Farm the Prolific Chapter 6

Lyra Du and Nora left, and Du Quezi was still immersed in the joy of being praised. He raised the corners of his mouth and said to himself: "Lyra Du is different now that she has died once. It is true that she will be blessed in the future after surviving a great disaster!"

Lyra Du, who was walking home with her mother, of course did not hear Du Quezi's comments about her. However, on the way back, the mother and mother met a person.

The man was wearing a pink cotton jacket and black cotton trousers. His long black hair was braided into two long braids that hung in front of his chest. He also had a bright red ribbon on top.

She has a slim figure, delicate features, a fair face, and is about 1.62 meters tall. She looks pretty and very beautiful.

"Auntie, Huaer." The person took the initiative to step forward and greeted the two of them.

"Hua Yu, is that you? Where are you going?" Nora also greeted the visitor with a smile.

"Aunt, I'm going to your house. I heard from my mother that Huaer has woken up, and I want to go see her."

Lyra Du quickly found the memory of the girl in front of him. She was the daughter of Du Lizheng, thirteen-year-old Hazel Du, two months older than the original owner. She was also the best friend and only good friend of the original owner.

While the girl was talking to Nora, Lyra Du looked at the girl in front of her. For some reason, although she knew in her heart that the person in front of her was a good friend of the original owner, she... couldn't get close to her.

"Hua'er, when I heard about you yesterday... I was so sad. Later, when I found out you were alive again, I was really happy for you and for myself. Otherwise, I would have lost my best friend and I would never be happy in my life." The girl reached out and took Lyra Du's hand, tears in her eyes.

The sincerity on her face moved Nora, who was watching from the side, to tears. Lyra Du didn't like others to get close to her, and it was hard to pull back her hand, so she had to endure it and smiled: "Hua Yu, don't be sad, I... I didn't die, I'm alive and well. You, do you want to come to my house?"

"Yes, yes, it's good to be alive, it's good to be alive, look at me." Hazel Du immediately withdrew her hand, wiped the tears from her face, and forced a smile, "Hua'er, I'm glad to see that you are fine, I won't go to your house. You have just recovered, you should go back and have a good rest, I won't disturb you, besides, I have to go back to embroider, if my mother knows that I am running around, she will definitely scold me!"

The smile on Lyra Du's face faded. The original owner's food and clothing, as well as her needlework, were all gone. The girl in front of her even deliberately mentioned embroidery in front of her. After a while, she said that her mother would scold her and control her too strictly. She was just showing off her sense of superiority in front of her. It seemed that her intuition was still accurate. She could only laugh in her heart when she heard that this person was the original owner's only friend.

"Okay, Hazel Du, you go home and get busy. My mother and I have been out for too long, so we have to go back." Lyra Du smiled faintly, took Nora's hand, turned around and left.

Hazel Du was stunned for a moment as she watched the fat figure walking away. If she had said that in the past, wouldn't she have pulled her hand with envy, dragged her home, served her delicious food and drinks, and asked her to chat with her? !

What happened today?!

Lyra Du doesn't care what the people behind her think. If she treats her sincerely, they will continue to be good friends. If the affection is all false, and she wants to use the black, fat and stupid body of the original owner to highlight her kindness, her beauty and her excellence, then I'm sorry, the calculation is too loud and she really won't cooperate!

The village was covered with snow. Looking at the birds jumping around in search of food on the white snow, the less than two kilograms of pork that Owen Du was holding in his hand flashed in my mind...

"Mom, will we have roast meat for lunch?"

"Well, I'll make you a special meat soup to nourish your body." Mrs. Nora thought her little girl was greedy again and nodded in confirmation.

"Mom... I see that Dad didn't cut much meat. There are so many of us at home, and I'm afraid everyone will only get a piece or two. If he made soup just for me, then you won't get any."

"Mom, you don't need to eat it. Your dad just needs to give him two pieces. Mom and dad are in good health. They don't need to eat those. You can eat them all." Nora waved her hand and said.

Lyra Du: ...

That's not what she meant.

She doesn't like eating alone. If she eats meat, others can't even have soup. She can't swallow it!

The mother and daughter walked into the yard. Nora went to the kitchen to put something away. Lyra Du had nothing to do, so he stood there looking at his own house. The entire house was about two or three hundred square meters, not too big, but not small either. It was considered large in the countryside.

There was a well in the yard, and a jujube tree was planted near the wall, which was already quite old. In the corner of the wall, there was a chicken coop, in which three old hens were squatting huddled together, trying to keep warm.

A small piece of land was cleared along the wall. It is winter now and it is empty. In spring, you can plant some onions and garlic, or a few flowers, which would be nice.

The Du family's house has walls made of earthen bricks and a roof covered with black tiles. It has five upper rooms, six side rooms, a woodshed, a toilet and a pigpen built on the open space outside the back door, a few steps away from the main house. Although such a specification is not the only one in the village, it is definitely eye-catching.

There are five upper rooms, one of which is occupied by an old couple. The other four rooms are occupied by the main room, the second room and the third room. The fourth room is a wing room occupied by Miles Du who has not yet married and lives alone.

There are three rooms on each side, a total of six rooms. One is used as a kitchen, one is for sundries, and the other four are occupied by Miles Du, the two sons of the eldest room occupy one, Aria Du from the eldest room occupies one, Zane Du and Mila Du from the second room occupy one, and the two children of the third room are still young. In addition, Leo Du is away from home all year round, so the two children still sleep in the same room with their mother.

For now, this old house is just enough for one family to live in. In two years, when the grandchildren grow up, the old house will be crowded.

Lyra Du stood there quietly looking at her without saying a word. The children in the third room did not go out to play because of the snow. They stood under the windows in the room and silently looked at their aunt. In their little hearts, they were afraid of her and did not dare to approach her.

"Mom, how long will it take to make lunch?" Lyra Du shouted.

"It will take a while." Nora poked her head out of the kitchen. "What's wrong? Are you hungry?"

"No, it's only been half an hour since I finished eating, how can I be hungry?" Lyra Du waved his hands repeatedly, "Mom, do you have a bamboo basket at home?"

"What do you want the bamboo basket for?"

"On the way back just now, I saw sparrows looking for food on the snow, and I wanted to catch them."

Mrs. Nora always agreed to her daughter's request unconditionally. She didn't even ask Lyra Du what she wanted to do with the sparrows. She thought she was just playing around and wanted to catch sparrows, so she said, "Go find your fourth brother and ask him to take you to catch them. It's cold on the snow, so be careful."

"Okay." Thinking that he would have to spend some time talking, Lyra Du happily ran to the room where Miles Du was staying, and knocked on the door, "Fourth brother, fourth brother..."

"Little sister, what are you doing?" Miles Du opened the door with his hands rubbing and feet stamping due to the cold. He poked his head out from the crack of the door and saw that it was Lyra Du, so he asked her.

"Fourth brother, come out and help me prepare things. I'm going to catch sparrows."