Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

"Gui Si, which child are you talking about?"

A middle-aged man standing in front of a window on the third floor of the liquor store watched for a long time but couldn't see any difference between the two children.

Wang Guisi pointed the person out to him: "That's her."

"Oh~" the middle-aged man Wang Zhechong stroked his beard and said, "Is it about the one with the onion stuck in your pig's nose?"

Wang Guisi: "Third uncle! I'm telling you something serious! She broke my Qianshan Yinshi and soundproofing sound without even practicing. Should we take her back?"

"Ah?" Wang Zhechong feigned surprise. "Why is that? Is the family so short of money that they're kidnapping someone else's child? This is not good, it's so immoral."

This is completely different from what I am saying.

"What? Uncle San, please be serious. I mean we should take her in as a disciple to prevent her from being used by others."

"Oh, so you're afraid of a child's talent and want to keep her under guard, but..." Wang Zhechong asked, puzzled. "Have you asked her? Does she want to be controlled by others for her entire life because of your fear, or even lose the opportunity to fully develop her talent?

Have you ever asked yourself: When you brought her back, did you hope that she would be a mediocre disciple, or did you hope that she would receive the best possible instruction?

If even you are so afraid, then the other disciples must be even more afraid. Do you think we should just ask the Grandfather to give the position of Patriarch to her, so that she won't harm the Wang family if she becomes successful?"

"This..." Wang Guisi was stunned. His third uncle was obviously speaking in a sarcastic way.

Wang Zhechong saw that he had reacted, and then he said leisurely with his hands behind his back, "Talented people are like crucian carp crossing the river. There are more than one or two people with talents superior to our Wang family. If one appears, we will take him into our pocket and keep him under guard. How is our Wang family different from the evil demons? Besides, is talent the only reason our Wang family has stood firm for thousands of years?

Guisi, when will your eyelids darken a little? If Uncle San uses a knife to cut your eyelids and eye bags, will it get better?

Wang Guisi, who was originally in deep thought, fled after hearing the last part. His third uncle really took out the knife!

Wang Zhechong looked at his back and gave up in dissatisfaction, muttering dissatisfiedly: "You poor, unfortunate kid with no vision, you don't even trust my craftsmanship. Logically, this is obviously feasible!"

Wang Zhechong took out a book on beauty and skin care and began to study it with great interest.

Speaking of which, that little girl should have her eyelids cut, her bones shaved, her nose adjusted, and her hair and skin cared for, then she would become beautiful.

Unfortunately, I am too young to do these things...

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Little Pei didn't know that someone was thinking about him. He was leaning against Waiya, drowsy.

The ox cart is so stable that it makes people feel sleepy.

Qian San was afraid that the two of them would fall asleep and get cold, so he had to drive the car while chatting with them. He talked about this and that, but there was nothing that could attract them. He just wanted to wake up the two sleepy children.

When getting off the bus, the child and Waiya were both annoyed with him.

I said goodbye angrily, but what I was thinking was never again!

What kind of adult wouldn't let anyone sleep?

Qian San: ...What kind of looks are those?

Of course, it's the look you give a bad guy.

After watching the bad guys leave, the child and Waiya returned to the village. Not long after they walked, they heard the sound of whips breaking through the air and the angry mooing of cows.

Then with a loud bang, the bad guy's car overturned.

Qian San was furious. He had known that the cow in the store was lazy, but he had never thought it could be so lazy. It would eat grass after walking a few steps along the way, but when there was no grass on the way back, it refused to move. He whipped it twice, and it lay down and let the cart overturn.

Qian San rolled several times in the snow: ...

At least it wasn't a cow that rolled away.

Qian San felt that he was stronger than an ox, but that was impossible. He didn't pay attention to what he bumped into. It was fine when he was lying down, but when he stood up, he started screaming "Ouch, ouch" while holding his ribs and fanning himself.

So he lay down again.

The child said to the cow: "What's wrong with you?"

Waiya said to him: "Are you okay?"

