Sweet Beloved Reborn

Little Yangtao’s grandmother was married to Ming You Village and Little Yangtao’s name was picked up by her grandmother. The little girl was ten years old this year, and her mother was drowning when she was three years old. Her father never came back after working outside the next year.

In other words, Little Yangtao had stick together and help each other in difficulties with her grandmother since she was four years old.

This season, Gou Valley matured. Under the camera, Ming You’s waist was covered with paddy fields. When the sun wasn’t so sun-bathing in the afternoon, the villagers took their tools and went out to work.

“Sis.”

Yu Fei rushed into the dilapidated courtyard. He had a handbag on his back. Those who didn’t know would have thought that there was a Dimensional Space connected to it, but most of them were mini high-tech equipment.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Show you something good,” Yu Fei stood in front of Qinghuan and Shen Yinian, and the youth looked proud.

On the screen was the little boy playing together in the village that Yu Fei and Lu Chengze met before they went out. They smiled and spoke the local language but there was a Mandarin letter on the screen.

Qinghuan asked, “Translator?”

“Yes,” Yu Fei nodded. “This is a magic weapon developed by Glory and technology. There are dozens of local languages. Before collecting data, there have been professionals who have come to collect voices. After this period of time, the system can finally be translated in a voice.”

“Is that accurate?” Shen Yinian was a little worried. “It’s okay for the local people to slow down when they talk, but when they talk to each other, I suspected that they were listening to rap before.”

“Yes, I’m sure,” Yu Fei downloaded the Xu Lan translating APP on their phones. “But this software is still unfathomable, but it also solved our current trouble.”

“I found that Shangyu Village is a little mysterious. Their buildings are very spectacular and have a long history. However, we were stopped halfway. The name of Shangyu Village said that outsiders are forbidden.”

“Contact the other directors and see how the interview is progressing,” after Qinghuan finished, the small balcony in the room walked out. Qinghuan didn’t say what Kafa was like. When the little girl saw that they were going out, she used her actions to show that she could stop.

The sun wasn’t as hot as noon. On the tall staircase, one could see many shadows cutting The Valley. Little Yangtao picked up a handful of grass and brought Qinghuan and Kafa to the pond.

“Xiao Tao.”

There was a thin middle-aged woman standing next to the pond. She wore a hat on her head and her feet were soaked in the pond. When she saw Little Yangtao coming over, she felt a little serious. “But did you tell you not to come to the pond? It’s raining and slipping by the pond?”

The middle-aged woman fanned the wind with a hat and her gaze fell on the two young girls behind Little Yangtao. At that moment, the middle-aged woman’s eyes were a little dazed and she missed it.

Yan Lu looked at another person through Qinghuan and Shen Yinian’s shadows.

“Ah,” Little Yangtao smiled and nodded with a smile.

“Hello, Auntie,” Qinghuan smiled and looked good at the woman. The three of them also sat down on the stone by the pond.

The middle-aged woman smiled and spoke in Mandarin. “Hello, I heard Village Chief Wu say that you are new teachers from the school.”

The woman said that she could call her Aunt Yang, and she even handed the little girl in her wild basket to them to eat. It was a local type of strawberry, the size of a thumb, and it was tempting to look at Yin Ze. However, when she went to Qinghuan and Qinghuan, she felt that her teeth were about to fall.

It was sour!

“Hanhan, Hanhan, huh?”

Aunt Yang and Little Yangtao both laughed and said, “It’s hot, eat some sour stomach.”

Only then did Qinghuan notice that Aunt Yang’s legs were a little inconvenient. Her body was very skinny. She was less than forty years old and her hair was much whiter. Her thin face also had many spots.

Aunt Yang said that Little Yangtao’s grandmother fell into the pond a few days ago. The old man was old and had no children to take care of.

“These pair of grandchildren are both lovey-dovey people,” Aunt Yang’s eyes were blank, as if she was reminiscing about the past. “Little Yangtao’s grandmother was known as the great lady in ten miles back then. Her father was a genius. I heard from my mother that when Hanhan chariot came to our village, he had given birth to her before, but unfortunately, her son was useless. After Hanhan left, he sent her away one after another.”

“Back then, a worker came back from the village and brought back a lot of money. I heard that they were working outside. When they left, they took away a group of Jinnian from the village. Little Yangtao’s father left that year. Madam Yu was afraid that her son would suffer outside, so she took Hanhan out.”

“At first, I thought that Father Hanhan would be hostile this time, but who knew that the people who went out at the end of the year came back, and he didn’t come back. The person who took him out said that he left alone in less than three months and didn’t contact Hanhan.”

“There are only two pairs of grandchildren left in this family. Mrs. Yan took good care of Little Yangtao by herself. The white and tender Little Yangtao is sweet, and she loves to laugh, which is what everyone likes. Who knows that when Ka was five years old, he got a fever and won’t speak after waking up.”

When Aunt Yang said this, she couldn’t stop crying.

Qinghuan and Shen Yinian were listening to the story in a daze. They were frightened by the tears of Kafa, and they were comforting softly as they handed a towel.

Aunt Yang wiped her tears and said, “I don’t have Han’er. I just saw you think of my family’s leaves. If the leaves have no trouble, she will be as big as you.”

Little Yangtao hurriedly reached out to wipe Aunt Yang’s tears.

“Sorry, I reminded you of something sad.”

“No…” The last word was cut off because she swallowed it. Over the years, Aunt Yang had gone back in the middle of the night countless times. She could see her eldest daughter crying and calling her “Mommy, Young Master, save me”.

“It’s all my fault,” Aunt Yang cried into tears. If her daughter didn’t have any trouble back then, she was really as old as the two girls in front of her.

Aunt Yang still remembered the image of her eldest daughter smiling and saying that she was going to be a teacher when she grew up. Ming Ming was such a cute and lovely daughter who had ended her life in the most beautiful years, and he was only fourteen years old when her eldest daughter had sex.

“Little Yangtao is very smart. When my family’s leaves are still around, she taught her Qianshi. She can recite Little Yangtao a few times.”

When Little Yangtao was five years old, Aunt Yang’s eldest daughter was fourteen years old. She heard that the leaves were in an accident and accidentally fell into the ‘Long’ao River’ from the cliff.