There is a river at the east end of the village, about ten meters wide, and the irrigation of the crops in the whole village points to this river, but the drought for such a long time has made the river water less turbulent.

In the past, if Zhang Jie dared to play in the river by the river, as long as the adults knew, no matter what, the ass would definitely bloom.

Because this river is a fierce river, almost every year there will be a few unlucky children die in the river, so this caused the village people to strictly prohibit children from going down the river, according to the old man, there are water ghosts in the river, as long as they are entangled by water ghosts, there is absolutely only a share of death.

However, no matter how much the adults in the village order, the naughty children who can't bear the loneliness will still rush into the river one after another.

Zhang Jie's little short legs were even ordered to die by his family, as long as he dared to approach the river bank once, he would immediately break his legs, which is why Zhang Jie only dared to go to the creek in the village to play, regardless of the reason why he set foot here.

However, this time it was a special situation, because Ling Yue, who led the way, said that the riverbank was full of buds that Zhang Jie needed.

Since it is a serious business, the purpose is not to play down the river, then there is nothing to worry about, and followed Ling Yueshen to the riverbank, only then did she know what the little girl said would be pricked if she didn't wear shoes.

There are small stones everywhere on the riverbank, and some of the small stones are very sharp, far from being comparable to the soft soil on the ground usually.

Zhang Jie, who was worried about his feet, had to be careful every step he took in the stone forest, but even so, he was still grinning at the ubiquitous stones.

Ling Yue, who was in charge of leading the way in front, saw Zhang Jie's funny appearance, and kept covering his small mouth and giggling there, especially when he saw Zhang Jie's funny expression of being stabbed and his mouth crooked and his eyes slanted, he was even more happy.

Zhang Jie was also laughing, although his laughter was a bit far-fetched, but looking at the buds spread on the riverbank, although his hands and feet were a little guilty, his heart was beautiful.

With so many medicinal herbs, there is no need to worry about Wang's medicine in the future.

Picking along the river bank continuously, until the small bamboo basket can no longer hold, then stop, and wait to see the clear river water, this will really want to go into the river to soak for a while Zhang Jie hesitated for a while, and finally pouted, and walked towards the shore.

Originally, it was a good thing to collect medicine, but I didn't dare to take a bath in the river because I was greedy for fun.

When I got ashore, I found that I had walked all the way to my village, and I was not far from my village, because it should be Xiaoli Village, and when I was looking far away from my village, Zhang Jie had seen this village, but he had never been there.

If you want to go back, you can either return along the riverbank or pass through this village, but Zhang Jie, who doesn't want to suffer from his feet, naturally chose the latter.

Lingyue, who carried a small bamboo basket on her back, also picked a lot of gorgeous flowers, red and white, colorful and very pleasing, it seems that this little girl picks flowers only to pick the most beautiful, the most gorgeous color.

"My family is in this village, do you want to go to my house to play?" Ling Yue, who seemed to be slightly expectant, carried a small bamboo basket on her back, with an expression that she didn't dare to ignore you if she didn't come.

Zhang Jie, who smiled slightly, didn't care, raised his feet and walked towards the village.

This village is similar to Zhang Jie's village, the whole village is full of trees, and if you want to say that people are concerned, it may be that this village should be slightly richer than Zhang Jie's village, which can be clearly seen from the proportion of tiled houses in the whole village.

At this time, most of the households were still mud houses, and there were still a few that could build tiled houses, so several red brick and green tile tiled houses in the village were very conspicuous.

When Ling Yue took Zhang Jie towards a very imposing tiled house that was also built, Zhang Jie knew that this little girl's family background seemed to be really solid, and she should at least belong to the rich family.

Entering the yard, at a glance I saw a small garden in the yard, the garden was full of colorful flowers, when I saw Lingyue, the little girl, intentionally or unintentionally taking Zhang Jie to the garden, I didn't need to ask to know that this garden must be the masterpiece of the little girl.

"Xiaoyue went to pick flowers again? You kid is really, look at the yard full of thanksgiving flowers......" At this time, a woman in her early thirties came out of the house, and after seeing Ling Yue carrying a basket of flowers on her back, she planned to preach, but when she saw Zhang Jie next to the garden, the woman who immediately stopped asking Ling Yue strangely:

"Which village kid is this? So eye-catching? ”

"Zhangjiacun, his third uncle is a talented man, and he is smart, he can tell stories at such a young age, and the story he says is very good!" Looking at the woman's slightly cautious expression, Ling Yue immediately explained on the side.

As soon as the words fell, I saw a little woman also walking out of the house, and when she saw Zhang Jie with a small bamboo basket on her back, the little woman with a slightly surprised expression immediately said:

"It's the little nephew of Zhang Xianggong's family, this kid is knowledgeable, he followed Zhang Xianggong to read and write at a young age, and he helped me read and write letters two days ago!"

Retracting his gaze from the small garden, when he saw the slightly scrutinizing gaze of the middle-aged woman beside Ling Yue, Zhang Jie was a little displeased, and he didn't want anything from your family, how could he treat a prisoner the same.

However, when he saw the little woman coming out of the house, Zhang Jie sighed a little in his heart, sure enough, this world is really small, and the people he met a few days ago didn't expect to meet again today.

When Zhang Jie obediently greeted the two women, he was pulled aside by Ling Yue to play with her flowers.

The little woman in the courtyard obviously had something to do, and after praising Zhang Jie, she chatted with Ling Yue's mother again.

When I came to a corner of the courtyard, I saw Ling Yue take down the small bamboo basket behind him, and then took out an empty vase from the side, poured it with water, and inserted the flowers he had picked all afternoon into the vase. At this time, Zhang Jie noticed that a small corner of the yard was full of discarded wilted petals.

When he saw the little girl's unrestrained way of raising flowers, Zhang Jie also understood why there were so many withered flowers here.

"That's how you raise these flowers?" It seemed that he couldn't bear to look at another vase of flowers about to wither like this, Zhang Jie asked with a little curiosity, but after seeing the little girl nodding without hesitation, Zhang Jie, who pouted, said helplessly:

"Do these flowers wither every two days?"

"Yes, so I have to pick fresh flowers every day, otherwise the next day these flowers will be gone, and there will be no beautiful flowers." Ling Yue, who nodded as a matter of course, looked cute that you don't understand.

When the two little children were discussing enthusiastically, they saw that the little woman in the courtyard was much more anxious, but Lingyue's mother still looked unmoved, and finally, the disappointed little woman left with a lonely expression.

Looking at the little woman's slightly gloomy back, Zhang Jie suddenly asked Xiao Yue on the side, "That person came to your house to borrow money just now?" ”