Chapter 16 Limited-Time Mission 3/3

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The crops had just been irrigated with water, and the ditch was still wet. She Yaozu plunged in headfirst, half of his body lodged in the mud.

"Ouch, that hurts so much!" Realizing what was happening, he straightened up, and a series of excruciating pains shot through his lower back. She Yaozu froze, afraid to move his back. His face was sticky and his vision was blurry. He wiped his face and finally saw the culprit.

"You brat, are you trying to get yourself killed?!"

"You dare kick me? You just wait! I'll get up and teach you a lesson right now!" Upon seeing that it was She Ning, his previously somewhat guilty attitude instantly turned arrogant. He glared fiercely at She Ning, braced himself against the bottom of the ditch, and was about to stand up and teach the man a lesson. However, as soon as he popped his head out, "smack!" She Ning threw him back into the ditch with mud.

The pain in his injured waist and back intensified, and She Yaozu dared not cause any more trouble, so he obediently stayed in the ditch.

"What are you doing in my field!" She Ning stared at him and asked expressionlessly.

"No, I didn't do anything. I just came out for a stroll after dinner and happened to pass by, so I stopped by to take a look." She Yaozu's eyes flickered as he stammered.

She Ning didn't believe his nonsense. The two families lived at opposite ends of the village and rarely saw each other, even once a year. Villagers would usually go for a stroll in the village square. Why would he come to such a remote spot? Besides, the two families had such a bad relationship. Why would he come to her vegetable garden?

"Do I look like an idiot?" She hadn't learned her lesson from hitting him on the head last time. She narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze becoming increasingly cold as she picked up a clod of dirt from the ridge, a clod twice the size of her hand.

Completely immobilized, She Yaozu: "!!!"

She really will smash things!!!

Remembering that he had been hit on the head by a kettle earlier, and that the bruise had only healed a few days ago, and that the spot where he was hit still ached slightly, She Yaozu quickly raised his hands in surrender, afraid that if he was too late, the hardened, dehydrated clod of earth would hit him in the face: "I just wanted to eat your melons, so I came over and picked one to eat."

She Ning didn't speak, stared at him for more than ten seconds, then raised her hand and slammed the clod of earth down hard.

"Ahhh, I won't do it again!!!" A clod of dirt bigger than the palm of his hand flew over, and She Yaozu was so scared that his legs went weak. He closed his eyes, covered his face, and begged for mercy.

He's tall and strong, but spends his days stealing chickens and dogs, never doing anything productive. He turns into a spineless crab when you scare him.

She Ning scoffed, ignored him, and carried her bamboo basket to the vegetable garden on the other side.

She Yaozu waited for a while, but the pain didn't come. He secretly opened his eyes and saw that She Ning was no longer on the ridge. The clod of earth that he thought was going to hit him was mostly embedded in the ground less than five centimeters away from him. He looked down for a while and breathed a sigh of relief. He was secretly glad that the clod of earth hadn't hit him, otherwise he would have been dead.

After calming down, She Yaozu was both angry and embarrassed.

She Ning lacks martial ethics and launched a sneak attack from behind; otherwise, he wouldn't have injured his waist, and he wouldn't be being suppressed by this little girl!

Seeing She Ning picking vegetables in another plot of land, She Yaozu had an idea. He supported his back, rolled up his mud-soaked bell-bottoms, and crept over there in a sneaky manner.

Three meters away from She Ning, She Yaozu stopped to observe. She Ning continued picking vegetables, her back to him, her attitude serious and absorbed.

She didn't notice his movements—a perfect opportunity!

Overjoyed, She Yaozu forgot his back pain and rushed forward to grab She Ning's hair and hit her.

In order to strike with precision, he specifically chose to subdue the person first and then teach her a lesson.

"Idiot." We were just waiting for him to make this move, otherwise we'd have no legitimate reason to act.

Just a second before he lunged at her, She Ning turned around, grabbed his arm with her right hand, and yanked him away forcefully.

She Yaozu flew in the air for a while, then fell to the ground with a thud. The dried clods of earth lay beneath him, further aggravating his injuries to his waist and back. He cried out in pain.

She Ning casually picked up a rotten sweet potato and stuffed it into his mouth, then deliberately chose a spot where he couldn't see and began to hurt him severely.

"Waaah, this brat is so strong! She's really hitting me hard! It hurts so much!" With a sweet potato stuffed in his mouth, She Yaozu couldn't scream for help. His body was restrained and he couldn't break free. All he could do was cry out in pain.

Even the man who always took "not easily shedding tears" as his motto couldn't care less.

"A-Ning, what happened?" After clearing away the weeds, She Hongmei went to the river to open a hole to irrigate the cornfield. It was a bit far from the vegetable garden, with some trees in between. She vaguely heard some noises coming from the vegetable garden. Worried about her daughter, she put away her hoe and was about to come over.

She Ning didn't want She Hongmei to see this side of her, so she stood up, kicked She Yaozu aside, glanced at him, and warned, "Get lost. If you dare to mess with our family again, you'll see."

She Yaozu was terrified. He frantically propped himself up, ignoring the pain, and ran away as fast as he could.

She Ning watched him run onto the main road and quickly disappear from sight. On the other side, She Hongmei, carrying a hoe, walked past the trees and came into view.

"Mom, it's nothing. I was just startled when a big rat suddenly ran onto my leg," She Ning said.

