Mao Xiaoyu had never seen the other members of the Mao clan.
Furthermore, from the memories left behind by Mao Daya, there were no good people in her own Mao family.
Didn't her short-lived big brother replace her second grandpa's son to join the army?
"Yes, that's him." The Village Chief nodded.
Splitting the family was a family matter. Even if he was the Village Chief, he could only interfere from the side. He could not help others make decisions.
However, Uncle Xiao Mao was different. He had a high status in the Mao clan and had a lot of authority.
"Why don't you take me there?" Mao Xiaoyu pleaded.
She had not even spoken to the great-grandfather once. Mao Xiaoyu felt that it would not be good for her to look for him so presumptuously.
The Village Chief pondered for a while. After a while, he called out to his son, "Go and call your Grandpa Xiao Mao over. Tell him that I'm treating him to a meal.
There was no time like the present. Since they had already said so much, he might as well call Uncle Xiao Mao over today.
"Alright, I'll go now." Qi Dagang chuckled and left the courtyard.
"Father, I'll go get some wine. Grandpa Xiao Mao likes to drink a few cups." Madam Fang said.
Her father-in-law and Grandpa Xiao Mao would often drink a few cups, so Madam Fang naturally knew their preferences.
"Auntie, I'll go. I run fast." Mao Xiaoyu jumped up from the stool and ran out quickly.
They were helping her, so she should be the one paying for the drinks.
Mao Xiaoyu ran to the only shop in the village without stopping.
The shop was really small, and it only provided the most basic living supplies.
Even the wine was the most common one. Mao Xiaoyu did not need to choose as there was only one type of white wine.
"I'll have two jars and a pound of peanuts." Mao Xiaoyu looked at it for a long time and only bought a peanut to go with the wine.
it was not that she did not want to spend money, but there was not much to buy here.
She really wanted to buy some dishes that went with wine like roasted chicken and pig's head, but no one could sell them to her!
Yes, Brother Rong still had a few of her fish at home!
"But Brother Rong is not at home right now, right?" Mao Xiaoyu mumbled to herself as she walked.
"Forget it, it's not far away anyway, I'll just go around and take a look."
As expected, Rong Xiang was not at home. The gate was so dazzling that it could blind Mao Xiaoyu's eyes.
"Woof woof woof ~ woof woof!" The dog's cry came from the courtyard.
"Blackie, it's me, stop barking!" Mao Xiaoyu knocked on the door lightly.
Blackie immediately stopped barking and began to hum.
"Be good, I'll see if I can jump in!" after Mao Xiaoyu finished speaking, she started to walk around Rong Xiang's house.
Even the village's useless aunt (the person who was bitten by the dog) could jump into Rong Xiang's house, so it was not a problem for her.
Indeed, Mao Xiaoyu saw an old tree in a corner.
The branches of this tree could already bear the weight of an adult, and one of the branches reached into Rong Xiang's courtyard.
"Hehe, I'll climb with this tree!" Mao Xiaoyu looked around, then threw the wine jar and the peanuts into the Space.
Mao Xiaoyu dusted her hands and tucked her skirt around her waist.
Using both her hands and feet, she climbed up the tree with practiced movements.
In no time, Mao Xiaoyu had climbed to a position as high as the courtyard wall.
She reached out and hugged the branch she had chosen. Mao Xiaoyu hung upside down on the tree like a monkey and climbed into Rong Xiang's courtyard.
It was quite sad to think about it. Why did she not think of getting a batch of salted fish and salted meat and storing it in her Space?
She did have some fresh ones, but she could not explain where they came from!
For salted fish, she had gone all out. She had actually barged into a private house without the owner's permission.
Her mind was filled with wild thoughts, but Mao Xiaoyu's hands and feet did not stop. In the blink of an eye, she was standing on the wall of Rong Xiang's house.
"Blackie, over here!" Mao Xiaoyu jumped off the wall and waved at the dog.
She especially liked Rong Xiang's big black dog. It looked like a wolfhound. she did not know where Rong Xiang found it.
When she and her mother separated from the Mao family in the future, she also wanted to raise a dog like this.
Rubbing the dog's head, Mao Xiaoyu laughed happily.
Blackie was also extremely excited and he buried his head in Mao Xiaoyu's arms.
"Woof!" The dog's tail wagged even more.
What took you so long to come to play with me? I'm so bored at home alone!
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Mao Xiaoyu did not understand dog language, otherwise, she would have heard these two sentences.
They walked down the roof. Mao Xiaoyu took two half-dried salted fish from the rope.
Picking up a thin piece of firewood from the ground, Mao Xiaoyu scraped some words on the ground: 'Salted fish, took two pieces. Mao Xiaoyu here.'
She did not know if Rong Xiang could read, but she had already left a message, so it could not be considered trespassing!
I'll tell him when I see him tonight!
With salted fish in hand, Mao Xiaoyu naturally had to leave. she still had to hurry to the Village Chief's house.
"Blackie, I'm leaving first. I'll play with you again next time!" Mao Xiaoyu took out a braised pork shoulder and placed it in front of the dog.
Seeing that there was food, the dog was naturally happy. It watched as Mao Xiaoyu walked away, then lay on the ground and started to enjoy the food.
Mao Xiaoyu used the ladder in the yard to leave Rong Xiang's house quickly.
When she returned to the village head's house, Grandpa Xiao Mao had already arrived.
"You little girl, where did you go to buy wine!" the two Village Chiefs were chatting in the courtyard.
Mao Xiaoyu picked up the two salted fish and smiled. "I went to Rong Xiang's house to get the salted fish. I'll roast the fish for the Village Chief and Grandpa Xiao Mao later!"
The Village Chief smiled and nodded. "Rong is also at home? Why didn't you call him over?"
Mao Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue. "He's not at home. I jumped over the wall."
Afraid that the chief would scold her, she placed the wine jar and peanuts on the table and ran into the kitchen.
"Uncle Mao, look, this girl is much more lively now!" the Village Chief picked up the teapot and poured tea for Uncle Mao and himself.
"I'm a little surprised." Uncle Mao's name was Mao Xiwang, and he chuckled.
"Looking at her personality, she seemed to be a little like Eldest Brother Mao."
He sighed. "Her personality is becoming more and more like Dalang's."
In his nephew's family, he liked the eldest son, but he did not expect him to have a short life.
The Village Chief also nodded his head regretfully. "We should have left Yilong behind. What a pity."
"Who was the one who sent back the news of their deaths?" This question had been in Mao Xiwang's mind for many years.
A few years ago, he was still doing business in the county. By the time he returned to live in the village, the news of the death of the eldest son and his father had already spread in the village.
At that time, he was so sad that he forgot to ask.
The Village Chief was stunned and thought carefully for a moment. "I'm not sure about this. It's just that the news was suddenly exposed."
"This isn't right. If the news is true, it should be someone from the government who sends the letter." Mao Xiwang frowned.