Ding! The growth record of the rich girl

"This is your great-nephew, Ningning, Ningning, come on, call me uncle."

Ningning had only just recovered from her injury a few days ago, and was a little timid now.

If you see a stranger, hide behind him.

"Ah, Zhirui's wife."

Yue Qiaomao nodded.

"This must be Second Aunt."

Wang Shugui hurriedly carried her grandson to Zhang Zhi.

"Hello." Zhang Zhi smiled gracefully, politely and courteously.

"Second Uncle." Yue Zhirui followed behind his wife and also called out.

"You are Zhirui!" Yue Qiaomao was a little excited when he saw his eldest brother's only son.

"You were not born when I left. Come quickly and show your uncle."

"Second uncle." Yue Changqing also called out after his father.

"Hey, whose child is this?" Yue Qiaomao asked.

"Uncle, this is my son, Chang Qing." Yue Zhirui introduced hurriedly.

"Okay, okay." Yue Qiaomao said yes happily.

"Where's the boss? Where's the boss?"

He was not very familiar with his nephews and nieces. The only one he was familiar with was his eldest brother's eldest daughter, Yue Lingfen.

"Second uncle." Yue Lingfen took a few steps forward and stood in front of Yue Qiaomao.

"Boss, you are old now. You were just a little girl back then."

Yue Qiaomao looked at the wrinkled face in front of him and tried hard to match it with the fifteen or sixteen-year-old niece in his memory.

"That's right, it's been so many years, uncle." Yue Lingfen said with a smile.

In my impression, my second uncle, who was not very handsome but full of righteousness even in military uniform, has now become an octogenarian.

"Lingfen, where are your other sisters? Come on, introduce them to your uncle."

Looking at the group of people gathered around him, Yue Qiaomao could no longer distinguish between his own family and the villagers.

Nearly 60 years have passed, and his memory is no longer consistent with reality.

At this time, Zhang Zhi also came over with her daughter.

Yue Lingfen looked at the second aunt in front of her who looked much younger than herself, and called out awkwardly, "Second Aunt."

In fact, this second aunt was only a few years older than herself.

They are exposed to the wind and sun every day, so naturally they are not as well maintained as Second Aunt who lives a life of luxury.

Zhang Zhi still smiled dignifiedly: "Hello, Lingfen."

"Xiangfen, Chunfen, Jufen... come here." Yue Lingfen waved to her sister and brother-in-law.

"Uncle, this is the second child, Xiangfen. Do you still remember that you used to wear two big braids..."

"This is the third sister Chunfen, and this is Chunfen's husband..."

"This is the fourth child, Jufen. She has been the bravest since she was young..."

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"Okay, okay, okay..." Yue Qiaomao was so excited that he almost burst into tears as he looked at the old lady's nieces standing in front of him.

"Uncle, this is Qingqing from the fifth child's family, and Tingting from the sixth child's family."

When introducing the two little girls, Yue Shixiang couldn't help but look up and take a closer look at Chi Qing.

And that old man just now, he was wearing all branded clothes.

Soon, she dispelled her doubts.

How is it possible? The old man from Laowu is still using crutches, and the two of them are making a living in the village. How can it be true?

I must have bought a fake one.

Thinking of this, she turned her head away with some disdain.

"Cousin, this Fourth Aunt is not easy to get along with."

Yin Tingting also felt Yue Shixiang's disdain and whispered in Chi Qing's ear.

After the group briefly introduced themselves at the gate, Chi Yongrui planned to take his second uncle's family into the house.

"Mr. Yue, we will go back first. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me."

After completing his task, Director Huang prepared to return home.

Before Yue Qiaomao came, he discussed with Yue Zhirui that he would come back and stay for a few days.

The family settled down in the ancestral house these days.

Yue Zhirui's family recently moved into Yue Changqing's new house next door after his wedding.

"Okay, thank you."

"Thank you, Director Huang." Yue Shifang and others thanked Director Huang.

The group walked into the old house.

"Ah, why is this house so much smaller?"

Yue Qiaomao looked at the house where he grew up and felt that things and people had changed.

The main body of the house has not changed, but one part of it was directly built with a wall to become someone else's house, and another part was demolished to expand the road.

"Well, second uncle, this house has been here for many years and is a bit dilapidated." Wang Shugui immediately responded after hearing Yue Qiaomao's words.

"Shugui, wasn't it renovated the year Changqing got married?"

Fourth sister Yue Jufen couldn't stand Wang Shugui's disgraceful behavior.

Especially in front of that arrogant woman.

"Ah, that time I just simply painted the wall." Wang Shugui said slowly.

The fourth sister is the most aggressive.

Since they had had several big fights when they were young, Wang Shugui no longer dared to provoke her.

As soon as they entered the old house, the Yue family members had different expressions.

Especially Yue Shixiang, this mud house, how can he live there for several days? ?

"Chenchen, look at this stone. It's the same turtle that grandpa carved back then."

Yue Qiaomao didn't care about the little lawsuit between women.

He was stroking the stone wall between the two courtyards, looking at the faint marks on it, and said to his grandson.

"Grandpa, you were not well-behaved when you were a child." Yang Chen looked at the old house with some curiosity.

From childhood to adulthood, he has rarely been to any house in the village except for the old houses at tourist attractions.

"You child." Zhang Zhi patted her grandson lovingly.

"This room was where my long-term worker lived before."

“This was where horses were tied.”

"There should be a stone pile here."

Yue Qiaomao muttered to himself as he walked.

"here……"

When they reached a wall, Yue Qiaomao stopped and pointed at it.

"You may not know this, but my third uncle knows magic."

"When I was a kid, I saw him cut a round moon out of paper and stick it on this wall."

"Then the paper moon lit up."

Yue Qiaomao touched the wall, as if he was lost in memories.

"Ah? Mom? Is my grandpa stupid?"

Yang Chen was shocked to his core by his grandfather's words.

How come this is still an illusion?

"I know you all don't believe it. I was only a few years old at that time. Maybe it was just my hallucination."

"My third uncle's skills were not passed down..."

Yue Qiaomao muttered to himself.

Sometimes he says it is, sometimes he says it is a hallucination. It sounds like he is talking to himself or recalling a memory.

"Mom, is what Uncle Grandpa said true?"

Chi Qing asked her mother in a low voice.

Because she had her own adventures, her first reaction to these things was not denial.

Instead, she began to wonder, could it be that her family really had some extraordinary magical power? ?

"I don't know, but I remember hearing your grandfather talk about it when I was a child."

Yue Meifen also has some impression of these things.

When she was a child, her father would occasionally talk about these mysterious things when he was drunk.

There was not only this moon, but there were others as well. However, they were all too young at the time and their impressions were a bit vague.