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Let’s talk about Chang’an again.

In the evening, after learning four more words from the little goldfish, I slept until about three o'clock in the morning before waking up.

She sat up from the bed, rubbed her eyes, and immediately put on her cotton clothes and slipped off the kang without seeing her uncle and aunt.

When I ran outside, I saw my aunt sitting under the eaves, basking in the sun and stringing beads. She was relieved.

"Aunt, where are your uncles?" Chang'an asked.

Mrs. Wu raised her eyes and saw her little niece getting up. She put down her needle and thread and said, "Your uncle went to help someone else's house. He will come back later."

Chang'an felt depressed and panicked, frowned and said, "Look for uncle."

Wu stood up and took her little niece to wash up: "He went to cut down a tree, and I don't know where he is. I can't find him."

Chang'an was a little anxious, so he grabbed his aunt's hand and started to make a fuss: "I need to find it!"

"Okay, let's go look for you together after you've eaten the morning meal." Mrs. Wu was indeed a little worried about her husband, and she also knew where Zhaojia Village was. It happened that there was a fair in Taiping Township today, so she took Chang'an to go to the fair to see if she could You can't sell a few strings of beads.

If there were sales here, it would save me a lot of trouble.

Chang An shook his head: "No, I won't eat the morning meal!"

"Go, find uncle." She became increasingly panicked and pulled her aunt's hand away.

Mrs. Wu didn't understand what her little niece was making, so she had to say: "Wait a moment, I'll carry a backpack, and don't you have your little bag with you?"

When Changan heard this, he quickly ran back to the house to find his little bag, and then hurriedly went to take a convenience.

When she came out of the toilet, she saw her aunt wiping her face with a wet towel.

Chang'an desperately escaped from under the towel and ran out of the yard. He turned around and shouted: "Auntie, hurry up, hurry up!"

Wu reluctantly hung the towel on the fence, closed the door, and walked out of the yard with the basket on her back.

At this time, Xiao Changan had already run quickly to the outside of the village, and Huahua was following behind her.

Seeing a baby and a cat running away, Mrs. Wu couldn't help but feel funny.

This Huahua is also strange. You can't see her shadow normally, but as soon as Chang'an leaves the village, she will definitely follow her, like a worried old woman.

"His third aunt, where are you going?" Qian's sister-in-law, who had returned from doing laundry, couldn't help but asked when she saw Wu and Chang'an heading outside the village.

Mrs. Wu was embarrassed to say that she was going to find her husband, "It's not the market today. I want to go to the market to see it."

Sister-in-law Qian covered her brows with her hands and looked at the sun, "It's already been a while, it's time to disperse, right?"

Wu said awkwardly: "Chang'an woke up late and desperately wanted to find her uncle, so I had no choice but to take her there."

"In that case, you should go quickly." Sister-in-law Qian waved her hand, "I'm going back to hang my clothes, otherwise I'll go shopping with you at the market."

Along the way, there were people coming back from the market one after another, some carrying burdens and baskets, and some even bought grain and carried it on their backs.

Little Changan ran quickly along the path, with the civet cat following closely behind.

Once she saw the little baby wandering off course, Huahua used her body to block her from falling into the ditch on the roadside.

There is no water in the ditches at this time, and only some rainwater can accumulate in summer. People rely on the water in these ditches to irrigate crops and vegetable fields.

"Slow down." Mrs. Wu could hardly catch up with the little guy, so she had to shout: "Wait a minute, Auntie."

Changan had no choice but to stop and wait for his aunt to catch up.

Wu held Chang'an's hand and said, "You run so fast, my aunt can't even catch up."

In fact, she was too embarrassed to rush after him. The people on the road were all people from nearby villages or her own village. It would really be an eyesore if she ran around without any care.

Chang'an frowned and looked up at his aunt, feeling extremely anxious.

She wanted to find her uncle and didn't want to waste a moment.

"Aunt, Aunt, let's go quickly." Seeing that her aunt was still calm and unhurried, she was a little anxious.

Mrs. Wu sighed, bent down and picked up her little niece, "Okay, Auntie, hurry up." As she said that, she quickened her pace.

Along the way, I met several familiar villagers and greeted each other. Later, I saw my father-in-law, mother-in-law, Xiao Zhao, and my sisters-in-law Song Yufeng and Song Chengye.

