Jiang Sheng was the most carefree, with her father and grandmother by her side. Manager Hao and Manager Bai also went back to visit her. The carefree girl loved to go back to Shili Pu Village to play.
At first, everyone thought she was some noble lady and only dared to look at her from afar.
As the year drew to a close, Jiang Sheng stepped into a mud pit and had no choice but to take off her precious clothes, leaving her only in a plain-colored cotton-padded jacket with a lining and some casual shoes she had bought in town.
The uncles and aunts at the village entrance finally recognized her and exclaimed in shock, "Oh my, this is little Jiang Sheng! She's grown so much!"
"You've gotten so fat! Where have you been all these years? We were worried about you for so long. Where are your brothers? We can't find them anywhere."
"Thinking back to before, I was so short and thin, how did I become so strong in the blink of an eye?"
Everyone gathered together, chatting and laughing, their smiles full of goodwill.
Holding the string of candied hawthorns, Jiang Sheng didn't know how to respond. Suddenly, she had a bright idea and exclaimed, "My brother made a fortune outside, and he's treating you to candied hawthorns!"
I thought everyone would be happy and would cheer.
But to my surprise, the aunt at the village entrance waved her hand and said, "Even if you get rich, you're still children. Earning money isn't easy. Eat it yourselves."
"If you have nowhere to eat, I'll save you a meat bun."
"It's Chinese New Year, why don't you come over for dinner?"
"Little Jiang Sheng, how come you've only grown taller and fatter over the years, while your eyes are still the same as before?"
The villagers are simple and honest, and their language is plain and unadorned.
They thought it was like an eyeball, but it was actually pure and unchanged.
Jiang Sheng is still Jiang Sheng after all these years. She can eat banquets in the capital city or eat candied hawthorns at the village entrance. She can befriend noble ladies from Fengjing families or play cat's cradle with little kids in the village.
Shedding her fancy clothes, the little girl in simple cotton clothes always wears a carefree smile. She doesn't mind getting dirty when she steps into the mud. Holding a candied hawthorn, she looks like a seven-year-old with the innocence of a fifteen-year-old.
Yes, she turned fifteen as the New Year's bells rang.
The uncles and aunts in the village returned home for dinner, and the prefectural governor's carriage, which had been delayed for a long time, slowly returned.
"Jiang Sheng."
"Little Jiang Sheng."
"Nannan."
"Little ginger."
"girl."
"Master."
"younger sister."
Countless figures surged in from all directions: Chang Yan, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe; Xu Mo, a third-rank prefect; Zheng Ruqian, dressed in luxurious silk; Fang Heng, a dashing general; Wen Zhiyun, shy and delicate; an elderly grandmother; a tall and robust father; Jiang Chengyuan, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist; Zhang Xianglian, beautiful and gentle; and many, many others.
In her life, she lost wealth and honor, but also received countless acts of kindness.
She broke away from the path of the general's daughter and became a bright and completely new version of herself.
She is Jiang Sheng, and she is forever pure and happy.
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