013 Joke language

  Anwen took a few packages of medicine and went back, when she returned to Green Bamboo Village, it was just the time when everyone finished their work in the fields and went home for lunch. The rural roads were quite lively at this time. Men carried hoes on their shoulders, women held children's hands, chatting and hurrying home. Of course, those who would return home for lunch were generally those whose fields were closer to home. Like the Bai family, because they moved here later, their fields were all developed from the more distant wasteland behind the village. So the Bai family members always went out early and returned late, with lunch sent over by family members.

  At this time, An Yan walked on the road and attracted everyone's attention.

  "Early this morning, I saw Tang Jinxiu rushing out of the village, but I don't know what's going on?"

  A young woman holding a child, pulled her sister-in-law and started talking.

  The voice was neither loud nor soft, just right for me to hear.

  "Isn't he going to rush to Qing City again to see that Ruan family young master?"

  "This can't be, she's already a married woman, and yet she still does this kind of thing, it's simply shameless. Oh my, I'm embarrassed for her."

  In the morning, everyone was busy working in the fields and there weren't many people around, so they just whispered a few words to each other and exchanged a few glances. Now that there's some free time and more people are around, someone started talking and the murmurs of discussion suddenly grew louder.

  An Yan felt a bit helpless, she wanted to pretend she hadn't heard and just walk away. But in this village where everyone knew each other, it was impossible to always pretend not to see. An Yan thought for a moment before looking up and addressing the woman who had first spoken out: "Riches Auntie, I saw your son Qiangzi carrying his little brother on his back at the village entrance earlier. He's only six years old but already so responsible, he'll definitely have a great future ahead of him."

  The rich and noble daughter-in-law suddenly heard An Yan calling her, and her heart skipped a beat. In the past, whenever Tang Jinxiu encountered such things, she would always snort coldly, look at everyone with disdain, and then raise her chin high and walk away proudly. So, people became more and more unscrupulous, developing to the point where they would speak ill of her right in front of her face. Who knew that today, just as soon as it started, she was called out by name. The rich daughter-in-law still thought that this matter might not be simple, but when she heard these words, she was suddenly stunned and stood there in shock.

  When Tang Jinxiu realized what was going on, she suddenly became embarrassed and stuttered, "Qiangzi... Qiangzi that child... has always been mischievous, I often can't do anything about him."

  Rich Auntie's dry words were barely finished, and her face was already somewhat unbearable. She had just finished speaking ill of others, when the other person turned around and praised her child. This is what it means to have a thick skin, but even that wasn't useful at this moment.

  "Rich and noble sister, no need to be humble. This child of Strong is a good child at first glance."

  Her face was calm and gentle, with a faint smile at the corners of her mouth. Praising her child in front of a mother is more useful than saying any other sweet words.

  "Right, I still have chores to do at home, so I'll head back first."

  After finishing speaking, the rich daughter-in-law pulled her sister-in-law beside her and hurriedly rushed home. The little daughters-in-law and old wives who were originally participating in the discussion also returned to their respective homes at this moment. Now that Tang Jinxiu has such a gentle appearance, they really can't say anything about it. Suddenly, everyone dispersed and went back home.

  Anwen watched as each family returned home, a faint smile on her lips like the breeze. The villagers here were still very simple and pure, even a bit lovable.

  She withdrew her gaze and turned around to continue heading in the direction of the White family's residence.

  Walking along the quiet little road, the closer you get to the White's house, the quieter it becomes.

  Even before approaching, the distant smoke has already risen, and there are the continuous mountains. It seems that even the green bamboo on Qingzhushan can be seen, swaying in the clear wind. Such a scene is like the most peaceful expression of the world.

  She hadn't even entered the White's house when she could already hear the sound of children playing inside.

  Gently pushing open the door, I saw Xiao Pang rushing around in the yard alone, chasing after an old hen. The old hen was probably let out to forage, but at this moment it was being chased by Xiao Pang and flapping its wings all over the yard.

  Xiao Pang seemed to have heard something and turned his head, seeing An Yan standing at the door, suddenly a pair of big eyes rolled around.

  Then she called out in a timid voice: "Auntie Jinzhu."

  Just after shouting, she lowered her head timidly and still clutched at her little dress with her small hands.

  Seeing the cute little fatty again, An Yan suddenly felt as if flowers were blooming in her heart, and she was overjoyed. She walked slowly to the little fatty's side, first putting down the package of medicinal herbs, then squatting down to be on the same level as the little fatty.

  "How come Fatty doesn't want to see Auntie Jinxiu? Is it because Auntie Jinxiu is very ugly, so Fatty doesn't want to see her? Right, it must be that."

  The words spoken with a tone of uncertainty and sadness, the expression on his face was vividly lifelike, at this moment he really looked like a child.

  "No, it's just that Fatou likes Tai Yi, and Tai Yi is pretty. It's just...Tai Yi doesn't like Fatou."

  Fat Xiao suddenly raised his head to refute, and when he said the last sentence, he lowered his head again. An Yan still saw that Fat Xiao's big eyes were filled with misty water, shining brightly, extremely pitiful.

  An Yan looked at the three-year-old chubby and let out a soft sigh in her heart. After all, this was still just a child, and in modern times, they probably only knew how to cry and throw tantrums in their parents' arms. But now, Chubby was so sensitive and sensible. She stretched out her hands and gently wrapped Chubby into her arms.

  Chubby suddenly found himself being hugged into someone's arms, and his eyes, which were filled with mist, widened in alarm, revealing a mixture of unease and fear.

  An spoke softly and maintained a gentle posture, without adding any strength, she even freed up one hand to gently pat the back of Pang Yu's buttocks.

  Pang Ya started with a tight little body, but later on, under An Yan's gentle comfort, she slowly relaxed.

  "Auntie of Embroidered Brocade..."

  A soft and gentle voice echoed in An Yan's ear, carrying a faint sense of attachment and joy.

  Her face lit up with joy in an instant. Children are so simple-minded; as long as you treat them well, they will quickly forget the bad things that happened to them before.

  "Good girl, Auntie Jinxiu likes you very much."

  An softly let go of Pang Ya, her elegant eyes filled with a warm smile. Under Pang Ya's big round gaze, she lowered her head and kissed her tender little face gently.

  It was as if the butterfly's wings had brushed against his skin, leaving a warm and gentle sensation that made Little Fatty's eyes widen in an instant. He even stretched out his small hands to touch his own face in wonder, then burst into happy laughter.

  "Heh heh..."

  A silvery, melodious laughter echoes through the air, as if the wind has scattered willow catkins, filling the air with petals like flying flowers. Pure white and soft as cotton candy, sweet as can be.

  Such a scene is so beautiful, it's dizzying Su Sanmo Yu's usual eyes.