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In the end, Jing Chunxi was the last one to get up. It was because the little glutinous rice dumpling secretly pinched her nose when no one was paying attention, and then she woke up because her hand with cold water droplets on it touched her.

Seeing that cousin Xi finally opened her sleepy eyes, but still looked confused and dazed, the little girl smiled from ear to ear and scratched her face with her little fingers to tease her: "Cousin Xi, shame on you, don't get up, lazy cat."

Who wants to be caught by such a fast claw? Little Dumpling also had his nose pinched. Jing Chunxi teased: "You are the lazy cat, always hiding on the cart and curled up to be lazy, like a little black cat."

"I'm not lazy. I got up a long time ago, right? Auntie." The little girl spoke in a long and baby voice. The two of them were having a great time playing and fighting. The others just smiled at them.

Only a carefree child of a few years old could laugh so happily at a time like this.

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"Hey! Where are the meat buns? Why are they all black flour buns?"

Zhuang's voice came over. She had clearly put the meat buns and black flour steamed buns together last night, but now all the meat buns were gone. Could it be that there was a thief in the house?

This scared away Jing Chunxi's still slightly drowsy sleepiness, and he quickly responded: "Aunt, I'm here."

Jing Chunxi quickly put his hands back into the quilt, searched and searched, found a bag of meat buns, and handed it over.

The little glutinous rice dumpling was quick to speak: "Cousin Xi also secretly ate meat buns at night."

Everyone:…

Jing Chunxi sat up with a somersault, pinched the little dumpling's face again, and explained, "Look, aunt, the advantage of putting the meat buns in the quilt is that they are still warm."

The little glutinous rice dumpling touched his nose, then touched his pinched face, and pouted angrily: "Get rich quickly~ Cousin Xi is bad!" His words were unclear, and everyone who heard it laughed. The little guy still knew how to talk about revenge.

Zhuang took the meat buns and said, "Xijie, hurry up and wash your face. You're the only one missing. The water is running for you. Come and eat quickly. Mingyue, take grandma's too."

Jing Mingyue held two meat buns in each hand, one for herself and one for her grandmother. If anyone passed one of them around, they would be shocked: "Why is it so hot?"

Then he looked at Jing Chunxi who was slowly putting on his shoes with a look of suspicion. The temperature of the meat buns was higher than his body temperature, which felt a bit strange, but there was indeed no stove in the room.

She thought it was impossible and shook her head again, then said, "How come I didn't know there were buns hidden in the quilt? Otherwise I would have eaten one too." She slept on the other side of Jing Chunxi last night, so if there were buns in the quilt, she should have been able to feel it.

Chu Chunxi quickly slid off the bed and ran towards the door: "I'm so anxious!"

I don't think even peeing can shut you up. Why don't you just ask "100,000 Whys"?

The buns were in the old lady's hands, and she held them for a long moment without saying a word. She naturally didn't believe they were from last night, as they were barely a quarter of an hour old. Besides, she'd been the one holding her granddaughter from the beginning! Even if she'd managed to break free, how could the buns, kept warm in the already crowded bunk bed, not be crushed into a meat patty after a night's sleep? How could they be so soft and round? And the person holding them was sleeping like a dead pig. Where had the buns been hidden?

Could it be that the child's butt is so hot that it can really reheat the meat buns?

When he came out of the piss bucket to wash his face, he saw that no one was questioning him anymore. Although everyone had suspicion in their eyes, Jing Chunxi finally breathed a sigh of relief. But he still made an excuse to go to his grandfather's house to deliver buns and slipped away first, fearing that they would bring it up again.

After returning, she took the meat bun handed to her by her cousin. Even without looking at her directly, she knew that although her grandmother was biting the bun in her mouth, she was looking at her with a curious look. Others had eaten the buns and were busy cleaning up. The doubts that had just arisen had disappeared.

Jing Chunxi was delighted to see this happen. He took a big bite and found the meat buns very fragrant: Hehe! Grandmother finally realized that if she believed in the fairy aunt like her mother in the future, she should be able to take out more of the good things in the space in moderation.

The little glutinous rice dumpling suddenly said at an inopportune moment: "It smells so good, even better than last night's. My cousin didn't fart, and there's no smell of feet."

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed until tears came out. They thought the little glutinous rice balls were so interesting. With children accompanying them along the way, the journey was always less boring and more fun.

Only their dormitory could produce such laughter. The rooms next door started to play and quarrel again, playing the melody of the early morning.

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"Madam! I just scraped off a lot of soot from the bottom of the pot. I'll give it to you." After finishing her meal, Zhuang was quietly waiting when she was suddenly stuffed with a warm packet by Tang Shuang. She was startled, "What for?"

Frosting pretended to be trembling and frightened, folding her arms around herself as she said, "A lot of people were brought in from the official road outside the courtyard, many of them wearing splints and shackles."

"Ah! How come you don't know fear, kid? Why are you running out so early in the morning?" The old lady scolded her, her tone like an elder talking to a younger one in the family, with a tone of disappointment and a little pity.

"A lot of people were standing at the door, chewing on their black-faced steamed buns. They were all sent here by officials from Dafeng County, so it was quite a big commotion.

I went to grab the pot bottom ash because I saw how aggressive they were. If I had gone a little later, they would have already grabbed all the ash. Even the wood ash that still had sparks was being snatched up by others!"

Old Concubine Qian: "Everyone is really scared! Didn't someone clamor for us to be alarmist yesterday? Now it's really interesting, no one is afraid of being embarrassed anymore."

After eating the meat buns, they smeared their faces with soot from the bottom of the pot.

They didn't go out until the officers outside called for a roll call. After a while, Silang came over and said that the old general had been placed on the cart, and then they all came out.

Walking at the back were Jing Chunxi and Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling. Jing Chunxi was naturally dawdling behind to collect the quilts and pillows, deliberately falling behind. Little Dumpling really liked Cousin Xi and the candies and milk slices she brought out, so he insisted on following.

"Sister Xi, why are you two dawdling? Grandpa and grandma are worried. Hurry up, don't look over there, just go straight to the front." Seeing that they were slow, Dalang turned back to wait for the two little ones.