Chapter 11
Zhao Xiaoli was undoubtedly aware of this, but she frowned and thought for a long time, then sighed a little dejectedly: "I don't know either. Maybe I'll tell my mom secretly, but it would be great if there was a better way."
With such a large sum of money in her hand, there was no way she would not use it to improve her life. After all, in that big family, a little girl like her couldn't even eat half a boiled egg. She was even worse off than Yunmian.
Hearing this, Yun Jin didn't say anything else, but only promised her: "I will go to the county town tomorrow."
After Zhao Xiaoli left with worry, Yun Jin looked at her daughter who had been listening quietly, reached out her hand, pulled her to her and hugged her gently.
"Mom?" Little Yun Mianmian looked up in confusion.
The next second, her mother pinched her cheek, and a familiar voice rang in her ears: "Put on more clothes, and then we will go out and collect some firewood."
Late autumn and early winter are the best times to collect firewood. Many branches become extremely brittle after frost, and even a 5-year-old child like Yunmian can break them effortlessly.
Not to mention the countless long and thin dead branches and leaves scattered on the ground. Yunmian followed her mother and soon picked up a small pile of dead branches.
After piling them together one by one, he waved to his mother to come over and tie the firewood into small bundles with ropes made of wild grass.
Yunmian was having fun picking up the little firewoods, and was always paying attention to her mother's actions.
Yun Jin was now climbing a very tall tree. He lowered his head and urged his daughter under the tree to move away. Then he swung the machete in his hand vigorously, shaving off the dry branches and leaves on the tree.
At first Yunmian was very worried that her mother might fall from the tree. Later, when she found that her mother was very stable, she rolled around in a pile of dead leaves with peace of mind.
These leaves are crispy and make crackling sounds when she steps on them. Yun Mian has only seen this body in her memory playing with them, but she has actually been curious about them for a long time and now she can finally get what she wants.
She happily wrapped herself in a pile of dead leaves, moved her hands and feet, and rolled over and over on the leaves. She listened to the sound of dead leaves breaking in her ears and happily increased the amplitude of her movements.
This is as fun as stepping in puddles on a rainy day!
Yunmian excitedly rolled a pile of dead leaves and then set his eyes on another pile.
Just as I was about to continue jumping over to play, I heard my mother's threatening voice above my head: "Mianmian, if you don't get up, every one of these firewood will fall on you."
Yunmian: “…”
In a flash, I understood the threat in my mother's words. It was too cruel. She actually wanted to use all the firewood sticks as weapons to hit her!
The little girl, whose body and head were covered with dead leaves, stiffened for a moment, then slowly and reluctantly climbed up from the pile of dead leaves.
With her hair messed up like a chicken coop, she put her hands behind her back and looked up obediently: "Mom, Mianmian helped you pick up a lot of firewood, Mianmian didn't play secretly~"
If you ignore the crumbs all over her body and her hair which is as messy as a crazy woman's, these words still have a little bit of credibility.
Unfortunately, Yun Jin knew too well how shameless and naughty her daughter was, so she just said coldly, "If I hadn't seen three piles of firewood when I came down, I wouldn't have brought you out to work next time, or you would just play around and cause more trouble than good."
Yunmian: “!!!”
How can this be possible!!
Mommy's little tail can't lose her job!
Yunmian stood up straight and said loudly and righteously, "Mom, please come down slowly! Mianmian is too young and is a little slow in picking up firewood, but Mianmian will work hard!"
After saying that, she rushed towards where there were twigs, in a hurry, determined to collect three piles of firewood before her mother came down from the tree!
While Yunmian was working hard to collect firewood, the system that had just rolled leaves happily with her was squatting steadily on a high branch, watching the host work hard, and using its high vantage point to point out where the most and best firewood was.
The two of them cooperated well and picked up three piles of firewood before Yunjin got down from the tree.
Yun Mian sat down on the ground exhausted, gasping for breath. Before she knew it, her small body fell into the pile of dead leaves behind her, as if she couldn't stand up anymore.
Even so, she still tried to raise her voice to explain herself: "Mom, Mianmian didn't play with leaves. I'm just too tired. I'll lie down for a while and get up soon!"
He lay down until he got down from the tree from his mother and all the firewood was sorted and tied up.
When Yunjin came over, the little guy had already sunk into the dead leaves, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.
Yun Jin: “…”
Originally, I only needed to carry all the firewood back, but now I have to carry an extra piglet.
The piglet Yunmian had no idea of her mother's complaints. Her energy for the day had been completely used up by collecting firewood and playing with leaves. Even when her mother gently put her in a backpack and carried her home on the bumpy ride, she showed no intention of waking up.
