Six-Year-Old Child, Baojiao, is Busy with Kingdom-Building

"Doctor Li, my Jiaojiao doesn't seem to recognize anyone anymore, please show me quickly..."

Dr. Li stepped forward, looked at the white and soft ball, and coaxed in a kind voice: "Don't be afraid, little Jiaojiao, Grandpa Li will check your pulse."

The little ginseng essence realized that the old man would treat him again, so he obediently cooperated.

Until Dr. Li took out a few silver needles from his bag, and stuck them into her white lotus-like arm in the next second, the little ginseng essence's eyes widened, and he fainted in the next second.

...

a few days later,

early morning,

"Jiaojiao, get up soon, sister will tie your headband."

Jiaojiao rubbed her eyes, opened her grape-like eyes, her sleepy eyelids were wrinkled a few more times, and her black pupils were moist and cute, looking cute and obedient.

"Jiaojiao is awake, sister will wipe your face."

Erya just woke up not long ago, her hair was messed up like a chicken coop, she swiftly took out a towel from the wooden bucket next to her, wrung out the water, wiped the little girl's entire face first, and He pouted and kissed secretly, then began to wipe his face.

Jiaojiao wiped the drool off her cheek, and looked at the clothes beside her.

Human clothes are too complicated, and she probably figured out how to wear them after studying for a few days.

However, as soon as her hand touched the corner of the clothes, Wang Erya threw down the towel and climbed onto the bed, coaxing in Liu Zhihua's tone: "Babe, I want to get dressed, my sister will put them on for you."

Jiaojiao blinked: "Sister, I can wear it myself."

Erya seriously shook her head: "No, Jiaojiao is too young, she can only wear clothes by herself when she grows up, Jiaojiao's skin is as smooth and tender as a white egg, sister likes to dress such a cute baby."

Jiaojiao sighed: "...OK."

My sister put on clothes, and patted the hard quilt with her petite hands. She missed the soft soil, which was more comfortable to cover.

After a few days of adaptation, she seemed to understand what was going on.

This is not the human form I cultivated, but the Wang Baojiao who fell into the water and hit her.

There are six people in this family,

His father's name is Wang Zhuangzhi, he was tall and burly, and he was a hunter. Her mother's name is Liu Zhihua, she has a round body and a loud voice.

The eldest brother is Wang Qiusheng. He is thirteen years old. He is the only scholar in the family. He studies in a private school in the town.

The elder sister's name is Wang Erya, she is ten years old, everyone in Xiaoshu Village calls her a black girl, she can sell fish to make money.

The second brother is Wang Xiaoli, eight years old, and he is said to be a fool, but Grandpa Li says he is a late bloomer, and he likes to pick out bird eggs the most.

There is also her, Wang Baojiao, six years old, everyone praises her for being fair and cute, but the Hu Ziniang in the village says she has heart disease.

Becoming Wang Baojiao, the little ginseng essence was a little depressed at first, but later, her father bought her maltose to eat, her mother made sugar eggs for her to drink, her sister would buy her a hair rope, her elder brother would make clay dolls for her, and her second brother could pick wild flowers give her……

"Jiaojiao, raise your feet."

Erya Wang is putting on tiger-toed shoes for her little sister. Mother stayed up late last night to sew them. Sure enough, my sister looks good in them. Last time, the ones my mother made for her were worn out after a day of running.

Jiaojiao looked at her dark-skinned elder sister in front of her, her eyes were curved and she looked happy. She liked this family of humans.

...

had breakfast,

Father Wang sent his eldest son to study in the town, and Wang Xiaoli also asked to go together, and finally all three father and son went.

Erya disappeared with the fish basket on her back, Liu Zhihua was going to work in the fields, and Liu Jiaojiao couldn't do it alone at home, so Liu Zhihua went to the top of the mountain with her on her back.

...

