It just happened to snow last night, and it was covered in silver and the world was white.

There were scents coming from the kitchen, which was the aroma of pork.

Jiang Xiaoman sat on the threshold and burst into tears.

Jiang Xing brought her a bowl of pig brain flowers, sprinkled with some millet pepper and soy sauce, and poured hot sesame oil on it, which made her smell very delicious.

"Whatever you eat is to make up for it. You have to use your brain to go to school and eat more to be smarter."

Jiang Xiaoman picked up the spoon in anger, cried and ate, and she burst into tears.

She felt that she was sorry for Dahua and Huahua.

Hua peanuted two dolls and asked them to finish eating them.

Jiang Xiaoman has raised them for so long. Although most of the pig grass was beaten by her grandma, she would steal the small pumpkins of flowers, but she was still very sad.

After Jiang Xiaoman finished eating, he ran to the pigpen and said to Huahua who was lying on the ground with his head hanging down and napping: "Huahua, don't be sad, you will be the only one who will depend on you in the future."

Huahua lazily raised her eyelids and looked at her, hummed a few times, and continued to sleep.

The child cried so badly, Jiang Xing couldn't bear it and comforted her: "I like pigs so much, my uncle will buy you a small fragrant pig in the future and keep it as a pet for you."

Jiang Xiaoman wiped his tears: "What kind of pig is fragrant pig?

It's more cute than a big flower, is it delicious?

Isn't it very fragrant?"

“…it should be delicious too.”

Jiang Xing wiped his mouth and gestured to her, "It's that big, it will never grow big, so let's not eat it."

Jiang Xiaoman was a little happy and named the Xiangxiang pig that he had never met before in his heart.

I hope the fragrance will always be fragrant, but Jiang Xiaoman thought about it for a while and felt that it was not good to be too fragrant.

If it tastes too good, she might not be able to help but want to eat it.

After hesitating, she gave a new name, Xiao Xiangxiang.

It means that it's just a little bit fragrant.

After eating the first meal of pork in the New Year, all the uncles and uncles who came to help kill the pigs left and the house became quiet.

Jiang Xiaoman and Jiang Xiumei were packing up the leftovers and taking care of the yard.

The weather was too cold, and Jiang Xiumei was afraid that she would freeze her, so she drove her back to the house.

"Your uncle doesn't work, why are you here to join in the fun?

Go back to the house.”

Now the mines are no longer working, and the workers are going home for the New Year on holiday, so Jiang Xing naturally has no work. Recently, he is idle at home every day.

Jiang Xiaoman had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and run back to the room to burn the fire.

The carbon in the brazier jumps out from time to time, making people drowsy.

Jiang Xiaoman leaned his little head against Jiang Xing's knee and asked him in a vague voice: "Uncle, when will I go to the best kindergarten in the world?"

Half a year later, Jiang Xiaoman's hair grew again, and it was better than before.

The little girl's hair is very thick and soft, and the touch is very good. Unfortunately, she loves her hair so much that she always protects her from touching.

Jiang Xing only touched it for a while and then let it go.

He thought for a while and said, "It's almost done."

"It's so soon, you say that every time."

Jiang Xiaoman said angrily: "I am four years old this year! If I don't go to kindergarten, I will have no chance!"

Jiang Xing sneered: "You are talking about going to school every day. Don't wait for you to go home when you really go to school."

"I won't!"

"That's what I was like at the beginning."

"That's you."

Jiang Xiaoman put his hands on his waist and said, "Grandma said you have been disobedient since you were a child. She wants to beat you several times a day, which is more punctual than eating.

I'm different, but everyone praises me for being smart! Grandma said I will definitely have a promising future, and Teacher Tang also said I will definitely have a promising future. What you say doesn't count! I want to be like my mother, the most powerful, smartest and most promising child!"

Teacher Tang said that her mother was the only college student in the town back then, and her scores in the college entrance examination are still recorded now! Her mother is super amazing!

Jiang Xing was so angry that she didn't understand why she became more and more stinky. At the beginning, she was just stinky and beautiful.

Jiang Xing poked her little face and said, "Stupid girl, please wait for me." Then he went out, not knowing what to do.

When he came back, there was a man behind him, holding a tool box in his hand.

"Installation of a landline at home."

Jiang Xing said: "I often run outside after the New Year. I always go to school to make phone calls. It's inconvenient to not have a phone call."

There are not many people in the town who have installed landlines. The houses here are very simple and there are usually no ones that need to be contacted when you go out.

Jiang Xiumei originally felt that she didn't need to pretend, and wasting money, but her son now had a business and was not as idle as before. She gritted her teeth and decided to listen to him and let the workers install it.

I tinkered for a long time and the landline was installed, but I still had to wait two days before the call was made.

Jiang Xing picked up Jiang Xiaoman and asked her to press and play. He also asked her to recite the number and remember the phone number at home.

It’s hard to remember a string of words.

Because she owed a lot of debts to the system at such a young age, she was particularly sensitive to numbers. She read the numbers of several digits back and forth several times.

Jiang Xing smiled and said, "I have such a good memory, I am worthy of being Xiaoman. I can not only read but also count."

Jiang Xiaoman was very proud and snorted, very proud.

Not only can she memorize numbers, she also writes a diary.

But this is her secret, and she doesn't tell anyone.

At the beginning, Jiang Xiaoman did not have the habit of writing diaries. The so-called diaries were letters that were originally written with Yu Qingshi.

At that time, Jiang Xiaoman knew not many words, and every time he could only write a piece of paper crookedly but was not satisfied with it.

