Chapter 123: Holding the book and reciting intently, I didn't notice that there was another person in the room

Ye Jian also smiled and urged the two children: "There are so many river mussels, I can't finish my work in a day, and I will continue tomorrow night." ”

"It's not tomorrow night, it's tonight."

Wu Juan glanced at the moon through the gap in the window, his eyes fell on the room next door, and a smile was fixed on his face: "Xiuyan, that girl, haven't slept so late?" ”

"Really?"

Ye Jian was startled, pushed open the window and looked at the next room.

The faint candlelight shines through the window paper, and you can faintly see petite figures walking back and forth in front of the window.

"What is this girl doing when she doesn't sleep at night?"

Wu Juan felt a little distressed, lifted the curtain and stepped out of the threshold, and turned into the next room in three or two steps.

Ye Xiuyan held the book and recited intently, not noticing that there was another person in the room, and bumped into it.

"Oops."

She wailed and looked up, only to see that it was her mother.

"It's past the hour, why don't you sleep yet?"

Wu Juan looked at her daughter's blue eyelids, and she was distressed, so she grabbed her arm and dragged her to the bed.

"Is it so late?"

Ye Xiuyan was dragged by her mother's desolation and almost fell.

"Hurry up and go to sleep, don't look any more."

Wu Juan pulled the book over, threw it on the desk, and couldn't help but drag her daughter to the bed, took off her coat, and stuffed it into the quilt.

Ye Xiuyan was lying on the bed, still thinking about the content of the book in her head, her eyes were looking at her mother blankly, and she had no focus.

"Close your eyes and sleep."

Wu Juan pretended to be angry and scolded.

"Oh."

Ye Xiuyan obediently closed her eyes, tilted her little head, and fell asleep in seconds.

"This kid."

Wu Juan smiled angrily, stood in front of the bed for a while, blew out the lamp and candle, lifted the curtain and left the side room.

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Daliushu Village is the richest village in Shili Eight Townships, because of its good geographical location, it is in the south of Woniu Village, not near the river, and the terrain is relatively flat, so you can reclaim the land and grow crops.

The villagers of Daliushu Village, in front of the villagers in the neighboring villages, walked straight with their waists.

In any case, they also have land, and they are not on the same level as the poor clanging households who only live on fishing.

Ye Jian drove the mule cart, Ye Xiuyan rode a foal, and the father and daughter followed the field path one after the other to the big willow village, and saw the iconic big willow tree at the west entrance of the village from a distance.

The villagers who sat under the big willow tree and chatted with their teeth and teeth naturally saw them.

Ye Jian came a few times with a mule cart, but the mule was thin and had no energy, and his teeth were not good, and the villagers didn't care when they saw it.

The foal that Ye Xiuyan rode was different, the little stallion had half the blood of a sweaty horse, with a shiny coat and slender limbs, strong and powerful.

Especially the little girl sitting on horseback, wearing a pink jacket, a hairpin, a small face with pink makeup, inlaid with a pair of big black jewel-like eyes, long eyelashes flickering, how cute she laughed.

"Hey, isn't this a kid from the Ye family, why are you here again? Come to Old Man Wang to learn fish farming again? ”

The villagers sitting under the big willow tree saw the little girl's eyes, and the old village chief knocked the cigarette stick on the soles of his feet with a smile and greeted him with his hands behind his back.

Ye Jian has been here a few times, but he has never enjoyed this treatment, he was a little flattered, shouted a few times, tightened the reins and jumped off the mule cart.

"Ye family boy, is that your daughter?"

The old village chief's gaze passed over to him, and looked at the little girl who came after him, riding a horse.

"Hey, hey."

Ye Jian straightened his waist, with the glory that belonged to his old father, and promised with a smile: "Yes, that's the third girl in my family." ”