A stranger came to the village. It was said that he was exiled, which aroused the vigilance of the villagers.
That day, some people saw the village chief passing by, and some were worried that something might happen to the village chief, but in the end he left intact.
After discussing for less than half a month, Beihe Village was safe and sound, and everyone gradually relaxed their vigilance. Some people met Cheng Yun on the road and they even tried to say hello cautiously.
When he saw Ling Bao following him, he didn't think much about it, just thinking that they had just met.
Cheng Yun naturally felt strange and asked Lingbao, but Lingbao looked unwilling to say more, aggrieved and pitiful, and looked at him pleadingly with his big, watery eyes.
Forget it, if you don't want to say it, just let her.
"Let's go, it's the last day."
The three brothers and sister went to the fields with hoes on their backs, and they would finish the work today.
There was not much life left in the fields, and Cheng Yun was unwilling to "squeeze" Ling Bao, so he asked her to play with the king.
Lingbao didn't go far, so he found a stone to sit on, opposite the little white cat, and scratched on the snow with a branch.
Han family.
"I don't care, I don't care, I just want to go out and play! I hate you, I'll beat you!"
Han Jinzi rolled around on the bed, picking up something from his hand and throwing it out from time to time, hitting Wu and the others. However, Wu was not angry at all, but only felt sorry for her son.
"Good boy Jin Zi, it's too cold today. How about we go play in a few days? Come on, give the things to mother, and be careful when you catch her again." Wu walked over and wanted to hug Han Jinzi, but was kicked in the stomach.
.
hiss!
Her son's legs are really strong and he will definitely grow well in the future.
Han Jinzi is three years old this year. He is chubby and only a little shorter than Ling Bao. He is not big but has a very bad temper. He has been beaten and kicked by everyone in the family.
Han Jinzi shouted: "No, I want to go out to play. If you don't let me go out to play, you are a bad person!"
Wu hugged him and coaxed him, but Han Jinzi couldn't hear a word he said. When he saw the three daughters hiding in the corner, he said angrily: "They are all made of wood, and they don't know how to come and help. If your brother hurts himself, look at it."
How can I deal with you!"
Han Xiaofang rolled her eyes and muttered: "Worrying about it, he won't hurt himself if he hurts anyone."
Really unable to coax her, Wu said helplessly: "Okay, okay, little ancestor, I'll let your three sisters play with you, okay?"
Han Jinzi stopped crying immediately, wiped his nose with his sleeve, took a piece of candy from the jar, and called his three sisters to go out together.
Wu chased after her and shouted: "Xiaojuan, you three sisters are optimistic about gold!"
"I know."
Han Xiaolan asked her brother: "Jin Zi, where are you going to play?"
Han Jinzi said he didn't know, he just didn't want to stay at home.
Han Xiaojuan thought for a while: "I heard that the new Cheng family is in the fields. How about we go and see what they look like?"
Han Xiaofang clapped her hands: "This is great. I've wanted to see it for a long time, but my mother wouldn't let me."
Han Xiaolan hesitated: "Well, what if something happens?"
Han Xiaofang looked down on her cowardly look and said with disdain: "If you don't go and pull her down, let's go. Jin Zi, let's go."
The three of them turned around and left, so Han Xiaolan had no choice but to follow them.
At this time, no one was working in the fields except for the two brothers of the Cheng family, so they saw Cheng Yun and Cheng Yi at a glance.
Unlike other teenagers of the same age in Beihe Village, Cheng Yun and Cheng Yi are clean and tidy, with their hair neatly combed and tied up in cloth. Although they are short and brown, they have elegant looks. One is modest and elegant, the other is chic and neat. Each has its own characteristics.
Each one has his or her own beauty.
Han Xiaojuan and the others had never seen such a good-looking person before, and they were immediately stunned.
Han Xiaofang even took a few steps forward uncontrollably, and suddenly heard Jin Zi say: "Han Youling!"
Hmm? Han Youling?
Han Xiaofang turned around and saw Ling Bao sitting on a stone not far away.
I haven’t seen her for half a month, and she has changed a lot from before. Her cheeks are fatter, and her body is no longer dirty. Her hair is neatly combed like Cheng Yun and Cheng Yi, with two buds tied with a red rope.
, adorned with a bright smile.
It's so carefree.
Han Xiaofang was inexplicably angry. After all, she had always thought that Ling Bao was missing and his life was miserable, and he could never live a good life!
By coincidence, Han Xiaolan was also surprised and said: "It's Ling Bao, she's fine!"
Han Xiaofang gritted her teeth and strode over.
"Cheng, Yun." Ling Bao concentrated on "drawing" the two characters and asked excitedly, "Your Majesty, did I write it correctly this time?"
The king took a look and said, "Yes, it's written correctly."
Lingbao happily flapped its little feet and scratched out two little wings on the snow.
After learning Pinyin, the king wanted to teach her how to write her name, but Lingbao wanted to learn her elder brother's name first!
There were always mistakes here and there in the past few times, but today was the first time she got it right!
"You have to learn to write according to the order of strokes in the future. You can't draw blindly, it's too ugly." Mr. Wang was very strict, "We want to get rid of our identity as illiterate, do you understand?"
Ling Bao clenched his fist: "I know, get rid of illiteracy!"
When he was feeling ambitious, a pair of feet suddenly stepped on him, and half of the word "Cheng Yun" was immediately missing.
Ling Bao, who was spoiled and had a little temper, raised his head angrily. When he saw it was the Han family's sister and brother, he subconsciously shrank.
Soon she remembered that she was protected by her brother, so she was not afraid!
Lingbao said unhappily: "Go away, you stepped on my handwriting!"
Han Xiaofang lowered her head. She was illiterate, so of course she didn't know any Chinese characters. But since Ling Bao said that, she curled her lips and kicked the "character" away.
She specifically kicked Ling Bao, causing the snow to hit her face.
Not surprised, but this reminded Lingbao of some bad memories, because this kind of thing happens often.
Not even very angry, not half as angry as Han Xiaofang stepping on her brother's name.
But the king was very angry.
The paws were clasped tightly on the ground, the cat's ears were flattened, its furry tail swung impatiently, its pupils shrank into slits, and it barked fiercely, with its pointed teeth exposed.
Ling Bao felt that the fur all over the king's body was exploding, a bit like the chestnut shells she had picked up before, with thorns all over them.
"Meow, this woman is really annoying, I want to teach her a lesson!"
Lingbao asked curiously: "How are you going to teach her a lesson?"
The king proved it to her with practical actions.
It jumped up from the ground and flew towards Han Xiaofang, just like it did towards Ling Bao that day.
But this time it didn't hug it, it didn't want it because it disliked it.
The king kicked Han Xiaofang's chest with his two front paws, and kicked Han Xiaofang's stomach with his two back paws. Then he used this as a fulcrum to turn around and land flexibly.
Seeing the triumphant Han Xiaofang's face change suddenly, and she fell to the ground, the king gave an elegant "meow".
Ling Bao's mouth opened in the shape of an egg: "Your Majesty, you are so powerful!"