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Not to mention that Qiuju is a smart person, even an unintelligent person would be able to see that her daughter is interested in Ye Xuan, not to mention Ye Xuan. He almost wrote out the "like" on his face.

Qiu Ju was an experienced person. She had been with Cheng Huzhong for so long, so she didn't talk about love or love. After being with Cheng Huzhu for so long, she knew what a man meant to a woman.

After spending more than a month with the little girl, they were well aware of how tough it was for her to endure so many things by herself. They couldn't wait for her to hurry up and find another one, and Qiuju felt that Ye Xuan wasn't too bad.

At first, Ye Xuan thought this person was fiendish, with a scar on his face that scared people to death. However, after getting familiar with him, he realized that Ye Xuan was actually very stiff. He was definitely a man that could entrust his entire life to.

Seeing Qiujie's mischievous expression, the little girl glared at her. "Didn't you see that? If you keep asking, your mouth will be sealed."

After pouring hot water on the wild chicken, Qiu Ju's expression turned serious as she asked her daughter, "Is he the only one in Little Brother Ye's house?"

He had been alone all day, and the villagers said that he was the only one in his family. His parents had long since passed away. But the cute girl had a nagging feeling that something must have happened during the years Ye Xuan left the village. Otherwise, how could he have returned with wounds all over his body?

However, Ye Xuan didn't want to bring up these matters and she didn't want to ask any more. She pulled the feathers of the chicken and said in a depressed tone, "He's alone. He didn't say much."

It was useless even if she said it. If the two of them were to show any signs of life now, everyone in the village would be able to drown their daughter to death with a single mouthful of saliva. Back then, Ye Xuan had stood out to prove her innocence.

Was he really going to act like what she had told the Lin Clan before, and not find another home in Qingyuan County? Just thinking about it made him regret it to death.

Seeing that her expression was off, Qiujin did not continue asking. The two of them did not speak, and their hands and feet quickly shed all the feathers. They even took out the internal organs of the chicken and placed them in a small bowl, washing the intestines clean with wood ash.

The lady took the chicken back to the kitchen, chopped off its claws and threw them into the pot along with its innards.

The pheasant's claws were thin and it didn't have any meat. It would be a pity to throw it away.

He picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. The meat was very fragrant and delicious.

The little girl forced a smile as she put a piece of pig's head into his mouth. Iron Egg's eyes lit up and he nodded again and again. "Elder sister, it's ready for eating!"

He didn't need to say anything. The lady took out a basin and picked up the pork, then put the chicken in.

The stewed meat can be put on for a longer time and is unique in taste, so it's perfect for tomorrow's holiday.

Cut the bacon into small pieces, move the table into the yard and set it down. The child took a bowl and chopsticks, and the chrysanthemum took out the cookie that had been in the pot all morning. It was filled with a large bowl of cold, knobbly soup.

Even if there was no wine, food was always accompanied by family. The guests of the meal were all happy, and Cheng Huzhu drank the soup with his knobbly arms as if he was drunk. He looked at his daughter-in-law as he joked and laughed, his eyes narrowed into a line.

Red clouds of fire hung in the horizon. Farmers carried hoes as they returned home from the fields. A gentle breeze blew. Ye Xuan looked at his daughter affectionately, and she looked as if she were drunk.

Early the next morning, when the sky lit up, the maid heard Wang Plum Flower calling to her from the next room.

"Miss, hurry up and hang Ai Ye up!"

The lady was helpless. Without a clock, she did not know what time it was. She yawned, and the cocks and dogs in the village crowed. While she was dressing, the old lady, thinking that she had not yet woken up, called out a few more times.

"I know!" "Get up!"

After putting on her clothes, the little girl went to the old lady's room. Wang Plum's eyes were full of smiles as he took the colorful beads he had made earlier and placed them on her waist, "I hope that my son will be safe and sound."

Wang Plum Blossom had not completely recovered yet. Sometimes, even chopsticks would fall. No one knew how long it took for her to use the chopsticks. Some of the chopsticks were a bit tighter while others looked a bit more loose.

The tender lady felt a wave of warmth in her heart, but her mouth didn't show mercy. "I'm already so old, why would I need to use such a thing?"

