A fast-paced transmigration story set in a historical fiction era: The fox spirit is enjoying happin

Aunt Honghua came over to ask about Shen Mingrong's situation.

"Little Shrimp?" Aunt Honghua asked him in sign language, "Did you pay for your drink?"

She opened the money pouch she had sewn into her pants.

Little Shrimp shook his head: "She bought me the drink."

Aunt Honghua was very clever and immediately figured it out: "Did you take the photo just now?"

The little shrimp nodded.

When Aunt Honghua went inside to look for Shen Ajiao, Xiaoxia stopped her.

"Auntie, how is Mingrong? When is he coming back?"

Aunt Honghua: "I don't know yet, so I'll go ask Jiaojiao now."

The little shrimp took a step back, intending to wait for her outside.

Aunt Honghua felt very sorry for Xiaoxia. Six years ago, her sister and brother-in-law fell from a two-story bamboo scaffold while building a house. Before they could be taken to the hospital, both of them died, leaving behind ten-year-old mute Xiaoxia and an unfinished brick house.

Aunt Honghua paid for the brick house herself, but Xiaoxia refused to move in.

He lived in a thatched hut that was temporarily built when the house was being constructed.

Aunt Honghua wanted him to stay at her house, but he refused.

One rainy day, the thatched hut where Xiaoxia lived collapsed, and he was trapped inside. Unable to speak, he had no way to call for help.

Only his left hand was free and could still move. He gripped a wooden stick tightly, and finally, he managed to shake it.

All his hope for survival rested on that wooden stick; it was his silent cry in the despairing rainy night.

Xiaoxia hated himself more than once for not being able to speak. If he could speak, his parents wouldn't have died without ever hearing anyone call them "Mom" or "Dad."

That day, Shen Mingrong came down from the mountain wearing a straw raincoat, holding a half-dead wild rabbit in his hand.

He thought he had seen a large snake that was trying to scare him away with strange swaying movements, mistaking him for an enemy.

Then she realized that this didn't fit the snake's habits; snakes like to hide in their burrows during heavy rain and won't come out to get wet.

After observing for a while, Shen Mingrong sensed something was wrong and ran home to call Shen Ajiao out.

He told Shen Ajiao that there was a place where someone might be buried.

Shen Ajiao was extremely impatient at the time, and as she followed him out, she kept cursing, "If he hadn't been there, Shen Mingrong, you would be finished!"

Upon arriving at that strange place, Li Jiaojiao immediately knew who was buried there.

It was that little deaf boy from the village. She didn't know if Xiaoxia was mute or deaf, but she had never heard him speak, and he never responded to anyone.

They've always called him Little Deaf.

The little shrimp isn't deaf, it's just mute and can't speak.

He could hear it, but he didn't want to respond.

That was the only time he heard someone call him "little deaf man" and didn't get angry.

From then on, when Xiaoxia heard her call her deaf, she would just silently get angry and ignore her. She would no longer secretly destroy her toys like before. She treated her as an older sister she didn't like very much, and regarded Shen Mingrong as the older brother she admired the most.

Shen Ajiao and Shen Mingrong were so soaked by the heavy rain that they couldn't even open their eyes.

All she could do was shout "Little Deaf Man" from there, waiting for him to make some more noise so they could dig.

The two of them dug there for a long time but couldn't find the person. She asked Shen Mingrong, who was fast and not afraid of falling, to go to Aunt Honghua and ask more people to dig out the little deaf boy.

Aunt Honghua didn't even have time to put on a raincoat. She ran and shouted all the way, waking up all her relatives, and went to dig people out in the dark.

That rainy night, the torches couldn't be lit at all; the brightest light wasn't the moonlight, but the determined eyes of every person involved in the search.

Aunt Honghua was especially grateful that someone had found Xiaoxia. The main beam of the thatched house wasn't very big or heavy, but it was very dangerous for a ten-year-old child to be on it.

No matter what was said afterward, Aunt Honghua always let Xiaoxia stay at her house.

Little Shrimp is very smart and knows a lot. Aunt Honghua's son and the children of her relatives all like Little Shrimp very much.

They treated Xiaoxia like the boss and thought his sign language was really cool, so everyone was eager to learn it.

Xiao Xia followed Shen Mingrong around every day, and before long, all the children in the village regarded Shen Mingrong as the leader of their Xiahe Gang.

Shen Ajiao argued with Shen Mingrong many times about this matter, feeling that she could also be the leader.

Once, they had a heated argument and started fighting.

Shen Ajiao asked Xiaoxia to choose who he wanted to follow and who he wanted to be his boss.

Xiaoxia made a firm and swift choice to Shen Mingrong.

She then learned that Xiaoxia was mute, not deaf.

Enraged, Shen Ajiao demanded that her grandmother send her to school in town, vowing never to play with Shen Mingrong and his gang again.

Grandma Shen only asked her if she could take care of herself at school since all the schools in town were boarding schools.

Shen Ajiao nodded without hesitation.

From that moment on, Shen Ajiao treated all the children in Xiahe Village with hostility, feeling that they had betrayed her.

Being childish and headstrong, she didn't speak to Shen Mingrong for a whole year.

Shen Mingrong bowed his head and asked her to be the boss, but she ignored him.

He buried himself in his own books and did his own thing.

Seeing that the two were ignoring each other, Xiaoxia felt that she also bore some responsibility.

He never dared to look at Shen Ajiao when they were together.

"Jiaojiao, how is your brother?" Aunt Honghua asked her from outside the counter.

Li Jiaojiao was still using a feather duster to sweep away the dust.

"The doctor said his eyes could be cured, so Xiao Liu stayed with him at the provincial hospital for hospitalization."

"As long as I can be cured and can still see, that's good enough." Aunt Honghua's expression was as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

Over the years, she had come to regard Shen Mingrong as her own junior, and she was heartbroken to learn that something had happened to him.

"Auntie has five hundred here, I'll give it to you first."

Li Jiaojiao immediately returned it to her and came out from behind the counter.

"We have enough money for eye treatment; we've already paid the hospital. Don't worry, Aunt Honghua."

Aunt Honghua refused to accept the money, but insisted on giving it to her and then ran away.

That speed was unlike that of someone in their forties; before Li Jiaojiao could even react, the person had vanished.

"Wow, are all the people in this little world this fast?"

The same thing happened with Qiao Dong last time; he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Tuotuo: "Maybe it's because you've been exercising too much?"

Village chief Jin Youde led the village committee members on a patrol along the river.

He was afraid that the poison that Aunt Shen had secretly sprinkled would pollute the nearby soil and river.

The river next to us wasn't a source of water, but we couldn't let our guard down when it came to poison.

Even as darkness fell and visibility was extremely low, he and the village committee members were still searching for poison with flashlights.

What he feared most was that children would come and play with this, become curious about the poison, and then put it in their mouths.

Or perhaps the free-range cattle in the team ingested poison while grazing here.

In either case, he must not slack off.

The village committee members following behind him knew the matter was of great importance, but they still couldn't help but curse Aunt Shen in their hearts.

Why would you randomly spray poison?

We should also bring out Aunt Shen, the instigator, to help us find the poison.

"Village chief, I don't think we can search like this!" a slightly angry voice rang out.