Reborn in the 60s and adopted

After Tang Mei and Uncle Tang San greeted other villagers who were busy moving grain, they took Wang Jiaojiao and walked back to the village for more than an hour under the scorching sun.

The sun shone across the entire village like a flame, and the scorching heat filled the air like a steamer.

"Meimei, I have to go check on the bamboo weaving team. I'll leave your friend in your care." Uncle Tang said.

"Okay, Dad, don't worry." Tang Mei already had a plan in mind. She was going to find her old friend Goudan and ask him to take Wang Jiaojiao to play together.

"Yeah." Uncle Tang looked at Wang Jiaojiao and said softly, "Jiaojiao, uncle has something to do right now, you can play with Meimei first."

"Okay, uncle, I will follow my sister." Wang Jiaojiao also wants to play freely with her friends and does not want any adults around.

"Come on, Jiaojiao, I'll take you to find my good friend." Tang Mei took Wang Jiaojiao's hand and walked towards the village brigade. The old people there often looked after the naughty children in the village, and Goudan must be there at this moment.

Sure enough, Tang Mei and Wang Jiaojiao eventually found Goudan happily playing in the mud at that place.

"Goudan, come here quickly! Take me and my sisters to play in the mountains together~" Tang Mei shouted loudly.

When Goudan heard his playmate, whom he hadn't played with for a long time, calling him, he immediately put down the mud in his hands, threw it aside, and then ran towards Tang Mei happily.

"Meimei, so it's you who are looking for me." Goudan said happily.

"That's right, it's us! Let's go up the mountain together to get bird eggs." Tang Mei replied.

"Okay!" Goudan agreed without hesitation.

So the three men went up the mountain in high spirits.

Along the way, they saw many bird nests. Tang Mei stood aside and did nothing but watched the two of them silently.

Goudan is a child who has been working hard in the village for many years. He is very agile and climbs up the tree easily. Wang Jiaojiao stands under the tree, clapping and cheering, praising him non-stop: "Goudan, you are great! Here, here, a little to the left..."

The two people's cheerful and joyful laughter echoed one after another in the empty and quiet valley.

After harvesting more than a dozen bird eggs on the mountain, Tang Mei suggested that they could prepare to go down the mountain and go home.

However, Wang Jiaojiao felt that she was still not satisfied, so she and a few others went back to Tang Mei's house, put the bird eggs away, found two broken bamboo winnowing baskets, and then set out on the mountain journey again. They came to a gurgling stream beside the mountain road and tried to catch river shrimps.

Tang Mei and Goudan took off their cloth shoes without saying a word, and stepped into the water barefoot with a dustpan in hand.

I saw them skillfully and deftly using winnowing baskets to scoop up basket after basket of lively fresh shrimps. Those crystal clear little shrimps seemed to shine as brightly and charmingly as stars under the bright sunshine.

"Wow, what a great harvest." Wang Jiaojiao was so excited watching from the shore that she immediately took off her shoes and prepared to go into the water.

"Wang Jiaojiao, what are you doing?" Tang Mei looked at her and wanted to stop her. She was a city girl who had never been in the water. What if she couldn't stand steadily and fell into the water?

"I want to go downstairs and play." Wang Jiaojiao looked pitiful.

Tang Mei looked at her pitiful appearance and wanted to be mean to her but felt it was not a good idea, so she had to compromise.

"Okay, if you fall down, don't cry," said Tang Mei.

"Don't worry. I won't cry." Wang Jiaojiao couldn't wait to roll up her trouser legs and go into the water.

She also asked Goudan to give her the dustpan, and she tried to catch the shrimps herself.

After they scooped up almost two baskets of dried shrimps, Tang Mei told the two friends they could go home.

Wang Jiaojiao reluctantly followed Tang Mei and the other person towards the village.

"Meimei, I feel like I haven't played enough. How about playing for a while longer?" Wang Jiaojiao, who had never had so much fun before, asked Tang Mei tentatively.

"Next time, we have to go back and make dinner. Be good." Tang Mei unconsciously put herself in the role of an adult.

"Oh." Wang Jiaojiao had no choice but to obey and follow him back to the village.

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, Tang Mei gave a basket of shrimps to Goudan and then separated from them.

Tang Mei brought Wang Jiaojiao back home, and the chimney had already started to smoke.

Aunt Tang San in the room heard the noise and came out to see what was happening.

"Meimei, you guys are back."

"Mom, I'm back with my good friend." Tang Mei said. Since she started calling her dad, she also started calling her mom.

"Your father told me, Jiaojiao, you are welcome to come to our home and play." Aunt Tang said to Wang Jiaojiao enthusiastically.

"Thank you, auntie." Wang Jiaojiao looked at Aunt Tang San, feeling a little shy.

"Meimei, wash your hands and go find your dad to come back for dinner. We'll have dinner early today."

"Okay." Tang Mei agreed, put the shrimps in the kitchen, took Wang Jiaojiao to wash their hands, and then went out.

—Bamboo Formation Team—

The bamboo weaving team in the village is busy weaving various kinds of baskets.

Tang Mei and Wang Jiaojiao walked into the weaving team side by side, their eyes attracted by the baskets and backpacks placed in the main hall.

In addition, there are small and exquisite shoulder bags, backpacks, exquisite fans, unique bamboo hats, etc.

"Wow! Wow! These are really great, and they are colorful!" Wang Jiaojiao's excited exclamation echoed in Tang Mei's ears, and they were both dazzled. Like Wang Jiaojiao, this was also Tang Mei's first time here.

The masters manipulated the bamboo strips in their hands flexibly, and the fine bamboo threads were interwoven with each other, eventually forming exquisite baskets, which looked like pieces of art treasures presented before everyone's eyes.

"Wow, this bag is so beautiful, but it's not suitable for a kid like me." Wang Jiaojiao happily grabbed a bag with a slightly mature style and stroked it lovingly.

Tang Yong looked at the two children in front of him, couldn't help but smile, and shook his head gently.

"Meimei, your father is in that room." Tang Yong pointed to the adjacent room.

"Oh, thank you, Uncle Yongzi."

Tang Mei led Wang Jiaojiao into the room where Uncle Tang San worked. The room was filled with all kinds of bamboo-woven animals, which were lifelike, cute and well-behaved; in addition, there were many exquisite small bags and beautiful lampshades.

At this moment, Uncle Tang was concentrating on weaving the work in his hands. His fingers were flexible and skillful, as if they were dancing.

"Dad." Tang Mei called softly.

Hearing the voice, Uncle Tang raised his head with a kind smile on his face: "Ah, Meimei, why are you here?"

"Mom asked me to call you home for dinner." Tang Mei replied.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Tang smiled, put down the work in his hands and stood up.

He patted the crumbs off his body, and then said to the two children, "Okay, let's go back together." After that, he led Tang Mei and Wang Jiaojiao out of the room. Along the way, they talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.