mumu scratch his head in distress.

But as soon as her hand touched her hair, the greasy touch made her withdraw her hand in disgust.

Walking around the pond, Lin Mumu was thinking in a dilemma, should he just jump in and wash himself?

But thinking about the temperature of the water she had just washed her hands with, she backed off. She didn't want to get sick.

If you have a runny nose due to a cold and don't even have tissues to wipe it with, where do you wipe it? Your sleeve, which is barely cleaner than a rag?

Do I have to keep two slugs hanging there all the time?

I dare not think about that scene, I cannot think about it.

Then walk more, pick up firewood, accumulate some points, and see if you can buy a pot. Then find a cave to boil some water, rinse and wash. It is definitely better than soaking in a pond and freezing.

With this idea in mind, Lin Mumu stopped wandering around the pond. While looking for firewood, he also looked for a suitable cave nearby.

The original body was small and easy to be robbed, so he usually walked alone on remote routes to collect firewood and wild vegetables. However, he did not dare to stray too far, and he could only feel at ease when he heard the noisy sounds of children on the other side.

Lin Mumu didn't need to listen to the noise to feel at ease.

She would rather explore a place suitable for her to take a hot bath.

Unconsciously walking further, Lin Mumu saw the increasingly dense forest and was a little worried about whether there were snakes. Before she could turn back in fear, she saw a small shabby house not far away.

This is really great.

Lin Mumu walked over there happily. When she reached the back of the wooden house, she heard the "hmm" sounds of a man and a woman coming from inside the house.

Lin Mumu, who had been in love before and lived in an era of information explosion, had no idea what was going on in the house.

I couldn't help but search my original memory. I didn't seem to hear anyone in the village say that there were people living on the mountain. Moreover, the wooden house was so dilapidated that it didn't look like it could be lived in.

He was not the owner of the shabby wooden house, and it was so early in the morning, so the man and woman in the house probably were not in a serious relationship.

Did she catch someone having an affair?

Lin Mumu was not interested in exploring other people's secrets, so she quietly retreated back on the way she was going, and used a stick to press the grass next to her towards the path she was walking on.

She retreated to where she had placed the backpack, put it on her back, and changed direction.