The elder sister-in-law, Xiao Zhao, was still holding four-year-old Song Xiyue in her arms. Their family came towards them talking and laughing. When they saw Wu, everyone instantly stopped talking.

Wu hugged Chang'an and greeted her parents-in-law: "Dad, mother."

Father-in-law Song Baqi snorted from his nose as a response.

Mrs. Zhao looked at her third daughter-in-law coldly and asked, "Where are you going at this time?"

Wu didn't dare to say that Chang'an was looking for his uncle, so he whispered: "Go to the market to buy something."

"Hey, it seems that your family has made a lot of money by making that wood soapberry? Is this showing off?" Old Zhao said in a strange tone, "Why don't you teach your sister-in-law how to make a fortune with us?"

Wu was speechless.

At this moment, Chang'an suddenly grabbed his aunt's collar and urged her to leave, because the girl heard her little cousin's voice again in her head:

【snort! Poor guy! Let’s see how rampant you are in the future! I guess Song Sanshun's leg is broken now! Hahaha! One of the family members stutters and the other is lame. They are really living together! 】

"Let's go! Aunt, let's go!" Chang'an became more and more anxious, urging her aunt to leave quickly to find her uncle.

When Mrs. Zhao saw little Chang'an like this, she sneered: "There are no rules at all. When you see your grandparents and aunt, you don't even know how to shout, Mrs. Wu, how do you raise your children?"

As soon as these words came out, Song Baqi frowned and shouted to little Chang'an: "Chang'an! Why don't you know to call you grandma? The older you get, the more unruly you become!"

Sister-in-law Song Yufeng took the opportunity to fan the flames: "Dad, you don't care what she does. She is so ignorant. She didn't learn from some people."

"Yufeng! What did you say?" Wu said angrily, "Who has no elders?"

"Huh? Now you're so anxious that you're jumping over the wall?" Twelve-year-old Song Yufeng has always been unforgiving, "You protect Chang'an like this because you want to curry favor with your second sister-in-law, right? It's a pity that your second sister-in-law doesn't know, otherwise she will definitely send you a bunch of silk and satin. .”

After saying that, she covered her mouth and laughed.

Wu was so angry that she almost burst into tears.

She was thin-skinned and rarely quarreled with others. At this moment, she couldn't think of words to reply.

Chang'an didn't want to see these people, so she pulled her aunt and shouted, "Look for uncle! Don't look at bad people!" She wanted to find her uncle and didn't want to talk nonsense with these people.

Wu nodded, hugged her, patted her, and walked forward quickly.

Song Yufeng smiled proudly when she saw her third sister-in-law leaving.

Suddenly, two crows flew over her head and dropped a drop of shit on top of her head.

Song Yufeng noticed something strange on the top of her head, and when she touched it with her hand, she found black and white dirt on her hand.

"Ah" she screamed and subconsciously smeared bird feces on Song Xiyue's body.

Song Xiyue was held in her mother's arms and didn't know what happened. It wasn't until her grandmother grabbed a handful of dry grass from the roadside and wiped the bird droppings off her shoulders that she realized that her little aunt had wiped the bird droppings on her hands.

She was so angry that she immediately roared.

This little aunt of hers has always been very selfish. In her last life, she had harmed her for her own selfishness. Now that she was here again, Song Xiyue wanted to kick her in the face.

Seeing that her little granddaughter was angry, Mrs. Zhao said in a good voice, "Don't be upset, Xiyue An'er. Your little aunt is also in a hurry. When you get home, grandma will boil an egg for you and not your aunt."

Song Xiyue hummed, hugging her mother's neck and saying nothing.

The whole family went back to the village in great force, but Wu had already reached a fork in the road holding little Chang'an.

On one side going to the market, on the other side is the path leading to Zhaojiacun.

Chang'an pointed to Zhaojiacun: "Uncle!"

In fact, she had never been to Zhaojiacun, but her intuition told her to go there.

Wu hesitated for a moment and then walked towards Zhaojiacun.

Huahua ran in front, and soon turned into a path and headed straight for the back mountain. Chang'an also urged her aunt to follow Huahua.

At this moment, a man ran out of the forest, followed by two or three people chasing him. (End of chapter)