Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

Not long after entering the village, Cheng Yao saw a familiar figure on the river bank.

The water is gurgling, and the gentle ripples are shining in the sun. Aunt Xiuxiu is facing Cheng Yao, washing clothes by the river.

Ziming, on the other hand, was picking brightly colored flowers and making garlands.

"Aunt Xiuxiu——"

Cheng Yao weighed the baggage on her back and ran towards the river bank while shouting.

Xiuxiu, who was rubbing her clothes, raised her head in disbelief.

"Strange, why do I feel like someone is calling me?"

"This voice sounds familiar."

Zi Ming, who was weaving garlands on the side, also stopped what he was doing, imitating Xiuxiu's look, and listened carefully with his ears tilted.

Mother and son stretched their ears like frightened rabbits.

Cheng Yao saw this from behind, couldn't help but snickered, and then shouted.

"Aunt Xiuxiu—I'm here!"

"It's me, look back!"

As Cheng Yao got closer, his voice came out more clearly.

Only then did Xiuxiu recognize her location, turned around and stood up in surprise.

He dropped the clothes hammer in his hand and called excitedly.

"Ayao! It's really you!"

"You disappeared for a long time, but you worried your Aunt Xiuxiu so much!"

"Now that I see that nothing has happened to you and you are still alive and kicking, I can finally let go!"

Ziming on the side was also very happy, clapping his little hands and jumping around.

Cheng Yao rushed forward and hugged Aunt Xiuxiu firmly.

Xiuxiu had been working for a while and was a little exhausted. When Cheng Yao pounced like this, she was still a little unsteady and staggered back.

Cheng Yao was so frightened that she quickly pulled her back. After they stood firm, the two looked at each other and couldn't help but laughed.

"Hey, thank you for your concern, aunt. I'm having a good time recently."

"Look, I'm back to see you."

"I also specially brought gifts for you and Ziming. I will show them to you when I go back later."

Seeing that Cheng Yao was back, Xiuxiu was still in the mood to do laundry, so she quickly took her hand and said.

"Let's go home."

"A lot of things happened while you were away from the village. I will tell you about it later."

"Wait a minute, Auntie, pick up these clothes."

"You came just in time. My aunt will fry bacon for you at noon. It's delicious."

Aunt Xiuxiu warmly held Cheng Yao's hand and was extremely happy.

Seeing this, Cheng Yao naturally couldn't refuse, so she agreed with a smile.

Aunt Xiuxiu picked up the wash basin and walked home with Cheng Yao.

They talked and laughed all the way, and disappeared on the field path after a while.

After returning home, Cheng Yao immediately took out the gift she brought.

"Aunt Xiuxiu, this is for you, take the orchid hairpin."

"When I saw it at that stall, I thought it would suit you very well."

"Last time I saw your embroidery patterns, most of them were orchids. I think you might like them."

When Xiuxiu saw the orchid hairpin in Cheng Yao's hand, she immediately showed a look of love.

This hairpin is a silver hairpin, elegant in shape and not ostentatious.

The orchid pattern is clearly visible, and each petal has been carefully carved to show a delicate texture, as if you can feel the delicateness of the petals.

Xiuxiu was a little embarrassed to take it for a while. Although she liked it very much, she still politely declined.

"Why is this so embarrassing? Ayao, you are not in trouble yourself. Why do you spend so much money to buy things for me?" "Your aunt is not a young girl anymore. She doesn't need these delicate things."

"Besides, this hairpin doesn't look cheap. I can't accept it. You can take it back."

Cheng Yao knew that Aunt Xiuxiu would be too embarrassed to take her gift directly.

You obviously like it, but you have to pretend not to care and return it.

Cheng Yao pretended to be a little angry and pushed the hairpin into the opponent's hand and said with her hands on her hips.

"No, you have to accept it!"

"I carefully selected this hairpin. If my aunt still regards A Yao as one of her own, she must accept it."

"I bought everything. That boss is a caravan that travels all over the country. I can't find it long ago and can't retreat."

"If you don't accept it, then I won't be able to stay and eat with peace of mind!"

Seeing Cheng Yao's pouting expression, Xiuxiu immediately understood what the other party meant.

He immediately took the hairpin with a smile and thanked her.

"Okay, okay, I'll accept it, why don't I accept it?"

"This is all the good intention of our Ayao, and Aunt Xiuxiu knows it."

"It looks very nice and I like it very much. I will wear it now."

Aunt Xiuxiu lowered her head slightly and firmly inserted the hairpin into her bun.

Cheng Yao looked around and saw that it was a good fit, then she smiled with satisfaction.

"That's right, Aunt Xiuxiu looks great wearing it."

"No matter how old a woman is, she has the right to love beauty. Why do you like beautiful hairpins?"

"Besides, our Aunt Xiuxiu is so beautiful, so she needs some fine jewelry to match it!"

Being praised by Cheng Yao made Xiu Xiu feel a little embarrassed, so she covered her mouth and laughed a few times.

Seeing this, Ziming also cheered.

"Mom, wear a flower hairpin, it looks great!"

After receiving the child's praise, Xiu Xiu was obviously happier. She stretched out her hand and touched the hairpin several times.

"By the way, sister has not forgotten Ziming either."

"Look, what I brought you!"

Cheng Yao took out the snacks from the bag and placed them in front of Zi Ming.

"Wow, it's milk cake!"

Ziming pressed his little nose, like a puppy, and carefully smelled the milky aroma of the pastries.

Although Xiuxiu could make a lot of cakes in the past, milk and fine sugar were rare. She could not make such fine milk cakes by herself.

This milk cake is a rare delicacy that you have to go to a special bakery shop in town and wait in line for a long time to buy it.

Ziming has only eaten it twice since he was a child.

When I saw this milk cake with a rich milky flavor, I couldn't walk anymore.

Seeing her child's helpless look, Xiu Xiu reluctantly took the milk cake from Cheng Yao's hand.

Carefully open the packaging bag of oil paper, take out a piece first and hand it to Ziming.

"Well, it's time to eat later. You can only eat a piece to satisfy your craving first. You can't eat too much."

Ziming didn't play nice, but seriously stretched out his hands to take the milk cake.

"Okay, Auntie, Ziming will eat a small piece first."

After receiving the milk cake, Ziming did not gobble it up immediately, but took a bite as if it were a treasure.

The rich taste of milk and sweetness of honey filled his mouth, and Zi Ming smiled happily.

"Little greedy cat, go and play by yourself first."

Aunt Xiuxiu touched Zi Ming's little head and motioned for him to go play in the yard first.

Ziming nodded obediently, shook his head and trotted out.