There is a treasure in the 60's family [MTL]

Chapter 17 Worm Ash

"Baozhu, come out and play, come, this is the mulberry you just picked, give you a sweet mouth."

"Baozhu, do you want to eat sweet potatoes?"

Since the pest infestation was solved, Song Baozhu's popularity in Xiangfu Village has become even more than ever, as soon as she goes out, people immediately gather around her and hand her all kinds of small snacks.

Song Zhizhong now especially likes to go out with Song Baozhu, those adults give Song Baozhu, Song Baozhu generally doesn't eat much, and Song Zhizhong is cheaper.

Today, Song Baozhu studied for most of the day, taking advantage of the evening to ventilate, the people in the village were resting by the river embankment, and when they saw Song Baozhu, their eyes were green, and they couldn't wait to steal her home and raise her by themselves.

She chatted with the grandparents in the village for a while, and saw Song Zhizhong watching the children in the village swimming in the river, with a look of envy. 

Song Baozhu sighed like a little adult: "Fifth brother, you go, I won't tell my mother."

Wang Guifang was afraid that Song Baozhu would run into the river alone, so she asked Song Zhizhong to watch. Song Zhizhong was very moved, but he was a little hesitant: "No, Mom let me look at you."

"I'm not going, I'm just watching you from the river." , Song Baozhu raised his hand and promised.

Song Zhizhong knew that although Song Baozhu was pampered by everyone in the family, he was very sensible, and instructed her: "Then you must not go to the river, I will swim for a while and come back."

Song Baozhu nodded, Song Zhizhong was like a wild horse that had taken off the reins, only his pants were left, and he jumped into the river with a pop.

Song Baozhu sat by the river, took off his shoes and put his fleshy and white little feet into the shallow water by the river, and the cool river water brushed the surface of his feet, and Song Baozhu squinted his eyes comfortably. Her eyes were large, but when they were closed, they were narrow, like a lazy kitten.

At this time, the girls in the village would take advantage of the cool weather to come to the river to wash their clothes, and as soon as Song Baozhu sat down, a large group of girls came next to her.

These girls are generally over 10 years old, sensible and capable, and are good at helping the family with household chores.

"Baozhu, why are you sitting here alone?" It was Song Hongya from the third room of the Song family who spoke, and she was holding a basin with a laundry stick and a few clothes in the basin.

Now that she is nine years old, Ma Xianglan still loves her daughter, she looks much healthier than other thin little girls, her appearance is delicate, but her eyes are very transparent.

"Sister Red Bud." , Song Baozhu smiled and beckoned to her.

Song Hongya liked this beautiful cousin with the smell of milk very much, and she told her as she approached Song Baozhu: "You stay away from the water, beware of falling into the river."

Song Baozhu nodded, and when she got closer, she took out a handful of snacks in her clothes pocket: "Give it to you."

"Eat it yourself." Song Hongya watched the dried sweet potatoes and peanuts move her lips, but she still turned her head with difficulty.

Song Baozhu stuffed it to her: "You eat, otherwise I will be embarrassed to accept the things that the third aunt will give me in the future."

Song Hongya snorted out laughing and nodded her forehead: "Do you know what to call embarrassing." She had never seen anyone thicker than Song Baozhu.

"Sister Hongya, aren't you going to do the laundry?" At this time, a very dark and thin little girl walked over, and her eyes stopped for a moment on Song Baozhu's skin that was smoother and whiter than milk.

Song Baozhu smiled at her with a little face: "Sister Hongcao, come on, I have peanuts here." As she spoke, she took out another handful and handed it to Song Hongcao.

Song Hongcao, the youngest girl in the Song family's big house, is seven years old this year. She pursed her lips and took Song Baozhu's things, when the two hands touched, one was as thin as firewood, and the other was white and fat, and there was a cute little meat nest on the back of the hand.

Song Hongcao looked at her hands with dark eyes, took her things and sat aside silently.

Song Hongya and Song Baozhu didn't care, Song Hongcao was usually very silent, shy and shy, and would only bury her head in work.

"Red Bud, why did you get here, ah, Baozhu is also here, Baozhu, touch my sister's face..."

"Baozhu smiled, you look good when you smile."

Song Hongya and Song Hongcao just sat down next to Song Baozhu, and the rest of the little girls also hula and came over, they especially liked to tease Song Baozhu.

Song Baozhu is like a bee into the flowers, this sister is next to each other, that sister touches, either praising this sound or praising the beautiful eyes, there is no busier person than her, smiling and revealing a mouthful of small white teeth, which is more beautiful than flowers. made a lot of little girls lean forward and backwards, and wanted to steal her home to be his own sister.

Song Hongya looked at her little cousin who was surrounded by everyone, crying and laughing, and complained to Song Hongcao while washing clothes: "There is no sweeter person than her mouth." It's like honey.

Song Hongcao's back stiffened, and the corners of her mouth pulled into a forced smile.

Just when Song Baozhu was having fun with so many sisters, a young man's hurried voice suddenly came from the side of the embankment: "Baozhu, Baozhu, my dad is looking for you, you come with me." The

person who came was Song Deling's youngest son.

"Brother Muzi, what's the matter with such a hurry?" , Song Hongya stood up and asked.

Song Zhimu picked up Song Baozhu, "I can't say it clearly, my dad is waiting to find Baozhu, so I won't tell you first."

His anxious appearance was seen by many people, and many followed curiously.

Song Zhimu hugged Song Baozhu and walked straight to the field at the east end of the village.

When the group arrived, there were already many people in the field, and only the occasional exclamations were heard. I don't know who turned around and saw Song Baozhu in Song Zhimu's arms, and immediately shouted: "The treasure bead is here, the treasure bead is here!"