At the foot of Daqing Mountain, a small square city surrounds a village. The village is a neat and orderly blue-brick house, and at dawn, many houses hear the crow of roosters.

In a grand house on the west side of the village, a young girl opened her bright eyes, yawned contentedly, and sat up from her bed with her hands outstretched.

When the little rabbit heard the movement outside, he led the old woman to bring warm water and served the girl to live and dress. The little fox was on the side, but he yawned and looked at the girl who got up.

"Little fox, don't you really want to go back to the Haidong tribe to have a look? In a few days, we will go to Luzon to congratulate Wang Bai on his birthday in Guangzhou, and I am afraid it will take two months to return to Leizhou! ”

With the help of Xiaotu and others, the tiger girl was wearing that gray practice uniform, but she asked seriously to the little fox next to her.

The little fox has grown into a quasi-girl, but the three of them are all eleven or twelve years old after all, and their faces are obviously full of greenness. Her eyes lit up slightly when she heard this, but then she shook her head firmly and said, "Don't go back!" ”

"Why?" The tiger girl cooperatively stretched out her hands to wrap the belt around the little rabbit, and asked in confusion.

The little fox's eyes deliberately looked at the ground, and replied with some indifference: "I have no relatives there anymore!" ”

Hu Niu knew that she was still resentful, so she shook her head helplessly, and reached out to take the knife from the little rabbit's hand. When she passed by the outside, she found that the little pig was still asleep on the bed, so she pushed the door out directly.

The flowers and plants in the courtyard were wet with flowers and plants, and it was obviously a little cold in the early morning.

Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!

A vigorous figure swayed freely in the courtyard, and the knife in his hand was like a cold light. As the woman's figure changed unpredictably, the blade continued to swing everywhere, appearing fast, ruthless and accurate.

After so many years, Ali is already a twenty-one-year-old girl. In addition to the fullness of the figure, the whole person's face has not changed much, and she has resolutely become a cold woman.

No matter where she is, she will get up in the morning every day to practice her sword, and her martial arts are constantly improving. If you fight alone, I'm afraid that there are few people in the entire Ming Dynasty who can compare.

Hu Niu is also a very persevering person, rain or shine every day, getting up on time every day to follow Ali for morning exercises, and the two are already teachers and friends.

The tiger girl stood still at the other end of the courtyard, and immediately practiced a set of domineering knife techniques, and had inherited a bit of Ali's martial arts, and she seemed dexterous and orderly when she played the knife.

Zizizi......

There was a hot meat bun in the mouth of the rice bowl, and it was there that he was happily nibbling on this earthly delicacy while diligently fetching water into the kitchen tank.

"It's noisy, can you let Lao Dao sleep peacefully!"

Lan Daoxing, who was lying on the bed, listened to the messy sounds outside, and even complained and pulled up the quilt and covered his head directly into the quilt.

Creak......

The little golden monkey skewered up to the roof and barked happily. It scurried through the roofs in the direction of the hill behind it, and soon disappeared over the city walls.

The morning sun rises from the east, dyeing the entire village with a layer of gold.

"Ali, do you want to go out for a walk with me?"

The tiger girl had stopped, squinted at the rising sun in the east, and turned her head to ask Ali.

"No, I want a hot shower!"

Ali's white forehead was already beading with sweat, but she refused.

The tiger girl was not reluctant, handed the sweat towel back to the little rabbit, and went out by herself.

The little rabbit was trying to let people follow the tiger girl, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back. If Changlin Village is not safe, then there is really no safe place in this world.

Hu Niu left the house and came to the street that ran through the southeast, but she saw that everyone seemed to be no different from before, and many people in the village were carrying farm tools to the fields.

She knew that it was actually the uncle's request, and it was the result of the uncle's serious control. According to the uncle: If people don't have something to do, they will become lazy and bad.

It is precisely like this, there are no idlers in Changlin Village at all, and they have to do things in a down-to-earth manner every day. Either they planted their own fields, or they worked for the inheritance of their clan.

"Tiger girl, my family has just slaughtered a big rooster that has been raised for three years, and the chicken legs are particularly fragrant, come to the house quickly!" When Zhang Cuihua saw the tiger girl, she immediately greeted warmly.

Not to mention watching the tiger girl grow up, thinking about what their brothers and sisters have done for the village, so that their family can live a rich life, Zhang Cuihua is grateful.

When the tiger girl left Zhang Cuihua's house, she already had a big chicken leg in her hand. Her steps were noticeably slower, as she had done before, wandering around the village with her big chicken leg in her hand.

She saw Lin Dabiao leading a group of people towards the dyeing workshop, and saw Ah Niu leading people into the soap workshop, and many children walked into Lin's academy.

"I don't want to study!"

From a distance, I saw that the second dog was pinched by her mother and walked into the gate of the Lin Academy.

On the street, no matter whether they know each other or not, they all take the initiative to follow and say hello.

The former barn has not changed, the bamboo forest has not changed, and the thatched huts of the past are gone. Just looking at these familiar and friendly faces, it made her feel as if nothing had changed.

Hu Niu liked the appearance of the village very much, and went directly to the uncle's house and saw the uncle sitting in front of the door weaving a bamboo basket.

She was greeting her uncle, and the enthusiastic voice of the eldest aunt immediately came from inside: "Tiger girl, you wait a while, the aunt will make breakfast soon!" ”

"They all said they can't be called tiger girls, you ...... You're going to call it usual! The old patriarch immediately straightened his face and reprimanded his wife inside.

But I don't know whether I was afraid of the old patriarch's obscenity, or I recognized the old patriarch's words, but there was no voice of protest inside.

Tiger Girl held the big chicken leg in her hand and sat down on the low stool in front of the door.

The old patriarch put down the work in his hand, and saw that the tiger girl had grown from a little girl to a girl, but he said with tears in his eyes: "Your brothers and sisters can have such a good life, our village has a day like this, I sometimes really feel that I am dreaming!" ”

The mountain village that was impoverished in the past has become such a rich first village in Guangdong in a few years, what is it not a dream?

"It's not a dream, my brother said, our village has to get better!" The tiger girl threw the chicken bones to the trailing yellow dog, and responded confidently.

The old patriarch met the tiger girl's gaze, and finally chose to support: "Uncle is old, your brother said to let me be in charge, but what do I know as a farmer?" Do what you want, do it boldly, and Uncle will always support your brothers and sisters! ”