Uncle Jiang was scolding his great-grandson in the yard. "You little bastard! If you don't put in the roof for one day! If you take out the cotton for sugar again, I will twist off your ears!"
Jiang Sanlang patted Chaimen: "Uncle."
Uncle Jiang was startled and quickly ran over to open the door, "Oh, it's Sanlang, come in quickly!"
Jiang Sanlang walked into the yard and asked: "Uncle, haven't there been any bandits here?"
"Ah? No." Uncle Jiang pulled Jiang Sanlang into the house, "But I have heard people say this. Why, are you being raped by bandits?"
Jiang Sanlang nodded, stopped and said, "Uncle, to be honest, our family just escaped from the bandits and we would like to stay with you for a while. Isn't it convenient?"
Uncle Jiang said angrily: "What do you mean it's inconvenient? I'm your uncle. You can stay here as long as you want. Come on, I'll ask your cousin to make some rooms for you."
He has always felt indebted to his younger brother because his wife was unkind and forced him to leave her brother and let him go out and start his own business.
Although many years have passed since this incident, my wife has passed away, and the gap between the two families has long been gone, the guilt in my heart can never be erased.
He turned around and said to his eldest son who came out after hearing the sound: "Hurry up and make some more rooms for your uncle. There are so many of them, so we won't be able to live in them."
Jiang Jiu responded, said hello to Jiang Sanlang, and then asked his wife and children to clean up the house.
Jiang Sanlang: "There are more than a dozen of us in the family, as well as my daughter's husband's family. Then I will trouble you, uncle."
"Sanlang, you are too outspoken. You can't say it's troublesome. Where are your father and the others? Call them over quickly." Uncle Jiang looked out the door.
"They are all outside the village. I will call them right away." Jiang Sanlang said.
"Okay, I'll go with you." Uncle Jiang followed Jiang Sanlang out of the yard and hurried out of the village.
When the two old brothers met, they sighed again.
Uncle Jiang took his younger brother, Old Man Jiang, by the hand and walked home, comforting him: "Don't worry, the bandits can't reach our poor mountain ravine. Just stay here and wait until the court sends troops to drive them away. It won't be too late to go back."
The group of people walked into Uncle Jiang's house. Jiang Jiu had already asked his wife and children to clean up several rooms.
Jiang Jiu is in his forties this year. His two sons are married and his grandson is several years old.
Considering that his uncle's family had a large population, he asked his son to give up the newly built house for his uncle's family to live temporarily.
The new house has three rooms in total, plus two side rooms.
Mrs. Wen shares a room with her daughter Wen Shu and her nanny, while Yingbao shares a room with her parents, brother, and puppy.
Grandma Jiang Liu lives in the same house as her eldest aunt Zhou, her second aunt Yanru, eldest daughter and second aunt.
Jiang Dalang, his eldest son, his second son and his younger son lived in one house each with Jiang Erlang, Hu Zi, Wei Zhan and Mrs. Wen's servant Wen Fu.
It was difficult for everyone to find a place to rest, but they simply lay down and couldn't afford it.
Ying Bao was also very tired. She didn't even eat dinner and fell asleep on the kang.
I slept until the next morning.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt that the sky was bright, my two brothers were still sleeping soundly next to me, and my parents were no longer on the kang.
Ying Bao still didn't want to move, so she lay on the kang and looked around.
This house seems to be newly built, the grass-grained yellow mud on the walls is very bright, the window lattice is also new, and even the smell of tung oil has not dissipated.
But there are not many decent pieces of furniture in the house, so I guess the owner is not wealthy.
After a while, Ying Bao got up, put on her coat, got off the kang, found her own shoes and put them on.
The thick mud on the soles has been scraped away and the uppers have been baked. It must have been done by my mother-in-law when she got up early in the morning.
When we left the house, the sky was clear and the sun had already risen to the treetops.
The eldest aunt, the second aunt, and their aunt were busy working in the kitchen. Uncle Jiang's daughter-in-law and grandson's wife were talking to them nearby.
