Asking for a divorce on the way to exile, finding a husband is a great pleasure

Among a large area of ​​black points redemption options, there are a few options that are lit.

However, these options don't make much sense.

For example, one point can be exchanged for two kilograms of cotton, and one point can be exchanged for ten copper coins.

Qin Mianmian didn't think she had the ability to earn two strings of cash in three days with ten copper coins.

After scanning the panel, there is only one option available, which is hunting in the ability options.

Other things like medical skills, breeding techniques, farming techniques, etc., none of them can produce immediate results.

Hunting skills are also divided into levels, and the two points she currently has can only be exchanged for level three skills.

At level three, there are still three days left for hunting, which should be enough.

At most, she would be a little tired, but she couldn't let others easily take control of the Fu family.

After thinking about this, she chose the option to exchange for hunting skills without hesitation.

Suddenly, a light bulb went off in my head. I couldn’t describe the feeling, but I just inexplicably wanted to go for a walk in the mountains.

"Mom, I'm going out for a while." She let go of Fu Jingbo's hand and turned to walk out of the yard.

The Fu family's yard was not very big. She had been standing in the yard just now and it only took her a few steps to reach the gate.

"Mianmian, where are you going in such hot weather?" Fu Chen was still immersed in her bragging and couldn't help herself. When she turned around and saw her leaving the door, she hurriedly shouted.

"I'll go to the mountain to take a look. There will be nothing to eat tomorrow. We can't go hungry." Qin Mianmian waved her hand and said without turning her head.

Fu Chenshi got anxious when she heard this: "Mianmian, you can't go. Don't you know there are..."

Before he could finish his words, Qin Mianmian, who had gone out, had already disappeared.

She had no choice but to turn around and look for her silly son, hoping that he would go with her and take care of Qin Mianmian.

But before she could open her mouth, the boy strode out and disappeared in the blink of an eye. She was stunned.

"Mom, why are my sister and brother going to the mountain? Also, what did you say was on the mountain?"

Fangfang tilted her little head and looked at Fu Chen in confusion.

"Oh, nothing, it's just that wild boars seem to have come to this area recently. Didn't I tell you not to go far when cutting grass for the pigs? I was just afraid that you would encounter a wild boar." Fu Chen sighed.

"Your sister-in-law just got married and is not familiar with this area. I don't think she will go too far, so nothing should happen." She comforted herself.

"Okay, then I'll go cut grass for the pigs. Will Mom boil eggs again?"

Fangfang's mind was not on the wild boar at all. She tilted her head and continued to ask.

She ate an egg last night, and it was delicious. But the chicken laid two eggs yesterday, and she ate one. This morning, Qin Mianmian ate another.

Mom and Dad hadn't eaten yet. She thought she could cut some more grass for the pigs to make Mom happy, and then boil two eggs so they could eat.

"Why are you still boiling eggs?" Fu Chen frowned again when she heard her words: "There are only two hens in the house that lay eggs. The previous ones were sold. The eggs laid yesterday were eaten by you and your sister-in-law. Where can we get any more?"

"But today's eggs haven't been picked yet." Fangfang is not stupid.

"We have to save today's eggs. Didn't you hear that our family owes so much debt? We have to pay it back." Fu Chen shook her head and turned to go into the house.

Fangfang's originally excited little face suddenly fell after hearing this.

He walked out Mumuran, his heart filled with sadness that his parents had not yet eaten the eggs.

It is always difficult for children to hide their emotions. When she was sad, her tears fell.

She was sobbing but afraid that her mother would hear her, so she had to hide in the corner of the outer wall of her house and cry quietly.

"Fangfang, what's wrong with you?"

"Little Tiger." Fangfang looked up and saw the person in front of her, and burst into tears.

"Well, what's wrong? Were you beaten by your mother too?" Little Tiger asked in surprise and suspicion.

"You're so good, but you still get beaten?"

"No, I wasn't beaten, and I wasn't running around the mountain." Fangfang was left amused and helpless by his words. She wiped away her tears and retorted.

"Why are you crying when you weren't beaten? You're such a spoiled brat." When the little tiger heard that she wasn't beaten, he immediately became disgusted with her.

In his heart, nothing was more painful than being beaten.

"I want to boil eggs, but my mother won't let me." Fangfang curled her lips and expressed her grievances to her best friend.

"What? You want to boil eggs? Why not? Isn't your mother very good to you? She never beats you." Little Tiger didn't understand.

He gets beaten every day, but he eats most of the eggs in the house.

Unless the chicken doesn't lay eggs or is about to hatch chicks, he can't eat it.

"My mother said that the eggs should be saved to sell for money and can't be boiled anymore." Fangfang explained with a hum.

"Hey, it's just eggs, no big deal. If you really want to eat them, my mother cooked eggs for me today and I'll secretly give them to you." Seeing her aggrieved look, Xiao Huzi felt a little uncomfortable and simply gave up his eggs.

"Really? You want to give me eggs?" Fangfang was about to continue crying, but she stopped immediately when she heard this.

Before yesterday, she couldn't remember the taste of eggs because she hadn't eaten them in so long.

If you eat one out of the blue, it tastes really good, much better than wild vegetable pancakes, coarse grain dumplings, etc.

As far as she could remember, her parents were never willing to eat the good things at home, so she wanted them to have an egg too.

"Well, I said I'll give it to you. But these eggs are not given for free. You have to help me with the work." Seeing her happy look, Xiao Huzi felt a little regretful, so he put forward a condition.

"What kind of work?" Fangfang didn't care and asked straightforwardly.

"You have to help me cut grass for the pigs and fill up a big backpack." Xiao Huzi took off his backpack and handed it to Fangfang.

"That's it?" Fangfang raised her eyebrows and snorted coldly, "You call this a big deal?"

"You harvest them first. If you can't fill the basket, you won't get any eggs." Little Tiger sneered.

What he feared most was cutting grass for pigs, because there were caterpillars in the grass and it was not pleasant to scratch it.

Even without caterpillars, the thatch on the mountain is very sharp and contains a lot of grass seeds, which is very annoying.

"What if I fill my basket with harvested fruits? Will you give me two eggs?" Fangfang said unconvinced.

"Two is two, but you have to come back before lunch. If you can't cut them, you won't get any eggs."

"Okay, I'll go now." After hearing what Xiao Huzi said, Fangfang walked up the mountain with the basket on her back.

It was just cutting grass for the pigs, a piece of cake for her. She did these things all the time at home, so it wasn't difficult for her at all.

Seeing her walking so lightly, Xiao Huzi felt a little regretful.

How could he go home and tell his mother that he should cook two eggs today? If he told Fangfang, his mother would definitely not agree, and he might even get a beating.

If he did, he would pretend to have a stomachache, and his mother would definitely be willing to cook an extra egg if she felt sorry for him!