Xiang Ci didn't show much surprise when he heard what Xiang Ling said.

This surprised Xiang Ling: "Are you not surprised at all? Or have you already recognized it?"

Everyone in the family knew that Xiang Ci could see certain things, so Xiang Ling asked like this.

Xiang Ci shook his head: "No, I just thought that if they were from a village too far away, they would not be able to run such a long way to our Xiangjia Village under such a strong sun, and they would be burned to death halfway."

Xiang Ling stared at Xiang Ci for a few seconds before speaking out: "How did I find that you suddenly became smarter? Are you sure you are still the Xiang Ci that I know, and not a different soul inside?"

This sudden remark made Xiang Ci shocked and annoyed, and she emboldened to shout angrily: "Xiang Ling, what are you talking about? If you want to have a sister again, you should tell me earlier, and don't scare me with this kind of resurrecting a corpse."

If she was not the real Xiang Ci, she would have been really frightened when Xiang Ling said this.

I was really worried that her family would recognize her as a fake and use her reputation as a monster to burn her.

I am also afraid that the family members who love Xiao Qi so much will be sad if they find that their beloved Xiao Qi is no longer there.

Fortunately, she is the real Xiao Qi, not a resurrected one, but a Xiao Qi who traveled to another world and came back.

Xiang Ling looked away with guilt and self-reproach, and heard Xiang Ci's soft voice: "I will believe what you say, because I think this world has a soul."

She is the best proof.

Since there are souls, there must be gods.

If this were to happen, the gods happened to patrol here and let her return to another world with just a few words. She would not be scared to death.

"So don't say this to me in the future, I'm afraid."

She spoke sincerely, and her voice was so low that it made people feel distressed.

"sorry."

Xiang Ling's voice was strong: "I'm just asking casually. If you are afraid, pinch me and hit me twice. I will never fight back."

They were obviously such caring words, but they were said so badly that they deserved a beating.

Xiang Ci pouted and shook his head: "I don't want it, I want to get up. What's the situation now?"

While she was getting dressed, she asked Xiang Ling, not forgetting to ask Liuya, who wanted to get close to her, to come closer to her.

Such a cute little thing, how could he have the heart to push her away.

Liuya's eyes are prettier than those of Erya and the others. Maybe it's because the child hasn't grown yet, which makes her eyes look big and dark.

Xiang Ling's eyes fell on Liuya who was surrounding Xiao Qi: "The body is still under the city wall, Grandpa and the others are having a meeting."

Xiang Ci paused slightly while putting on his clothes: "The body is still under the city wall? Didn't Kaikai and Third Brother go see it yesterday?"

"When Kaixin and Third Brother went there, the man had already been sunburned to death." Xiang Ling's face tightened and his tone was cold, "If the body was dragged in at that time, Jiang Hongli would definitely take action."

"It's better to wait until after dark to talk about the situation."

It's dark now, and no one dares to go out during the day.

Xiang Ci thought about it and felt that this was the reason.

She put on her clothes, stretched out her hand towards Liuya, and smiled gently.

Liuya looked at this hand, was slightly startled, and quickly grabbed Xiang Ci's hand, smiling so hard that her eyes disappeared.

The little hand Xiang Ci held felt the calluses on her palms, and she sighed inwardly.

The child, who is obviously only three years old, has so many calluses on his hands that he has not been able to heal them even after being raised in their home for more than a month.

It can be seen how bad Liuya's hands were in the past and how much she did at home.

Even three-year-old Liuya's hands are so ugly, let alone Daya and Erya.

They will do more things in the Gao family, and the suffering they will suffer will be beyond their imagination.

Fortunately, Lady Jing Ping protected them and allowed them to survive safely.

Thinking of the Queen of Purifying Ping, Xiang Ci subconsciously looked towards the wine pot in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The hip flask was still the same size as the last time she saw it, it hadn't grown or shrunk.

Xiang Ci sighed secretly, it was a good thing that it didn't shrink.

At this time, it is understandable that she did not give everyone spiritual spring water, and the wine pot did not grow long.

As for her shrinkage, Xiang Ci guessed that she was injured last time and the wine bottle was also damaged, and then she shrunk.

There’s no instruction manual for this wine flask, so it’s really frustrating to just rely on your own guessing.

"Seventh sister, your hands feel so comfortable!" Liuya suddenly said.

Xiang Ci lowered his gaze and looked at Liuya. Looking at her ignorant and straightforward eyes, his heart ached.

Are your hands comfortable?

She doesn't even do much housework at home, let alone farm work.

The most common thing is to go up the mountain to pick mushrooms, dig wild vegetables, and occasionally drag one or two bundles of firewood home.

At other times, she was just like a lady, reading, writing, and painting, and she was so delicate and cute.

Her family is located in these mountains and valleys, but it is a well-known scholarly family.

The scholarly family in the small mountain village is also a scholarly family.

Although she was born prematurely, she was a brilliant and accident-prone girl, but her whole family supported her and she lived to be so old.

How could these hands be rough?

It stands to reason that for a girl her age, compared to three-year-old Liuya, Liuya's hands should be softer.

But I didn't expect Liuya to say this. It was really pitiful and heartbreaking.

Xiang Ci didn't know how to answer, so he forced a smile: "I like Liuya the best."

Liuya's smile was bright and her eyes were as crooked as the moon: "I also like the seventh sister the most."

Xiang Ci gave Liuya a cute smile, and the two held hands and swayed forward.

Xiang Ling looked at the two people, one big and one small, holding hands, and his suspicious eyes moved from the older one to the younger one.

When did their relationship become so good?

Don’t we all eat and live together?

Because everyone suspected that Xiao Qi was risking his own life to save others, the family members did not tell Xiao Qi about this speculation.

And tried hard to prevent Erya and the others from getting too close to Xiaoqi. Logically speaking, Liuya shouldn't be close to Xiaoqi.

Why are we so close all of a sudden?

It seems that they didn't take enough precautions. Please pay attention next time. Let's forget it this time.

Xiang Ling followed them into the courtyard and heard Dabao's crisp voice: "Seventh Aunt, I want to hold hands too."

"Okay, okay, Dabao, hold hands." Xiang Ci's voice was very sweet. Just listening to her voice, you can imagine her smiling face at this moment.

Xiang Ci held Liuya in his left hand and Dabao in his right hand. The two little kids were chatting with her in the middle.

Dabao: "This is my seventh aunt."

Liuya: "This is my seventh sister."

Dabao shook his head: "No, this is my seventh aunt, not my seventh sister."

"It's Seventh Sister, I called Seventh Sister." Liuya's eyes widened and she tried to make her voice louder, but it still seemed very small.

She is timid and is afraid of disturbing others if she speaks loudly.

She was also afraid of seeing other people's unkind looks, so she didn't dare speak loudly.

Dabao shook his head again and waved his hands: "Wrong, it's Aunt Seven, not Sister Seven."

Liuya hesitated and looked up at Xiang Ci unconfidently, the confusion in her eyes obvious.

What Dabao said was right, wasn't I wrong?

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