A Cannon Fodder Female Partner To Raise a Cub In The Era Novel

Chapter 471 Feather duster service

Except for Jiang Xiaoxin, everyone in the family is extremely calm.

Originally, Li Jing told them last night that the brigade would notify them to harvest wheat. It can be said that it was expected. What is there to be surprised about?

But Jiang Xiaoxin was so excited, with unspeakable admiration in his excitement, "Dad did this. Daddy is so awesome. He can actually make the team harvest wheat in advance! Mom, do you think Daddy can do this?" cadre?"

Li Jing was very tolerant to Zaizai at home and would not hide anything she could tell them. She patiently explained to Jiang Xiaoxin, "Your father's friend is in charge of this. He is not a cadre himself! But your father can do it." It’s awesome to let people take risks like this!”

 “Yes, Dad is really awesome!”

The stars in Jiang Xiaoxin’s eyes became brighter. “In the future, I will be a cadre, and I will be in charge of a group of people. When the time comes, they will do whatever I ask the people below to do!”

Jiang Xiaowen said silently: "You are not a cadre, you are a gangster!"

Jiang Xiaoxin immediately puffed up his cheeks and said, "Brother, don't talk nonsense, otherwise even if you are my brother, I will beat you up!"

Jiang Xiaowen couldn't help but curl his lips, "I'm afraid that you'll beat people just because you're a cadre!"

Jiang Xiao couldn't help but snorted again, "You are beating around the bush and saying that I use my power to bully others. Huh, I don't know how. If I become a cadre, I will definitely be the best cadre in history."

After finishing speaking, he asked Li Jing excitedly: "Mom, are you right?"

 Li Jing felt in her heart that Er Zaizai's impulsive personality was not suitable for being a cadre, but she still did not dampen the little boy's enthusiasm and said against her will: "Yes!"

Li Jing’s feather duster is ready at this time.

It is an adhesive made of batter. The roots of the chicken feathers are dipped in the batter prepared earlier, and then attached to a smooth piece of wood as thick as a finger, tightly wrapped with twine, and tied down layer by layer.

In this way, a beautiful feather duster is ready.

As soon as she finished it, Jiang Xiaoxin picked it up enthusiastically and pointed at Jiang Xiaoya in the kitchen and then at Jiang Xiaowen who was working.

"Listen up, sister and brother, you must be obedient from now on, otherwise, the feather duster will take care of you!" Li Jing stood up, patted the proud Erzaizai, and said coolly: "I think the one who used the feather duster first , it’s you who is right.”

Jiang Xiao, the newbie, visibly trembled, then grinned and gave Li Jing a flattering smile.

“I am the most obedient, how could my mother be willing to hit me? Please don’t scare me in the future, I am even scared of the feather duster!”

Mrs. Jiang often beat him with a feather duster. This thing is very painful when hitting people. Now when it comes to beating him, he is still afraid.

Li Jing ruffled Er Zaizai's hair casually, "Put away the feather duster and get ready to eat. After eating, pack up and get ready to harvest the wheat!"

 Jiang Xiaoxin blinked, "Okay!"

He needs to tighten this thing more tightly, otherwise it might really hit him.

Jiang Xiaoxin is still somewhat self-aware. He knows that in this family he is the most out-of-touch and the most likely to be beaten.

Mom, he's not worried about beating him. He's just worried that his father will come back and beat him with this thing.

 Hide it, definitely hide it.

　　It was early in the morning, but Li Xiaopang didn't come, so they ate as usual.

Even though we had dinner, Li Xiaopang still didn’t come.

Li Xiaopang had already gone out, but his mother called him back again when the loudspeaker shouted to harvest wheat.

 When the wheat is harvested, the wheat is harvested. Isn’t it just harvesting the wheat in advance? Is there anything to be surprised about?

Li Xiaopang heard his father and mother talking back and forth, and couldn't help but say: "Stop guessing, because it's going to rain soon, so the brigade has to rush to collect it!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like poking a hornet's nest. My father and mother insisted on pulling him in to ask him what was going on. Wouldn't this back and forth delay him?

 (End of this chapter)