Seeing that his daughter was coaxed by the little brat's bag of snacks, Qin Shan was very tired: all the lessons he taught before were in vain!

Qin Xiaoxiao, who was happily holding the oil paper bag, didn't understand her old father's mood. She held her grandfather in one hand and her old father in the other, jumping forward. After walking for a while, she turned back and waved to the carriage.

, regardless of whether the people inside can see it or not.

"Silly girl!" Jing Heng snorted, his handsome eyebrows unable to hide his joy. It wasn't until the little figure completely disappeared from sight that the car window slowly lowered.

With the sound of a whip cracking through the air, the wheels slowly moved forward, carrying the owner all the way eastward.

When the villagers waiting at the west city gate saw the three masters of the Qin family, they hurriedly approached and asked, "Fifth uncle, who is Mr. Jing? When did your family know such a powerful person?"

The riot just now did not spread and cause irreparable consequences. Everyone knew that it was the credit of those dozen guards.

They were curious about where these dozen guards came from. After the riot subsided, they secretly paid attention to the whereabouts of the guards. They saw Jing Heng standing with the Qin family's ancestors and grandsons.

Anyone with eyes can see that Jing Heng’s background is unusual, but compared to Jing Heng’s background, they are more curious about how the Qin family got involved with such a noble son. Many people speculate that Jing Heng’s background is unusual.

Heng was willing to take action to quell the riot because of the Qin family's face.

"It's a long story, let's talk about it as we go." Mr. Qin was hit with a lot of questions. He knew that the more this matter was kept hidden, the easier it would be for random rumors to appear, so he didn't

I thought about hiding it.

"Yes, yes, yes, let's talk as we walk without wasting time." The villagers hurriedly pushed their wheelbarrows and followed Mr. Qin closely.

It was learned that the reason why the Qin family knew Jingheng, who had an extraordinary background, was because Qinshan took Qin Xiaoxiao to sell dates. When Jingheng took a fancy to Qin Xiaoxiao and wanted to buy it home as a playmate, the villagers were kind of listening.

The feeling of drama.

Thinking that Qin Xiaoxiao was good-looking, clever and well-behaved and really lovable, they felt that this kind of thing was not impossible. And apart from this reason, there seemed to be nothing that could bring two people with completely different backgrounds into a relationship.

"It seems that the person who helped prevent this riot was our smiling girl!" Looking at Qin Xiaoxiao, who was sitting on a wheelbarrow and almost unable to open her eyes, a villager made a good-natured joke.

When he heard someone calling him, Qin Xiaoxiao tried his best to open his eyes and looked at everyone with a blank expression, not knowing what happened.

Mr. Qin didn't want anyone to blame this matter on his granddaughter, even if it was just a joke: "What can a child under four years old know? Mr. Jing is kind-hearted and can't bear to see those people being bullied, so he came forward."

To help.”

Someone retorted: "Fifth uncle, you can't say that. If you hadn't brought Xiaoya here today, Mr. Jing would have walked away directly. No matter how big the trouble was, he wouldn't know!"

"In this way, this matter is indeed thanks to Xiaoyatou. It seems that our Xiaoyatou is a little lucky star, haha!"

"That's right, it's the Little Lucky Star. Without the Little Lucky Star, the fate of dozens of people in the dream will definitely be revealed."

"..."

The villagers already liked Qin Xiaoxiao, but when they found out that she was indeed closely related to the quelling of the riots, they began to praise her every word.

The village chief looked on with a smile, his eyes falling on Qin Xiaoxiao from time to time, and he also thought that this was a lucky child.

"Uncles, uncles, I didn't do anything." At first being surrounded by so many people and praising her, Qin Xiaoxiao was so frightened that most of her sleepiness was gone, and she quickly waved her hands to everyone, indicating that it was none of her business.

Mr. Qin touched his little granddaughter's head and scanned the faces of the villagers one by one: "It's just a coincidence. Xiaoxiao is still young and I can't bear your compliments."

