Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

"One...two...three..."

Jiang Miaomiao is catching small insects on the ground.

One... two...

King Jing squatted beside the little cub, watching her put the snails one by one into the bamboo tube.

He asked the little girl curiously, "Miaomiao, aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Miaomiao shook her head, "I'm not afraid, I want to catch it and feed it to Qiuqiu."

The little guy caught a big snail and waved it in front of his eyes.

King Jing's brow twitched.

Tweet?

Is it the little red bird that Cao Jiayue has been longing for?

He remembered that the bird's color was strange.

I thought it was unique to Jiangzhou, but apart from that one, I've never seen another one.

"Hey! A puppy..."

Jiang Miaomiao felt something furry next to her hand, as if something was rubbing against her.

Looking down, I saw a small, fluffy black and white dog.

Very endearing, adorably silly.

The puppy seemed to smell the fragrance from her little cloth bag and kept rubbing against her.

Jiang Miaomiao then took out a piece of dried meat and gave it to her.

This dog reminded her of Jiang Xiaobai when she was little; she was just as adorable.

However, Little White grew even faster than her. Before she could even hug the little wolf cub, it had already grown taller than her.

"Uncle Jing, I want to hug it."

"Okay, I'll help you." King Jing lifted her onto the rock and then put the puppy in her arms.

Even though the puppy is small, it feels big in a little puppy's arms.

The child and the dog are both eating jerky.

My mouth is watering just looking at it.

Prince Jing wore a maternal smile as he wiped her drool.

"Yuanxi... Yuanxi..."

"Yuanxi, where are you?"

Jiang Zijin looked around, ringing a bell as she searched and called out...

Then he walked straight in the direction of King Jing.

The guards were itching to make their move.

However, before he could get close, Xi'er stopped him.

Xi'er didn't recognize her. The girl in front of her looked to be about ten years old, with delicate features and a very dignified appearance.

They're probably not a bad person.

He withdrew his hand. "Would the young lady like to go over there to admire the flowers?"

Jiang Zijin recognized her; she was the maid who had accompanied Jiang Miaomiao and her brother to the rouge shop that day.

"My dog ​​has run away. Have you seen him, sister? He's a black and white puppy."

"Yes, it's over there. I'll take you there." Xi'er remembered the dog that had just walked past her feet.

It's very small.

She's currently in her master's arms.

It would be better for her to lead the group herself, so as not to offend Prince Jing.

Jiang Zijin was overjoyed.

She had just bought this from a woman for a hefty sum, spending a considerable amount of her money.

It's true that kids love pets.

"Girl, the dog's owner has arrived."

When Jiang Miaomiao looked up, she saw Xi'er standing in front of her, with Jiang Zijin smiling behind her.

They looked at each other for a while.

The little girl was petting the puppy with one hand and holding a piece of jerky in the other, staring at her with her mouth wide open.

This adorable dog is hers!

Jiang Zijin, however, still smiled brightly and sweetly called out, "Fifth Sister, it's you!"

Jiang Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, and the hairs on her body stood on end.

She glanced at the dog in her arms, which seemed not to recognize her and was only focused on eating its jerky.

Upon hearing the name "Fifth Sister," Xi'er immediately became alert and stood beside her young master.

She really wanted to slap herself twice.

I didn't even recognize the family across the street.

Fortunately, Prince Jing was there, so Jiang Zijin probably wouldn't dare to do anything to the young master.

Then Jiang Zijin said, "Since Fifth Sister likes Yuanxi, then let's play with it a little longer."

I'm not playing anymore, what's the point of playing anymore?

I'm not in the mood to play.

"Uncle Jing, my legs are numb." Jiang Miaomiao looked at Jing Wang and gestured for him to take the puppy away.

Just as King Jing was about to reach out, he saw Jiang Zijin take the puppy off the little girl's arms and say softly to her, "Fifth sister, how about I rub it for you?"

The little cub shook its head repeatedly.

Green tea... such good tea...

Could it be that Jiang Zijin fell for King Jing because of this?

King Jing was somewhat surprised to see the little girl in front of him looking at him with the kind and loving older sister expression.

Wasn't the Jiang family known for its discord among wives and concubines? When did these two sisters become so harmonious?

But then I thought about it again, and the two girls are sisters after all, and they are still children, especially Miaomiao, who is so young and probably doesn't understand the grudges between adults.

He asked her, "Are you the third daughter of the Jiang family?"

Jiang Zijin nodded. "Who is this brother, and why do you recognize me?"

"I am a good friend of your two elder brothers..."

Prince Jing felt that the generational order was a bit messy, but it didn't matter, as long as Xiao Miaomiao didn't make him and Xue'er have different generations.

Jiang Miaomiao: ……

Wasn't it obvious when she just called him "Uncle Jing"?

"Uncle Jing, I want to get down." She stretched out her little hand to Prince Jing.

But Jiang Zijin beat her to it, rushing over and picking her up. "Can I hug you, little sister? You're so cute."

She had a lovestruck expression on her face.

Jiang Miaomiao: ……

Good heavens! They actually used her as a tool to snag a rich husband.

Jiang Zijin felt as if she were holding a small, heavy stone in her arms.

The little stone was still restless, twisting and turning.

She was still smiling, but in her heart she wished she could throw the little brat away.

What did they eat to weigh so much?

Jiang Miaomiao stopped moving and stayed still, clinging to her neck and refusing to let go, just to see if her arms would get tired.

Jiang Zijin patiently adopted the demeanor of a good older sister, insisting on holding the baby in her arms, and asked with a smile, "What were Miaomiao and her brother playing just now?"

"Third sister, you should call him uncle, not brother..." Jiang Miaomiao corrected.

Jiang Zijin's smile froze for a moment.

You little brat, why are you calling him "uncle"? How can she call Prince Jing "uncle"?

She gave an awkward smile and said, "Whatever Fifth Sister says, we'll call her."

Jiang Miaomiao took out a small bamboo tube and shook it. "I'm playing with this. Does Third Sister want to play too?"

Jiang Zijin nodded.

I was wondering why Prince Jing had taken a liking to playing with crickets, since he used to say that such playthings were a waste of time and energy.

Then I felt a cool sensation on my hands and face.

"Third sister, look at my new pets! I've picked up so many!"

"Ah... an insect!"

Jiang Zijin screamed in fright and slapped the snails off her hands and face.

She felt the snail fall down her neck; it was so cold…

"Quick, quick, help me get it off... Waaaaah..."

Just as the baby was about to be born, Prince Jing and Xi'er rushed over to catch her.

The guards around them were also sweating bullets, but seeing the little maid's skill, they withdrew their outstretched feet.

Jiang Miaomiao eventually ended up in Xi'er's arms, who was a few steps away from the former King Jing.

Prince Jing picked up the cub and looked her over. "Is Miaomiao alright? Was she frightened?"

Jiang Miaomiao stared blankly at her third sister, who was gesticulating wildly and in a very strange posture.

Xi'er said, "Third Miss, let me help you."

Then he rushed over and slapped the person's body and hands a few times...

"Alright, he's dead."

Then they pulled a dead snail out from the back of Jiang Zijin's neck...

……