After picking up the daughter of the lucky star, the whole village prospered

Uncle Jiang was scolding his great-grandson in the yard. "You little bastard! If you don't wear Fangjiewa for a day! If you take out the cotton to exchange for sugar, I will wring your ears off!"

Jiang Sanlang patted Chaimen: "Uncle."

Uncle Jiang was taken aback, and hurried over to open the door, "Oh, it's Saburo, come in!"

Jiang Sanlang walked into the yard and asked, "Uncle, haven't you been kidnapped here?"

"Ah? No." Uncle Jiang dragged Jiang Sanlang into the room, "But I've heard people say about it, why, where have you been kidnapped?"

Jiang Sanlang nodded, stopped walking and said: "Uncle, to be honest, our family just escaped from the bandits, and I want to stay with you for a while, is it convenient?"

Uncle Jiang said angrily: "What's the inconvenience? I'm your uncle, you can stay here for as long as you want. Come on, I'll ask your cousin to make room for you."

He has always owed his younger brother in his heart, just because his wife was unvirtuous, so he forced his brother away and asked him to go out and set up his own family.

Although this matter has passed for many years, his wife has passed away, and the gap between the two families has long been eliminated, but the guilt in my heart is still indelible.

Turning around to the eldest son who heard the sound, he said, "Hurry up and make room for your uncle. There are too many of them, so they won't be able to move in."

Jiang Jiu responded, greeted Jiang Sanlang, and asked his wife and children to clean up the house.

Jiang Sanlang: "There are a dozen of us in our family, and my daughter's husband's family. I will trouble you, uncle."

"Sanlang, you are too far-fetched. Why bother? What about your father and the others? Hurry up and call them over." Uncle Jiang looked outside the door.

"They are all outside the village, I'll call them now," Jiang Sanlang said.

"Okay, I'll go with you." Uncle Jiang followed Jiang Sanlang out of the courtyard and hurried out of the village.

When the two brothers met, they sighed again.

Uncle Jiang walked home with his younger brother Jiang Laohan's hand, and comforted him: "Don't worry, the rogues can't reach our poor mountain valley, you just stay here, and it won't be too late to go back when the imperial court sends troops to drive them away."

A group of people walked into Uncle Jiang's house, and Jiang Jiu had already asked his wife and children to clean up several rooms.

Jiang Jiu is in his 40s this year, his two sons are married, and his grandson is several years old.

Considering the large population of his uncle's family, he asked his son to give up the newly built house for his uncle's family to live in temporarily.

There are three rooms in the new house, plus two side rooms.

Mrs. Wen shared a room with her daughter Wen Shu and a nanny, and Ying Bao shared a room with her parents, brother and puppy.

Grandma Jiang Liushi shares a room with her uncle Zhou Shi, second uncle Yanru, and Dani Erni.

Jiang Dalang took his eldest son, second son, and youngest son, and lived in a room with Jiang Erlang, Huzi, Wei Zhan, and Wen Fu, a servant of Mrs. Wen's family.

Everyone finally had a place to rest, and they just lay down and couldn't get up.

Yingbao was also very tired, she didn't even eat dinner, and fell asleep on the kang.

This sleep will sleep until the next morning.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt that the sky was bright, and the two younger brothers beside me were still sleeping soundly, and my parents were no longer on the kang.

Ying Bao still didn't want to move, she lay down on the kang and looked around.

The house seems to be newly built, the grass tendons and yellow mud plastered on the walls are very bright, the window lattices are also new, and even the smell of tung oil has not dissipated.

But there are few decent pieces of furniture in the house. It is estimated that the owner's family is not rich.

After a while, Yingbao got up, put on her coat, went down to find her shoes and put them on.

The thick mud on the soles of the shoes has been scraped off, and the uppers have been baked dry. It must have been done by A Niang early in the morning.

After leaving the house, the sky was clear and the sun had already risen to the treetops.

