"Captain, I really didn't expect such a clever little girl in such a small mountain village. The round-faced, big-eyed soldier, who looked to be only seventeen, grinned as he slapped the grass clippings on his clothes.

The little girl he said naturally meant Jiang Xiao.

The man known as the captain is about twenty-two or three, very tall, close to 1.9 meters by sight, with a near-perfect figure, straight as a pine, and just one glance can make people feel safe enough.

A pair of sword eyebrows were flying, black eyes were deep, looking at the backs of the three ancestors and grandchildren, and their thin lips were pursed.

For a moment, he withdrew his gaze and glanced at the creep.

"No matter how good Shui Ling is, it's just a child, and she can't be a daughter-in-law. ”

"Captain," Xiao Bing was startled, and quickly brushed it off, "I praised her for her watery spirit, but I didn't mean that!" Although he had already thought of marrying a daughter-in-law, the little girl named Jiang Xiao looked like she was only twelve or thirteen, he was not so beastly!

Pinching the little flowers of the motherland, is it still a person?

"Alright, let's go. ”

The captain took the lead towards a sheep intestine trail behind the mountain.

It's just that I passed by this small mountain village called Siyang Village and accidentally watched a pretty wonderful show.

Jiang Xiao and his grandparents went home, and the stomachs of the three of them were growling.

However, after solving the problem, the three grandparents were in a good mood.

"Xiaoxiao, you quickly sit down and rest, grandma cut some green onions for you to mix porridge to eat. Ge Liutao hurriedly went to the stove and busied.

She had already cooked a small pot of porridge in the morning, and there was an egg boiled in the porridge, ready to replenish Jiang Xiao's body. However, the white porridge is tasteless, so I can only order the pickles I made to make the porridge.

Jiang Xiao likes chives, usually she will pinch two chives and chop them, and mix them into the porridge while the porridge is still hot, and the white porridge will become a bowl of green onion fragrant small porridge.

The Jiang family is poor, and they can only eat like this every morning.

"You eat first, I'll go to Ding Daqiang's house to beg for eggs. Since Jiang Songhai knew that it was Ding Dani who pushed Jiang Xiao into the stream, he didn't want to be polite to them.

What should be taken must be returned. Afraid that the Ding family wouldn't load eggs for him, he also took a small bamboo basket.

Jiang Xiao didn't stop it, and he didn't plan to follow.

This result was set by Yao Zhishu, and no matter how unwilling Ding Daqiang and Gui Ying were, they could only hand over the eggs, otherwise they would not be able to get along with Yao Zhishu.

Sure enough, after a while, Jiang Songhai came back with a small basket of eggs.

"No more, no less, twelve. ”

Jiang Xiao glanced at the small basket of eggs, each one was very small, twice as small as the eggs from the farm she had bought later.

Although the domestic eggs are relatively small, Jiang Xiao guessed that Gui Ying must have carefully selected them and specially selected the smallest one for them.

In fact, small eggs may taste better.

Jiang Xiao didn't bother to quarrel with the family about this kind of thing again.

"Grandma, from tomorrow onwards, we will boil three eggs a day, one for each person!" Jiang Xiao emphasized to her grandmother once again that one for each person, for fear that she would only cook one more.

The three members of their family are all weak, so they must make up for it.

"Okay, well, listen to my little one. Ge Liutao laughed.

After breakfast, my grandfather and grandmother were going to water the vegetable field, and my grandfather was estimated to dig up herbs after watering the vegetable field, and Jiang Xiao was the only one left in the family.

Jiang Xiao closed the courtyard door, but sat down on the stone slab under the yellow peel fruit tree. Her grandparents are not at home, and she is still guarding against Song Xiyun.

Sitting under the tree, Jiang Xiao sorted out his thoughts.

She has turned the most critical step in this life around, and she doesn't know which direction her life trajectory will go next.

She unconsciously reached out and pinched a herb that her grandfather had piled up next to her, and her consciousness suddenly fluttered, and then she saw a small piece of black earth.