After Gao Ronghua left, the old ancestor asked the people around him, "Where is Yun Ting?"

"He went to Xie's house as soon as Gao Miao left in the morning."

"Where is Rongguang?" the old ancestor asked again.

"My dear, my second uncle went out at dawn and said that my father asked him to do some work." The person who answered was Gao Shan, Gao Yunting's father. He was a carpenter and a craftsman could make money as long as he was not afraid of hard work.

The old ancestor nodded with satisfaction and looked towards the ancestral grave mountain.

Gao Rongguang stayed near Xie's house as planned, and he kept an eye on Gao Miao and Xie's every move.

The old ancestor was a cautious person. Last night, he followed Gao Miao's advice and let Xie's mother and son live in his house. In fact, he had other plans.

Gao Miao said that there was smoke coming out of his ancestral grave today.

He was afraid that Gao Miao would do something bad at night.

Similarly, Gao Rongguang was watching there because he was afraid that Gao Miao and the others would do something bad.

Only by keeping a close eye on Gao Miao and the others, and if there is really smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, can we be sure that Gao Miao is not lying.

He asked Gao Yunting to visit Gao Miao often. Of course, it was not just for the sake of good fortune, he had his own intentions.

In short, our ancestors were not people who could be easily fooled.

Similarly, Gao Miao also understood the character of the ancestor, so he led the ancestor to keep an eye on him step by step.

Stare at yourself, there is nothing to be afraid of!

He was prepared for this a long time ago.

Moreover, he knows many things that others don't know.

Letting the ancestors keep an eye on you is to make them believe in you more.

The old ancestor would never have imagined that he would be led by the nose by a seven-year-old child, and he was unaware of it, and he was secretly pleased with his own prudence and wisdom.

Gao Rongguang had been hiding in the bushes, staring closely at the Xie family.

After Xie and his family returned home, Gao Miao did not go out except when Xie went to the vegetable garden.

Occasionally, one could hear the voices of his grandchildren and nephews.

Gao Yunting was a quiet kid at home, but he became more lively at Xie's house.

Gao Miao guessed what the ancestor was going to do, so he didn't go out today and just chopped firewood at home.

However, Gao Yunting was always hanging around in front of him and always wanted to get close to Jiaojiao, which made Gao Miao a little unhappy.

This is his sister.

"You stay here, I'll go to the woodshed and fetch some firewood."

"Oh." Gao Yunting's eyes lit up, and he wanted to take the opportunity to go inside to check on Gao Zhi, but Gao Miao, who stepped into the woodshed, reminded him, "Jiaojiao is asleep, don't disturb her.

You're watching her like a puppy. What if she wakes up and sees a big head in front of her, and gets scared and has nightmares?

No entry, you hear me? "

The light in Gao Yunting's eyes dimmed, "Oh, okay."

Gao Miao then entered the woodshed and heard a squeaking sound coming from the corner.

Gao Miao walked over and squatted in front of a mouse with a burnt tail. He took out a few herbal leaves from his arms, put them in his mouth and chewed them. After they were chewed into a pulp, he applied the medicine to the mouse and wrapped it with a cloth.

"Just recover here, I'll bring you food."

"Also, thank you for yesterday!"

"From now on, you will have all the good things."

The mouse squeaked a few times, then crawled into a haystack nearby and never came out again.

Gao Miao carried the firewood out.

Yesterday, Gao Acai's house caught fire. It was a mouse's fault. The mouse's tail was on fire. It ran from its hole in the ground into Gao Acai's house and set the quilt on fire.

Later, the tablet of Gao Sheng in the village ancestral hall was also the work of the mouse.

Gao Miao had put a small piece of dried meat on the tablet in advance.

The mouse was hungry, and when it pulled the jerky, the tablet fell off.

No one's attention was there at the time, so no one noticed the mouse.

As for why the mice listened to Gao Miao, this was Gao Miao's secret, or it could be said that it was a skill he learned from his elder brother.

But this skill is also harmful to your health.

His family was poor, so he had no choice but to have a good meal at his ancestor's house.

I had a good sleep and now I feel much better.

Gao Miao looked like he wanted to chop all the firewood in the woodshed.

Going in and out to work.

Gao Yunting had nothing to do, and Gao Miao didn't let him go in to see Jiaojiao, so he was really bored, so he helped collect firewood.

Gao Miao chopped the firewood on the ground, picked it up and carried it back to the woodshed.

It's almost noon.

Mrs. Xie was cooking in the kitchen. She thought she was going to die yesterday and didn't want to starve to death, so she used up all the rice and flour left in the house. If the old ancestor hadn't invited us to dinner last night, we would have had to eat boiled vegetables.

This morning, after they returned home, the ancestor asked the village chief's wife to send eggs and rice noodles over.

How dare she accept it?

But the village chief's wife said that the ancestors said that this was lent to them, and said that only if the baby is well fed can they raise a lucky baby.

Speaking of Jiaojiao and looking at the several kilograms of flour, Mrs. Xie wiped her tears and accepted it.

She can eat boiled vegetables, but Jiaojiao can't.

So, take it!

I will come back later!

Remember favors!

There was a fragrance coming from the kitchen. Xie cooked a bowl of lighter batter and added an egg to it to make it more nutritious.

Jiaojiao should be three or four months old. In the countryside, children of this age can also eat paste or rice soup.

This is the situation at home.

The milk is gone, but there is no more batter.

Mrs. Xie came out of the kitchen with a bowl in her hand. Seeing Gao Yunting helping with the work, she greeted him with a smile, "Yunting, eat here at noon. I'll cook after I feed Jiaojiao."

Gao Yunting quickly shook his head, "Aunt, no need, my grandma told me to go home for dinner."

"Auntie, do you want to feed Jiaojiao?" Gao Yunting's eyes lit up.

"yes."

"Well, well, well... can I go in and watch Jiaojiao eat?" Gao Yunting looked at Xie with anticipation.

Xie nodded, "Of course!"

"Then I'll go in and take a look." Just as Gao Yunting was about to follow, Gao Miao's voice came from behind, "You are all dirty, don't you want to wash your hands and face? The water tank is over there, go wash yourself."

Gao Yunting hurried to wash his hands and face.

Gao Miao raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat off his face and looked up at the sun shining high in the sky.

Almost there!

At this time, the old ancestor could no longer sit still. He stood at the gate of the courtyard, sometimes looking towards the Xie family, and sometimes looking towards the ancestral grave mountain.

It’s almost time for lunch, why is there still no news?

In the grass behind the Xie family's house, Gao Rongguang was hot, thirsty, and anxious.

He didn't know why he came here to stare at Xie's mother and son, but he had been staring at them for most of the day and was almost dried into jerky, but his eldest brother still hadn't come to call him.

His elder brother didn't say anything, and he didn't dare leave.

On the ancestral grave hill, Gao Ronghua stood under a big tree, staring at his family's ancestral grave.

But it was already noon and there was no movement at all.

He thought of his grandfather's instructions to go home if there was no movement after noon.

Gao Ronghua is in a bad mood.

Since there is no smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, does that mean the rumor that a high-ranking official will be born in the family cannot be taken seriously?

Thinking of this, he became annoyed with Gao Miao.

You little rascal, you are actually playing tricks.

Go back and deal with him!

A gust of wind blew, Gao Rongguang sniffed hard, turned around and looked at a place not far away, his eyes widened like copper bells.