However.

Qin Sanye stopped him and said, "Xiaobei, you don't have to work, just go sit down and rest."

He was driven away.

Zhao Xiaobei was forced to stand aside. His little hands were dirty after touching the stone, and he was tightening his fingers helplessly.

It seemed like he couldn't fit into this strange environment.

As he pieced the family together...

Just when the boy felt heavy in his heart, a clear shout suddenly came.

"Xiaobei! Xiaobei! Come here!"

Zhao Xiaobei turned around and saw Jiang Nian waving at him.

He walked over slowly.

Jiang Nian saw what happened just now, and was also keenly aware of Zhao Xiaobei's depressed mood.

She took out a handkerchief and wiped Zhao Xiaobei's palms.

"Xiaobei, the wound on your palm has just healed, you still need to rest and don't hurt yourself again."

"Working in the fields is what adults should do. You are still a child now, so you should do things that children like."

"You can play games, hide and seek, catch butterflies, look at flowers, look at grass, anything."

"Come, sit here with my An An—"

Talking.

Jiang Nian took Zhao Xiaobei's hand and let him sit on the newly laid blanket, next to Xiao Anbao.

When little Anbao saw someone approaching her, someone she was familiar with, she smiled and showed a few of her little baby teeth.

Zhao Xiaobei, who had just sat down, felt uncomfortable all over and had a hint of embarrassment on his face.

Jiang Nian had never done the things that he mentioned. As long as he was in the fields, he would work no matter how young he was.

"But I—"

Jiang Nian interrupted immediately, "There are not so many buts and don'ts. You are a child, so you should listen to adults. If you really want to help, help me take care of An An."

Zhao Xiaobei asked in confusion, "Take care of An An?"

"Well, I'll leave An An to you."

Jiang Nian patted Zhao Xiaobei's shoulder in a similar manner.

Then he took out a big bag of Wangzai steamed buns and stuffed them into Zhao Xiaobei's arms.

"This is a snack, you and An An eat it together. There are bottles, kettles, and other food. If An An is thirsty, feed her milk. If she is hungry, give her some steamed buns. If she wets her pants, call you Uncle Qin. The rest of the time, you play games with An An."

Little Anbao must have the word "play". He shook his little hands vigorously, his eyes sparkling, and he was so happy.

Jiang Nian asked again, "Xiao Bei, do you understand?"

"……Understood."

Zhao Xiaobei held a handful of steamed buns in his hands, looked up at Jiang Nian, and nodded unconsciously.

He was in a trance...

Is it that simple?

There is food, drinks and entertainment, and all we have to do is sit here?

Jiang Nian felt relieved to leave Xiao Anbao to Zhao Xiaobei, because she could see that this was a little boy who was far beyond his age and very reliable.

She touched little Anbao's face.

"An An, you must listen to Brother Xiao Bei. Mommy is leaving for a while and will be back soon."

"...Brother...Mom..."

Little Anbao shook his head, crawled on the blanket, and stretched out his head to grab the foxtail grass on the grass.

Zhao Xiaobei hurriedly brought Xiao Anbao back and picked some dogtail grass and put it in Xiao Anbao's hands.

Two figures, one big and one small, stuck together.

Jiang Nian no longer had any worries. He carried the bamboo backpack he had brought up the mountain on his back and handed a bamboo basket to Song Yingying.

"Yingying, let's go up the mountain to dig mushrooms."