"Sister-in-law, don't worry. Things are different now than before. Paying a thief's life with his life? That's impossible. He'd be dead anyway, since he wanted to steal things."
This was wrong in its very purpose, so it has nothing to do with us. Don't you see that nobody cares about murder these days? I guess unless it happens inside the base, the military won't bother with such trivial matters.
“What you said seems to make sense. I heard from your brother that now, because more and more people are coming, there aren’t enough adobe bricks in the base to build houses, so they’re planning to move some of the people to the town.”
The specific people going haven't been arranged yet. Luckily we arrived early and secured this villa; otherwise, if we came now, we probably wouldn't even have a place to stay.
Li Mengyao had discussed this matter privately with her aunt and the others many times. She thought her sister-in-law was very insightful, and that listening to her in everything from now on would be the right thing to do.
The two were talking animatedly when Tie Dan suddenly burst into tears.
"He's probably hungry; I didn't feed him earlier," Li Mengyao said, picking up her crying second child.
"Then I'll go out first, sister-in-law. Just call me on the walkie-talkie if you need anything." Jian Ning didn't want to stay in the house watching Li Mengyao breastfeed the baby.
Stand up and walk out quickly.
"Okay, go back and rest for a while. You must be exhausted from all this time." Li Mengyao watched Jian Ning leave the house and close the door before lifting her clothes to feed the child.
As soon as Jian Ning stepped out, Huang Fugui jumped into her arms and pawed at her arm.
"Didn't we have chicken legs this morning? Why do you want more?" Jian Ning understood Huang Fugui's meaning without him having to say anything.
“The tyrant is hungry. It’s probably eaten by now. It hasn’t had a full meal in months. Can’t you give it some more food? Give it a roast chicken, or a roast duck. I’ll just eat the thigh.” Huang Fugui looked around to make sure no one was watching, then lowered his voice and said.
"Alright, you wait and see. You're doing a pretty good job as the older brother, knowing to help your younger brother get some treats."
Jian Ning knew that Ba Wang had been working hard during this time. It was so cold outside, but it insisted on staying in the yard. It was indeed a good dog, and she hadn't made a mistake in rescuing it.
First, put Huang Fugui down, then took out two roast ducks from the space to give Ba Wang a change of pace.
When I went into the yard, I saw that its doghouse had a woolen mat inside.
Although it was built with bricks, it was still quite cold at minus forty degrees Celsius. It's a good thing that the Overlord can also cultivate; if it were an ordinary dog, it would be freezing.
First, I called it out to eat roast duck, then I stuffed a thick quilt into the doghouse. After thinking for a moment, I took out a small blanket and nailed it to the door of the doghouse, so that it could at least keep out the wind.
Ba Wang watched Jian Ning busy herself, even forgetting to eat the roast duck. She stared intently at her own nest, and slowly her eyes welled up with tears. One by one, tears streamed down her face and fell to the ground.
"Overlord, what's wrong with you?"
Jian Ning turned around and was startled by its appearance. She quickly put down the blanket on the door and came over. It was a bit long, and she had been thinking of cutting off a piece, but she didn't care anymore at the moment.
“Master, the Overlord is happy; this is called crying tears of joy!” Huang Fugui, who was gnawing on a duck leg, translated for him.
"Don't cry. I know you've had a tough time these past few days. Take good care of the house from now on, and you won't lack anything."
Jian Ning then understood what was wrong with Ba Wang. She walked over and gently stroked its big head.
Although it's a dog, it still has feelings and knows who truly cares for it.
The tyrant whimpered and rubbed its big head against Jian Ning's hand. Then it darted back into its den, barking happily.
"It said it was so warm, soft, and comfortable, thank you, master." Huang Fugui then changed to another duck leg and continued translating.
"What's that barking dog? Is someone coming?" Uncle Li heard the dog barking outside and quickly put on his cotton-padded coat and came out of the house.
"It's okay, Uncle Li, it's just playing with me. I tidied up the doghouse for Bawang, and it likes it very much."
As soon as Jian Ning finished speaking, Ba Wang ran out of its nest and excitedly ran around the yard, even knowing to avoid the greenhouse and not touch anything.
"Oh, the Overlord is certainly living comfortably this time. I know it's cold outside,"
But we didn't have any extra bedding, so we just used a mattress pad for it. Xiaoning, you're such a thoughtful girl; no wonder it's so happy."
Uncle Li walked over and lifted the curtain of the doghouse to peek inside. The quilt must weigh at least eight or nine pounds. This kid is such a spendthrift! Giving such a nice quilt to a dog as a kennel. Although he felt a little sorry for the dog, he didn't say anything.
He didn't own the dog, so he had no say in the matter. Having lived to his age, he knew perfectly well what he should and shouldn't say.
To put it bluntly, he and his wife are now essentially living with their daughter, doing more chores and talking less to avoid conflicts.
Jian Ning had no idea what Uncle Li was thinking. Watching the tyrant running wild outside,
He picked up the roast duck from the ground and started gnawing on it. Yes, he just gnawed on it. In that short time, the roast duck was almost frozen solid. You can imagine how cold it must have been outside.
Jian Ning didn't stay in the yard for long; she went with Uncle Li to see the greenhouse he had built. A stove was burning inside, and the vegetables were growing quite well.
Because it was too cold outside, after thinking about it for a while, Jian Ning went back to her room and took out more than ten slaughtered chickens, five or six geese, and two large pork knuckles.
The pork hocks were all cut into suitable small pieces, then thrown into the large vat outside and covered with snow. They will freeze in no time, and this will be enough to eat for a while, so we won't have to wait for her to take out meat every day.
Jane had no intention of taking any of the live livestock.
It's too cold outside. It's not worth building a separate greenhouse for them, and we'd have to burn firewood. You know, wood and coal aren't so easy to come by these days.
We could go up the mountain to cut wood, but it's freezing cold, who wants to go out? It's so much more comfortable and warm at home. There's no need to risk going out and suffering.
He carried a large goose back into the house.
"Aunt Wang, shall we stew goose and make flatbread for lunch?"
"Sure, this is my specialty. Stewed goose in an iron pot is so delicious." Aunt Wang chuckled as she stood up from the sofa, took the goose, and carried it to the kitchen.
"Big sister, I'll chop this up. You just need to take care of putting it in the pot later."
Aunt Li quickly followed her in. With these two in the house, no one else had a chance to help in the kitchen; they took care of everything.
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