She perfectly inherited Jiang Xiumei's frugal tradition, thinking that sending letters one by one is too wasteful, so she decided to write a few more pieces of paper, save them, and send them together to avoid losing money.

As I was saving up, I hadn't sent it yet, Yu Qingshi said that he was about to start school.

Jiang Xiaoman didn't know if he could receive her letter after he went to school, and he didn't want to disturb his studies, so he didn't send it.

However, the daily habit of writing is preserved and written as a diary.

Every day I record what I do today, what fun things are there, and what new words have been recognized.

The child is very forgot about his nature. Originally, Jiang Xiaoman was very sad when he started school at Yu Qingshi, but gradually he was no longer sad.

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Two days later, the phone number at home was heard.

The person Jiang Xing contacted the most is Yu Wencheng. He didn't even think about it. After the two of them exchanged business matters, Jiang Xing wanted to hang up the phone, but he didn't know what he remembered, so he called Jiang Xiaoman over and gave her a microphone.

"Happy New Year to your friends."

Her friend?

Jiang Xiaoman didn't react, held the microphone in both hands and obediently "feed" him, but the other party didn't say anything.

"Hey, hello?"

Jiang Xiaoman shouted again.

There is nothing in the earpiece except electric current sound.

The other party seemed to be a dumb person and didn't say a word, but the phone was not hung up, so it was still busy.

Jiang Xiaoman looked at the microphone strangely, feeling that his style of not saying a word for a long time was too similar to a person, so he asked tentatively: "Hello kid?"

"Little Yu Qingshi?"

After Jiang Xiaoman asked in a row of cannons, the other party finally replied in a depressing voice.

"Well, hello Jiang Xiaoman."

It was indeed Yu Qingshi.

Although his voice was a little distorted after passing the microphone, Jiang Xiaoman still remembered it.

"hello!"

Jiang Xiaoman almost jumped up with joy. She touched her head, not knowing how to continue saying hello, so she asked him: "Have you eaten?"

"have eaten.

And you?"

“I ate too.”

I still eat big flowers, and I can eat New Year pigs for a long time.

The meat you can't finish is also ready to be baked, and the bacon is also delicious.

Jiang Xiaoman invited him enthusiastically: "Are you going to come to my house to play?"

Yu Qingshi still had a deep memory of the town. He wanted to refuse, but he felt it was impolite, so he wanted to find a seamless excuse.

Unfortunately, before finding the seamless excuse, Jiang Xiaoman seemed to see through him and whispered: "Don't be afraid, there are no insects in winter, it's quiet here. Even if there are, I will help you catch them. I'm super awesome."

Yu Qingshi's little face turned red with anger.

He shouted: "I'm not afraid of insects!"

"Then what are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid of anything."

Yu Qingshi didn't want to talk to her anymore, but Jiang Xiaoman could make him speak every time, "I have a cat, it can't live without me, I can't go to your house to play."

The cat was raised after returning from Jiang Xiaoman's house, and Yu Qingshi named it Miaomiao.

It is said on TV that cats are very agile and can catch mice or cockroaches.

Yu Qingshi was very moved and immediately pestered his father to raise a cat.

Yu Wencheng naturally agreed with his son's request and soon found a cat for him to be his playmate.

The cat is orange. When I first arrived at Yu Qingshi's house, it was just a small one. Now it is big and fat.

Half a year passed, and the bug didn't catch a single one, and the fat man became lazy and became fatter and lazy, even more lazy than his master. Now Yu Qingshi can't hold it anymore.

However, Yu Qingshi still likes it very much, although it only eats but does not work.

When talking about the cat at home, Yu Qingshi spoke more lighter than usual and said more: "Miaomiao likes me very much and only eats what I feed. If I go to your house to play, it will not eat."

So that's how it is, Jiang Xiaoman understands again.

Jiang Xiaoman said: "My flower flowers are waiting for me to feed them. If I don't secretly stuff some pig grass for it, it can howl at night for the middle of the night."

"Pig grass?"

"Huahua is my pig."

"……oh."

Yu Qingshi didn't understand why anyone raised pigs as pets, but it was quite novel, so he asked her again: "Is your beauty good?

What are the benefits of raising pigs?”

"Raising pigs...raising pigs..." Jiang Xiaoman was so anxious that he scratched his head, "Raising pigs is affordable."

"Um?"

“Flowers can grow.

The pork is delicious.”

"..." Yu Qingshi was silent again.

Jiang Xiaoman happily talked to the microphone for a long time, and after inviting him to come and play, he asked him if he could write a letter.

She now recognizes a lot of words and can write them very well.

If he could receive it, she would send him a letter.

It was the kind of showing off tone again, Yu Qingshi didn't understand how she could be so confident.

She always feels that she is the smartest child.

Yu Qingshi was not convinced and nodded vigorously: "Okay, I have learned a lot of words too.

I got full marks in the handicraft class, and I will show you the clay man I pinched."

The two made a happy decision.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xiaoman hurriedly ran to the yard to dig the soil, but in the winter, the ground was frozen and hard, so she could not dig it, and she was so anxious that she was sweating profusely.

Yu Qingshi said that he got full marks when he pinched the clay man, so she wanted to pinch it too.

She also wants to get full marks.

Jiang Xing glanced at him a few times and said, "You might as well pinch a snowman."

Jiang Xiaoman's eyes lit up, thinking that this was a good idea.

Anyway, it’s just a pinch. Is there any difference between a snowman and a clay man?

No!
Chapter completed!