After getting a meat bun from Qin Xiaoxiao, he thought he could continue to live a good life of catching and eating rats as before.

So when Qin Xiaoxiao went back to the study to study, he couldn't wait to get into the kitchen of Xu's house, intending to catch the fat mouse hiding in the dark corner and eat it.

When Qin Xiaoxiao left the Xu Mansion to go home for dinner at noon, Lapi was walking around with a belly that wanted to be mopped on the floor. He looked completely different from the weak look before.

Qin Xiaoxiao didn't know what caused Lapi's change. He only felt like this when he ate delicious food from elsewhere and his mood improved.

She didn't know that Shapi could catch several mice every day, but not all the mice would enter its belly.

In line with the idea of ​​not wasting money and getting rid of cats, the shameless man always sent inedible mice to the small courtyard to please Qin Xiaoxiao. The first thing Miao Miao did when she got up was to dig a hole and get the fire tongs.

Bury the dead rat deeply in the pit.

One morning, Dabao really didn't want to eat the vegetable moss that Mrs. Miao put into the bowl, so he deliberately picked up the fattest one and asked Qin Xiaoxiao: "Sister, do you know why this vegetable moss is so fat?"

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Qin Xiaoxiao thought her cousin was testing her, so she immediately gave up on her hard work and said seriously: "It's the soil in the vegetable garden that makes the vegetable moss grow fat!"

Dabao squinted his eyes and smiled maliciously: "Then do you know why the soil in the vegetable garden is not fertile?"

Qin Xiaoxiao said loudly: "Of course I know, my mother poured a lot of fertilizer (human and animal excrement) into the vegetable garden to make the soil so fertile."

Dabao shook his head and said seriously: "You are only half right."

Qin Xiaoxiao thought there was a way to enrich the land that she didn't know about, and asked curiously: "Brother, what is the other half?"

Dabao raised his fingers at Qin Xiaoxiao, gesturing for her to come over and listen.

Seeing his mysterious look, Qin Xiaoxiao became more and more curious and hurriedly put his little head towards him.

Mrs. Miao on the side thought that her eldest grandson was teasing her little granddaughter, so she looked at the brother and sister with a smile, not forgetting to add two chopsticks and vegetable moss to their bowls.

Unexpectedly, the more Qin Xiaoxiao listened, the stranger her face became. Finally, she pushed her rice bowl aside with a retching sound, and shouted: "Don't eat, don't eat the vegetable moss, they are dead mice!"

Mrs. Miao was startled and hurriedly hugged her granddaughter: "What are you talking about? Vegetable moss grows in the ground and has nothing to do with dead mice. How could it be transformed from a dead mouse?"

Knowing that it was her eldest grandson who was causing trouble, she looked at him angrily and continued to comfort her frightened little granddaughter.

Dabao covered his mouth in a silly mood, not knowing how much of a psychological shadow his whispers had on his little cousin.

"No, the vegetable moss turned into a mouse! Grandma buried the mouse in the vegetable field and turned it into a stinky one. The vegetable moss 'ate' it and then it became stinky and fat!" Qin Xiaoxiao stared at the remaining half of the moss closely.

While dishing the moss, the image of the moss roots piercing deeply into the body of the dead mouse and "eating" the flesh and blood of the dead mouse emerged unconsciously in my little mind.

As long as she thought about how the vegetable moss she ate grew up in her stomach, she felt that what she was eating these days was not vegetable moss, but rotten, smelly rats.

The stench of rotting dead mice is so stinky that it is difficult for normal people to tolerate the stench.

"Grandma, let's not eat the vegetable moss, okay?" Qin Xiaoxiao resisted the nausea that surged into her throat and begged Mrs. Miao pitifully.

Mrs. Miao couldn't stand her granddaughter's behavior, so she agreed without hesitation: "If you don't want to eat, we won't eat. Later, grandma will shovel off the vegetable moss and plant your favorite beans."

Qin Xiaoxiao felt relieved and begged: "Don't plant the seeds in the soil where the dead mice were buried."

Mrs. Miao responded to every request: "If you don't sow, don't sow!"

Qin Xiao smiled through tears and finally felt relieved. He picked out the vegetable moss in the bowl and ate it silently.
Chapter completed!