The uncle, the second aunt, and the mother are working in the kitchen, and Uncle Jiang's daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law are talking to them.

Yingbao went to the hut outside and came back, and saw Yoyo surrounded by several children.

Among these children, there are not only Uncle Jiang's great-grandson, but also several neighbor children.

Grandpa Jiang's great-grandson Yingbao knew each other because they had been to Dongchen Village when their second uncle got married. One was Jiang Chong and the other Jiang Mao.

Youyou saw Yingbao, and immediately stomped her hooves excitedly.

Yingbao walked over, patted its head, untied the rope, and led it outside.

"Little aunt, can I ride it?" five-year-old Jiang Mao asked timidly.He had seen this little aunt ride a deer, so he really wanted to ride it.

Yingbao: "It doesn't have a saddle, so it can't be ridden."

Seeing Jiang's face slumped, he said again: "I'll put a saddle on it before I ride it for you. It's hungry now and wants to eat grass."

Jiang Mao's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly.

Yingbao led the deer out of the yard, and several children followed behind like tails. It was not convenient for her to get some green sprouts from the cave for you to eat.

However, I can use my bag as a cover and feed some wheat from the cave, these children should not be able to see anything.

Yingbao glanced at the children behind him, took out a handful of wheat from the bag, and handed it to Xiaolu's mouth, letting him lick it slowly.

"Why do you feed it wheat?" A child wondered, "Didn't your father beat you?"

Before Yingbao could speak, his seven-year-old nephew, Jiang Chong, said, "Third Grandpa wouldn't beat my little aunt."

The neighbor's child was puzzled: "Why? She dares to waste food, but doesn't her father care?"

If he dares to do this, his parents will definitely open his ass.

"Hmph! Little aunt is a little fairy, let alone feeding the deer wheat, even if feeding the deer dry rice, the third grandpa would not beat her!"

Jiang Chong has been to the third grandpa's house twice, and each time he heard people talking about his little aunt as a little fairy boy.

Even the great-grandfather said that the cotton and golden ears he grew were given by Fairy Tong, which is why he built several new houses.

Since the little aunt is a fairy boy, no matter what she does, she is allowed, Jiang Chong understands that.

Cherry Treasure: ...

Well, whatever he said, anyway, he was used to numbness.

When the other children heard this, they couldn't help secretly looking at the girl in front of them.

Not to mention, it seems that they are really different from ordinary children.

The children felt admiration immediately, and they even took it easy to pant while walking, for fear of disturbing the little fairy boy.

Look at Jiang Chong and Jiang Mao again, they followed closely behind Ying Bao in a high spirited manner, with their chins raised high, like two proud little roosters.

After releasing feces and urine for Yoyo, and finding a small pond for the deer to drink water, Yingbao led it back.

Suddenly, many people poured into the village. They staggered, their bodies were dirty, and they carried bamboo baskets and bedding on their backs, like refugees from afar.

"Sakura Treasure! Treasure Treasure Ying!" A person saw her and Xiaolu from a distance and ran over quickly.

"Uncle Chen Yin?" Ying Bao finally recognized that the man running over was Chen Yin, the second son of Chen Cunzheng.

He was unkempt, his clothes were muddy, and he didn't even have any shoes on his feet.

Chen Yin rushed over, hugged Yingbao and cried loudly: "I found you... woo woo woo... Hurry up and save my father..."

Then Yingbao was brought to Chen Sanyou by Chen Yin.

At this time, Chen Sanyou was leaning on the eldest son, his eyes were closed and his teeth were clenched, his complexion was sallow and his limbs were twitching.

Yingbao felt his pulse, then took a look at his eyelids, and said, "Grandpa Chen San has had a stroke."

"Ah?" Chen Yin was dumbfounded when he heard it, and couldn't help crying again, plopping and kneeling in front of Chen Sanyou: "Father! Father..."

Ying Bao pushed Chen Yin: "Don't get in the way, I'm going to treat him with blood pricking."