Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated!

"My dear girl, what do you wear?"

Old Mrs. Xu came out of the house, first waved to Lu Mudan, and then touched the twitch on Fubao's head.

Fu Bao looked at his mother-in-law, smiled triumphantly, and pointed his finger at Yan Wang Xiao Shi Zi: "Junior Brother"

Then he pointed to himself, "Me, Senior Sister!"

"Mother, am I good?"

"..."

Old Mrs. Xu is also speechless, what's so great about this? Two little dolls, what's the comparison? However, in order to take care of her daughter's emotions, Mrs. Xu still gave a firm thumbs up and said: "Fubao is really amazing!"

Fu Bao smiled, she didn't care whether her mother was sincere or perfunctory, anyway, her goal was achieved.

Today, she doesn't actually have to pretend to be a child. She feels like a child.

This feeling, um, is like what role the actor plays, he is already in the play.

Fubao didn't bother to adjust his thoughts anyway, it was fine anyway. Children should look like children, be happy when they should be happy, and behave when they should be coquettish.

Of course, the most important thing is that children have the privilege of being spoiled.

When Lu Mudan and Mrs. Xu began to talk, Fu Bao climbed onto the old turtle's back and left the old turtle to go out for a stroll.

In Lingshui Village today, everyone knows that the daughters of the old Xu family grow up very fast.

As for Fu Bao sitting on the old turtle, the villagers didn't feel anything special. Perhaps because of the severe drought, the old turtle helped the village find a number of water outlets that could dig wells, and the villagers were quite in awe of the old turtle.

The name of the turtle fairy is getting more and more serious.

Fubao was considered very spiritual, so it was favored by Guixian.

Because of this, Fubao is now the treasure of the village.

At the very beginning, Fu Bao sat on the old turtle and went out to wander around, and Mrs. Xu must follow. But now, as long as Lichun followed, Mrs. Xu wouldn't worry at all.

After coming out of the house, Fubao still went to see the progress of his new house first. Although I watch it every day, the new house is built every day.

Sitting on the old turtle, Fu Bao naturally went to the pond in the backyard of the new house and took a look at the little golden carp raised inside.

For this little golden carp, Fubao also came to see it almost every day.

And every time she came over, as long as she put her hands or feet in the water, the little golden carp would surely swim over and follow Fubao's fingers or feet in circles.

A very amazing little carp!

So much so that Fubao was thinking, is this little thing really going to be refined?

"Perhaps, it should be lotus, water lily or something by the hour."

Looking at the empty pond, Fu Bao suddenly felt that something was missing. Then, she remembered that when she followed her father to the county seat to celebrate her fourth uncle's birthday a few days ago, there was also a small pond in the backyard of the county government with water lilies planted in it.

As soon as this idea came up, it was a little uncontrollable.

So Fubao pulled the old turtle and made it turn his head.

It is really mysterious.

This old turtle seemed to understand Fubao's mind.

When Fu Bao climbed onto Lao Tie's back for the first time, she just thought that if Lao Tie could carry her around and take a look around, then the old turtle would really carry her out.

Later, as long as she patted the turtle shell of the old turtle, the old turtle could accurately determine the direction, and would not carry her on and off, but would stop and go.

Unfortunately, Fubao could not communicate with the old turtle.

The old turtle seemed to understand her thoughts, but she didn't know what the old turtle was thinking.

Even that huge mussel would greet Fu Bao occasionally when he came out to bask in the sun.

Fu Bao didn't know if that counted as a greeting, anyway, the mussel would open and close when he saw her.

...

The old turtle soon took Fu Bao to the front of Mr. Xu.

Mr. Xu was talking to Niu Dali about the carved window of his new home, and when he saw Fubao coming over, he immediately hugged her with a smile.

"Uncle Niu, good!"

Seeing Niu Dali, Fu Bao immediately greeted him politely.

When building a waterwheel from the village, Niu Dali appeared in Fubao's sight for the first time, and then she was surprised by the knifeman of the uncle Niu.

Of course, what makes Fubao even more shocked is that this uncle Niu opened the coffin shop.

Frankly speaking, if it hadn't been for his father to tell him, Fubao would never have imagined that such a big five and three rough, uncle Niu who laughed and wowed, actually did this kind of business.

Some people may find it unlucky to interact with such people, but Fubao has no taboos.

After all, take the manpower short!

Niu Dali has carved a lot of small things for Fubao, which are much more delicate than those Fubao asked his second brother to buy during the dragon boat race.

"Oh, Xiao Fubao is getting better and better!"

"of course!"

Fu Bao raised his head triumphantly.

After his father had finished talking with Niu Dali, Fu Bao cleverly waved goodbye to the other party.

Then, Fu Bao reached out and grabbed his father’s beard, raised his finger in the direction of the pond, "Flower, plant flowers!"

