Time seems to stand still in this small county.

They spent the first month and February safely until the weather gradually warmed up.

The weather in March is sunny, everything in the world is full of life, and all kinds of unknown small flowers bloom in the mountains, adding a touch of bright color to the green of the wilderness.

He Zao was dressed like a peasant woman through and through, with a blue floral handkerchief wrapped around her head, wearing an apron of the same color in front of her, and was squatting in the vegetable field to pull weeds, and Zhou and Yuan Fang were also helping.

Mrs. Chang helped take care of Xiao An.

He Zao smiled at Xiao An while pulling weeds.

At this time, Xiao An is already one year old, and six baby teeth have grown, and she will also say the last word briefly, such as knowing that she is called "mother" and Mrs. Chang "milk", and no more words will be used.

He was also very excited at this time, standing on Mrs. Chang's lap fluttering, stretching out his hands towards He Zao, and popping out a word loudly and crisply: "Grain"

The sun shone on his ruddy chubby little face, and there was a dense layer of sweat on his forehead.

He Zao snorted and laughed: "You stinky boy, the pronunciation should be accurate, do you know it?"

Mrs. Chang was upset for the little guy: "Mu Niangzi, the child at this time is like this, it will be good if it grows longer"

They lived a life of isolation on the outskirts of the county seat, which was very dull, but with Xiao An, it seemed that it was not so dull.

Zhou also likes Xiao An very much, and said with a smile when he heard this: "Mu Niangzi, I'll go to the vegetable market to buy a fish later, I think Brother An likes to eat fish."

He can cook in the morning, since Xiao An grew teeth, in order to make up for Xiao An's suffering, this poor child has fled with her for half a year, and she hasn't even drunk a few sips of milk, so she has been very worried that the little guy will be malnourished, so she can focus on cooking for him.

The fish is scraped out of the bones, the fish broth is stewed, the stewed fish broth is filtered, the ground rice flour, sesame flour, and red bean flour are fried together, and then the porridge is boiled in the fish broth. The soup is so fresh that the little guy can eat a small bowl of it.

After he grew teeth, he could eat something soft and glutinous, so she made a bowl of egg custard every morning, sprinkled with chopped green onions and sesame oil, and the fragrant chicken and mutton were not broken.

But the little guy doesn't like to eat vegetables, a typical carnivore.

He Zao stipulated that he could only eat stewed rotten vegetable porridge every night, chop the vegetables into pieces, and put them in rice noodle soup to boil together.

The little one is a little reluctant every time.

But he knew that it was terrible, once he lost his temper and refused to eat, and his little hand pushed the bowl down, and he was slapped hard on the little buttocks.

Therefore, as soon as he saw He Zao stretch out a slap, he was very well-behaved and obedient, his big eyes would blink very cutely, and he pouted with his fingers.

Mrs. Chang often said that He Zao was too strict with children, such a little child, what do you know at home, and the family is not unconditional, if you can eat meat, then eat every day, eat every meal, and change the tricks for the children to eat.

Of course, He Zao will not explain that cereals and vegetables have nutrients necessary for human growth, and he just laughs it off.

Now after listening to Zhou's words, He Zao nodded: "It's okay, I haven't eaten fish for two days, and this little guy has to pout every time he eats." After speaking, he also smiled: "He, he and his uncle came out of the same mold, and they both love seafood."

There is no condition now, and I will take him to eat the big dragon later

Shrimp, drunk crabs, he can certainly be happy.

I don't know if Xiao Tuanzi is also such a picky eater.

He is one year old, and I don't know if the nurses at home dare to let him eat some serious food by himself

Ah Che is so busy, with big things in his heart, will he take good care of Xiao Tuanzi

He Zao was a little stunned, the longer the time, the more she missed her little son Sometimes, looking at the white and chubby Xiao An, she would sketch the appearance of another little guy in her mind, exactly the same as Xiao An, just more naughty and crying louder.

Xiao An, a child, doesn't like to cry the most, even when he encounters grievances, he will only flatten his mouth, looking at you without crying, and the crystal tears hanging on his eyes will make you feel distressed.

"Mu Niangzi, listen, there's movement outside" The first year suddenly pushed down He Zao, who was in deep thought.

He came back to his senses early and listened carefully.

It was as if there were tens of thousands of military horses running through the mountains with their hooves wrapped, and there was a low tremor on the ground, and a dull echo could be heard from the depths of the mountain.

The first thought that came to Hezao's mind was: "They are here, go quickly, run away"

She threw down the weeds in her hand, rushed over and hugged Xiao An in her arms, looked at the panicked Chang family, and ordered coldly: "Don't panic, let's go out from the rear and hide in the mountains immediately."

She could already hear the agitation coming from ahead.

He Zao's palms were nervous and sweaty, but she knew that she couldn't panic, she still had to protect Xiao An, and she couldn't hold Ah Che back.

Stumbled to the back door, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw a group of expressionless men in black riding horses guarding there.

Zhou's suppressed cry came: "Mu Niangzi, what should we do?"

Infected by this unusually tense atmosphere, Xiao An clutched He Zao's collar tightly, his eyes wide open.

He Zao slowly came to his senses and said lightly and quickly: "Remember the identity I made up before." Don't panic."

Old Man Chang and Old Lady Chang stood tremblingly in the middle of the courtyard, Yuan Fang supported them, and their faces were also about to cry.

The front door was vigorously pushed open, and a dozen or so black-clothed men with long swords rushed in, all of them with grim expressions and expressionless faces, as if they were born masks.

He Zao suddenly felt that he seemed to have seen them with such expressions somewhere.

The men in black gathered them in the middle, and then spread out neatly to the sides.

A tall man strode over. The bright sun shone behind him, the distant sky, the light blue sky, the mountains one after another, all over the endless green, but he was dressed in black, his back was straight, and his body was majestic, so eye-catching.

He wore a hat on his head, which completely covered his eyebrows and eyes, but just by seeing this figure, just by seeing it, He already knew who he was.

Her lips trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes. Her hands unconsciously hugged Xiao An very tightly.

The little one writhed a little uncomfortably, and his mouth also snorted.

The man came to He Zao, stared at her and Xiao An fixedly, and took off the hat on his head.

A handsome, serious, noble, but somewhat tired face appeared in front of He Zao.

"Ah Che" He has already shed tears as follows.