Reborn As A Lucky Girl

Yang Songshu saw Xue Xue'er was in a daze. When he heard this sentence, his face instantly turned red. He waved his hand repeatedly, "I... I don't want to eat your sweet potato jerky..."    

    

These few words were stammering. He was afraid that he could not explain clearly and let Xue'er misunderstand that he wanted to eat her snacks. He was even more afraid that she would not play with him. He was so anxious that he was about to cry.    

    

Xue Xue'er felt that Yang Songshu's reaction was a little too much. She blinked her eyes and smiled helplessly as she comforted him.    

    

"Don't worry. This is dried sweet potato made from my milk. If it tastes good, I will share it with you. Don't cry."    

    

This boy's heart was a little fragile!    

    

Yang Songshu felt that it was extremely shameful to be like this in front of Xue'er. He sniffed and forced back the tears that were in his eyes. From his neck to his face, he was so nervous that even his toes were curled up together.    

    

Yang Songshu tightly grabbed onto the corner of his shirt. His body was stiff and he tiptoed, his voice like a fly's.    

    

"You, don't joke with me."    

    

Xue Xue'er's expression became very serious. Her big eyes were watery and very beautiful.    

    

"I won't make fun of you, and I won't tell Auntie Liu Ya about it!"    

    

Yang Songshu looked at Xue Xue'er. At such a close distance, he could see that delicate face that was as white as snow. There were no impurities at all, and her eyes were clear. Yang Songshu's heart pounded violently. He quickly turned his gaze away, and two red flushes climbed up.    

    

"Thank you!"    

    

Yang Songshu mustered up his courage and looked at her. His voice was clear.    

    

"You're welcome." She still had the bearing of a twenty-four-year-old older sister. Xue Xue'er poured half of the dried melon in her hand and stuffed it into Yang Songshu's hand. She took one and put it in her mouth. Crunch, crunch, crunch!    

    

Yang Songshu watched Xue'er fill her mouth with food. She was as cute as a pufferfish.    

    

He imitated her and chewed a dried melon. The way he ate was very delicate. Yang Songshu's eyes lit up slightly. "It's really delicious. Why is this a sweet potato?"    

    

He had also eaten dried melon before, and it was completely different from this one.    

    

"Of course." Xue Xue'er's face was full of excitement, her eyes were sparkling, and her tone was full of pride.    

    

"The sweet potato dried by my milk is the best. No one can compare with it."    

    

Xue Xue'er's words had the element of flattery but it was not an overstatement. Old Lady Xue had always been generous to Xue Xue'er and was even willing to put ingredients into her snacks. How could it not taste good?    

    

"Your milk is really good to you." Yang Songshu's words carried some envy and his big eyes were full of yearning.    

    

"That's right!"    

    

Xue Xue'er was delighted in her heart and stuffed another one into her mouth. When her eyes glanced at the things on the table, she could not help but walk over and flip a few pages. It was a book!    

    

It was a book about agriculture. Most of the people made a living by farming, but the production of rice was not high. It could not be compared to modern times.    

    

This book...    

    

Xue Xue'er's sparkling eyes became deeper and deeper. She flipped the pages of the book with one hand and her chubby face started to look serious.    

    

"Snow..."    

    

Yang Songshu saw Xue Xue'er's actions and wanted to stop her. He stopped abruptly and stared at the book on the table with his big eyes. He looked worried.    

    

Uncle hated people touching his book the most. Last time he accidentally knocked the book down and was taught a lesson for a long time.    

    

Xue'er...    

    

Yang Songshu walked to the side and saw Xue Xue'er staring at the book closely. Her eyes swept across the book line by line and she was very serious.    

    

He frowned and asked in a low voice, "Xue'er, do you know the words on it?"    

    

Xue Xue'er heard the voice and immediately retracted her hand. She guiltily looked away and said in a childish voice with an uncomfortable smile.    

    

"I think these ants look like the ants in brother's book!"    

    

Xue Xue'er had a naive face. Yang Songshu immediately understood. Xue'er must have read the book of the Xue family brother and looked like this one. That was why she had such an expression.    

    

This made sense!    

    

Seeing that Yang Songshu seemed to believe her words, Xue Xue'er let out a sigh of relief. This body was only three years old!    

    

The words that she had spoken earlier had already made the villagers boast. If there was another rumor that she could read, the tree would attract the wind!    

    

Chen Xiang angrily walked in.