The person in front of me is very different from the image I guessed.

He Tiantian was not too surprised.

Her smile remains unchanged, sweet yet distant.

"Brother Shuanzi, Grandma Qiu——"

When He Tiantian saw the person, she was ready to repeat what she just said.

Shuanzi had already looked He Tiantian up and down.

When he saw the fair-skinned and beautiful little girl, his eyes instantly lit up.

It's not lust or any intention, it's just human nature.

There is no way, both men and women have the attribute of beauty control in their bones.

When you see something good-looking, your eyes will shine subconsciously.

Moreover, Shuanzi looked at He Tiantian with only admiration and no evil intentions.

This is one of the main reasons why He Tiantian can maintain her smile.

"Okay! I understand, I'll go fetch water for Third Grandma!"

Shuanzi interrupted He Tiantian's words. He raised his feet and lifted the heels of the shoes he was stepping on.

Then, without waiting for He Tiantian to say anything else, he walked straight towards Mrs. Qiu's house.

Seeing this, He Tiantian hurriedly followed.

The two of them walked in tandem and had almost no communication.

Shuanzi walked a few steps quickly, walked into the yard, and picked up the pole and barrel with familiarity.

As for the water sprinkled around the water tank and the pitiful layer of water at the bottom of the tank, he seemed not to notice it.

When Mrs. Qiu saw Shuanzi working, she didn't say much.

There was a deal between her and Shuanzi——

Shuanzi did some physical work for her, such as carrying water and chopping firewood, and she "exchanged" Shuanzi for some cloth stamps, meat stamps or industrial stamps.

No money is given, but these days, notes are worth more than money.

Moreover, working for the martyrs’ families “for free” is definitely a plus.

If word spreads, Shuanzi's reputation will be much better.

This is one of the main reasons why he is clearly a well-known slacker, second-rate guy in the advancing brigade, the captain of the brigade, and the village chiefs, but they don't care too much about it.

Mrs. Qiu refused to admit it. She asked Shuanzi to work for her because the two families were relatives who just came out of the fifth server. It was not because she felt that Shuanzi was an orphan and pitiful, so she took care of him!

Well, there's no sense of kinship, and it's not like she has bad intentions.

She is just a stubborn, hard-hearted, lonely old lady!

When He Tiantian walked in, Shuan Zi had already carried the empty bucket out of the yard.

He Tiantian quickly turned aside and let others pass.

Shuanzi doesn't have a strong physique, but he's not too thin either.

The key is that with his white skin, he really doesn't look like a honest and honest farmer.

Moreover, aside from his carefree temperament, this guy still looks pretty good.

It's just that it doesn't quite fit in with the current mainstream aesthetics: ahem, it's not the sharp-edged Chinese character face, but a more delicate oval face.

There is no sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, but there are some shadows of the little fresh meat of later generations.

Of course, if people are not feminine, they are not as masculine as people nowadays.

He Tiantian bets that this person must have a story!

However, He Tiantian didn't have the time to gossip.

She didn't ask Mrs. Qiu out of curiosity.

Talking about people behind their backs is definitely not in line with He Tiantian's character and is also very unkind.

Mrs. Qiu was already prepared for He Tiantian to ask questions, but unexpectedly, the little stinky girl did not speak.

Mrs. Qiu glanced at He Tiantian and saw that she was not pretending, but really didn't care.

The old man couldn't help but look highly at He Tiantian——

Don't gossip behind your back, the little girl has a very good character!

Shuanzi was responsible for fetching water and chopping firewood, so He Tiantian didn't have to suffer this.

She took Mrs. Qiu's food bowl and asked what to do while chopping wild vegetables.

"Chop some into pieces and grab two more handfuls of bran. We rely on these two chickens for all our eggs, as well as those ducks and geese."

Mrs. Qiu's face was full of disgust when she saw that He Tiantian was not working hard.

However, only if the younger generation does not do well will the elders have room to "play their part".

Mrs. Qiu enjoys this kind of teaching feeling.

The key is that the little bratty girl didn't get angry even when she was scolded by her. Instead, she obediently agreed and actively corrected her!

Tsk!

This sense of accomplishment is even more satisfying.

Under the guidance of Mrs. Qiu, He Tiantian finally mixed the chicken food.

Then, the old lady taught He Tiantian how to feed the chickens and how to pick up eggs without being bitten by the chickens.

"Hey, you little bratty girl, how did your master raise you when you were in the mountains?"

Mrs. Qiu was very satisfied with this feeling, but her words were not very pleasant.

She muttered: "Teaching you how to work is more tiring than letting my old lady do it herself -"

"Old lady, thank you for your hard work! But don't worry, although I'm not very good at work, I will study hard!"

He Tiantian didn't care at all about the old man's dislike and continued to coax Mrs. Qiu like a child.

"Humph, you know how to say nice things! If I had known you couldn't even feed a chicken, I wouldn't have let you work to pay for the rent!"

"Old lady, what should we have for breakfast?"

He Tiantian allowed the old lady to ramble on, and then changed the topic directly.

"What else can I eat? I just ate chicken stew yesterday and there is some chicken soup left. How about rolling noodles?"

Mrs. Qiu spoke angrily, expressing disdain for He Tiantian's greediness both inside and outside her words.

"Oh, we old ladies know how to love people best. White noodles, not everyone can afford them."

He Tiantian looked touched, holding Mrs. Qiu's arm and acting coquettishly.

Mrs. Qiu is used to being alone, how can she bear such coquettishness and entanglement?

Her body was a little stiff.

With a straight face, Mrs. Qiu wanted to pull He Tiantian's little paws apart, but she didn't dare to use too much force.

He just kept saying, "Who cares for you? Huh, you want white noodles? What a beautiful idea!"

After saying this, Mrs. Qiu felt a little regretful.

I said it too harshly, the little girl wouldn't take it seriously, would she?

She, she really doesn't care about the little white noodles, she just has a habit of being unforgiving with her mouth.

Of course He Tiantian wouldn't care.

She deliberately widened her eyes, pouted her little mouth, and mumbled dissatisfiedly: "Ah? You can't eat white noodles. How can you roll noodles without white noodles!"

Seeing that He Tiantian was just complaining but not angry or angry, Mrs. Qiu breathed out secretly and continued to say in an evil manner: "If the noodles are not pure white, can't we roll noodles?"

“We still have cornmeal at home, mix it with white flour!”

"Hey!" He Tiantian responded sweetly.

She knew that this little old lady was a tsundere with a hard mouth and a soft heart!

He Tiantian hurried to the kitchen.

I scooped two bowls of white flour from the noodle vat in the corner, and scooped a bowl of cornmeal from the grain bag on the side.

Cornmeal these days is different from modern cornmeal.

It has not been deeply processed at all, has obvious particles, and will make your throat irritated when you eat it.

However, cornmeal is already very good, at least there is no gluten.

He Tiantian is very satisfied.

She hummed a little tune and was busy in the kitchen.
To be continued...