The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Chapter 1 She Always Knows Her Unwillingness

"I want to cross the steep and dangerous Nine Mountains."

"Walking through the boundless Tongtian River."

"Swim in the endless sea that cannot be contested."

"Crush the lofty Nine Heavens Tower."

"I will personally cut down all the existences that try to restrain me."

My way is flawless, which can prove longevity.

Swinging and turning, seeing the sky.

—Pei Xihe
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"Little girl, go and fetch two buckets of water."

The middle-aged woman held the young baby boy in her arms, coaxing the little baby in her arms in a low voice.

A petite figure expertly threaded the ropes on two wooden barrels through a long stick.

The wooden barrel was made by her father, it wasn't too big, and the hanging rope was quite short, so when it was picked up, it weighed a lot, and the girl's shoulders shook slightly under the weight.

Her little face was a little yellow, and the heavy pressure made her shake a little, but she stabilized quickly.

The girl smiled at her mother.

"Mom, I'll go get the water right away."

The middle-aged woman was originally very good-looking. Although the setbacks in life made her no longer as good-looking as she was when she was young, she still had some color.

Seeing her daughter's cute smiling face, carrying two wooden barrels, her heart softened.

"Hurry up, mother will make you a bowl of eggs later when you come back."

The little girl walked steadily towards the door, and the woman couldn't help feeling a little puzzled when she saw the little girl's figure going away.

My little girl has been in good health since she was born.

But because she was tortured by her mother-in-law during pregnancy, she was only three catties when she was born.When I gave birth to a baby girl, my mother-in-law didn't welcome me during the confinement period. Naturally, I didn't sit properly. There was not enough milk, so I mixed it with rice soup and fed it to the little girl.

But the little girl got better as she raised her body, and she didn't suffer from any root disease.

As they grow up to the current four years old, they also found that Xiaoya's strength seems to be much stronger than that of boys of the same age, so they took on these chores at home.

No way, my youngest son, Jin Bao, was just born, and it was rare for me to have time to go to the fields.

Just because she was a boy, her husband didn't ask her to go to the ground very often, and asked Duo to stay at home to take care of her son. The mother-in-law didn't say anything when she knew about it.

If you can do these chores, do them first.

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The little girl was walking on the path in the forest carrying a load.

There is no well in Peijia Village, so you have to go to the small river in Peijia Village to drink water.

Walking along the forest road, the muddy ground under the feet of the villagers was wet because of the spring rain not long ago, and the soles of the straw shoes were sticky.

But her strength is indeed greater than that of ordinary children, and even slightly worse than that of adults. Only by doing these tasks can she get some smiles in front of her mother.

The dirt road under my feet is not dry, there are some gravels in it, it is not very smooth, the little girl is carrying a load, walking slowly, but she can't help stepping on the gravel, which hurts the soles of her feet.

Before my younger brother was born, my father and mother had only one child, even if it was a girl, the parents at home still treated her well.

Some jobs were not started until after my younger brother was born.

The little girl endured the occasional stinging pain in her feet, and finally walked to the edge of the small river, put down the wooden barrel, and the dangling wooden barrel fell to the ground and spun slowly, she couldn't help rubbing her sore shoulders.

She took a handful of water and slapped it on her little face. She washed the leaves and dust that had just stuck to her face in the downstream of the river. She had just sweated and it stuck to her face.

After washing, a small face was reflected on the clear river.

Without a serious name, girls are not taken seriously in this small mountain village.

Ever since her mother was pregnant with her younger brother, she felt that her parents treated the child differently, and it was even more so when she found out that it was a boy after the birth.

Unlike my younger brother, who was happily named Jinbao when he was born, because he was born in a small lump, as if he couldn't support him, so he was always called Xiaoya, Pei Xiaoya.

In the river, the flowing water reflected an immature face, even if the complexion was not white, it did not conceal the delicate facial features.

Both father and mother are the most handsome in the village, and the born Pei Xiaoya grew up with the best-looking of them.

A pair of pure black eyes are extraordinarily bright.

I don't know why, but it seems that I have been different from the children of the same age in the village since I was a child.

She seems to have a clear understanding from a very early age, and she can clearly remember what happened around her, just like what the village teacher said, she is born with precocious wisdom.

