"What's going on over there?"

"I'll go, isn't that Xiaohan kid?"

"What's going on? I...... Poof......"

"This kid...... It's too uneasy, isn't it? ”

"I'm convinced!"

“……”

In the village, some people showed shocked expressions when they saw the scene of Jiang Xiaohan and Zhao Wanxi, who was holding Jiang Xiaomo, being "chased and killed" by a group of geese.

This......

It's a picture that's hard to describe.

It's hard to put into words.

The old people in the village all felt like they couldn't cry or laugh, and the young people who went back to the village to help during the harvest season couldn't help but laugh.

In the end, Zhang Xiuhong, the eldest aunt who heard the news, arrived in time and rescued Jiang Xiaohan and others who were chased and killed all the way by the geese.

"I said Xiaohan, you won't have nothing to do with plucking their hair, right?"

Zhang Xiuhong looked at Jiang Xiaohan, who was a little embarrassed, and was a little helpless.

The reason why she said this was entirely because Jiang Xiaohan had a criminal record before, and she made a lot of jokes in the village at that time, although a long time has passed, Zhang Xiuhong still has a deep memory.

This nephew of his own is really good at making trouble.

didn't mean to blame, but sometimes Jiang Xiaohan really had the urge to complain.

"Auntie, don't you wronged me, am I that kind of person?"

Jiang Xiaohan is not afraid of Zhang Xiuhong, who has an excellent personality and treats his juniors very well, but he was "decided" like this, which made him a little "wronged".

Seeing Jiang Xiaohan's deliberate pretend, Zhang Xiuhong said with some amusement: "Okay, I'm still pretending to be pitiful when I'm so old." ”

After speaking, she looked at Zhao Wanxi, who had already put Jiang Xiaomo down, and her eyes were full of appreciation and satisfaction.

Long before today, Zhang Xiulan had heard that Jiang Xiaohan had found a girlfriend, and she would bring her over when she came back this time, so she didn't need Jiang Xiaohan to introduce her more at all.

After saying a few words to Zhao Wanxi, Zhang Xiulan teased Jiang Xiaomo again, and then led them home.

Soon.

Jiang Xiaohan knew that the uncle's family was harvesting rice in the field right now, because there was a commotion on his side, and the eldest aunt Zhang Xiulan specially rushed over.

Thinking about it, now every family is busy harvesting rice, and the uncle who makes a living from farming is naturally no exception, and even his cousin Jiang Lei specially asked for leave from the unit a few days earlier because of this incident and rushed back in advance.

Originally, Zhang Xiulan also wanted to accompany Jiang Xiaohan and them, but Jiang Xiaohan knew that these few days happened to be the busiest days for their family, so she didn't delay them, and after chatting a few words, she put down her things and left with Jiang Xiaomo and Zhao Wanxi while Zhang Xiulan was holding them.

"Brother, when are we going to start cutting rice?"

When she went back, Jiang Xiaomo looked at the busy scene everywhere in the field, and asked with some expectation.

"Go back and ask Grandpa."

Jiang Xiaohan smiled.

It can be seen that Jiang Xiaomo is a little impatient.

Jiang Xiaomo didn't forget that when she came here this time, she wanted to help her grandfather cut rice.

Just now, under the leadership of Jiang Xiaohan, Jiang Xiaomo also went to see his grandfather's golden rice fields, waiting for a bumper harvest!

Compared with the eldest son, although the old man Jiang also planted some rice, but the amount is not much, mainly now the two sons have already started a family, and even the grandson is about to grow up and marry a daughter-in-law, under the persuasion of the two sons, the old man Jiang is no longer as hard as before, and gradually reduces his labor.

However, people who have lived in the countryside all their lives can not be idle, and they still grow some rice and vegetables more or less, which is just enough to be self-sufficient.

After going back, Jiang Xiaohan found that in the short time they left, grandma had already killed a chicken and was plucking the feathers of the chicken.

"Grandma, why don't you call me this kind of thing? I'll just come......"

