Transmigrating into a post-apocalyptic world with mutated creatures, Zhao Xiaoxiu thought she was already unlucky enough.
She never expected that after waking up, her unreliable father would ...
Youyou excitedly followed, his mouth full of honey, "Zhao Xiaoxiu, you're so nice." He even took him to see the cowshed.
"He's definitely someone who's used to a good life living with his boss's mother. He can even yell about a pile of chicken droppings in the cowshed," Zhao Xiaoxiu thought to herself.
A tiny person, accompanied by another tiny person slightly older than her, explored the entire cowshed, inside and out.
After looking inside, we led him to the back of the cowshed to see the external environment.
The vast farmland caught Youyou's attention, and she started asking a million questions.
"Zhao Xiaoxiu, what are they doing?"
"Farming".
What is farming?
"Farming is just farming."
"Oh...this is such a large area, how long will it take to plant all of it?"
"With machinery, it will be quick, in a few days."
"Machinery? Is it an excavator?"
"No, agricultural machinery is for sowing seeds."
Youyou looked at her with shining eyes: "Zhao Xiaoxiu, you know so much!"
"Hmm, I can also tell ghost stories, do you want to hear them?" Zhao Xiaoxiu picked up the storybook that her father had placed on the wooden stake. It was titled "A Collection of Folk Horror Stories".
Youyou was surprised again, "You recognize all these characters?"
Zhao Xiaoxiu said in a serious tone, "I don't know it. I just learned the characters for '戊戌' (Wuxu).
The key point to reiterate: "My father taught me."
The two guards beside him exchanged a helpless smile.
The little girl's serious demeanor almost made them think she was a genius girl who could read horror stories by heart at the age of three.
Two children were sitting in a row in front of a wooden stake when a flock of chickens suddenly flew over. One of them, which was very aggressive, looked like it was about to peck at Youyou's head.
The change came suddenly; by the time the two guards noticed, the flying chicken had already spread its wings and pounced in front of Youyou.
The two men immediately drew their guns, about to fire.
With a "snap!", a small hand reached out first.
Zhao Xiaoxiu rushed to Youyou like lightning, grabbed Feiji by the throat with both hands, slammed him to the ground, and stomped on him!
The pheasant let out a scream, which startled the other pheasants, who immediately scattered in terror.
Two guards: "!!!"
With starry eyes, Youyou exclaimed, "Zhao Xiaoxiu, you're amazing!"