"Isn't he also my son? "Hurry up and cook the eggs. When the Iron Egg Orchid is awake, put it into the pot one by one. You can't break it."

The little girl helped her up and went to the restroom. After she was done washing herself, she went to the kitchen.

After the fifth day of the fifth month, the autumn chrysanthemums had long been prepared, and boiled the eggs in leaves of wormwood. The young lady then went to the backyard to cut some leeks and roast them in a box. The chicken that was stewed yesterday was still in the pot, but the young lady didn't want them to get too tired of it so she made something light and left it in the pot to warm.

The leaf soap in the warehouse had already become a little hard, so she poked the hole with her finger. The lady decided to put it on for another day to see.

One by one, the family got up and ate breakfast. The boiled eggs were coated with red cinnabar. After that, they were placed in a bowl of soup and hung on the child's waist. Iron Egg cheered and dragged the orchids out to play.

Jin Ling was still at a loss of what to do. These days, she had been too good to them and had even stayed at her house for the past five days. Not only that, she had even beaten her up.

Jin Ling's eyes were burning with excitement. She had never brought anyone with her since she was young, and it was too late for her to hide from her surrounding family. Her father was a man who clumsily beat someone up, but was brought out to be laughed at by a bunch of people.

The cute girl touched her forehead and said, "Alright, you should go out and play as well."

In the past few days, her father had gotten better and refused to stay idle. Seeing that there were still many bamboo sticks in Jiao's mother's warehouse, he volunteered to help her weave the basket. Jin Ling had helped him at home, but the children outside were having a lot of fun.

No one here knew of her past. No one would despise her.

Noticing the desire in Jin Ling's heart, the little girl stroked her little head and said, "Go, your father will definitely want you to go play as well."

Jin Ling looked at her father, and Old He nodded his head. Jin Ling ran happily out of the door to chase after them.

Old He was sitting on the flagstones, his head tilted as he made up bamboo. Wang Plum Blossom was sitting on the bed under the tree, playing with a string. Yes, she had fallen in love with this job.

After chasing the chickens back into the forest, the little girl was tired and sweating. These chickens had grown wings, and each and every one of them wished they could fly in the sky. Every day, they would chase the chickens into the sky.

"I should have cut off your wings." The little girl hatefully thought.

Ye Xuan sat beside the mill, grinding wood with an iron tool that his mistress didn't know the name of. He didn't know what he was doing, but she returned after looking at it for a while.

At home, there were still many apricots that had not been made into apricot sauce. If he were to put them down, they would probably go bad. Now, some of the apricots had turned black. If he didn't deal with them quickly, they would probably go bad even more.

Cut out the black part, put the good part in the big pot and try to make the last batch of apricot sauce today.

After Qiu Ju was done with the business at the bottom of the slope, she immediately came to help her daughter.

Before the apricot was finished, the sound of a child's crying and a woman's cursing came closer and closer.

"Little bastard, you're not learning well! You stole our eggs and even beat me up. Let's see how your sister explains this to me today!"

"That egg is mine! It's not yours! "

When the cute girl heard Tie Guo's voice, she immediately threw the things to the side. Before she could run out, Orchid City came back wailing with tears, "Mother! Aunt! Someone beat the iron eggs! "

Iron Egg was being dragged along by a fat woman. The new clothes he had changed into this morning were dirty and messy, and there was a large tear on them. He held his head high as he tried to reason with the woman, "My sister cooked that egg for me! What right do you have to say that I stole your home! "

"Why don't you see who in the village is willing to spread their eggs with red cinnabar? If you didn't steal it, how could it have come from a chicken? You, damn child, you don't have a home tutor like that, how did your family manage to teach you that? "

Next to the woman was a boy wearing brocade clothes. He was crying with a face full of reluctance.

"What's going on?" When Iron Egg heard her voice, his face that was pretending to be calm suddenly changed. He wrinkled his lips as tears dripped down from his eyes, "Sis, I didn't steal any of his eggs."

On the left side of Iron Egg's face, there were five clear and swollen finger marks. Seeing this, the cute girl felt as if a string in her heart was broken and her eyes turned red. "Who hit him?" she asked sharply.