The peasant woman's three fists hurt a little

Chapter 1127
Cinnamon naturally doesn't care about the rice at all.

During the period of weaning, Guixiang would go to see the rice early in the morning before going to the mountains.

Rice goes to bed late at night and wakes up late in the morning.

When Guixiang came, Rice didn't wake up.

Half a month passed quickly.

Guixiang and Rice met again, and Rice was very happy playing with toys.Seeing Guixiang coming, she flattened her mouth and burst into tears with a wow.

Cry so sad!
The teardrop was as big as a bean, and it fell down rustlingly.

Rice's little head rested on Guixiang's shoulder, sobbing and choking after crying, but she didn't let go.

Aunt Ashan sighed.

"It really is a mother and daughter! When I see my mother, I cry like this. These days, Dami is like a normal person. Now I can't do it when I see you."

Crying became a tearful person.

Guixiang smiled, but didn't speak.

The weather is gradually getting colder, and it seems that it will be winter, and Guixiang will not go up the mountain anymore.Aunt Ah Shan won't be worried.

I come to Aunt Ah Shan's house all day to talk, and come out with rice for a walk.Or busy with the little things at home.

Rice has already started to learn to walk, but she still can't walk steadily.Climbing is very neat.

Yang Cuihua's house has been repaired, and the villagers are invited to have dinner.Naturally, it's not just people who make good friends.All the relatives in the village came.

Members are given less money, after all, it is not really a new house, it is just a refurbishment.

Meals are also averagely prepared.

Yang Cuihua is a chef in the first place, so she naturally cooks noodles well.The menu is not expensive, but it doesn't feel shabby either.

Everyone ate, men and women sat separately, Gui Xiang saw that everyone was not easy to talk to.I was afraid of that sentence, something was wrong, and I was going to be beaten.All whispered.

Seeing this situation, Guixiang didn't say much, and went home with the rice in her arms, and came back for dinner in the evening.

Aunt Ashan paid attention to Guixiang, and hurriedly said to Hehua.

"You also go to accompany Guixiang. You young people have something to talk about."

He Hua hurried to help Gui Xiang bring the rice.

Zhong Song said with a smile after hearing Aunt Ah Shan's words.

"You're talking nonsense with your eyes open!"

There are topics for young people, but Guixiang is not an ordinary young person.Only Tong Shengyu is the most talked about in Guixiang.

Others would more or less choke to death on Gui Xiang's uprightness.

Gui Xiang and He Hua had just returned home with rice when they saw a figure at the door.It was the sheep seller and her daughter whom I had seen once.

The little girl had a light blue headband tied on her head, and she looked a little delicate.

Seeing cinnamon and lotus, the mother and daughter stood up, the woman was a little embarrassed, and when she saw cinnamon, her complexion was a little ugly.

The girl next to her was not afraid to introduce herself and said.

"We are from the other side of the mountain and want to buy pheasants. Please Mrs. Wei sell some pheasants to our family."

This was said to the lotus.

Subconsciously, the little girl and the woman did not want to offend Wang Guixiang.But I heard that the Wei family is very rich, so they must wear the best clothes.Definitely not the one who holds the baby.

After all, it's people who are chasing people!

Neither the mother nor the daughter thought that the rice would be so strong that after weaning, it would be very sticky to the cinnamon.Don't want to leave the cinnamon at all.

I haven't seen each other for 1 minute, and I have to make a fuss.

Even if you don't eat milk, the rice should follow the cinnamon.This temperament is similar to Sheng Yu's, they both like to cling to people!

Guixiang is also very happy. During the days of weaning, not only has Rice not forgotten herself, but her relationship has also improved.

So it was still Guixiang who came back holding the rice.The lotus wants to be hugged, but the rice doesn't.

(End of this chapter)