Jiang Xiaohan was a little speechless, it's only been a long time, and grandma's speed is too fast, right?

"I'll do it!"

Jiang Xiaohan, who was a little helpless, rolled up his sleeves and was about to take over, but unexpectedly, grandma glared at her, and said to Jiang Xiaohan angrily: "Grandma is not old, you don't need to ...... this little thing."

Originally, Jiang Xiaohan robbed her of the work in the kitchen at noon, but now when he comes back, he wants to deprive her of the fun of working, can this make her happy?

For her, being able to do something for her grandchildren is very meaningful and valuable in itself.

She also wants to stew chicken soup for her own Jiang Xiaohan and Jiang Xiaomo, especially Zhao Wanxi, the prospective granddaughter-in-law!

Although she already knew at noon that Jiang Xiaohan's cooking skills were not ordinary, no matter how she was, she couldn't stop her original thoughts.

"It's okay, don't pestle here, like a piece of wood, Wanxi finally came here, hurry up and take her around the village." The grandmother who was plucking the feathers of the chickens saw that Jiang Xiaohan was still standing there, glanced at him, and then smiled at Zhao Wanxi, "Although we are not as good as the big city, and there is nothing fun to do, but the environment is really good, if you are bored, let Xiaohan take you around." ”

Get!

Hearing what his grandmother said to Zhao Wanxi, Jiang Xiaohan also realized that he was disliked.

Jiang Xiaohan probably understood his grandmother's thoughts, most likely because he was in the way here, or he was afraid that he would rob him of his life, so he deliberately wanted to take him away.

How long has it been since he was disliked?

This speed ......

Mouthful!

Sure enough, when I had a granddaughter-in-law, I forgot about my grandson.

However, seeing that grandma looked like she was happy, Jiang Xiaohan didn't say anything.

It's also a pleasure for her, right?

As a filial grandson, Jiang Xiaohan is not good at forcibly depriving her of this happiness.

asked the old man about the rice in the field again, and the grandmother laughed and scolded, and the old man said that he was not in a hurry, and Jiang Xiaohan really took Zhao Wanxi and Jiang Xiaomo out.

Looking at them like this, it seems that they are not going to harvest those rice today.

How did Jiang Xiaohan know, he finally looked forward to the arrival of his grandchildren, how could they care about other things, anyway, the rice harvest in the field would not affect it if it was a day or two late.

At the moment, the whole village is very busy, everyone is busy working in the fields, and there are few people who are as idle as Jiang Xiaohan.

"Brother, look at this butterfly is so pitiful."

was walking around with Zhao Wanxi and Jiang Xiaomo, and Jiang Xiaohan suddenly heard Jiang Xiaomo's voice.

As soon as he turned around, Jiang Xiaohan saw Jiang Xiaomo squatting down on the side of the road.

In front of her, the flower butterfly, which had always been small, landed on a spider web, its wings constantly shaking, trying to get out of the predicament in front of her, but no matter what, it was to no avail.

Fortunately, when it was most helpless and desperate, it ran into Jiang Xiaomo.

"Hee-hee, the butterfly flew away."

Saving the butterfly from the spider web and looking at its flying away figure, Jiang Xiaomo's face couldn't help but show a smile on her face, with a smug face.

"Xiaomo is so good!"

Looking at such an innocent Jiang Xiaomo, Zhao Wanxi's face was full of love.

However.

As soon as Zhao Wanxi's voice fell, Jiang Xiaohan sighed slightly.

Hearing Jiang Xiaohan's sigh, Jiang Xiaomo, who was originally full of joy because of the praise, turned her head and asked with a puzzled expression: "Brother, aren't you happy that the butterfly is saved?" ”

"You let the butterfly go, what about it?"

Jiang Xiaohan pointed his hand and looked at the spider that appeared on the broken spider web, and let out a torture question from the soul: "What if this is its last meal before starving to death?" ”

Jiang Xiaomo: "()"

Zhao Wanxi: "(′??)? (._.`)”