Fast-traveling female supporting role counterattacks in a different way

Chapter 175 Kite with a Broken String
After Rosie got dressed, she opened the door and walked to the yard, only to find that the yard was full of herself, and she was bluffing just now, and had disappeared for a long time.

"Dad, hurry up and arrange work for me!" After the arrangement, I can go back to the house and go back to sleep.

"Dad, are you there?" Rosie's eyes flickered slightly, and she insisted on calling again.

I was afraid that I would be happy too early, just go back to the house and lie down, and the skin was still there in a certain week, and then I would come to kick the door again, and maybe he would throw a shoe at me because of his bad temper.

She felt that she should suppress the joy in her heart and shout a few more times to confirm that the other party had left the house.

Fortunately, Rosie yelled twice, but no one answered.

This made her so happy that she immediately turned back to her hut, climbed on the bed with her clothes closed, and fell asleep peacefully with her eyes closed.

The second before she fell asleep, she kept hinting to herself:
Go to sleep at ease, and you won't be afraid that he will suddenly kick your door and scare you in a short time.

Sleep until you wake up naturally, open your eyes, feel refreshed, everything is alive, everything is so beautiful.

After leaving the yard, looking at the big red rooster leisurely in the yard, I felt much more relaxed.

But she didn't dare to relax completely, and was even more grateful and afraid.

Fortunately, during the period when she was sleeping in the cage, the original owner's father did not go and returned, and launched a surprise attack, which startled him, the man in his dream.

I was afraid that if I really woke myself up, what was waiting for me would be more than just being frightened.

"Why didn't it crow this morning?" Finally, Rosie vented her fearful resentment to the big rooster who was lowering its head to plan for food. Hearing her sudden sound, the big rooster was so frightened that it raised its head and crowed once. He let go of his feet and ran away with a "thump, thump, thump".

It seems to say again: I think I'm an eyesore, I'll go away, and you will continue to be crazy by yourself!
After her mind completely calmed down, Rosie hurriedly started to do the housework that she did every day during this period of time:

Chopping wood, feeding the cows, looking around the kitchen.

Light the fire, feed the chickens, wash the vegetables and cook.

It's getting late, it's almost noon, the original owner's father will usually come back at this time, since the original owner's mother left to work, Rosie has basically figured out the original owner's father's living habits and schedule.

After figuring out all of this, Rosie realized that the number of times she was scolded has decreased recently, and the cases of being thrown by shoes are almost zero.

well!There is no way, to deal with a lunatic, you can either accompany him to be crazy, or follow him.

Otherwise, you will only become his punching bag.

Miserable, depressed and overwhelmed, and cringing, these are all possible states that you will exist in the future.

"Dad, are you back?" While cooking, Rosie heard familiar footsteps from far to near.

She quickly put down the firewood in her hand, wiped her hands on the apron, smiled, and greeted him.

"Well, what time did you get up this morning?" The other party's face softened for a moment, then he looked at Rosie seriously and asked with a straight face.

"You called me, and I got up. Then this, cows, chickens, pigs, I fed them all, and the meal will be ready soon." Rosie understood what the other party wanted to hear, and immediately understood what the other party wanted to hear. After finishing speaking, without waiting for the other party to say more, he turned around and continued to light the fire.

"Well, you still behaved like a human being today, and you will continue to do so in the future. Get up early, don't sleep in, and do more housework. It will be exercise, and it will do you no harm." Fang Yu said earnestly.

Rosie paused the hand holding the firewood, and then continued to add more firewood to the fire as if nothing had happened.

Then imitate his appearance, and said seriously: "Then you have nothing to do and do more housework, exercise and exercise, it will be good for you."

"I'm old, unlike you young people, you have to exercise hard to sharpen your will and not become impetuous."

"Look at you, you are so impetuous all day long, and you are not calm and calm at all when things happen. It is because of your weak will."

"Your cousin picks up a load of cow dung every day, sweating profusely from the cow pen to his field, what a lot of perseverance, he can insist on picking three or four times a day, tossing back and forth. You, can you do it? You have to learn from others!"

"He is a boy, but I am a girl." Rosie wanted to say: Don't you always think that girls are inferior to boys?At this time, if you keep taking the girl you don't like, how can you compare yourself with other boys?

Isn't this a boring preaching without words.

"What's wrong with the girl? It's because you are a girl that you should learn from others and see how capable the boy is, how much he appreciates his parents, and how much he will find himself a housework!" The father of the original owner frowned and looked at him. After watching Rosie for a while, she seemed to remember something, and continued to preach.

"Aren't I also doing housework?" Rosie looked at the original owner's father very puzzled, and couldn't help thinking: Does the other party think that she didn't work hard enough, or that she didn't do enough work?

"There's no place to set foot in the cattle pen, haven't you noticed?" The other party finally said something that caught Rosie in a daze.

It turns out that I want to carry a few loads of cow dung to the fields every day!

"I can't do it." Rosie said angrily, "It's not like you don't know that I'm a girl, and my strength is not as strong as their boys. Besides, a load of cow dung weighs a lot!"

This is no limit to enslaving yourself, right? !
Rosie compromised on everything she could do, and did it all by herself, but picking cow dung really made things difficult for her.

"Pick a small amount at a time, pick a small amount multiple times, pick a few times a day, and it will always be picked." The other party was not discouraged, did not give up, and was still trying to persuade Rosie.

"...", Rosie.

Whoa whoa whoa!This father is too much!The baby can't take it anymore, who will save me~

"If you don't want to pick dung from the cattle pen, then you can kill the two acres of alfalfa in our field. You choose by yourself, and I will choose the rest."

Rosie: "..."

She was really dumbfounded, why was there an extra option when she was still talking? !

This is because I was too slow to choose, and maybe these two tiring tasks will fall on me alone.

Rosie was in a hurry at the time, and she quickly said: "I will pick, I will pick cow dung!"

……

Another week has passed, and half of the summer vacation has passed.

During this week, the first thing Rosie got up every morning was to go to the cattle pen to pull the cattle out and tie them to the stakes.

Then, the cow mooed in dissatisfaction, and she resignedly picked up the pole, fished out the cage, and the shovel, and began to pick up cow dung and pour it into the ground.

After going back and forth three times in the morning, the sun was high and it was too hot to continue picking.

At this time, she puts down her burden, goes into the house to drink a glass of cold water, and starts feeding cows, chickens, pigs, laundry, cooking...

(End of this chapter)