Rebirth in the 80s: Group Pet Sweet Little Cutie

Yun Mian was reborn in the 1980s, becoming a helpless little orphan. Fortunately, her dad brought her home, and her grandparents doted on her like the apple of their eye.

Her grandma pointed ...

Chapter 95: The Sharp-tongued Little Master with a Soft Heart (Please Vote and Collect)

Seeing the old friend, Mrs. Chu had some thoughts in her mind. She spoke and gestured at the same time.

In front of Young Master San and Lu Feng, Yun Jianhua felt a little embarrassed.

"Mrs. Chu has a really good memory. She can still remember things from more than 20 years ago."

Yun Jianhua shouted twice more into the loudspeaker before returning it to its original position. He extended his hand to Old Madam Chu and said, "Once this loudspeaker sounds, the villagers will quickly gather under the large weeping willow at the village entrance. Please, Old Madam Chu, Young Master, and the two of you, follow me to the village entrance."

As he spoke, Yun Jianhua planned to help Madam Chu push the wheelchair.

Young Master Sanye grabbed the wheelchair first. Yun Jianhua met Young Master Sanye's gaze and subconsciously retracted his outstretched hand. At the same time, a chill ran down his back and he shuddered.

It's summer time, but he actually feels cold. It's weird.

"Thank you for your kindness, Secretary Yun. I'll just push Grandma."

When the Third Master started talking, Yun Jianhua suddenly felt even colder.

The tone of voice of this child is as cold as ice. He is obviously just a little kid, but why does he speak like an adult?

Yun Jianhua scratched the back of his head in confusion. After the Third Master pushed Old Madam Chu's wheelchair, he followed closely behind the wheelchair, looking at the back of the Third Master's beautiful and stylish head.

"How old is this child?"

Seeing that Mrs. Chu's special nurse Chen Ju was smiling and seemed easy to talk to, Yun Jianhua was really curious and asked Chen Ju a question.

Chen Ju could see that Yun Jianhua was frightened by his own third master.

The young Third Master's aura is even stronger than that of the Third Master. How can he not be scared?

She remembered that when she first came to the old lady's side, she was almost scared to quit her job when she saw the Third Master. At that time, the Third Master was only seven or eight years old.

Chen Ju chuckled softly and said, "Little Third Master just turned thirteen. Although my Little Third Master has a cold temper, he has always been kind-hearted. This is Little Third Master's first time in Xiushui Village and he's not familiar with you, Secretary Yun. You'll get along well after spending some time together."

"Aunt Ju, I didn't ask you to praise me, why are you saying so much?"

Chen Ju looked forward and found that the Third Master's ears were red. She covered her mouth with her hands and laughed secretly.

Although the Third Master usually behaves so maturely, he is actually the same as other children of his age. He will feel happy when praised by the elders he cares about, and his handsome face will turn red because of shyness.

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Old Yun family.

The loudspeaker stopped blaring. Mei Cuiping picked up the bowl in front of her and continued eating. As she chewed, she mumbled, "A distinguished guest! What distinguished guest? Every household in the village has to send a representative to greet them at the village entrance. How is this any different from welcoming the Empress Dowager in feudal society?"

"Secretary Yun meant that every household should send a representative to the village entrance to pick up gifts. The distinguished guests who came to our village brought gifts."

Yun Aiguo quickly corrected his wife.

Mei Cuiping quickly finished the remaining mixed-grain rice in the bowl.

"The land has just been handed over to the farmers, and every household has very little food in their warehouses. I don't want to take advantage of others. I'm going to chop grass for the pigs. I need to chop the wild celery you cut last night and boil a small pot of it to test for poison using the method Mianmian mentioned. If the silver doesn't turn black, we'll quickly go and cut all the wild celery at the edge of the field."

Seeing his wife put down her bowl and chopsticks and prepare to go get busy, Yun Aiguo said hurriedly, "Secretary Yun has already notified us via the loudspeaker. It would be inappropriate for our family not to send a representative. I'll chop the wild celery and cook it. It would be nice if you could take Mianmian to the village entrance to see what's going on. Children love to watch the fun."