At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

The children are all messy in a gust of wind.

Xie Mingcheng touched the head of the little bird in his arms and frowned: "This is a mouse, not a squirrel. The food that the mouse stole originally belongs to the village."

The little girl wore a pink stand-up collar, double-breasted, and lute-sleeved long coat, with her hands on her hips, looking arrogant.

He said forcefully: "That won't work either."

But his eyes were fixed on the little bird, and he didn't know where these country bumpkins got such beautiful bird monsters.

Xie Yuheng shook his head, and the falling fur ball on his tiger hat also swayed with her. The little doll was thinking, "I can only leave some rat poison for it, in case it gets sick, it can relieve it a little bit."

"Pfft..." Xie Zhiyi couldn't help laughing, and quickly covered her mouth with her little hand. She looked so cute.

The girl gave Xie Yuheng a disgusted look, wondering whose sick son it was.

He was estimated to be two or three years old. He was as skinny as a one-year-old child. He probably had a short life.

The girl curled her lips and said: "You are so young, you have such vicious thoughts. No wonder you are so sick. You probably won't live until next year."

She just wanted the bird, so she came here to chat with these little mud-legged country folk.

Xie Xiu grabbed a little mouse lying on a wooden bed in the field and secretly groped behind the girl.

It’s okay to scold her, but not the wife’s children!

"You are kind-hearted, why don't you bring the mouse back to your house to raise it and feed it polished rice every day." Xie Hu said something to attract her attention.

The girl was speechless, how could she bring such dirty things home.

Soon after, Xie Xiu circled around and successfully grabbed the girl's back collar with quick eyesight and hands, and stuffed the little mouse inside.

"Ah——" the girl screamed, feeling something soft and moving in her clothes, twisting her body wildly.

The children looked at this scene with cold eyes, talking about benevolence and morality, and when they spoke, they cursed people to death. They didn't know who was more evil.

Finally, the little mouse fell from the girl's clothes to the ground.

The mouse was caught by Xie Hu and a group of children and left outside to be blown by the cold wind for a long time, with only half a breath left.

After falling out, there was no one who could run away. The girl stepped on it and kicked it a few times, and immediately blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The girl glared at the children in the village and said angrily: "Do you know who my father is?"

The children were eating melon seeds and picking out peanuts, but no one paid any attention to her.

"You guys wait, I'll tell my dad to go." After saying that, he stamped his feet and ran away.

After she ran out of sight, the children started talking: "Who is her father?"

"I don't know, I've never seen it."

Xie Zhiyi took the pine nut candy handed over by Xie Yuheng, peeled off the candy wrapper and said, "She's Xie Qilin's sister."

Xie Xiu rolled her eyes and sat directly on the haystack on the ridge of the field. "It's her. I heard from my grandmother that she hasn't come back since she was born, even to worship her ancestors. She has been living with her parents in the county college. How come she wants to go back to Qinghe Village?"

"War is about to break out in Jingzhou, and many colleges have suspended classes, including those who want to come to Xie Wujia." Xie Mingli played with the candy given to him by his little sister. He didn't like sweet things, but he could save it for later use when sending Xie Mingcheng.

Xie Zhiyi nodded. The college where her father attended also stopped studying. The wives all went back to their respective homes, each looking for their mother, and her father looking for her great-grandfather.

"No wonder he makes people hate him at first sight. It turns out he belongs to the Xie Wu family. That's okay."

More or less everyone present heard from their elders that it was Aunt Meng whom Xie Qilin recommended.

Xie Hu put the last peanut from the mouse hole in the basket and wondered: "Why does everyone hate Grandfather Xie's house?"

A sneer hung from the corner of Xie Mingli's lips, and he said coldly: "My great-grandfather and great-grandmother have been married for twenty years and have no children, and they want to choose an adoptive member from the clan to bear the name of their direct descendants.

Xie Wu's parents strongly recommended their son, so his great-grandfather changed his name, which is now Xie Zhenyang.

Coincidentally, at this time, my great-grandmother was diagnosed to be two months pregnant, and the adoption was discontinued. "

He only knew so much. He thought it was because Xie Wu couldn't adopt him that he was jealous all the time.

"Later, your great-grandmother was kind-hearted and gave Xie Wu's parents twenty taels of silver. The Xie Wu family also accepted it, but they still wanted to adopt Xie Wu under your great-grandfather's name. After all, the land left by your direct descendants for generations Quite a few.”

Xie Chunxi originally came to see his little friend. She never thought that these children were talking about this topic, so she continued:

"So, Xie Wu's father poisoned the cake. He asked Xie Wu to send it to your great-grandmother in the name of caring. Your grandfather almost died. Alas, it was just like this. He died young due to poor health since childhood. "

As he said this, he glanced at Xie Yuheng. Both his grandfather and grandson were unlucky, and such a family was insane.

Xie Mingcheng's little fists clenched loudly, and he said angrily: "They are poisoning people and no one cares about them."

"Your great-grandfather reported to the police and had Xie Wu's father imprisoned. But the prison did not raise prisoners for nothing. He was taken to Wuling County to mine. The mine collapsed and all those prisoners died."

Xie Xiuyou repeatedly grabbed the withered grass on the edge of the field and muttered in a low voice: "You deserve it, the whole family will not be fine."

Xie Hu said disapprovingly: "Sisters Zhaodi are still good."

"Uh...I forgot about it." This can't be blamed on Xie Xiu. It's really that the presence of the five elders of the Xie family is too low.

Xie Yuheng held his eldest brother's hand. His hand was so cold.

Xie Chunxi waved his hand and said loudly: "Don't talk about these unlucky people, let's go, I will take you to catch hares." When passing by Xie Mingli, he patted the young man on the shoulder.

Beside the bridge, Patriarch Xie and Ye Lizheng stood side by side. When Patriarch Xie heard Xie Chunxi's last words, he laughed and scolded: "You little bastard, you don't have a proper appearance all day long."

Ye Li on the side was stroking his goatee and said with a smile: "It's better for young people to be more energetic." But in his heart, he was planning to get his juniors and the Xie family closer.

......

South of the village.

"The October Hare never leaves the road, no more than thirteen steps away." Xie Chunxi walked while explaining to the children where there might be rabbit holes. "Rake up the moisture ditch, below the ridge. These are places where rabbits love to dig holes."

"Uncle Chunxi, what does raking the ditch mean?" Xie Xiu asked confused.

"That is to say, this rabbit will dig holes to make a home a rake away from the ditch, and will also choose small soil bags or weeds as cover..."

Xie Xiu was fascinated by it. She studied at Xie's school. This year I am just starting to learn literacy, and I haven’t learned anything more difficult yet.

"Did Uncle Chunxi read these from the book?" Xie Xiu looked at Xie Chunxi with admiration.

Xie Yuheng felt like stars could pop out of this girl's eyes.

Xie Chunxi shook his head and looked at the grassy slope in the distance with nostalgia. He said softly: "Your Uncle Tingjiang taught me this when I was following behind your Uncle Tingjiang."

"Uncle Tingjiang is so awesome, he understands this." A child said with emotion.

Xie Xiu felt that the child was very discerning and said with certainty: "Of course, the master is naturally the most powerful."