The heroine in a period novel became a group favorite after being read her mind

The two families could only get up reluctantly.

in their eyes.

Not providing his second brother Lin Zhuang and third brother Lin Min with a home, food and money would be a heinous crime. Who knew that Lin Dawei was an honest, kind and caring person at the beginning.

Now he is not as caring as before, so he is at fault.

The daughters-in-law of the two families were fighting and beating each other, as if Lin Dawei and his family owed them.

Mrs. Wang's second daughter-in-law, Xiaochun, and her eldest daughter-in-law, Xiaolan, got into a quarrel. They grabbed each other's hair and yelled and cursed for a while. The quarrel in the front yard was so loud that Zhang Miao joined in the fun.

"That's right." Fang Hongying came out and poured a basin of water. She rolled her eyes when she heard the noise and said in a moderate voice, "You really treat yourself as your own family. You don't do any work and just wait for others to serve you like an uncle."

Zhang Miao sneered, rarely saying anything against Fang Hongying.

Xiaochun and Xiaolan looked at each other and could only let go of their hands in embarrassment, pretending to clean up the room.

Lin Min took several members of his family to clean up the cabin in the back where Dani and Erni used to live. He asked his daughter-in-law Xiaoqiao to tidy up the house, and then he and his son squatted outside to roll cigarettes.

While sorting out the gifts she had brought, her daughter-in-law, Mrs. Su, yelled at her only granddaughter, pinching her from time to time. She looked more like an enemy than a granddaughter.

Dani and Erni felt a little bit the same after seeing it.

"Nai, I made an appointment with the boy who moved from the village to make a cage together. I'll come back for dinner in the evening."

Lin Xiangrong jumped off Wang Cuilan's lap, holding her arm and shaking her coquettishly: "If you come back late, you don't have to leave food for me."

The new guy in the village?

Wang Cuilan's brain started working rapidly, and she finally caught a person's figure.

It turned out to be the newly moved mother and son.

The village is small, and it doesn't take long for rumors to spread all over the place.

She nodded: "I will leave food for you. You have to remember that you are not allowed to go up the mountain alone, do you understand?"

Although her granddaughter can pick wild mushrooms and occasionally find some good things that can be sold for money, Wang Cuilan wants her granddaughter to be safe.

As long as her little Fuwa can grow up safely and happily, it doesn't matter if her family is poorer and doesn't have any extra livelihood.

I have loved my granddaughter for so many years.

Even if it was fake pain, it gave birth to real feelings.

Not to mention that Wang Cuilan really felt sorry for Lin Xiangrong, fearing that she might be in some danger or bad condition.

"I know, milk." Lin Xiangrong grabbed a roasted potato and put it in his pocket. The potato was not very big, and it was enough for a child of about ten years old to be slightly full.

moment.

Sitting on a stone slab under a big tree in the center of the village was a boy dressed in black. He was holding the vines he had found. There was a somewhat defective bowl next to him, which contained a bowl of water. He was obviously ready to drink it. of.

"I'm here." Lin Xiangrong ran over happily, a pair of black and shiny braids swaying.

She tried her best to jump up on the stone slab and stared at Lu Xiao happily with her round and big eyes: "Brother A Xiao, I've kept you waiting for a long time."

"It's okay. I just arrived. It's not a long wait." Lu Xiao shook his head lightly and quickly got to the point: "Let's make a cage."

"it is good."

Lin Xiangrong swung her legs, grabbed a vine in her hand, tied a bottom knot first, then worked out a rough model bit by bit, and gave some instructions to Lu Xiao, who had nimble fingers and quickly mastered it.

In about four to five ten minutes, one person teaches and the other learns, and a cage is properly woven.

"Be tight, otherwise small animals will open it with just one scratch. Don't make the opening too big, otherwise it won't be covered and they will jump out."

