Don't mess with her, she is the god in charge of the golden finger!

The motorcycle business has indeed been difficult in recent years, but he doesn't know how to do anything else, so he can only drive it to earn a living.

Thinking of what Si Ling had just said to him, the eldest brother stood there staring at her back and the village for a long time before turning around and riding away on his motorcycle.

He remembered this kind girl and this beautiful village.

The beginning of spring every year is the time when farmers across the country start planting crops.

It is five o'clock in the afternoon and the weather is still a little cool. Si Ling stands on a small path with a good view and looks around.

Many familiar figures are busy in their own fields.

What they planted is not only one year's living security, but also hope for year after year.

Si Ling raised her eyes and looked at the ten acres of land that belonged to her family. Two figures who made her nose sore at the sight of them were busy working inside.

She has all the memories and emotions of the original body. She ignores the bad ones and accepts all the good ones.

Therefore, the current Si Ling is the Si Ling of this world, and the two people working in the fields are her dear parents.

Si Ling couldn't bear it any longer and ran out with a bunch of things.

"Dad! Mom! I'm back!"

Si Dayong, the father of Si who was digging holes for potatoes, shuddered all over, stood up and turned around in disbelief.

He Yan, the mother of the boss, who was squatting on the ground sorting potatoes for planting, also looked up in disbelief.

"Xiao Ling?"

"It's Xiaoling, she's back!"

When they saw clearly that the person standing in front of them was their daughter whom they had been thinking about day and night, they dropped the hoes and potatoes in their hands and ran towards Si Ling.

When He Yan came to Si Ling, she was already in tears, her eyes full of heartache and longing.

Her rough hands were covered in dirt and her body was covered in dust.

So when she reflexively stretched out her hands to hug Si Ling, she saw her dirty hands, then looked at her daughter who was prettier and cleaner than she was a year ago, and immediately withdrew her hands, rubbing them uncomfortably on her clothes.

"Why did you come back just now? How were you doing outside this past year? Were you bullied?"

Si Dayong stood aside and quietly wiped his tears. When he heard his wife say this, he quickly said, "The child has just come back, so don't talk about the past. Go home and prepare her favorite food."

"Xiao, Xiaoling, you go home with your mother first. I'll collect the things from the fields and then go back."

He Yan nodded repeatedly, knowing that now was not the time to say those words.

She was already content to have her baby daughter back.

As for where she went and what she did this year, they wouldn't ask unless their daughter told them.

As long as she comes back, nothing else matters.

"Xiao Ling, let's go home. Come, mom will carry the box for you. It looks heavy, and you are carrying it by yourself. Just stand over there and shout. Your dad and I can hear you, and we will go get it for you."

Looking at his parents who were extremely tolerant of him, Si Ling reached out and hugged them amid their surprise and shock.

Feeling her parents' bodies stiffen, Si Ling choked up and said, "I missed you. I am an unfilial daughter. I went out for so long without calling you, and I took so long to come back."

"Dad, Mom, I'm coming back this time and I won't leave again. I'll be with you every day from now on. Please don't think I'm annoying."

He Yan and Si Dayong looked at each other, and with red eyes, they carefully reached out to hug Si Ling, with only the words "I'm glad you're back, I'm glad you're back".

"Oh, Si Ling is back. Today is such a good day!"

"Brother and sister-in-law, you have finally come to an end. I told you that Si Ling would come back. It's just a matter of time."

"Xiao Ling, your parents have been waiting for you so hard. Come back this time and spend more time with them. When you go out in the future, remember to call them more often and come back to visit more often."

The neighbors and relatives who were busy around waited for Si Ling and his family of three to chat alone for a while before coming over to say all kinds of happy words.

Si Ling wiped the corners of his eyes and looked at his second uncle's family, who had been very kind to him since he was a child, as well as the uncles, aunts, grandparents in the village, and smiled.

"Uncle, Uncle Li, Grandma Qiao, I won't leave this time when I come back. I came back in a hurry today. After I settle down, I will treat everyone to a meal together. Then I will thank you all for taking care of my parents during my one year away."

Si Erqiang laughed: "You are still the same, little girl. Then your second uncle will not invite you to my house for dinner today. Tomorrow, tomorrow I will ask your second aunt to make your favorite braised spareribs. You must eat more then."

Uncle Li stroked his gray beard and smiled: "If I have to say thank you, I have to thank your parents for always taking care of me, a lonely person, hahahaha."

Grandma Qiao said with relief: "Grandma is happier to see you back than to see my grandson come back. Come home with your parents and come to my house when you have time."

There were also some uncles and aunts who started chatting with Si Ling, and everyone was happy about her return.

Si Ling took a look and found that there was no other young person in the village except her.

The people who stayed in the village were either the elderly or uncles and aunts who helped take care of the children at home.

Young people should all go out to work and earn money.

This is also the current situation in most rural areas. She can't control much in other places, but she will definitely change the current situation in her village.

"Then let's go home first." Si Ling looked obedient.

"go Go."

Under the gaze of a group of people, Si Ling and He Yan walked towards their home not far away.

Her house consists of three flat-floor rooms, one of which is a living room and kitchen, and the other two are bedrooms for her and her parents.

The bathroom, diagonally opposite the house, is a dry toilet built by the family.

Compared with the city, the conditions are indeed very simple. I have to carry a flashlight when I get up at night. There are only trees and bamboo forests all around, and it is a bit scary when the wind blows.

"Mom has been cleaning your room. It's very clean. Go lie down and take a rest. Mom will cook. It will be ready soon."

Si Ling looked at the simple and clean room, hugged He Yan's arm and said coquettishly: "Mom is the best, I love mom."

Oops, this person has done too much and is a bit pretentious, hahaha.

She didn't know why, but she just wanted to act like a spoiled brat in this world.

He Yan's face turned a little red due to Si Ling's passionate declaration of love, but the corners of her mouth were almost stretched to the back of her ears.

"I, I love you, too."

After saying this shyly, He Yan turned and went to the kitchen.

What love or not? Just listening to it makes my heart beat faster and I feel shy.

But listen, why is it so happy?

When Si Dayong came back from cleaning up the things in the fields, he saw his wife cooking and grinning at the same time.

"You, I haven't seen you smile like this in a long time. It turns out that your daughter is your treasure."

He Yan glared at him: "You are still the same."

How dare this person talk about her? Doesn't he see that he is also grinning with his teeth bared?