I don't know if I count as such.

Why would parents let a girl go to school? Pei Xiaoya only went to see it secretly, trying to listen to the teacher's lectures as much as possible.

The children who were taught by the teacher had to come and go around several times before they could figure out what they were, but she seemed to memorize them all just by looking at them.

The little girl licked the dry skin on her lips with her tongue, relieving the slight tingling of her lips.

I realized earlier than those little girls in the village that in the eyes of adults, boys and girls seem to be different.

But why?

do not know.

What I can do is to do more work, so that my father and mother will not turn all their eyes to my younger brother.

She understood the attitude of her father and mother towards herself earlier than the children of the same age around her, and she may be the only one to rely on.

Lifting the wooden barrel, the rough wooden surface made the palm feel a little uncomfortable. I sank all the wooden barrels into the small river, and then lifted them up vigorously. After filling two buckets of water, I lifted them up again with a pole.

It was even heavier, causing her figure to sway slightly, and a slight tingling sensation came from her shoulder, and she couldn't help biting her lower lip.

But the originally peeling lower lip was even more itchy.

The small river next to it was gurgling and making a slight rushing sound.

She glanced back, Xiaohe reflected her small face.

Although he was young, he knew clearly, since his younger brother was born, that he was not willing to be treated like this.

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"Look at your little girl, she's really sensible. This little face looks more and more like yours as it grows. It's pretty."

There is an aunt sitting at home.

At the age of 50, he looks simple and honest.

The raw peanuts on the wooden table are being peeled, and the peanut shells are scattered all over the table.

But the mother next to her looked at the fat and fat uncle in front of her almost humbly.

The little girl sweetly called auntie hello, and took two buckets of water to the water tank in the firewood house, and poured the water into it with a small wooden stool.

She was a little uneasy, looking at the yard separated by a firewood door.

This fat aunt doesn't seem to be from their village, and the mother even took out the peanuts hidden at home, and she saw that the fat woman was not wearing the coarse linen clothes of the village, but some shiny silk and satin.

Especially looking at her eyes made Pei Xiaoya feel a little uncomfortable.

As if looking at a piece of goods.

But I didn't dare to eavesdrop. The chickens raised outside were crowing, making a noise, even if I leaned against the door, I couldn't hear it clearly. If I lingered here for a long time, it would make my mother think more.

When I went out again, I saw that fat aunt was going away.

The mother smiled and sent the fat woman away.

Turning around and looking back at Pei Xiaoya, there seemed to be thoughts in her eyes that Xiaoya couldn't see clearly.

She was only four years old, even though she was smarter than the other children, she couldn't figure out what her mother was thinking, so she just raised her face and smiled at her mother.

"Mom, I've already poured the water into the water tank."

Zhang Hua just turned around and saw her little daughter, she looked cute, even though she was a little thinner and her complexion was sallow, she could still see the beauty in her facial features.

She picked up the water obediently, and looked at herself with bright eyes, which made Zhang Hua feel a little guilty, but it quickly dissipated.

It's just looking for a good future for the little girl, so why should I feel guilty.

　Some readers mentioned here that the plot of carrying water is unreasonable. Let me explain that the heroine is now more than four years old. Because of the nourishment of spiritual roots and aura, her development is actually much better than other children. Her strength is also much greater, which is equivalent to Teenage male power.

　　A four-year-old girl whose height is between 101.3-107.9cm is of medium stature, more than 114.2cm is of good stature, and less than 98cm is of short stature.

　　The heroine is in the taller group at the moment, about 1.2 meters in appearance. (The difference between the average height of ancient and modern women is only a few centimeters, not very big, you can go to Baidu)

　　The bucket was made by Pei Dacheng himself at home (farmers subsidize their households, and they have a lot of survival skills). It is not a particularly large one, but the one similar to the bucket of a water dispenser, about 49cm, and can hold 18.9 liters. bucket.

　　The sling is 20 to 30cm, and the height of the head is counted. I have drawn a scale diagram and it can be picked up. Therefore, if the heroine is four years old to carry water, although it is hard work, it will hit the calf, but the height is reasonable of.

　　
　
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