After Li Xiaomian was pretentious for a while, she said: "It's not me who saves her, it's us who save ourselves together."
The Protector frowned: "How do you say this?"
It’s interesting, right? This is different from what Lie Yan said from the beginning. Who is lying?
Go on, the Lord Protector made a kind appearance of listening attentively.
Facing the gaze of the Protector, Li Xiaomian said: "That day, I went up to the mountain to collect herbs, but I found that a young man was being hunted."
Li Xiaomian suddenly lowered his voice, as if he had returned to that day again.
The Lord Protector continued to act affable.
Xiaomian said tremblingly: "I was frightened and hid quickly. But by chance, he ran over and hid in the same place as me."
"The two of us looked at each other and were both startled. As a result, there was a movement that alerted the killer."
"There is no other way, we can only kill the enemy together and escape together."
"The enemy is too cunning and there are many people, so we can only join forces. I happened to know the traps laid by some hunters, so I directed him to lead the enemies to the traps, and then I killed the enemies in a sneak attack."
Having said this, Li Xiaomian looked at everyone and saw that everyone had expressionless faces. Even his own family members looked at him blankly.
She suddenly said aggrievedly: "I have killed people, and my hands are shaking with fear. Why don't you be shocked and scared?"
The people in the Protector's Mansion had no choice but to shake their hands in cooperation.
Both men and women in their family can fight and kill the enemy. Killing is like chopping vegetables. What is there to be afraid of?
The Li family members were speechless because Li Xiaomian was clearly telling a story.
Because she only has this expression when telling stories.
Li Xiaomian continued: "After the killer was eliminated, we became friends without fighting, so we became brothers and treated each other as brothers and sisters."
The Protector listened to Li Xiaomian's serious nonsense and believed it a little.
What Lie Yan said about selling oneself to one's master is simply ridiculous.
After a common adversity, it is only human nature to worship our brothers.
Lie Yan gave his little master a thumbs up in his heart, and at the same time he felt a little complacent.
What Xiao Mian said was really not made up. They had cooperated like this in their previous life.
The Protector of the Country agreed very much with Xiao Mian's words. At least Billieyan's words were easy to accept.
The little girl speaks clearly, has pure eyes, and is neither arrogant nor humble. Although she is a bit cunning, her first impression is passable.
The Protector felt a little relieved, but when he turned around, he found that his useless third grandson was looking at the little girl with starry eyes. He suddenly felt a lump in his chest.
I remember when he took several of his children to northern Xinjiang for training.
In order to let the children see the cruelty of war, he personally led them to kill a small group of enemy invaders.
At that time, he stood up and cut off the enemy's head with a majestic sword. The children all applauded, but this boy was the only one who remained calm.
In fact, saying he was calm was a way of putting a premium on his own face, and the disdain in this brat's eyes was clear.
But look at it, this yellow-haired girl is fooling you, what is his look like?
ah?
The Protector was so angry that he wanted to slam the table.
But look at Li Xiaomian's big eyes, blinking and blinking, looking at him.
The child's eyes were smiling and shining, as if he had seen through himself.
In order to cover up, the Protector of the Country waved his hand and said, "treat me well."
The three giants of the Protector's Palace personally accompanied Li Benshan to dinner.
After a few glasses of wine and a few words from Lie Liang'an, Li Benshan quickly explained his family's eighteenth generation ancestry.
Of course, Lie Liang'an knew without any suspense that the frostbite ointment was actually made by the Li family. It was also the masterpiece of his own child, Junior Sister Baizi.
Frostbite ointment is related to the health of soldiers in northern Xinjiang. The Protector of the Country attaches great importance to it.
Regardless of anything else, just for frostbite ointment alone, the Li family must make good friends.
What's more, Li Zhichu was still a soldier in their northern border and a hero who died on the top of Black Mountain.
Since Li Xiaomian is the daughter of a martyr, the suspicion that she is a Beidi spy is naturally ruled out.
This alone made the Protector half relieved.
A martyred family member who has been a poor farmer for eight lifetimes. His political background can be seen at a glance. There is nothing to worry about.
It is normal for children in the mountains to have strong skin and be good at climbing and descending mountains all year round.
As for becoming a master.
Who can't have some adventures these days?
Is it possible that my own eldest daughter can lead soldiers and fight in wars, but her children are not allowed to have special skills?
So in terms of political outlook, the Li family has successfully passed another level.
The old lady followed the footsteps of her husband and accompanied Mrs. Song in unison. Mrs. Li talked for a long time.
Dazhu, Erwang and Xiao Sanshun were all taken to the front yard by Lie Yan to communicate with the Lie family's son.
The three sisters, Xiao Mian, were accompanied by sisters Li Hualan and went to Taoyuan to see the peach blossoms.
Lie Tinglan was about the same height as Xiaodao. She walked consciously beside Xiaodao and talked to her: "Hello, Miss Li San. I heard that you live in the mountains."
Li Xiaodao smiled quickly and said, "Hello, Miss Lieqi. We don't live in the mountains, we live in the village, and there is Daqing Mountain behind us."
"Then do you have a school in your village?"
"No, my eldest and second brothers both went to school in the county."
"Then why don't you go to school? Going to school is fun. You can also write poems."
Finally, let’s talk about poetry.
Lie Tinglan became obsessed with writing poetry ever since she saw Xiao Zhuma perform the poem Qijue at a poetry meeting.
Originally, she didn’t want to see today’s guest because he had never gone to school and had no common language?
But my mother said that if they don’t know how to write, they will always listen, right?
That's why she came eagerly.
Sure enough, Li Xiaodao's eyes immediately lit up, "Ah, you are so awesome."
Li Tinglan smiled, her eyebrows creasing.
"I'm just a normal person. You come with me. Let's go to the promenade to see the peach blossoms and write peach blossom poems."
Here, Li Hualan is accompanying Damai, and Li Huilan is talking to Xiao Mian.
Levalan asked Damai: "Are there any tigers in your mountains?"
Damai thought for a while and said: "Yes, my second uncle heard the roar when he went into the mountains. But I haven't heard it. I don't know if he left."
Li Hualan was immediately eager to try. She had wanted to become a tiger-fighting hero for a long time.
Lie Huilan looked at Xiaomian very carefully.
She and Lie Yan are siblings, and the one they care about most is Xiao Mian.
Moreover, he also got an opportunity from the conversation between his grandfather and his fifth uncle. This little girl might be his future sister-in-law.
Xiao Mian raised her eyebrows, what was the reason for this child's critical eyes?
The two walked in silence and soon arrived in Taoyuan.
In addition to peach blossoms, there are also pear trees and a large plum grove in the Taoyuan.
Lie Huilan finally said, "My peach blossoms are blooming well. I will have the most beautiful ones folded and given to you later."
Li Xiaomian smiled and shook her head, "No, peach blossoms are beautiful, but peaches are more delicious. It's better to keep the peach blossoms and make peaches."
There is a peach grove in Daqing Mountain, but no one among the children in the mountain picked peach blossoms. I remember one child took a peach blossom to play with, but everyone scolded him for three days.
They all take the initiative to protect the peach grove, because it is their orchard.
Lie Huilan blinked, what does this little girl mean?
The peach blossoms go with the wind, and the peaches come in the arms.
You don’t want peach blossoms, but just pick peaches? Did she say that the third brother is already in her pocket?