Getting closer to Lu Xiao, Lin Xiangrong gave instructions in a low voice. His fleshy chubby fingers and soft voice reminded Lu Xiao of his sister who died young.

His sister is also so soft and cute, and her voice is small and sweet.

Lu Xiao looked much gentler, looking down at Lin Xiangrong who was holding his arm, and couldn't help but touch her round head.

"Huh?" Lin Xiangrong tilted his head.

Why are you touching her head?Her big eyes were full of doubts, and she puffed up her face: "Brother A Xiao, why are you touching my head?"

"cough…"

Lu Xiao racked his brains to find a reason: "I saw that your head is round, which is different from other people's flat heads, so I touched it."

No matter how you look at her round head, she is cute. With two small ponytails and a pair of big, round eyes, she is simply the cutest little girl Lu Xiao has ever seen.

"Of course, this is what my mother specially gave me to sleep on. She said the round head is so beautiful!" Lin Xiangrong became proud, bumped Lu Xiao's shoulder with her head, and said coquettishly: "Do you want to touch it again? "

Lu Xiao's hands felt a little itchy.

This is yours to touch.

He reached out and touched two more hands.

It feels like going back to the time when my sister was clinging to my side and my mother wasn't so paranoid.

The atmosphere between them was warm and peaceful, as if a calm and cool stream of water was flowing through him, soothing the raging fire that had been burning in his heart.

Lu Xiao rolled his eyes: "Thank you, Rong'er."

"You're welcome, you are my only playmate!" Lin Xiangrong raised his head proudly: "So, I should treat you well!"

A straight ball flew over, making Lu Xiao dizzy.

His ears turned a little red and he patted Lin Xiangrong's head: "Keep making it up."

"Okay, make up a few more, we will put them in the mountains to catch prey, and keep the rest to sell." Lin Xiangrong calculated the time: "In two weeks at the latest, there will be an income. It may not be a lot, but It’s enough of a relief.”

"That's right." She took out the potatoes and plopped them with her little hands: "No."

"Potato?"

Or a baked potato.

This is for him?
Lu Xiao was slightly shocked: "For me?"

"Yes, eat it quickly. I see your hungry eyes are a little wandering." Lin Xiangrong stuffed potatoes into his hands and muttered: "I'll just give you this one."

Then he lowered his head and continued to weave the vines into a cage. After Lu Xiao finished eating in two or two bites, they quickly went up the mountain.

Lu Xiao took the initiative to carry several stacked cages on his back, holding the small Lin Xiangrong. Listening to her hum an unfamiliar nursery rhyme, his tense nerves were relieved a lot.

The mountain breeze was gentle and blowing slowly, and the sky seemed no longer as boring as before.

"Don't put it too close. It's better to put it farther away. Hang the food higher and cut it near the top so you can use it as bait."

The mountains are densely jungled.

Pheasants and hares and wild animals roam the mountains.

The two of them placed cages a little further apart. Lin Xiangrong explained it carefully. After Lu Xiao remembered it, he let him go and try it on his own.

Lu Xiao has very strong hands-on skills.

After reading it twice, he became familiar with it. He quickly pressed the cage in place and adjusted its position before he and Lin Xiangrong went down the mountain.

He patted Lin Xiangrong's head.

It is said that children from poor families have become parents early. A little girl of just over four years old can make cages, so she must have suffered a lot in life.

I heard a few words from people in the village that the Lin family is the most patriarchal. Although it is said that they are very good to this little girl, but how good can it be?

"Thank you."

"It's okay." Lin Xiangrong shook her head and smiled, showing her sweet dimples, "I will go to the town with my dad in a few days to have a look and let my dad calculate the approximate price. I will tell you then. elder brother."

After all, she was only over four years old. No matter how precocious and clever she was, she couldn't be too smart in front of outsiders. Her father had to tell her everything.

As for the town, you have to visit it in person. Only by looking at it yourself can you determine the market price and distribution situation.

(End of this chapter)