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Recently, Xu Yan has gotten into the habit of going out for a walk after getting up every morning.

Since Xie Zhuo made breakfast today, she didn't go out. She planned to wait until the two kids finished breakfast before going out.

Although this place is a little far from the woods, it is very close to the river. The air by the river is probably pretty good in the morning.

Dabao and Xiaobao talked while they ate, but their speed was not slow. Basically, after ten minutes, they finished their meal and started to go to the kitchen to clean up the dishes.

Xu Yan cleaned the table and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes before walking to the river with the two kids.

Xu Yan had discovered before that the two children rarely went out. They basically stayed at home, playing with clay in a corner of the yard or playing with some small wooden carved toys in the house.

Of course, she understood.

After all, there are no other adults in Xie Zhuo's family. If the two children go out to play and get bumped into, no one will care.

The sun was already rising. After Xu Yan took three straw hats and locked the gate, the three of them walked towards the river together.

"Uncle San caught a big fish for us last time," Dabao opened his arms and gestured with an exaggerated length.

"That's amazing," Xu Yan said.

"Yes," Xiaobao nodded, "Uncle San is really awesome."

"The grilled fish made by Uncle San is delicious," Dabao continued, "Xiaobao and I ate a lot."

When he said "a lot", he opened his arms and gestured.

Xu Yan was so amused by his actions that he couldn't stop smiling.

"Aunt San, are we going fishing today?" Dabao asked.

"Hmm?" Xu Yan pushed back the hair that was blown to the corner of his lips by the wind.

"Fishing," Dabao looked up, "caught a big fish and will eat it when Uncle San comes back."

The suggestion is indeed good.

But Xu Yan knew that she didn't have the ability to do so. In her previous life, she had eaten a lot of fish, but she had never fished before.

The only time I do it myself is when I take the fish out of the fish tank in the supermarket.

"We're going fishing!"

Before Xu Yan said whether to fish or not, Xiaobao was already shouting excitedly beside him.

When they arrived at the creek, before Xu Yan could remind them not to get too close to the shore, Dabao and Xiaobao grabbed the corner of her clothes.

"Uncle San said we can't get too close, or we'll be washed away!"

Xu Yan: “…”

"Weren't you two the ones shouting the loudest just now?" Xu Yan looked down at them. "Now you change your expressions too quickly. Is this the special skill of your Xie family?"

Or was it your third uncle who taught you?

Dabao and Xiaobao didn't understand what special skill she was talking about, but they just remembered what Uncle San said.

Uncle San said that children should not go near the water when he is not around.

"You can't go. It's dangerous," Dabao repeated seriously.

"Okay, I won't go," Xu Yan didn't want to go either.

She took the two kids for a walk on the pebbles by the river, and when the sun got higher, she took them to rest under the shade of a tree.

I don’t know if all kids like to play digging in the soil, but after sitting under the tree for a while, Dabao and Xiaobao couldn’t sit still anymore and started digging and picking here and there.

Fortunately, Xu Yan brought a backpack and a shovel when he came out.

Her original plan was to go to the fields to help Xie Zhuo weed after strolling for a while, so that she could finish the work and go home before the sun rose fully.

Now seeing Dabao and the others digging the soil with their fingers, I gave them the small shovel.

"I'm going to dig a big earthworm," Dabao said, "and when Uncle San comes, I can use the earthworm to fish for food."

"Xiaobao wants one too," Xiaobao said from the side.

Xu Yan sat next to them and watched the two of them play.

I don’t know if it’s because the two little ones don’t play with kids of the same age very often, but Little Bao speaks very little. Although he is only a few months younger than Big Bao, his ability to express himself is not as good as Big Bao’s.

Many times, he would agree with Dabao after he finished speaking.

This is not a good sign.

Xu Yan observed the two of them for a while and decided that after he met Xie Zhuo, he would talk to him about sending the two children to school.

According to what she learned from the book, there is a primary school in Qingshan Brigade.

Although many villagers think that going to school is useless, it is better to go to the fields and earn a few work points.

But there are also some people who are relatively open-minded and think that no matter what, children must be taught to recognize a few words and cannot be left blind.

Others who send their children to school have more thoughts.

Those who can become village heads, secretaries, and accountants in the brigade are all literate. Those who are illiterate can only live a life of hard work. Every day, they are forced to work behind the village head, hoping that their children will suffer less in the future and become a village head or something.

Xu Yan was thinking seriously when he suddenly heard Dabao's voice.

"Aunt San, we didn't find any earthworms, but we found something hard," Dabao shouted.

Xu Yan came back to his senses instantly.

"Look, it's hard," Dabao poked it again with the shovel.

Xu Yan then stood up and squatted over to take a look.

The "hard thing" in Dabao's mouth was a small gray-brown box, and no one knew how long it had been buried there.

Xu Yan looked around and found that there was no one else around except the three of them.

"Come on, give the shovel to Aunt Three, and let Aunt Three see what it is."

Xu Yan took the shovel from Dabao and dug out the small box. She didn't know what was in the box, but it was quite heavy. She took some effort to get it out of the small pit.

"A small box," said Dabao.

"Well, a small box," Xu Yan followed, then noticed that Xiao Bao didn't say anything and looked at Xiao Bao again.

"Xiaobao, do you know what this is?"

"Small box," Xiaobao stared at the box for a while before speaking slowly.

The small box was locked, but the lock was completely rusted. If you touched it with your hand, you could twist off the reddish-brown rust.

Xu Yan looked at the box for a long time, but in the end he did not open it directly.

On the one hand, she didn't know what was in the box, and Dabao and Xiaobao were both here. If anything bad happened, she was afraid of scaring them.

On the other hand, it looked like the box had been buried for a long time. She had heard from her grandmother before that in those days, many wealthy landlords did not want to hand over their things, so they would find a place to bury them, wait until the storm had passed, and then find time to quietly dig them out.

Maybe this is some treasure buried by some local rich man.

When Xu Yan was staring at the small box, Dabao and Xiaobao also stared at her.

Just when Dabao was about to touch the lock with his fingers, Xu Yan stood up, glanced around, then dug a new hole next to an inconspicuous stone and buried the box in it.

I plan to deal with it after asking Xie Zhuo in the evening.

Xu Yan returned to the willow tree, refilled the mess dug by Dabao, and put in a few half-large pebbles before calling them to find Xie Zhuo in the field.

Dabao and Xiaobao have never been to the fields.

When they heard that Third Aunt was going to take them to the fields to find Third Uncle, their attention was immediately diverted.

We basically ran towards the fields singing along the way.

Xie Zhuo had not worked in the fields all morning and had already completed one third of the land assigned to him by the team leader. Compared to others, his speed was already quite fast, but it still seemed a bit slow to him.

He was afraid that Xu Yan would not be able to wait for him to come back at noon and would cook by herself.

Let’s put aside whether it tastes good or not, the main thing is… it’s unsafe.

The young educated youth was obviously spoiled in the city. He probably had little contact with earthen stoves and seemed to be a little afraid of fire.

There was so much smoke in the kitchen that day because she stuffed the firewood too deep into the chimney, blocking it. The smoke couldn't get out, so it could only come out into the kitchen.

Xie Zhuo raised his eyes to look at the sun, estimated the time in his mind, and moved faster.

He didn't think at all that Xu Yan couldn't even light a fire now, so how did she spend the past six months in Qingshan Brigade?

He was busy working on his work and didn't notice other people's voices. When he came to his senses, Dabao and Xiaobao were already standing on the ridge calling "Uncle San".