When Yingbao went to the latrine outside and came back, she saw Youyou being watched by several children.
Among these children are not only Uncle Jiang’s great-grandson, but also several neighbor children.
Grandpa Jiang's great-grandson Yingbao knows each other because they went to Dongchen Village when their second uncle got married. One is named Jiang Chong and the other is named Jiang Mao. They are both honest children who are not naughty or make trouble.
When Yoyou saw Yingbao, she immediately kicked up her hooves excitedly.
Yingbao walked over, touched its head, untied the rope, and led it outside.
"Little aunt, can I ride it?" five-year-old Jiang Mao asked timidly. He had seen this little aunt riding a deer, so he really wanted to ride it.
Yingbao: "It has no saddle and cannot be ridden."
Seeing Jiang Mao's face slump, he added, "Wait until I put a saddle on it and then let you ride it. It's hungry now and wants to eat grass."
Jiang Mao's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly.
Yingbao led the deer out of the yard, with several children following behind her like tails. It was inconvenient for her to get some green crops from the cave for Youyou to eat.
However, you can use your bag as a cover and take some wheat from the cave to feed you, and these children shouldn't be able to tell anything.
Ying Bao glanced at the children behind her, took out a handful of wheat from her bag, handed it to the deer's mouth, and let it lick it slowly.
"How do you feed it wheat?" A child asked in surprise: "Don't your father beat you?"
Before Ying Bao could say anything, her seven-year-old nephew Jiang Chong said, "Grandpa Third doesn't know how to hit my little aunt."
The neighbor's child was puzzled: "Why? She dares to waste food. Doesn't her father care?"
If he dares to do this, his parents will definitely spread his ass open.
"Huh! My little aunt is a little fairy. Let alone feed the deer wheat, even if she feeds the deer dry rice, the third grandfather will not beat her!"
Jiang Chong went to Third Grandpa's house twice, and every time he heard people comment that his little aunt was a little fairy child.
Even my great-grandfather said that the cotton and golden ears he grew at home were given by the fairy boy, so he built several new houses.
Since the little aunt is a fairy child, no matter what she does, it is allowed. Jiang Chong understands this.
Yingbao:……
Okay, whatever he says, I'm so used to it that I'm numb.
When the other children heard this, they couldn't help but secretly look at the girl in front of them.
Not to mention, he seems to be really different from ordinary children.
The children suddenly felt in reverence and even panted a little less while walking, for fear of disturbing the little fairy child.
Looking at Jiang Chong and Jiang Mao again, they were following Ying Bao in a high-spirited manner, with their chins raised high, like two proud little roosters.
After draining Yoyou of feces and urine, and finding a small pond for the fawn to drink, Yingbao led the fawn back.
Suddenly, many people poured into the village. They were staggering, their bodies were dirty, and they were carrying bamboo baskets and quilts on their backs, like refugees from afar.
"Yingbao! Yingbao!" A person saw her and Xiaolu from a distance and ran over quickly.
"Uncle Chen Yin?" Ying Bao finally recognized that the man running over was Chen Yin, the second son of Chen Cunzheng.
He was unkempt, his clothes were all muddy, and he even had no shoes on his feet.
Chen Yin rushed over, hugged Ying Bao and cried loudly: "I have found you... Wuwuwuwu... please save my dad..."
Then Yingbao was brought to Chen Sanyou by Chen Yin.
At this time, Chen Sanyou was leaning on his eldest son, his eyes were closed and his jaw was clenched, his face was sallow and his limbs were twitching, which looked not good at first sight.
Yingbao felt his pulse, took a look at his eyelids, and said, "Grandpa Chen San has had a stroke."
"Ah?" Chen Yin was dumbfounded when he heard this. He couldn't help but howl again, and knelt down in front of Chen Sanyou: "Dad! Daddy..."
Yingbao pushed Chen Yin: "Don't get in the way, I want to prick his blood and treat him."