She's a good baby, and won't mess around with adults when they are discussing business matters.

"Pond, plant flowers!"

"good looking!"

"Four uncle, flowers!"

With such words, Fubao's meaning has been expressed very clearly.

Father Xu naturally understood.

"Well, tomorrow you will ask your third brother to find your fourth uncle to get some flowers back!"

"Father, third brother, take an exam!"

Hearing what his father said, Fu Bao was also drunk.

Her third brother only left for Fucheng two days ago to prepare for this year's rural examination.

If she wins, her third brother will be successfully promoted.

"Uh, yes, the third child went to Fucheng. Look at my memory, I forgot it!"

Father Xu patted his head, he really forgot about it.

Fu Bao raised his hand to cover his eyes and couldn't bear to look straight.

She was also puzzled. In this family, her third brother's presence was always low. And her third sister-in-law, who often stays in the house and embroiders all day.

No matter how good the weather is, she will stay in the house.

On the contrary, it is the elder sister and the second sister, when they are not busy, they will talk in the yard when they see the sky.

Occasionally, her third sister-in-law joined in, but the topic soon disappeared.

Fubao observed several times, and finally came to a conclusion, no wonder people at this time pay attention to marriage and marriage. This is not right, really can't get through.

Her third sister-in-law has read books, and her words are quite literal, and she still carries a little emotional exaggeration from time to time, which is the kind of sadness and sadness.

And her sister-in-law and second sister-in-law, both farmed at home, grew up close to each other, and shared many common languages.

After observing a few times, Fu Bao probably understood the psychology of his third sister-in-law, could not find a common language, and lacked a sense of identity.

It is estimated that only her third brother can talk to her third sister-in-law. After all, she can see that when the two are together, they will always sprinkle a handful of dog food from time to time.

Sometimes, Fu Bao admires his parents.

Look at the marriage of these three daughter-in-laws. They definitely got the point.

If you marry his eldest brother a three-sister-in-law, I am afraid that his elder brother will die of depression.

As for her second brother, Fu Bao didn't feel much, because his second brother was slow to respond, and he might be able to adapt to all kinds of daughters-in-law. As for whether he can adapt to being his wife, only God knows.

For a time, Fu Bao's thoughts drifted a bit far.

Of course, when he was hugged by Mr. Xu and walked home, Fu Bao remembered the dream he had had.

At first it just thought it was funny, but now Fubao understands it.

Her third brother will definitely pass the exam when he goes to the Juren exam.

That dream is clearly an alternative interpretation of catching a son-in-law on the list. I just don't know if the family who arrested her third brother, the young lady at home really has the width of his third brother's body.

"Girl, what are you laughing at? So happy?"

Mr. Xu walked fast with Fubao in his arms, and when he approached the house, he inadvertently saw the smile on Fubao's face.

"Three brothers!"

"Uh……"

When Fu Bao talked about his youngest son, Mr. Xu felt a little ashamed.

The three sons, although the younger son is successful in school, in this family, the younger son has the lowest sense of existence. It was not the first time he had forgotten this little son.

Fu Bao didn't know what he said casually, so he made his father reflect on it.

After returning home, Fu Bao remembered that she and her father were back, where is the old turtle?

Then, after Fubao played in the yard for a while, the old turtle came back, still moving slowly and steadily.

"Old turtle, old turtle, can you know what I think, right?"

"Are you refined?"

"If you can understand, you nod."

Fu Bao approached the old turtle and whispered in a low voice.

Then, under her gaze, the old turtle nodded. Those little mung bean eyes seemed to have a special light shining.

"Old turtle, you, are you refined?"

Then, the old turtle shook his head, really shook his head.

"what!"

"what!"

Fubao is not calm anymore, really can't calm down.

Old turtle, actually can really understand her.

Unfortunately, the old turtle said that it did not become refined.

So here comes the problem.

"Old soft-shelled turtle, old soft-shelled turtle, are you still not at the point of becoming refined, or are you unable to become refined?"

"If it is not enough to become refined, you nod, otherwise, you shook your head!"

Then, the old turtle shook his head again.

Okay, Fubao understands, there is no such thing as being refined.

As for why the old turtle is so magical, it is probably because it has lived for too long.

Why can't it be refined?

Even though such a magical thing as crossing exists, how come there is no such thing as becoming a perfection? Fu Bao said that she was a little bit sang-hearted. She actually wanted to become a generation empress and suppress the heavens.

Maybe she has become a generation of empress, directly crossing time and space, turning back before she crossed.

She just paid the down payment for the house she just bought, and she hasn't moved in yet!

Of course, the most important thing is that the novel she is chasing is not finished yet, and the drama she is watching is still being serialized. Although the ending has already been released, she is as stingy as her, so she won't go ahead and screen it.

Knowing it was such a result, she would never stingy again.