The cows were mooing, and everything was fine. Except for not wanting to go out, everything was fine. The car turned over straight and there was no damage.

Qian San cried out, "I'm fine now. Go and call someone for me. Erniu, you're so cruel! Are you going to send me to see Daniu?"

Waiya didn't know his cousin Qian Daniu, but he felt that this man had started talking nonsense, and it was probably quite serious.

"wait."

Waiya shouted as she ran, "He's dying. If we leave him alone, will someone find out?"

Qian San:?

What did you discover? Did you discover that you have no morals, or that he was hurt?

Of course, Waiya was afraid that others would find out that the two of them had left the village.

Pei Xiaohai understood immediately, but she still decided to intervene. Firstly, she had already discovered the money in her arms, and even if she was discovered, she could still save the pig blood. Secondly...

"That's not good. The cows will get frozen."

"That's true."

Qian San really wanted to ask them if they had ever thought about what would happen to people if the cows were frozen, but he didn't dare. He was in so much pain that he couldn't even cry out, and he was afraid that the two children would get angry and leave him alone.

"Who are we going to find?"

"Go find your second uncle."

The two children agreed and ran away without saying a word.

Qian San lay in the snow, trembling with one arm stretched out, crying miserably: "You must come back, ouch ouch, my rib fan~"

He is also lucky.

The children had originally planned to look for Yu Meng, but when Yu Meng came down the mountain and didn't see Waiya, he went to look for them.

When the two children came out of Liu Waizui's house, they met Liu's family and villagers who were looking for their elders all over the village.

That's right, look for Changsui. Changsui, who could no longer bear it, imitated the children and ran away from home, but he didn't take the pig and the cat with him. He ran away with a box of books, and no one knew where he went.

The Liu family had been searching for a long time and were surprised to see Pei. "Why are you out there? Have you seen your brother?"

The confused child told them: "I didn't see anything. I only saw Uncle Qian San, who had overturned his car. He was at the entrance of the village and was almost dead."

"Third Uncle Qian, which Third Uncle Qian?"

"The third brother of the eldest sister of the Pei family."

Pei Xiaohai was not very clear about the relationship between relatives, but he was able to make the adults understand.

Without asking any further questions, he quickly sent people to rescue them.

The little boy and Waiya led the way for them, so there was nothing else for them to do, so they tiptoed among the crowd to watch the fun.

The child was worried about herself at first, but later she found that the Liu family had no time to pay attention to her, so she was not too worried.

It was a bit cold, so I went home.

Liu Tongsheng was confused and cried out that he was hungry. Liu Lianhua came out of the house coughing, sat on the kitchen stool, and taught Pei Xiaohai how to light a fire and cook.

It went quite smoothly. The child cooked drinkable porridge for the first time and also made ginger sugar water for the villagers who came to help.

Perhaps because she was good at cooking pig food, she looked at the two pots with great pride.

Liu Lianhua took a nap and when she woke up she saw that there was so much rice and brown sugar in the pot that half of it had been boiled. Her face twitched, but she didn't say anything. She just asked the child to mix the two together and then add water.

When the ginger and sugar water was added and only a hint of sweet and spicy taste was left, and the rice porridge was thin, she continued to cook it until the water boiled again, and then asked her to serve it out and give each person a bowl of ginger and sugar porridge.

The child was not very happy. She had cooked something delicious, but after mixing everything together it became a mess. The porridge was not fragrant anymore and the sugar water was not sweet anymore. What was the point? Cooking was really boring.

But she knew that her words had no effect, so she still did as she was told.

The villagers were very happy. They usually praised Baifu and Changsui, but today they praised her, but with different words.

Don't praise her for being pretty and cute, or smart and clever, or saying that she will have a great future, or that you don't know what kind of person is worthy of these words.

They only said that she was hardworking, looked much more sensible than before, was well-behaved and honest, and would definitely marry into a good family in the future.

The child disliked such praise very much. If she hadn't had to use these bowls to eat in the future, she would have spit in them.

How could someone praise someone like this?

She didn't like anything they said.