Yun Jin put her daughter on the bed, frowned as she stared at the crumbs all over the little girl's body and her messy hair, sighed helplessly, and finally lifted the quilt and gently covered her with it.
After closing the door, Yunjin found a hand-woven bag in the yard, put it in her backpack, then locked the door and left.
When she was cutting down trees just now, she found a lot of mushrooms on the trees and in some bushes. It had rained two days ago, and the rotten leaves, tree stumps and moist soil had become a paradise for the mushrooms to reproduce and grow.
Although they may have been picked up by villagers once, the newly grown ones are enough for Yunjin to pick and bring back for her daughter's meal.
She had never thought of selling them. After all, mushrooms were seasonal food. Rather than drying them and selling them, it was more important to improve her daughter's poor diet.
About half an hour after Yunjin left, the little girl curled up in the quilt finally got up from the bed, calling for her mother in a daze.
"Mianmian, your mother went out to fetch firewood after carrying you back." The system flew into Yunmian's arms and told her, "It will probably take a while for her to come back, but she has locked the gate."
In this way, Yunmian can no longer run around and play when she wakes up, and can only stay at home and wait for her to come back.
Yun Mian rubbed her eyes and sat on the bed in a daze for a while. It took her a long time before she got out of bed, holding the system and opened the door.
Yunmian sat on the doorstep, looked at the bright sky above the courtyard and yawned.
"Uncle System, do you know a lot of words?" She asked her system while holding her face.
The system answered honestly: "I know a lot of characters. The characters of each country and race are different. Before I am put into a world, I will be loaded with all the characters in that world."
After a long speech, Yunmian only accurately captured the first sentence: I know a lot of words.
The little girl who was still a little sleepy just now immediately became alert. She ran into the house and took out the books that teacher He Kaijin had given her. She found the one with words and held it in her arms. She looked at the system with big and bright eyes and asked expectantly, "Uncle, can you teach Mianmian to recognize words?"
Fearing that Uncle System would reject her, she quickly added: "Mianmian will study hard."
The system scanned the host's current appearance, which was actually quite embarrassing.
He still had a messy mess on his head, wore a tattered thin jacket, and his body was covered with broken leaves and dry grass stalks. No matter how you looked at him, he looked like a little beggar.
But the little beggar was sitting at a small table outside, holding a brand new book. His bright eyes were illuminated by the autumn sun, and he was looking at it without blinking, full of anticipation.
The system had never been requested in this way by the host before, because they would only beg it to give them another chance when they were in trouble or about to die.
But these hosts have died once in their own world. It has already given them a chance. If they fail to complete the task, even the system cannot help them be reborn a second time.
But now Yunmian only asked it to teach her how to read.
It has nothing to do with life or death dilemmas.
He didn't whine about anything that could be exchanged for his efforts, but just sincerely promised that he would study hard and seriously.
It was just such a kid. After a moment of silence, the system replied softly amid her secretly nervous mood: "Okay, I can teach the host to read."
The General Administration has strict regulations that the villain role-playing system cannot provide any cheats for the host, but after the system agreed to this, the supervision process did not sound any alarms.
This shows that teaching Yunmian to read does not mean providing her with a golden finger.
After getting a positive answer from the system uncle, Yun Mian jumped happily for several times in the yard, and then quickly imitated the posture of the children in school and sat down upright at the small table.
The system guided her to open the book in front of her, and when she turned to the first lesson, it read it to her with clear pronunciation.
Yunmian's eyes were filled with admiration for Uncle System.
But she did not get distracted. Although she did not know for the time being which words the system uncle read out corresponded to the words in the book, she still tried hard to memorize the words and pronunciations read out by the system.
"Mianmian, I will only read the first paragraph next. What you need to do is to remember this paragraph, and then match it with the words in the book one by one. This way, your efficiency in recognizing words will be much higher." The system naturally took on the role of a teacher and arranged the most appropriate teaching method for Yunmian based on her situation.
Yunmian accepted it all with pleasure.
When Yunjin came back with a basket of firewood taller than her, before she opened the gate, she heard her daughter's clear voice slowly rising from the courtyard.
"This. Day. I..."
Yun Jin paused in taking out the key, then slowed down his pace, and with the heavy load of firewood on his back, he laboriously placed the bag in his hand and the firewood on his back diagonally on the ground outside.
She didn't even bother to rub her aching back. She walked quickly to the gate of the courtyard, holding the key in her hand. Through the crack in the door, she looked intently and tenderly at the little girl in the courtyard who was lying on a book and reciting aloud word by word.
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