The three little girls were sitting in the main room chatting casually. They also analyzed the nearby villages and found out which girls were pretty and which girls were ugly and couldn't get married.
Lian Xiaomin laughed as she listened to the two people talking. People from Northeast China speak in a very funny way. The rough type, when those adjectives come out, can make people laugh to death.
Chunxiu talked about the educated youth they received last time. There were seven of them in total, two of whom were girls. They were well-mannered and looked like students, and they were all junior high school graduates.
She also said that this group of educated youth all came from Hai City. They couldn't understand what they were saying, but they had a lot of luggage, especially that of an educated youth named Qiao Liyun, who had the heaviest luggage. No one knew how much stuff was packed in that big package and how she managed to bring it here.
Later, fearing that the ox would be tired, her grandfather did not allow anyone to get on the cart. They all walked back, and the ox cart only carried the luggage.
Another female educated youth was named Pei Ziqiu. She could not walk halfway through the journey. Later, she let the educated youth take turns riding on the ox cart, and she finally returned.
Several people were also assigned to the nearby villages and towns, with more women being the ones Zhang Shengli had fought for before. There were only five men and two women in Sandaogou.
Lian Xiaomin asked: "Are the female educated youth pretty? How many were there in the village originally?" She hadn't seen any since she arrived, and she hadn't been to the educated youth home very often.
Yufang said: "Originally, there were eight educated youth in our production team, four boys and four girls. Now there are fifteen people in total, six of whom are girls. In fact, the educated youth are not that good-looking. The pretty girls in the nearby villages are much prettier than them. But we rural people are exposed to the wind and sun and do farm work every day. How can we compare with the students in the city?"
Lian Xiaomin nodded in agreement and looked at the two in front of her, especially Chunxiu, who was also very pretty and didn't have to work in the fields.
Although he was just a scorekeeper, he could not avoid the wind and sun. Although it was better than doing farm work, he still got tanned and his skin was rough.
Lian Xiaomin thought to herself that she had to take care of herself and not let her face get sunburned. She looked for some beauty pills to protect herself.
She is still young now, and she wants to be beautiful when she grows up.
The three were chatting about family matters when suddenly the gate opened and Zhang Wenyong came back with a bag in his hand.
Chunxiu said, "Third brother, why have you been missing all day today? Did you get scared by mom and hide away?" She said this with a giggle.
"Little girl, what do you know? I'm afraid of mother? Come on, where is mother? Did she go to see that mean matchmaker again? That mean old woman always instigates our mother. If she makes trouble again, I'll go beat up her son Xiao Manzi."
At this time, Doudou ran over, hugged Zhang Wenyong's thigh and said, "Uncle San, Uncle Bing and Uncle Xiao are looking for you. They want to go up the mountain."
"We're still going up the mountain. We can't take them with us hunting. What can they do?" Zhang Wenyong patted Doudou's little butt, took out two pieces of roasted sweet potatoes from his pocket, broke them in half and gave half to each of the four kids.
Doudou and Milier shouted: "Thank you, Uncle San!"
Xiao Feng'er shouted, "Thank you, Third Brother."
Xiaofu didn't know what to shout, so he followed suit and shouted: "Thank you, Third Brother!" Yes, that was right. Lian Xiaomin secretly praised her younger brother.
Zhang Wenyong was just about to walk towards his room when Lian Xiaomin stopped him.
"Brother Sanyong, I want to ask you something."
"Xiaomin, what's the matter? Tell me." He stopped, turned around and stood there.
Lian Xiaomin said: "I heard that our village is organizing people to go hunting in the mountains. Can you talk to Wang Kui and take me with you?" She has to fight for herself, and she plans to conquer it from Zhang Wenyong.
Zhang Wenyong was amused and said, "Xiaomin, how can you go hunting in the mountains? If you go hunting in the nearby Daqing Mountain, I can take you for a walk someday. It takes more than half a month or a month to go into the deep mountains and forests. You are a little girl, you are not afraid of wild animals, why do you want to go like my two younger brothers?"
Lian Xiaomin felt helpless. She had a lot of abilities, but she was young. Who could she complain to?
She continued to fight without giving up: "Brother Sanyong, don't underestimate me. I have been very strong since I was a child, just like my father. In ancient times, it would be called natural strength! Just like Li Yuanba in the Tang Dynasty! I used to go hunting with my father. My aunt knows about this. It will definitely be useful if she brings me along."
Zhang Wenyong looked at Lian Xiaomin, who was 1.5 meters tall in front of him and was still laughing. An expression of disbelief was clearly revealed on his rebellious and handsome face.
He kept shaking his head, admonishing this tomboy-like little sister who was four years younger than him.
Yufang and Chunxiu were also surprised. They didn’t expect Xiaomin to have such an idea. She was really bold!
Although Xiaomin with short hair looks like a boy and seems to be very strong, he has small arms and thin legs and cannot go hunting in the deep mountains and forests.
So the two of them didn't speak up for her, they just watched her and Zhang Wenyong getting almost angry.
Even Xiaomin's saliva was almost dried up. Although Zhang Wenyong had a hot temper and would often say something to his younger sister Chunxiu, he couldn't stand the fact that his parents favored her, a 15-year-old girl who did nothing at home, and didn't want to find a husband for her, but instead kept their eyes on him... But he was quite patient with this niece of his cousin Qiuping.
I don't know why, but I really like this little girl's personality. She has a heroic spirit all over her body, more like a boy's spirit. If she was his real sister, he would have taken her out a long time ago. She is a small version of Hua Mulan! She is pretty and speaks crisply, but she is not a hot-tempered little pepper...
How to describe her? She is very calm and not like a country girl at all. She is timid when meeting people, dares not speak, and blushes when speaking. But she is not like those educated young women from the city, who are ignorant, weak, noble, and troublesome.
Anyway, he is much more popular than his little five-soldier.
When Zhang Wenyong was with little Hua Mulan, he couldn't say anything harsh. He just listened to her chattering patiently, which made the child very anxious. Haha, it was quite funny.
I'll take her to the nearby mountains for a stroll someday. I don't want her to be too unhappy. Zhang Wenyong thought to himself, and suddenly, there was silence beside his ears. He looked up and saw that Mulan's eyes were wide open and her mouth was closed. The expression on her little face changed a lot, and then she was no longer angry, and the corners of her mouth were raised.
He can finally enter the house. Oh my god, let him go and get into the house quickly.
But Lian Xiaomin couldn't let him go. She frowned, walked forward, grabbed Zhang Wenyong's arm, and pulled him back.
Even Zhang Wenyong was stunned!
This little Hua Mulan's strength is too great. She is 1.8 meters tall for a reason. Who can beat her in a fight? How can a 13-year-old girl grab her as easily as she would a sheep?
He tried to pull his arm free with a little force, but it was useless... He felt confused.
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