Being able to farm: starting from moving to the village and picking up furry

Xia Qingyu was stunned for a moment when she was praised. She looked at the little kids who were adoring her.

I thought to myself, Tuan Tuan, you guys are overthinking it. Aunt Qi really doesn’t know how to deal with this.

The original owner's hair was secretly cut by the old woman Niu, and now it is only shoulder-length. She usually wears a cloth as a headscarf, not to mention her.

As soon as Tuantuan finished speaking, Zhufuman looked at Xia Qingyu and said, "Aunt, I didn't expect you to be so capable."

Yuanyuan also nodded and responded proudly, "Of course, don't you see whose Seventh Aunt she is?"

The brother and sister still remembered what their grandparents said, and whispered in their friend's ear: "My grandfather and my third and fourth uncles were all saved by my seventh aunt."

The more he listened, the more shocked he became. He exclaimed, "Oh my God, my aunt is simply like a god."

"Of course not, my Seventh Aunt is a fairy." Tuantuan said with a smile.

"Cough cough cough..."

Xia Qingyu was so surprised by their words of praise that she almost choked herself.

Without feeling embarrassed, Xia Qingyu said truthfully: "Aunt Qi doesn't know how to comb hair."

Now, Zhufu seemed to have found a companion and breathed a sigh of relief, "Haha, I can't do that either."

"Aunt Qi, are you telling the truth?"

At this moment, two unbelievable voices sounded at the same time, but there seemed to be surprise in the tone.

Xia Qingyu was a little puzzled. Why were Tuantuan and the others so happy when they heard that she didn't know how to do it?

Seeing the two of them looking at him with inquiring eyes, Xia Qingyu nodded gently, "Yeah."

If you can do it, you can do it. If you can’t do it, you can’t do it. There is nothing to hide.

"Aunt Qi, it would be better if you didn't do that."

Tuantuan said this, his head shaking, his eyes full of happiness, and even a strong look of expectation in his eyes.

This made Xia Qingyu a little curious, and she wondered what was going on in their little heads.

As if remembering something, Yuanyuan also agreed with her sister's point of view.

"My Seventh Aunt knows other magical skills. It's a good thing that she doesn't know them. After all, we still have my uncle."

What does this have to do with Li Yanxi?

Xia Qingyu felt helpless, shook his head, and stopped thinking about it.

Children's ideas are naturally wild and their imaginations are very open.

Tuantuan, who was thinking, let her brother tie her hair. She felt like she had a brain on her head and her heart was very excited.

"Brother, I'm thinking about what Aunt Qi said, and my head feels itchy."

Tuantuan said this while scratching his head unconsciously.

"Okay, don't worry, think about it slowly, I know you are busy, but don't pull your hair anymore.

Otherwise, when you go back, your dad will think you were bullied and blame me for not protecting you."

Yuanyuan said as she rubbed her sister's head.

My sister has always been very concerned about her hair, but now she has let it all fall apart.

Seeing this, Xia Qingyu did not interrupt Tuantuan's thinking, but answered her doubts in a timely manner and gave examples in words that Tuantuan and the others could understand.

Yuanyuan seemed to notice that her sister was very focused, so she didn't say anything else. Instead, she patiently pricked the little knot, again and again.

Seeing Yuanyuan's dexterity, Zhufu's eyes sparkled and he subconsciously learned from her.

It takes time to observe Xiaobai and the others, so Xia Qingyu and a few kids took the purslane they had picked and planned to go back to the yard first.

On the way, we met Jiang Xiaotang and others who were there to help build a house.

I saw Xia Qingyu holding some green leaves, and there were a few children around five or six years old following behind her.

Especially when I saw that half of Xiaobai’s face was swollen, and Dabai’s eyelids looked weird.

They were surprised to see that some parts of the cats and dogs' bodies were becoming more swollen and fluffy.

The snow-white fur was stained with light green juice, which looked very conspicuous, but the little black bear and the tabby cat did not notice it so clearly.

Zhu Ping'an saw this and his face jumped subconsciously.

The next second, she thought of her seventh brother's wife's special abilities, so she deliberately asked, "Qingyu, you're back? Are Xiaobai and the others okay?"