Fast-traveling female supporting role counterattacks in a different way

Chapter 185 Kite with a Broken String
"It, it's so pitiful, let's not kill it." The young naughty child couldn't help but stammered when he witnessed such a cruel scene for the first time. He looked at Rosie weakly and pointed. said the old hen, trembling in pain.

"Well, listen to you." Rosie lowered her eyes and glanced at Shangguan Shengrui, and added lightly, "If you hadn't cried for meat, it would not have suffered such a disaster."

So, don't look at me with a scared look.

Not to mention accusations.

It's not fair to let her be the villain alone!

Why are you crying to eat meat, and crying to instigate others to kill small poultry, but now you look innocent.

After the innocence is over, he jumped out to be a good person again.

"Then do you eat the chicken leg that fell? After all, you are so kind, you won't eat it, right?" Rosie pointed to the blood-stained "chicken paw" that fell on the ground and asked.

"No, no, I don't want to eat, it's too scary." Shangguan Shengrui shook his head, stepped back a few steps, with a look of disgust on his face.

"Okay, if you don't eat it, I'll eat it." Rosie walked over to pick up the chicken feet, and went back to the kitchen.

"Give some medicinal powder to its legs, it's too pitiful." Shangguan Shengrui chased into the kitchen, his round eyes blinking, suggested.

"Can you catch it? You can't, because the more you chase it, the more frightened it is, and the harder it jumps, so it will only bleed more. Never mind, maybe it can survive, and it will be in the chicken food later. Here, I'll mix some hemostatic powder."

"Oh, then do as you said." Frowning, Rosie glanced at the things in her hand, and ran away quickly after speaking.

"Heh!" Rosie sneered, threw the things in her hand into the basin and washed them up.

……

During dinner, Rosie picked up the chopsticks, glanced left and right, and slowly picked up the chicken feet from the potato stewed vermicelli.

"The chicken feet don't look too small, so don't do such stupid things in the future." The original owner's father glanced at the chicken feet, then at Rosie, and said with a frown.

"A few knives." Rosie took a bite and promised vaguely.

The taste of the chicken feet is not bad, of course, even if the taste is good, she will never do such a rash thing again.

"I'll take a sip!" An immature child's voice sounded, the voice was full of longing.

"Didn't you say you won't eat this afternoon?" Rosie took the time to glare at Shangguan Shengrui.

"I want to eat it now!" The bear boy looked at Rosie stubbornly, with his mouth puckered up like he was about to cry.

Rosie: →_→

What a "little man" who goes back and forth.

"You just give it to him! A chicken paw is just a little bit of meat, so what's the point of arguing!" The original owner's father looked at Rosie with a face full of reproach, and his words were only biased.

"Here, give it! It's really annoying. You don't eat for a while and you want to eat again. Who cares about your bad habits!" Rosie was very irritable. She immediately threw the chicken feet that she had only eaten into the naughty child. in the bowl.

Seeing the other party pick up the chicken feet and eat with a smile on his face, I feel even more contemptuous.

He is almost ten years old, and he still likes to make trouble for no reason.

"After dinner, I want to knead and leaven the dough. You go and put more firewood in the kitchen, get up early tomorrow morning, light the fire, and I'll steam the steamed buns you brought to school."

"Oh, good." Rosie said helplessly.

Early the next morning, Rosie opened her eyes when she heard the original owner's father coughing.

Get up quickly, fold the quilt, and walk towards the kitchen.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he found the original owner's father was kneading dough on the chopping board.

Seeing Rosie, she calmly ordered: "Light the fire, pour water into the pot, stay by the side from time to time to add some firewood, and pay attention to the heat."

Rosie picked up the lighter and started to light a fire.

1 minute passed and the fire died.

2 minutes passed and the fire was still out.

10 minutes passed and the fire was still not lit.

I remember that there was a thin layer of sweat on Rosie's forehead, and she felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable like ants crawling all over her body.

She secretly looked back at the original owner's father, expecting that the other party was still kneading the dough with his head down, and didn't notice the situation on her side.

"Fire! What are you looking at me for?" As soon as he turned his head, he was startled by the stunned eyes of the original owner's father.

Just as he was about to turn around quickly, the other party yelled away.

"I can't make a fire! I usually use hay and the like for cooking, which is easy to light..." Rosie was about to explain.

"Get out of the way, I'll come!" A gust of cold air approached Rosie.

Rosie stepped aside quickly and stood aside watching her.

"...It's on fire, watch the fire, don't suffocate the fire." The other party explained, and continued kneading the dough without washing his hands.

"You don't wash your hands?" Rosie was surprised.

"Wash for what? You'll be fine if you don't clean it! Look at the fire, don't talk about those useless things!" The middle-aged uncle waved a pair of dirty hands covered in flour, with a very indifferent attitude.

"Uh……"

No one else has this IQ!
Ten minutes later, Rosie scratched the back of her head in embarrassment and fear, and said weakly, "Dad, the fire is out..."

"Use a book to fan, can you not die if there is no ventilation? What's the matter, just add firewood to the fire, and suffocate the fire! Tell me, what can you do?"

"Oh, I'm looking for a book."

Two minutes later, Rosie looked back at the big man depressedly, and said weakly, "There's only black smoke coming out, but the fire doesn't catch on. The cough is so choking."

"roll!"

As soon as the other party's words came out, Rosie was like a flash of lightning and ran out of the yard, bending down and taking a deep breath of fresh air.

"Look at what you can do? On the day you die of old age, can you learn how to make a fire! I really don't know how you usually make a fire to cook. I just said that your noisy dishes taste so old and weird when chewing. I'm not familiar with Ganqing!" The big man's dissatisfaction came from the kitchen.

"Okay, come in and watch the ignition!"

When Rosie entered the kitchen, black smoke billowed, and the original owner's father's face could hardly be seen clearly.

"The heart of the fire must be empty, otherwise the fire will not flourish."

"What? Fireheart?" Rosie didn't understand what she meant, she looked at the original owner's father in a daze, as if begging for an explanation.

"If you don't understand this, why study? It's a waste of money and time."

"I understand, I understand!" When Rosie heard this, she quickly pretended to understand, "Isn't it Fire Heart? I understand that."

"If you understand, don't put out the fire!"

So, in less than 5 minutes, the fire was gradually extinguished, and black smoke rose indiscriminately.

This time, without waiting for the original owner's father to speak, she consciously and swiftly left the yard and made way for her.

"You killed the fire again?! You were so stupid, you were reincarnated. You are so stupid, I can't figure out what hope is there for you to live? If I were you, I would smash my head against the wall, lest Disgusting!" The other party started the mode of cursing and sarcasm again.

"I'm stupid, I didn't inherit your genes!" Alas!It must be the remaining memory of the original owner that has affected him.

"What did you say? Say it again!"

Rosie was dumbfounded.

Because not far away, the original owner's father was holding a fire stick in his hand, staring at her with wide eyes.

(End of this chapter)