Even an ox cannot work twenty-four hours a day.

Just as I was thinking about it, the porridge in the pot started to boil.

Qiao Qingqing didn't plan to cook seafood porridge today. She had some pork looted from the Lu family, so she cut a piece of lean pork, cut it into thin strips and put it into the porridge, and also chopped some ginger to remove the fishy smell.

After that, Qiao Qingqing began to enjoy her dinner.

She had been reluctant to eat the three roast ducks that she packed up, and she hadn't had dinner yet, so she was just about to take them out and enjoy them.

With the sweet potato porridge that the educated youth had reserved for her, Qiao Qingqing quickly filled her stomach.

The roast duck was a little cold. I took a while to bring it home that day, so the taste was inevitably affected a bit.

For Qiao Qingqing, who hadn't eaten meat for a few days, this roast duck was still a rare delicacy.

By the time Qiao Qingqing finished eating, the porridge was almost done.

She took two pieces of coal from the stove and left one to keep the porridge warm.

Then he washed his face and hands, quickly changed his clothes, and returned to the bathroom.

When she returned to the room, Yao Xiaoman and Zhou Lanfang were both asleep.

After all, we got up very early and were busy all day, so everyone was very sleepy and could not be woken up from sleeping.

Even so, Qiao Qingqing was not in a hurry to go out.

After she hid in the bed, she entered the space.

After being busy in the space for more than an hour, she looked at her watch and saw that it was already ten o'clock in the evening, so she started her action for tonight.

First, go to the cowshed and use a secret signal to call the person out.

As there were other things to do tonight, Qiao Qingqing did not chat with them. She asked the three of them to finish their meal quickly and left in less than thirty minutes.

After coming out of the cowshed, Qiao Qingqing walked past the educated youth point and headed straight for Zhoujiacun near the village entrance.

Qiao Qingqing was too tolerant in her previous life, which led to her own miserable death.

She didn't intend to endure it at all in this life.

Revenge never takes overnight.

Today Feng Guiying slapped her in the face, and she couldn't sleep unless she slapped back.

Qiao Qingqing came to the backyard of Zhou Hongjun's house with familiarity.

She didn't cause any barking of dogs in the village along the way, after all, she was too familiar with this place.

Besides, there weren't many people raising dogs in the village. After all, people were starving these days, so how could they have enough food to raise dogs?

Zhou Hongjun's family doesn't feed the dog either.

After Qiao Qingqing entered the space and disguised herself, she skillfully climbed into the yard.

The earthen wall of Zhou Hongjun's house was not high, and she could easily climb over it with her height.

After entering the yard, Qiao Qingqing quietly went to the toilet and waited.

Feng Guiying had a health problem and had to get up in the middle of the night every day. Because of this habit in her previous life, Qiao Qingqing was followed by Feng Guiying when she went out in the dark to catch seafood.

Fortunately, she was more alert and discovered it in time and hid in the space.

That night Feng Guiying believed that she had gone to have a tryst with a man. When she returned home, the mother and son beat and scolded her, and kept asking her where the man was.

She clearly brought back half a bucket of razor clams and mussels, and kept emphasizing that she was going to the beach, but Feng Guiying insisted that she didn't see her taking anything, and suspected that she knew her affair had been exposed and was taking the food from the wild man.

Later, the Zhou family never found any evidence, nor did they catch the so-called wild man. When they saw that she really made money by going to the sea to sell seafood on the black market, they gradually stopped mentioning the matter.

But Qiao Qingqing knew that every night when she got up, Feng Guiying would come to see if she was okay...

“Crack.”

Just as Qiao Qingqing was immersed in her memories, the door opened.

Seeing Feng Guiying coming out with sleepy eyes, Qiao Qingqing narrowed her eyes, and a sack with black cloth sewn on the outside appeared in her hand out of thin air.

The moment Feng Guiying approached, Qiao Qingqing suddenly jumped out and put the sack directly on Feng Guiying's head.

The next moment, the two figures disappeared together.