The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

Bai Xiang's little hand was still on A Niang's belly.

You can't actually feel anything through the layer of clothes.

But her little hands still stroked again and again carefully, as if she could really touch the brother or sister living in her belly.

The dark eyes stared strangely at first, and then slowly curved into a crescent.

"Mother, I will love my brothers and sisters, and I will protect them."

Li Sulan leaned against her daughter's face, smiled, and choked up, "Okay."

In the yard, the rest of the people who were happily moving things were now standing in a half circle at the door of the main room.

There was a happy occasion at home, but everyone was so focused on the joy that they ignored the sensitivity of the situation.

The bigger reason was that, in their hearts, Bai Xiang had long been their own dear child, so they never thought about anything else and did not expect that Bai Xiang would be worried.

She was worried that they would not want her if they had their own children.

Mrs. Lin's eyes were red. She waved her hand and told the people standing there to disperse and go about their business.

She wiped the water stains from the corners of her eyes and walked into the main hall. Everything was as natural as usual. "Xiangbao, come here. Grandma will help you pick out cloth. You can wear new clothes during the New Year. I will make you two more jackets before the New Year!"

This time when I went to town, I bought a total of six pieces of cloth, two of which were gray and blue and resistant to dirt, to make clothes for the men in my family.

Two pieces of elegant plain lotus roots were used to sew skirts for the two daughters-in-law.

There are also two brightly colored ones, one royal blue and one bright green, both suitable for making children's clothes for babies.

Hearing grandma's call, the little girl immediately responded crisply, softly and obediently, "Grandma, I'll be right there!"

The adults returned to the yard and pretended to be busy, and smiles appeared in their eyes unconsciously.

Snow can be seen everywhere in winter, and the vast expanse of white exaggerates the bleak and cold feeling unique to winter.

That kind of desolation, however, could not permeate the small farmyard.

"Bai Xiang, Bai Xiang, come quickly! The chickens in the chicken coop are fighting!"

"Bai Xiang! Do you want the ducks to help you hatch the eggs? I'll leave two eggs for you!"

"Where is Xiao Baixiang, who always rushes to help his uncle sweep the snow? Hey, why can't I find him?"

"You are a healthy old man, and you still need a kid to help you sweep the snow? Get out of here! Baixiang, let's go! Grandpa will take you to the vegetable garden to cut cabbage!"

"Haha! Come on, come on! You all want me to accompany you, but I'm alone. Hi, I'm so busy!"

……

The fact that Li Sulan was pregnant could not be concealed in the village. Just the fact that there was a gossipy old lady named Li next door was enough for her to shout about it in the whole village.

Word spread quickly from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. Before the end of the year, the news had spread a hundred miles away.

Baixiangcao thus added another achievement to his record.

Drink Baixiang tea and you will get pregnant.

With the last few days before the New Year, orders from all over the country came in like snowflakes, and the whole family was so happy to get the money that they couldn't stop smiling.

The orders received so far alone are enough to keep the tea shop busy for a whole year.

Old man Jin's face was rosy every day. He put on a big coat, carried a fire basket, and went from house to house chatting. He made friends with all the old friends in the village with just his mouth.

As free and easy as a god.

The longer I stay in the village, the more comfortable and relaxed I feel this place is.

No need to be calculating, no need to be on guard all the time, no need for hypocritical social engagements.

Wearing a warm and dirt-resistant jacket, you can sit in the main room of any old friend's house, light a brazier, make a pot of tea, and have a plate of peanuts snatched from the workshop canteen, and chat all day long without stopping.

I heard this old friend happily say that his family was planning to buy two more acres of paddy fields next year, and I heard that old friend happily say that the money he earned had stored up enough food for his family to eat for most of the year. I also heard about which house the matchmaker had visited and how many marriages had been arranged among the young people in the village.

"We have five acres of angelica root planted at home, and all the relatives want some, so we have to harvest half an acre of land at once. Once the news of Dashan's wife's pregnancy spreads out, it's like a hornet's nest has been disturbed. All the distant relatives have sent people to ask for tea, either for their wife or for their daughter..." The old man of the Wang family was heartbroken, but he couldn't refuse the relatives who came to ask for tea, so he could only chat with a group of old men in private.

The old village chief pinched two peanuts and put them into his mouth. He took a light bite and they made a crunchy sound. They were fragrant and crispy.

He narrowed his eyes in satisfaction and snorted softly, "After all, those who come to my door are relatives of mine. Do you know who are the people who come to me? All the people in the surrounding villages are poor! Tell me, what is my relationship with them? When our Yuxi Village was not well developed, they looked down upon me and pretended not to see me. Hey, I am surprised, how can they have the nerve to come to my door and ask for tea with such a thick face?"

Mr. Jin chuckled, "Did you give it to him?"

"I've given it, how can I not give it? People live their whole lives hoping for a stable life and many children. They have come to me with such a thick face. If I refuse to give it, it will be like cutting off their descendants. I can't bear such a big sin." The old village chief said so, but he was very relaxed. He raised his chin slightly and was a little proud. "Forget it, don't worry about it. Who said that only Yuxi Village can grow Baixiang grass? Every household in our village has a more stable life day by day. Compared with the outside world, it is much better."

Old man Xu was also present. He was happily snatching peanuts from a few old men, but when he heard about the saying “more children, more blessings”, his face fell and he became depressed.

"More children, more blessings... this is too absolute," he shook his head, not knowing what he was thinking, he lowered his eyes and sighed, "For some people, having more children may not be a blessing."

"Brother Xu, what do you mean by that?" Mr. Jin wanted to strike up a friendly conversation, so he asked following his words.

A group of old men also came over, holding teacups and chewing peanuts.

Seeing this, Xu Hanzhang did not mince words and sighed, "You should all have heard of the name of Xiao Birang, the old general guarding the border. He had four sons, but all of them died young. He had a daughter in his middle age, but she disappeared at the young age of two. No one knows where she is, and no one knows whether she is alive or dead.

Is four sons and one daughter considered a large number of children? Unfortunately, we only see a large number of children, but not a large number of blessings.

Tsk, I thought Xiao Birang had done so many good deeds in this life, so he shouldn't have ended up like this. Did he do something wrong in his previous life? Then I thought that the sins of his previous life should have been paid off in the previous life, otherwise he wouldn't be able to reincarnate, and even if he did, he would only be reborn as an animal, so it's not his problem."

Sparks flew in the brazier, and a group of gray-haired old men shouted, "..."

Before Old Man Xu finished speaking, he smacked his lips and took a sip of tea, then continued slowly, "I'm a stubborn person. I can't sleep if I don't understand something, so I thought about it for three days and three nights, and finally I figured out the crux of the problem.

The problem was not with Xiao Birang, but with Emperor Xuanyuan, who was close to villains and far away from gentlemen, indulged flatterers in power, and was afraid that loyal ministers would become powerful and threaten the emperor. The Xiao family was not buried at the hands of the enemy, but at the hands of their loyal monarch.

He and his wife have managed to hold on until now, just because they still have a glimmer of hope in their hearts, hoping to find their lost daughter.

Humph, fortunately Emperor Xuanyuan died a few years earlier, otherwise Xiao Birang would have no bones left and would have been reduced to dust - um! "

Seven or eight hands stretched out from the side and all covered Old Man Xu's mouth.

Everyone was sweating profusely on their foreheads; the brazier was burning so fiercely that they didn't even feel warm.

Mr. Xu is really bold in what he says!

Fortunately, they are not such mean people, otherwise if they go and tell the secret, it would be Old Man Xu who would be the first to be crushed to ashes!