Reborn As A Lucky Girl

When Mrs. Xue heard this, she was startled. The needle on the sole of her shoe poked into her hand, and her fingers were pricked with blood. Xiaoxueer exclaimed, "milk, do you hurt?"

Mrs. Xue immediately put her fingers in her mouth, sucked a few times, and smiled carelessly, "the milk skin is rough, the meat is thick, and it doesn't hurt."

Rural women who haven't sewed clothes and whose fingers haven't been poked by needles have direct blood. She's used to it.

Mrs. Xue regarded this as a normal thing, but Xue Xueer was a little sad. She leaned over to blow on her injured finger and said, "milk, I'll give you a shout."

Her pink cheeks puffed up like a lovely little puffer fish. She was trying to blow her own air. She was so cute that Mrs. Xue felt soft and touched her granddaughter's head.

When her mouth was dry, the little girl stopped and looked at her with big watery eyes.

Mrs. Xue's face under the light was so kind, but her voice was very serious, "Xiao Xueer, who taught you those words just now?"

She could not imagine that such words came from a three-year-old child. Did the child have such ideas at a young age?

Xue Xueer's eyes flashed slightly. She couldn't help grasping her palm and looking at her with innocent big eyes. "Milk, last time I went to town with brother Qing'an, I saw many people doing business and making a lot of money. Brother Qing'an gave them all his money. We can also do business!"

The little girl looked eager to try, as if she was looking forward to it.

Old lady Xue suddenly realized that she saw it last time she went to town. No wonder. It's estimated that Qing'an told her. The little girl has always been smart. Of course she can remember it.

Although it's a whim, it makes sense. The boss has worked for so many years and should be able to get started quickly. Even with less capital, his family doesn't have that connection.

It's troublesome to open a shop in the city. What license do you have to get? In short, it's not an ordinary thing.

Mrs. Xue hesitated and didn't make up her mind for a long time. She just looked at her granddaughter and gently stroked her big hand, "Xiao Xueer, let the milk think about it. Wait until your uncle has an eyebrow."

Xiaoxue'er nodded. Mrs. Xue, a farmer all her life, probably hasn't seen much of the outside world. It's an unknown field. It's natural to have conflicts. Uncle should say hello and respect uncle's opinions,

She secretly made up her mind that when she became rich, she must take her family to travel outside and see the prosperity of the imperial capital.

Mrs. Xue and Mr. Xue tried their best to hide it. No one mentioned it. When Chen Honglian asked for leave at dinner, they were fooled by him.

As the Chinese New Year approached, every family was busy and rushed to work after dinner.

But no matter how busy they are, the Xue family will wait until the little girl is cleaned up and start the day's work.

Three little children watched their parents leave. Xue Laowu was at the end. Suddenly, he spread his hands. Several little guys immediately shouted.

"Uncle Wu, it's a little Dragonfly!"

Children's eyes show a strong love. They are all playful ages. They can't resist such interesting little things.

In the palm of Xue Laowu's hand was placed a lovely bamboo dragonfly, with a emerald green body, a long and straight beard and two big eyes. It was as vivid as flying in the next second.

Xue Xueer's mouth opened wide in surprise. Uncle Wu's craftsmanship became more and more exquisite. He made it better and better every time. If it were put in modern times, he would be about to participate in the competition.

She carefully picked it up for fear of breaking the wings of the little dragonfly, and carefully said, "thank you, fifth uncle."

Xue Laowu smiled with satisfaction. Although the two boys coveted, they didn't say anything. Uncle Wu was tired enough to work in the field every day and had to do these gadgets. They were all big children. They didn't play for a long time. They couldn't rob their sister or increase the burden on Uncle Wu.

The two children are very sensible. Xue Xiaowan's eyes flashed gloomily on one side, but she didn't say anything. Her sister is the youngest. She is a sister and wants to let her sister.