Jiang Xiaochi's mood was relatively nervous, either because of anything else or because of his weak heart.

Fortunately, Huang Dahe drove it back, and Jiang Xiaochi greeted everyone through the car window and planned to go through the motions.

The villagers were so excited, seeing Jiang Xiaochi was like seeing their own daughter. Fortunately, Jiang Dawu and Guo Zhiyou have already explained Jiang Xiaochi's amnesia, and no one should mention it for fear that his condition will worsen.

The villagers were enthusiastic, and Jiang Xiaochi simply got out of the car and let them see.

Anyway, Jiang Xiaochi feels that he only has to accept criticism, and I will giggle if you ask me anything, and I will definitely not make mistakes.

The villagers looked at the girl in front of them who could pinch out the water, and they couldn't help but feel guilty in their hearts.

Aunt Zhu was the first to speak: "Girl, are you really Jiang Xiaochi, a gluttonous girl from our family?" Why did the eighteenth female college change and become so good-looking? ”

Jiang Xiaochi spread out his hand and turned around in front of Aunt Zhu: "Aunt Zhu, you see that in addition to white spots, I look good-looking, and I am a little more fierce, which is not like the gluttonous girl who slanders you every day." ”

Aunt Zhu's excited tears swirled in her eyes: "Like! Resemble! I haven't seen you all these years, and my aunt thinks that you are beautiful, and she is happy in her heart. In a blink of an eye, she will become a big girl, and my old wife is old. ”

Jiang Xiaochi greeted: "I see that the eldest lady is in good shape, the same as when I first left home, it hasn't changed at all." ”

Jiang Xiaochi's words are not greetings, Aunt Zhu's appearance has not changed at all.

Aunt Zhu: "It's not as good as before, I can't feel sweet when I think about drinking the water in the well." Every time it's time to get water, your uncle and I talk about when you can come back. It's really a bodhisattva's blessing, and I really look forward to you coming back. ”

I haven't seen her for six years, but Aunt Zhu's body is still tough, and she can't see the traces left by the years on her face at all.

Speaking of well water, Jiang Xiaochi remembered that the appearance of Jiang Dawu and Guo Zhiyou didn't seem to have changed much. Could it be that the water in the space still has the effect of beauty and beauty?

A group of people surrounded Jiang Xiaochi, Tian Hua stood in the crowd and was puffing up, it was not Jiang Xiaochi in front of him, he could recognize it when he turned into ashes.

But Tian Hua just couldn't understand, this girl had been dead outside for several years, why did she come back suddenly?

Tian Hua has been thinking about waiting for Mrs. Zhang to get Song Lao Er out after her death, so as to occupy Jiang Xiaochi's property. But as soon as Jiang Xiaochi came back, all his plans were in vain, and his teeth itched with anger when he thought of this Tianhua.

Since she can't get the property, Tian Hua may be able to ask for some benefits.

Thinking of this question, Tian Hua felt that she should have a good exchange with Jiang Xiaochi, maybe after so many years, she could re-establish her family relationship?

Tian Hua licked her face to greet her, and when Mrs. Zhang saw that it was Tian Hua coming, she turned her face away in disgust. What kind of face Tian Hua has, Mrs. Zhang is very familiar with it, as for what kind of calculation Tian Hua can make in her heart, Mrs. Zhang also knows it clearly.

Song Lao Er also felt very depressed at this time, he had lived in the front and back yards of Tianhua for the past six years, and there was no other benefit.

It's a young man who is one meter and eight years old, and he is counted down every day. When Jiang Xiaochi was there, Song Lao Er was embarrassed to open his mouth and reply with a few words, but after a long time, he didn't bother to deal with Tian Hua, thinking that men should be generous, and Tian Hua couldn't take advantage of it in his own hands.

But Song Lao Er didn't expect that Tian Hua would be so thick-skinned, what kind of face Jiang Xiaochi had when he first disappeared, the whole village could see it, and they couldn't wait to swallow Mrs. Zhang alive and seize Jiang Xiaochi's family property.

If it weren't for Song Lao Er holding on to the side, Jiang Xiaochi's house would not be able to tell who lives in it now.

Song Lao Er looked around in the crowd, wondering that his parents were not standing in the crowd. Song Laoer's hanging heart finally calmed down a little, and he didn't want Jiang Xiaochi to be attacked by these two groups of people as soon as he came back.

Because the spring breeze of reform is blowing all over the ground, the powder on Tian Hua's face is much thicker, and against the wind, Jiang Xiaochi can smell the smell of alabaster on Tian Hua's body.

Sensei choked people, Jiang Xiaochi couldn't wait to stick his nose into the space and smell two breaths of fresh air.

As soon as the little north wind blew, Tian Hua couldn't care about choking the wind, and her face was full of small folds, and she couldn't tell whether she was crying or laughing: "My girl, my aunt has finally looked forward to bringing you back!" ”

Tian Hua opened her mouth, and Jiang Xiaochi finally heard it, Tian Hua was crying, or crying the kind of dead man.

Jiang Xiaochi felt very depressed, his voice was like crying for his mother, and he had a lot of charm.

The villagers were also stunned by Tian Hua's voice, and the whole village dared Tian Hua to be so embarrassed.

Jiang Xiaochi forcibly suppressed his anger and said deliberately: "Second brother, who is this crying death, his face is still rubbed with such thick powder, isn't it changing customs, our village is still happy to eat this mouthful of rice!" ”

Tian Hua's face turned red, her appearance was a little ugly, and she continued to want to cry out of the second half of the sentence, and was scolded back by Jiang Xiaochi.

Tian Hua looked at Song Lao Er: "Second child, didn't the captain say that the girl only lost the memories of the past six years, don't you still remember the previous things?" ”

Song Lao Er knew that Jiang Xiaochi was deliberate, so he acted as a problem: "Auntie, it seems that the matter of amnesia is not accurate." Anyway, the doctor said that patients with amnesia can have any symptoms, and if they don't remember people, they will also pick and forget the annoying ones, and everyone close to them can think of it. ”

Aunt Zhu took Song Laoer's words seriously: "Girl, then do you remember that Aunt I don't do me?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi replied simply: "Why don't you remember, didn't I call you just now?" ”

Then, Jiang Xiaochi checked in one by one and checked the names of all the people present.

Tian Huaqiang had a smiling face, as if the cold wind had been softened: "Girl, think about it again, I am your own aunt, you will take you with you when you beat the little aunt, there is no merit and hard work, why do you just forget the eldest mother?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi shook his head affirmatively: "I still can't remember, how can I remember that I am dependent on my grandmother?" ”

The more ugly Tian Hua's expression became, the more Jiang Xiaochi felt that he was in full bloom.

Tian Huaqi's throat was itching, and she didn't catch a word.

Jiang Dawu couldn't look at it from the side: "It's almost gone, the girl just came back, and the big guy asked the patient to stand at the entrance of the village and blow the cold wind!" ”

Aunt Zhu's mother said: "Yo! Not a word! The girl will go home first, and your aunt will heat it up for you in the house. When you come back, Aunt Zhu invites you to dinner, don't you know, Aunt Zhu is living a good life now, and you are indispensable. ”

Jiang Xiaochi was embarrassed to be praised: "I didn't contribute money or effort, it's Aunt Zhu's own ability, but you can't take all the credit on me." ”

Aunt Zhu deliberately looked at her: "Today, Dachengzi went to the field to see the project and didn't come back, if you didn't take the lead in building a greenhouse in the village, would our village be able to live so well?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi looked up and looked at the big tiled houses that covered the village, all of which had four buildings, and the villagers had faded their faces and showed red light, but it was not a good life.

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