Chapter 4095 After Being Abducted and Trafficked, I Became a Village Tyrant (9)

Su Qiao glanced at the man on the ground disdainfully, took back the wooden stick, carried it on his shoulders, and walked out of the firewood room swaggeringly.

I originally thought of finding a more comfortable room after dawn, but now I can't sleep even if I want to, so I'll just move to a nest.

However, I ate a watermelon at night, and there was no oil or water in my stomach, which would make me groaning with hunger.

She turned her head to look around the yard, and finally her eyes stopped on the chicken coop in the corner.

Walking over, I knocked on the wooden door on the chicken pen with a stick, and there were still quite a few chickens inside.

Wang Guizhi was afraid of her idea of ​​​​playing chickens, and hurried forward: "Girl, let this chicken out, it is easy to lose at night, but you can't let it out."

Su Qiao kicked the chicken to block the door and gave her a look: "I'm hungry, hurry up and get me some food, I want to eat meat, eat meat, if there is no meat, I will cut the meat from your body and bake it. "

Wang Guihua originally thought that she would kill all the chickens and eat them if she said she would not give her meat to eat, but she didn't expect that she would say... to eat the meat from them.

Feeling the girl's cruelty again, Wang Guihua wanted to ask Cangtian, what kind of woman did Chen Ligen send to her family?

But at this time, she didn't dare to let it go, and quickly said: "There is meat, and there is ... bacon on the beam of the stove."

Su Qiao glared unceremoniously, like a bully: "Then why don't you do it for me? Are you looking for death?"

[Host, do you rest assured to let them do it? Wouldn't you be miserable if they had some kind of drug in their hands? 】

Su Qiao blinked, that's right.

The sharpened wood stretched out and touched the old woman's neck: "Where's the meat, where's the kitchen, take me with you, the old lady has to stare at you in person, so you don't have to think about it."

Wang Guizhi turned her head slightly and glanced at the man who was supporting her son. The man nodded slightly, and she hurriedly took Su Qiao to the kitchen.

It was dark in the kitchen, and it was only after Wang Guizhi lit the oil lamp hanging in the corner that there was light.

"What the hell is this place? How come there are no lights?"

Su Qiao was speechless.

Are these people still living in ancient times?

In this 21st century where even robots have been developed, oil lamps are still used for lighting.

Wang Guihua fetched water to boil hot water, and replied, "There are lights, and the village chief uses a generator to generate electricity every night, but this kitchen is not used at night, so... so there are only oil lamps."

"This kind of ghost place, you don't want anything, I really don't know how you can live there."

Su Qiao stood beside the kitchen door with her back against the wall, paying attention to the kitchen and the outside.

When he saw that there were two knives on the table, a kitchen knife, and a boning knife that was slightly bent, he stepped forward and took the boning knife in his hand.

"Girl, this is unacceptable. If you are not careful, you will hurt yourself. This is only used when Dalong's father is helping the village to kill pigs. You..."

Su Qiao threw it, caught it easily, held a sword flower in the air, and said lightly, "Don't worry, I used this thing a lot before, so I won't cut myself."

Looking at Wang Guizhi, who was quietly looking at himself while cleaning up the bacon, Su Qiao rolled her eyes, and suddenly leaned forward and said mysteriously, "Do you know why I won't cut myself?"

"Because of me, I usually use it to pick other people's flesh."

Wang Guizhi was so frightened that he even dropped the matchstick in his hand, and he shivered, "You, you... Who the hell are you?"