She Hongmei had no suspicions. Seeing that She Ning was alright, she was relieved. "Go home first after you finish picking the vegetables. I still have some work to do. I'll go home after I finish it."

She Ning nodded.

The bamboo basket was filled with a neat layer of green vegetables, enough to eat. She squatted down in front of the basket, about to lift it up on her back, when her eyes were suddenly blinded by something.

There was a silver object that was somewhat reflective in the sunlight at the spot where She Yaozu had fallen for the second time.

She Ning stepped forward and picked it up, looking thoughtfully at the hemispherical metal part.

Back in the village, She Ning vaguely heard Lin Xiufang wailing and crying from She Yaozu's house. Then it suddenly quieted down. It seemed that She Yaozu hadn't implicated her, otherwise, given Lin Xiufang's personality, she would never have let her go.

The next day, She Ning was forced to stay at home by She Hongmei and was not allowed to go out to the stall with her. According to her, the monthly exam was starting the next day, and even though she knew all the content, she should at least review it to show respect for the exam.

She Ning couldn't argue with her, so she cooked breakfast early in the morning and helped She Hongmei load her things onto the tricycle. She Ning watched her leave.

Following my usual routine, I helped the old lady out for a few walks and tidied up the house. Before noon, the system notified me that the timed task was completed.

She Ning quickly put down what she was holding, went back to the east room, and closed the door.

As she closed the door, the system notification sounded.

"Complete the limited-time task of serving 500 servings of Fuding sliced ​​pork and receive two blind box openings as a reward! Blind box opening countdown: 3, 2, 1!"

The countdown ended, and She Ning pressed the "open" button. The familiar process began: the interface started to rotate and spray fireworks. A gift box appeared on the screen and opened with a "bang," revealing a green light inside.

Regular gift box

Get a bag of rice

This is the first time I've drawn a regular gift box. Is this finally something ordinary? She Ning was a little curious. She took out the item from the system and opened the bag. Inside the dusty burlap sack were long, thin grains of rice with a slight green tinge. They were crystal clear like jade and had a hazy fluorescence.

This seems a bit unusual.

Swipe down on the screen to see the comments.

--Ordinary rice from the cultivation world, with a good taste, good for the stomach and spleen, and can prolong life.

She Ning: It's because she has a narrow perspective.

She knew it; nothing in the system was ordinary!

She set aside a small amount of rice, wrapped it in paper, and put the rest back into the storage cabinet on the interface. She washed her hands and prepared to start the second draw.

"Bang," orange light.

Premium Gift Box

Obtain half a stick of incense.

Note: This was created by the Taoist priest Guagua from the cultivation world; it can induce pleasant dreams. (It is said)

Number of uses: 3

On the panel, half a brownish-yellow stick of incense lay quietly. Apart from being a bit thin and short, it looked no different from ordinary incense used for worshipping gods. She Ning carefully took it out, the small half stick, afraid that it would break if she used too much force.

The moment the incense sticks were taken out, a faint forest scent filled the air, fresh and elegant, soothing and refreshing. She Ning was still immersed in the relaxing atmosphere.

"Sister, I'm back!" Outside, She Ni pushed open the courtyard gate and happily skipped in.

She Ning put the incense sticks into the storage compartment in the interface. She opened the door and asked, "So early today?"

She usually doesn't get back until around midnight, but today, She Ning looked at the clock in the main room and it wasn't even eleven o'clock yet.

"The teachers are all going to town to attend open classes, so they dismissed us early." After putting her schoolbag away and washing her hands and face, She Ni came over to She Ning, hugged her arm, and said in a coquettish tone.

"Sister, I got a perfect score on this week's test! Can I have candied hawthorns as a reward for lunch?"

She Ning made it for her with cherry tomatoes last time, and she's been thinking about it ever since.

"Go pick the tomatoes and wash them, and I'll make it for you." She Ning was originally going to refuse, considering that her daughter was losing her baby teeth and needed to be careful about sweets, but when she met her daughter's big, blinking eyes, She Ning gave in and helplessly pinched the tip of her nose.

"Yay! I get four, Grandma, my sister, Mom, and Aunt Guan each get four, that's a total of 20!" She Ni jumped up and down happily. The next second, she glanced at She Ning, held up four fingers, and said in a low voice, "Can I eat this many?"

“Three.” She Ning pressed one of her fingers back down.

Making candied hawthorn is very simple. Put rock sugar and water in a pot in a 2:1 ratio, heat over high heat until the rock sugar is completely dissolved, then continue to cook over medium heat until the syrup gradually thickens and turns slightly yellow. Quickly roll the skewered tomatoes in the syrup, then place the syrup-coated tomato skewers on an oiled plate and let them cool and solidify completely.

She Ni sat down in front of the stove to start a fire and, following She Ning's instructions, skillfully adjusted the size of the fire. Soon, the candied hawthorns were ready.

She Ning handed her her skewer. She Ni smelled the sweet aroma and couldn't help but swallow, but still shook her head. "Sister, let's eat together when Mom comes back."

After saying that, she lowered her head and continued to start the fire.

She Ning touched her hair without saying anything, and continued to cook lunch, stir-frying green beans and reheating the leftover poached chicken from yesterday into ginger and scallion stir-fried chicken.

The porridge is still cooking in the pot.

A faint hint of green flashed across the snow-white rice porridge that was boiling over a large fire.