The villagers thought that Mr. Qin was really worried about this, so they didn't catch Qin Xiaoxiao to praise him. Instead, they all praised "coincidence": "If something bad happens in the future, it will be a coincidence like today, and a powerful person will appear."

Enough."

Someone criticized: "Don't even think about such a good thing. Fortunately, the embroidered girl is here. She will know clearly if there is any bad thing if she has a prophetic dream. We can avoid it as much as we can like today."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's attention gradually shifted to Zhao Xiuxiu.

Someone asked tangledly: "Judging from today's incident, is Xiu Yatou's precognitive dream accurate or inaccurate?"

The villagers were really stumped by this question. To be fair, none of the terrible things in the precognitive dream happened; to be fair, a riot did occur and many people were injured.

After several back-and-forth discussions, most people believed that Zhao Xiuxiu's precognitive dream was accurate, but as long as one had the ability, one could prevent it from becoming reality.

Coming to this conclusion, the villagers are still grateful to Zhao Xiuxiu. They hope that she can predict any major events in the village in the future like this time, and at least allow them to take precautions and minimize the harm as much as possible.

The Qin family listened in silence, and no one expressed an opinion. Seeing Qin Xiaoxiao's little body swaying around and starting to doze off again, Mr. Qin asked her to lie down, took off his coat and covered her belly.

"Grandpa..." Qin Xiaoxiao murmured, his little head tilted and he fell asleep completely.

Mr. Qin smiled, pulled a handful of soft thatch from the roadside, tied it into a straw pillow and put it under Qin Xiaoxiao's head. Otherwise, his head would hurt after he woke up after bumping and bumping all the way back.

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When hundreds of people stepped into the boundary of Qingshan Village, the sky had already darkened. A large group of old, weak, women and children gathered at the entrance of the village, all facing the east and looking forward eagerly.

For fear of causing panic, yesterday the village chief reminded the villagers who knew about it not to tell anyone about the precognitive dream for the time being. Therefore, except for the heads of each family and those who deliver tax grains, no one knew what would happen to the grain depot today.

These old and weak women and children gathered at the entrance of the village. Not long after the food delivery person left, someone accidentally revealed the premonition dream. After the incident spread, the whole village was immersed in panic, fearing that their men would be implicated.

Go in.

The three women of the Qin family were also among them. Even if they knew that Qin Xiaoxiao was blessed and would protect her family, they could not completely feel at ease.

"Uncle, grandpa, they will all be fine."

Zhao Xiuxiu was also there. She wanted to see the villagers' gratitude to her, praise for her, and regard her as a benefactor at the first opportunity. She carefully hid her little thoughts and comforted Mrs. Miao obediently.

"Yes, your uncle and grandpa will be fine." Mrs. Miao was in need of comfort, and Zhao Xiuxiu's words undoubtedly reassured her a lot.

Zhao Cao'er curled her lips and whispered to Lin Qiuniang: "It's time like this. Don't forget to be a good boy. If you are smiling, dad and the others will be fine. There is no need for her to tell you."

There was a hint of sadness on Lin Qiuniang's face: "It's best that the hundreds of people who went this time come back safely."

Zhao Cao'er couldn't help but feel depressed when she thought about predicting the terrible situation in her dream, and she no longer had the intention to care about Zhao Xiuxiu's words and deeds.

"They're back, they're back!" I don't know who shouted, and everyone looked over at the same time, and saw a dark crowd not far away walking towards their direction, and everyone excitedly greeted them.

"Master, are you okay?" A woman with very fast feet rushed forward first. After discovering her man, she immediately ignored the presence of so many people. She touched the man from head to toe with her hands, making sure that there was not a hair missing.

Then she threw herself on the man and started sobbing.

"Why are you crying? It's not too shameful!" The man's face instantly turned red like a monkey's butt amid the good-natured laughter of other villagers. Fortunately, it was too dark and no one saw it.

When the other women rushed over, the remaining men received the same treatment and no longer cared about "making fun of" others.

"Dad, mother, woo woo~"

The adults' cries also infected many ignorant children. Seeing their mother holding their father crying sadly, they started crying too.

