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

"sorry to bother you."

If it wasn't for the wrong place, Lu Xiao would have wanted to facepalm.

He is obviously ten years old. A dozen years ago, he would have been old enough to support a family. But now he has no money and no food at home. In order to feed his mother Ruan Qing, that pot of rabbit meat, Lu Xiao only chewed on the other thigh.

His younger brother died tragically, his younger sister died in infancy, his mother was driven back to his hometown, and his uncle's property was robbed. With all these things added together, how could Lu Xiao let go of his hatred?
But he had nothing to give in return.

He could only secretly make up his mind to give half of the money he earned to Lin Xiangrong.

returning a Favour many times more.

"It's okay, it's not too much trouble. I have to go to town anyway. This is just a way, you don't have to think too much." Lin Xiangrong said with a smile, looking cute.

Go around the town, it would be better if you can pick up the missing ones.

However, the two best relatives cannot know about this matter.

The profit was already small, but if she was interfered with again, how long would it take for her to open a clothing factory with her parents or move to a town?
Probably not possible in this life.

Lin Xiangrong had a pair of smart eyes with a slight smile.

When one looks into those eyes, it feels like entering a clear sky, surrounded by a peaceful atmosphere, and one can't help but relax.

These eyes are so beautiful.

Lu Xiao kept sighing.

"I'm home." Lin Xiangrong waved cheerfully after being sent to the door by Lu Xiao: "Don't forget, we will see if we have gained anything tomorrow evening."

She pointed to the mountain, but did not say the word "go up the mountain" at the door of her home, for fear of being overheard by her family members, who had good ears. Then she was brought up to Zhou Zhaodi to scold her.

"Okay." Lu Xiao nodded coldly: "I'll pick you up tomorrow."

"Uh-huh."

When he turned around and opened the door, a plot flashed through his mind. Lin Xiangrong paused slightly, stopped Lu Xiao from leaving, ran over and whispered in his ear for a while, then jumped back and ran back.

The courtyard was noisy.

Suddenly, thirteen people arrived. Even though the yard was not small, it felt crowded as soon as people moved around.

In the front yard, the men were chatting, a few boys stuck their butts out and played marbles, and a few girls were busy washing clothes and chopping firewood.

She pushed the door open, and there was a creak, attracting the attention of the people in the courtyard.

"Hey, my dear girl is back."

When Lin Yuannan saw his daughter, he bent down and stretched out his hand: "Here, give Dad a hug."

"dad!"

Being stared at by a group of people, the gaze was as penetrating as a laser, and his toes dug out of the three rooms and one living room unconsciously. Lin Xiangrong, who was about to find an excuse to run to the backyard, turned around automatically when he heard Lin Yuannan's voice. , and quickly ran into Lin Yuannan's arms.

Hugging his neck, he was lifted up high and spun around. Lin Xiangrong's smiling cheeks turned red, and he let out a series of joyful laughter. His calves swayed slightly, and he opened his hands in a dependent manner, making a 'flying' gesture. .

Lin Yuannan cooperatively lifted her daughter and spun her around before putting her down.

Does it hurt a girl so much?
Mrs. Wang's family and Lin Min's family stared blankly.

Unexpectedly, a girl who was worthless and could not carry on the family line would be picked up and spun around by Lin Yuannan, who was so precious.

You know, in their two families, the girl's status is the lowest. If she didn't get married and earn a betrothal gift to build a house for the boy and marry his wife, the girl would be thrown into the urinal and drowned if she took action.

Therefore, they naturally could not understand Lin Yuanan's behavior.

"Dad, what about my mom?"

The classic language of later generations'Dad, where is my mother? When the sound sounded, Lin Xiangrong opened his eyes and subconsciously looked for Zhou Zhaodi.

The girls in Wang Po and Lin Min's family are not easy to mess with.

Zhou Zhaodi has a gentle and honest nature, and is easily bullied. She needs to watch out and avoid being bullied. "Where's the backyard."

As soon as you come back, you know how to go to your mother. Is there anything you can't go to your father for?

Lin Yuannan was a little sour: "Why did you know to look for mom as soon as you came back? Can't you look for dad?"

looking for you?

However, your daughter is going to have the money to go to town in a few days. Do you have it?
Lin Xiangrong looked at Lin Yuannan tangledly, and asked tentatively: "Dad, I want to go into the town in a few days, and I want to ask mom for some money and permission. Can you... do that?"

Mainly because Lin Yuannan nodded in agreement, but she couldn't believe it.

Being a mother means being strong. In the past few years, Zhou Zhaodi has evolved from an honest person who dared not speak back when scolded or bullied to a smooth and independent person, just for the sake of her daughter. She has earned a lot of work points. He is not lazy in his work, which is valued by the captain, and he gradually has a say in the family.

Lao San's family and Lin Yuanan always discuss with Zhou Zhaodi to decide whatever they do, which shows how powerful Zhou Zhaodi is.

You stinky kid, what are you talking about? It’s okay to say this at home. It’s too embarrassing to say it outside.

But he had to admit that what his daughter said made sense. He agreed. Zhou Zhaodi, who loved his daughter dearly, might not necessarily agree. If he voted down, with his little temper, his daughter would definitely pester him to follow him secretly.

Lin Yuannan had a headache and hurriedly told his daughter Zhou Zhaodi's location, and then ran away for fear of being caught by her daughter.

He couldn't withstand two rounds of his daughter's coquettishness.

·"snort."

With a soft snort, Lin Xiangrong shook her braid and ran towards the backyard.

She ignored several boys who stood up to look at her, and even ignored the people around her. She said hello and ran away, mainly dodging whenever she could.

A backyard doesn’t have to be quiet in the front yard.

Three women perform a play, and if these five or six women come together, they can run a theater troupe.

The chattering was endless, and the quarrel was enough to make people's scalp numb.

"mom!"

I can't stand it anymore, it's too noisy.

Lin Xiangrong walked into the house like a gust of wind: "Mom, I want to go to town with my dad in a few days. Can you give me some money?"

Zhou Zhaodi, who was preparing extra quilts in the house to distribute to her third uncle Linmin's family, raised her head: "Why are you going to town?"

"I want to take a look."

Seeing Zhou Zhaodi folding the blanket, Lin Xiangrong happily ran over and took the initiative to help fold the blanket, but clumsily made the blanket more and more messy, and was finally picked up by Zhou Zhaodi and put aside.

"mom!"

"Mom, can I go?"

Like a small speaker, Lin Xiangrong opened his big bright eyes and looked at Zhou Zhaodi expectantly. The shining light in his eyes almost blinded Zhou Zhaodi.

Zhou Zhaodi wanted to refuse.

But thinking that my daughter had been talking about it for a long time, she must really want to go to the town, and her heart softened: "Okay, then you have to follow your father closely and not run around. Do you understand?"

"Mom is the best!"

Lin Xiangrong rushed over with a 'woohoo' sound, hugged Zhou Zhaodi and rubbed her against her, then jumped off the kang and ran out to tell Lin Yuannan the good news.

"This child."

Like a living treasure, I don’t know whose personality follows her. It’s obvious that neither she nor the head of the family has such a lively and active personality, so why does the daughter...

Zhou Zhaodi just thought about it and shook her head helplessly, but her heart was filled with joy. She liked her daughter's dependence and was even motivated by her daughter's dependence.

(End of this chapter)