Xiang Ci spent one night pouring spiritual spring water on all the fields in Xiangjia Village, including the reclaimed wasteland.

After all this was done, the rooster crowed.

Bored and exhausted, the two of them rushed home at dawn. The villagers were already getting up one after another.

Laughter, noise, and wake-up calls all merged into a beautiful piece of music.

Smoke began to rise from the chimney, and the fragrance of porridge and sweet potatoes filled my nose, making me feel hungry just by smelling it.

The young cubs on the grain drying ground are already exercising, and the sound of hahahahao is so loud that it makes people excited.

The children who were not allowed to come out took advantage of this time to come out and have fun.

After all, everyone is here. If a big bird really flies over to snatch the child, the adults can snatch the child back in time.

The villagers' enthusiasm for life was not dampened by the death of one person.

It was as calm as if Xiang Yao's death had not happened yesterday.

Xiang Ci saw Xiao Zai when he was still some distance away from home.

She knew that this child got up early, so she wasn't curious about it.

The strange thing is that there is a smaller child standing next to him.

Xiang Ci squinted slightly to identify the child in front of him, and said in shock: "Dabao!"

Her eldest child always sleeps until he wakes up naturally. He has never woken up so early.

Wait until he wakes up before letting him practice literacy.

But I didn't expect to see him today.

Xiang Ling nodded: "It's Dabao and Xiaozai."

Xiang Ci's face darkened and he ran towards the two of them: "Dabao, Xiao Zai, what are you doing?"

Xiaozai and Dabao also discovered Xiang Ci and Xiang Ling. When they heard their voices, they immediately ran away instead of running over.

"These two naughty kids."

Xiang Ling ran two steps quickly, grabbed one with each hand, held them by their collars, and stared at them with a cold face: "Tell me, what are you doing here?"

Dabao twisted like a snake: "Fifth Aunt, let me down quickly, or I will tell Seventh Aunt."

"Your seventh aunt can't help you." Xiang Ci arrived and slapped him on the butt, "Say, what are you doing here?"

Dabao stared at Xiang Ci in disbelief: "Seventh Aunt, hit me!"

Xiang Ci slapped him again: "Yes, I'll slap him again, please tell me."

Dabao curled his lips and was about to cry. Xiang Ling snorted coldly: "Try crying."

The crying face immediately smiled flatteringly: "I am a man, how can I cry? If I don't cry, I won't cry."

"What are you doing here?" Xiang Ci asked again.

Xiaozai, who was holding him by the collar and stiffened, answered: "Auntie Xiaoci, we picked up a little bird and it was injured."

Xiang Ci and Xiang Ling looked at each other in surprise and followed the two children to the place where they hid the bird.

As a result, I pushed aside the grass and saw that the bird was already hard.

Xiaozai looked at the hardened body of the bird and his eyes turned red: "It's so pitiful."

But Dabao poked the bird in the belly with a branch and pouted unhappyly: "Why is it dead? It barked a few times yesterday."

"Xiao Zai, tell us how you found the bird." Xiang Ci looked serious.

Because they were afraid that the birds would change and harm the children in the village, they were told not to wander around.

Unexpectedly, the two children somehow ended up walking together and picked up a bird.

If Xiaoniao's parents are wise and have become wise, wouldn't they want to take revenge?

Xiaozai saw that Xiang Ci was angry and didn't dare to hide it: "Yesterday..."

Yesterday morning, Xiao Zai was taken to exercise by his parents. At the end of the day, he met Dabao who was following Xiang Renzhou out to play.

The two children gathered together to chat, and when they were about to leave, a bird with flapping wings suddenly flew over.

Because Li Zheng said that everyone should stay away from the bird, the two children looked at the bird and did not dare to tell the family for fear that the family would kill the bird.

So the two children hid the bird in this small hole.

We made an appointment to see the bird this morning, but unexpectedly the bird died.

Xiaozai explained again and again: "When we saw it, it was the only little bird in the sky, and there were no other birds."

Xiang Ci breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, don't sneak out again, otherwise if you encounter a big bird, you will be caught and eaten by them, you know?"

"I know." Xiaozai and Dabao assured in unison.

The two children also solemnly dug a hole for the bird and buried it. The small earth bag was a bit sharp. If another monument was erected, it would be a bird grave.

After sending Xiao Zai home, Xiang Ci took Dabao and went home with Xiang Ling.

Mrs. Cui and Yan had already prepared breakfast. Xiang Ci and Xiang Ling finished their breakfast and went back to their rooms to rest after taking a shower.

In the past, I wanted to work during the day and rest at night.

Now it’s time to rest during the day and do things at night.

Pull the previously installed black curtains to block the sunlight and avoid glare.

After closing the door, the black curtain was lowered to block some noise so as not to disturb them while they were resting.

Before falling asleep, Xiang Ling asked her: "What will you dream about?"

Xiang Ci, who raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned, was startled for a moment before replying: "I don't know."

Xiang Ling didn't say anything anymore, put the quilt over his belly button and closed his eyes to sleep.

Xiang Ci was a little stunned by Xiang Ling's question and couldn't sleep for a while.

She actually really wanted to meet Sister Han again in this dream.

That was the girl who gave her warmth during the disaster. After they separated, she didn’t know where she was. She really wanted to find her in her dreams again.

Maybe, you can see her this time when you close your eyes?

Xiang Ci held the quilt between his legs, pulled a corner of the quilt over his head, and counted the lambs in his heart.

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...

Xiang Ci's sleep quality is pretty good and her mentality is stable. Worrying things are not stressful to her.

Before she could count a hundred sheep, she fell asleep.

In the dream, there was a vast expanse of white snow, and she was running in the snow, with huffing and puffing sounds ringing in her ears.

She looked around in all four directions in a panic, but everything she saw was completely white, and there was no one else but her.

Xiang Ci looked down at the snow under her feet. The snow only reached her ankles. Her deerskin boots kept her feet warm, preventing her from frostbite in the cold snow.

The snow was half lighter than the last time I dreamed of Sister Han... Xiang Ci squinted slightly, something was wrong with this scene.

Suddenly, Xiang Ci's pupils suddenly dilated, and he raised his feet and moved twice...Why are his feet so small?

Xiang Ci reached out to touch the deerskin boots, but suddenly realized that what he was holding was not a sword, but Fang Tian's painted halberd.

"Fang Tian Hua Ji!" Xiang Ci looked at the weapon in his hand in shock, "Prince!"

It was a dream she once had. In the dream, she led the soldiers and charged into battle to rescue her father.

The weapon she used at that time was Fang Tian's painted halberd.

When he was with Sister Han, he used a sword with a red tassel on it and a ruby ​​on the hilt.

Two completely different weapons separated her two dreams.

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