For a time, the cries of women and children spread far and wide along the lake...

Full of excitement, Zhao Xiuxiu watched helplessly as her moment of glory, which should have belonged to her, was disturbed by a group of women and children, and her mood was extremely bad for a while.

After finally finding the village chief in the crowd, she was about to give a subtle reminder to the village chief not to forget her contribution. Mr. Qin came to the village chief with Qin Xiaoxiao in his arms and asked him

If there is nothing else, he will go back first.

"It's okay, it's not too late to talk about anything tomorrow. You can take Xiaoxiao back home and have a rest!" The village chief touched Qin Xiaoxiao's head and waved his hand with a tired look.

He is over sixty years old, and his old bones have been broken by the fear he had suffered on this day.

Mr. Qin nodded, then hugged Qin Xiaoxiao and led the others towards home.

"Xiuxiu, why don't you leave?" Mrs. Miao walked a few steps and accidentally noticed that Zhao Xiuxiu didn't follow her, so she turned around and called out.

Zhao Xiuxiu, who had already stopped the village chief and was about to speak, said it was not the case, and it was not the case if she didn't say it. At the village chief's urging, she gritted her teeth bitterly, dropped the word "it's okay", and quickly

He followed the Qin family step by step.

The Qin family didn't know Zhao Xiuxiu's true purpose. After hearing from Mrs. Miao that she had been waiting at the head of the village all afternoon, they thought she was worried about everyone's safety, so her face looked better.

After returning home, Mrs. Miao and others brought the warm food in the pot to the dining table.

After two hours of journey, the Qin family's three masters were so hungry that their chests pressed against their backs. They did not mention what happened in the grain depot at the dinner table, but picked up their rice bowls and ate with big mouthfuls.

Qin Xiaoxiao didn't have much appetite, and she looked tired. After barely drinking half a bowl of custard, she pestered Lin Qiuniang to go back to the house to sleep.

Everyone thought she didn't sleep well on the bumpy wheelbarrow, so they coaxed her to eat a few mouthfuls of food. Seeing that she really couldn't eat anymore, Lin Qiuniang carried her back to the room, took off her outer clothes and stuffed her under the quilt.

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After a while, Qin Xiaoxiao fell asleep.

Lin Qiuniang returned to the dining table and asked with a smile while eating: "What did you do with a smile today? I see that she is very tired, even more tired than the first time she went to the city."

As soon as the Qin family father and son heard this, they remembered everything that happened in the grain depot and couldn't help but slow down their eating speed.

Qin Shan didn't want to talk about those bad things that affected his appetite, so he said vaguely: "I didn't do anything. I'm afraid I didn't sleep well last night and didn't take a break at noon, so I lacked sleep."

"She must be sleep deprived. Let her sleep more tomorrow." Lin Qiuniang knew that the man didn't want to say anything, so she agreed and didn't mention it again.

Zhao Xiuxiu, who originally wanted to hear it, was disappointed again, and could only eat her food in a depressed manner.

…

In the middle of the night, Lin Qiuniang, who had been sleeping well, suddenly woke up. She noticed that there was air leakage from one side, and knew that her daughter had kicked the quilt again. She quickly pulled the quilt up and covered her. Her fingers accidentally touched Qin Xiaoxiao's neck, and there was actually something there.

Boiling hot.

"Xiaoxiao!" Lin Qiuniang was startled, and hurriedly got up to touch her daughter's body. She found that her whole body was frighteningly hot, and she was so frightened that she started crying: "Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, wake up quickly, don't scare me!

"

Qin Xiaoxiao was already so dizzy from the fever that she couldn't hear her shouts at all.

"What's going on? What's going on with Xiaoxiao?" Lin Qiuniang's sharp cry woke up Qin Shan who was snoring loudly. When he learned that his daughter had a high fever and still couldn't wake up, her mind went blank.

"Xiaoxiao, dear baby, don't scare dad!" Qin Shan hugged Qin Xiaoxiao, who was all soft and soft, and tears suddenly burst out.
To be continued...