In the fields on the hills,

Jiaojiao sits on a small wooden stool and eats malt candy. This is a cool place carefully arranged by her mother. The small wooden stool is a stool with arms made by her father herself. She is wrapped in a thick cotton quilt. Sitting on it feels soft. It looks very comfortable.

In the distance, my mother was turning over clods of soil with a hoe in the field.

Jiaojiao tried to help in the field, but her feet sank in the ground as soon as she stepped on the ground, and it was her mother who rescued her.

Hey, I really want to grow up quickly.

Jiaojiao looked up at the sky, the blue sky stretched as far as the eye could see, with occasional white clouds drifting past.

She was looking at the clouds in the sky, when suddenly a pair of big round eyes appeared above.

"Jiaojiao, call me sister."

The black girl Wang Erya who appeared suddenly was sweating profusely, with some mud spots on her face, looking at the little girl expectantly with a pair of round eyes.

Jiaojiao obediently called out: "Sister." Then she took out a piece of malt candy from her bosom and handed it to her sister, and said with a smile, "Eat it, sister."

"Jiaojiao eats, sister doesn't eat." Wang Erya was moved by the younger sister's action. In the past, the younger sister was very spoiled and never let others eat snacks. She is obedient and obedient, she likes this obedient younger sister.

Jiaojiao blinked, held up the malt candy and fed it to her sister's mouth, and then smiled sweetly with her, "The candy is sweet and delicious."

Wang Erya, who wore two soaring shofar braids, was stunned as she ate the sweet malt candy in her mouth. Looking at the little girl with a sweet smile, she grinned happily. The malt candy was really delicious.

"Oops, forgot about that."

Erya took out the freshly picked wild fruit from her bosom again, and stuffed it all into the little girl's palm, "The red fruit my sister picked for Guaibao is so sour and sweet, it's so delicious."

Holding the bright red fruit, Jiaojiao noticed that the back of her sister's hand was scratched by a branch, and there was a long scratch with blood oozing faintly.

Jiaojiao hurriedly put down the fruit, took out the handkerchief from her clothes pocket, secretly pulled a strand of hair and covered it with the handkerchief to wipe away the soil stains around the wound, her soft, waxy and white face was full of seriousness.

It is originally a spirit ginseng, which has one more spirit than ordinary ginseng. When it grows, its roots have aura. When it is not mature, there are always bad people planning to poach it and sell it for money. Fortunately, it runs fast.

Cultivated into a human form, her roots are flesh and blood, and her whiskers have turned into hair. Although she has become Wang Baojiao, she has done experiments secretly. Although her spiritual power is weak, her hair still has medicinal effects.

Erya saw the little girl put a piece of hair in the handkerchief with sharp eyes, and smiled and guessed that the little girl must use the hair as herbal medicine. She thought that the little girl was so innocent and cute, and she was so happy that she hugged her and spun around for a while.

"Whoever dares to bully my little sister in the future, I will beat his parents without knowing him!"

Jiaojiao hurriedly covered her ears, she felt helpless on her soft and waxy face, everyone in this family spoke loudly, and ginseng was easily startled, so she couldn't hear too loud voices.

Liu Zhihua, who was doing farm work in the field, heard the voice of the second daughter, looked up and looked this way, and saw Erya hugging her sister in circles, she was so frightened that she dropped the tools in her hand and ran towards here.

"Hey, Erya, you bastard, I think your skin is itchy! Put your sister down quickly..."

Wang Erya watched her mother come over and hurriedly put the younger sister down. She was so happy that she forgot that the younger sister could not do strenuous exercise. She was afraid of being beaten and hurriedly left a sentence: "Little sister, sister has to go."

Erya Saiyazi ran away.

Liu Zhihua ran over out of breath, hugged her sweetheart and patted it lightly, and asked anxiously: "Jiaojiao, tell mother, do you feel flustered in your chest?"

Her delicate and round black eyes were wet, she shook her head in confusion and said softly, "Don't panic."