Jiang Su looked at her subconsciously and pouted in response, with baby fat bulging on both sides.

Wang Jia: "..." It's so cute, my heart has melted...

"Susu, why did you come to our village?"

He looked at the little boy's clothes. This outfit was definitely not vulgar.The villagers in the environment couldn't guess the identities of Jiang Liuliu and Jiang Su, but Wang Jia could get goosebumps all over his body when he heard Jiang Liuliu's name.

When Judge Poison was in Lanyue Valley, he would mention the brothers of his sect every three days.And Jiang Liuliu was talked about a lot as his uncle.

Wang Jia vaguely remembered that his master seemed to have made a special trip a few years ago, from the Eastern Region to the Shifang Gate of the Southern Region, saying that he was... participating in some hundred-day banquet.

If his judgment was correct, the master should have gone to Jiang Liuliu's daughter's [-]-day banquet.

So now this kid is his... uncle according to his seniority?
Wang Jia couldn't laugh for a moment. Not only could he not take action against the two people who came to the formation, but he also had to hide and wait for them to leave? !
A flood has really washed away the Dragon King Temple. Not one family can enter the house. !
The little kid's eyes turned darkly, and he said with a sweet smile: "Because my mother ran away! My father didn't dare to go to my mother's house to look for her! So he decided to take me out to travel and let my mother find us by herself!"

Although what Jiang Su said was a bit exaggerated, it was indeed true.

Wang Jia's mind quickly changed, thinking that this uncle's wife was... the master should have mentioned it. He seemed to have participated in their bond ceremony. He asked a sword cultivator from Jianshan?
The girl in pink suddenly realized it and tapped her head with her knuckles, "Of course Jiang Shuiliu wouldn't dare to ask Jianshan to find his wife!"

It is said in the world that Sword Mountain is the holy land for sword cultivators and the point of no return for sword cultivators.Entering Wenjian Mountain, you have spent thousands of years on the top of the snow-capped mountains, not caring about the world of mortals, only asking about the sword!

Jiang Liuliu was so bold that he abducted the little sword cultivator who had sneaked down from Wenjian Mountain. If the other sword cultivators caught him, why not break all the bones for him?
Wang Jia nodded slightly, he really admired this uncle.

"Su Su, these woods were beaten by my father, and the wood carvings were carved by his own hands. If you like any of them, I will give them to you as a thank you gift for healing my wounds."

The pink-clothed girl smiled sweetly, and her eyes fell on the little boy's two swaying hair.She looked carefully and realized that they were asymmetrical.

After saying that, he took his little uncle into his arms and tied her hair again.

Jiang Su swept across the tables and chairs in the yard, looked at the Bodhisattva statue, and slowly shook his head.

"Thank you Sister Jiajia, but I don't like it. These are the things that my sister needs to exchange for money, Su Su can't have them!"

The little boy rejected her righteously, even frowning because of this, and his swollen little face felt like cotton.

Wang Jia followed her gaze and swept across these wooden objects, with unknown emotions hidden in his eyes.

The objects made by his father had been completely burned in the fire caused by his master.

Although the objects today actually exist, they were all made by himself, copying the shapes in his memory.

"No...one of them isn't."

Wang Jia suddenly thought of something that was taken away by him in some way.

He deftly tied the knot on the baby's head in two or two strokes and put her on his neck.

Jiang Su's two calves were hanging on his chest. He held her anklet tightly and led her all the way to the west of the village.

The girl Wang Jia is not really tall. They are like a pair of intimate playmates, the elder sister and the younger sister shuttle between the houses.

The traffic on the rice paddies, the chicken and the dog hear each other.

In the yard, a man in a gray gown was holding a book in his hand. There was a small stove standing in front of him, with a pot of decoction burning on it, and the bitter smell of spiritual materials drifted around him.

"Uncle Yang~"

The pink-clothed girl waved, carefully placed the cub on the ground, and walked to Yang Langzhong with her soft little hands.

The man had an elegant temperament. When he saw the two children, he first smiled and took out two pieces of candy wrapped in paper from his sleeves, "Why is Gaga here? Whose doll is this? It's so juicy that it looks like the one in the painting." Little fairy boy.”

"Do you want to eat my apricots?" The man said to himself. He got up and went to the apricot tree in the yard to pick three or two apricots that changed color.Wang Jia looked at Xing, who was half green, and saw that the hand was stretched out or not.

The little boy Jiang Su was not interested in this man. He thought that since this man was a doctor, he could be considered a companion, so he just wanted to give him some face.

When you are away from home, the reputation of a medical practitioner is given by your peers!

She grabbed the round object in Yang Langzhong's hand and let out a cry of surprise.

"What is this? Can it be eaten?!"

Wang Jia suddenly had a bad idea in his heart. He lowered the corner of his mouth and said seriously: "Of course you can eat it. This is the fruit under the tree at the doctor's house. It is picked by others and it is fresh. Try it, Su Su."

Jiang Su: "..."

I'm just pretending to be a kid, I'm not really stupid...

This time it was Jiang Su's turn.

Am I eating?Still not eating?

The little boy held back his strength, rubbed the round green apricots with his sleeve, and stuffed two of them into his mouth.

She just ate, neither chewing nor swallowing, with two apricots stuck on her cheeks, making her original chubby face even cuter, like a greedy little hamster.

Wang Jia couldn't hold it back and reached out to poke the spot on his face where the apricot was hidden.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes full of surprise.

Yo?Does it still feel so good? !
The little kid pouted, shook his head from side to side, and muttered vaguely: "Under the Susu coarse cloth."

Can't eat.

Yang Langzhong was worried that the child might have something stuck in his throat, so he quickly stepped forward and pinched Jiang Su's cheeks to make her spit it out.

"Gaga, what on earth do you want to see me for?"

The girl in pink smiled softly, "Uncle Yang, I want to exchange something with you. Didn't my father buy you a medicine box earlier? I want to get it from you and let my father get new good materials. I’ll give you one.”

Wang Jia only took away a medicine box from the village that his father packed.At that time, before the medicine box could be handed over to Yang Langzhong, the entire village was massacred.

He was given a brief chance of life by Yang Langzhong's decapitation method, so he deliberately kept this medicine box.

Now returning to the village to set up a fantasy world, Wang Jia handed the medicine box to Yang Langzhong again.It seems that life would have been like this if he hadn't encountered those bastards from the Dao Sect back then.

Now she wants to give Jiang Su an object made by her father, but this is probably the only thing she has.

Although Yang Langzhong was very puzzled by this, it was still a child's wish. Xiaojia's father was a carpenter, and it only took him an hour or two to build a medicine box.

"Okay, then come with me."

Mr. Yang is a nice person, he has a clear mind and never asks why.

Wang Jia took Jiang Su and got the medicine box.

The girl in pink took out her hidden sword and carved the character "Ga" on the inner wall of the medicine box, and the character "Su" on the outer wall.

She thought they had met before.


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