Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old Chapter 1829: You Don’t Even Smile Anymore

Chapter 1829: Chapter 1829: You Don’t Even Smile Anymore

On one side, she watched the Beastn of the tribe dig ditches, on the other, she replied with a sound, “Mhm.”

This “mhm” carried more earnestness than the one before.

Just like she had accepted reality.

*

Da Ling.

After entering the twelfth lunar month, because the family wanted to make so cured ats, Jiang Yue and Xue Yan helped out, and the children from their ho in the town also ca over, chattering and laughing as they worked together for fun.

Particularly, they made a lot of cured pork and sausages.

Because of all the chattering and laughing, so people got their clothes dirty, like Xue Ganggang and little Xue Yang. Xue Ganggang then took little Xue Yang to her room to change clothes.

Xue Ganggang changed little Xue Yang’s clothes first, and then she rummaged through the wardrobe to find a set for herself to change into.

Little Xue Yang didn’t rush to leave but played nearby, accidentally stumbled over a chair, and lunged toward the Painting Jar.

Bang.

The porcelain Painting Jar was knocked over and smashed to the ground.

Xue Ganggang was startled, “Yan Yan, are you okay?”

Xue Ganggang hurriedly picked up little Yan Yan from amidst the fragnts.

Fortunately, little Yan Yan was playing with her dirty clothes when it happened and wore many layers because of the cold weather, so even though she landed on the fragnts, her skin didn’t co into contact with the pieces, and she wasn’t hurt—only a little sore from the pressure.

“You scared to death!” Xue Ganggang said with her heart still pounding.

Little Xue Yang giggled non-stop.

“Rember to watch your feet next ti you play,” Xue Ganggang feigned anger.

“Mm-hmm,” then little Xue Yang acted coquettishly, “Elder sister, is it red underneath my clothes?”

Xue Ganggang pulled back a bit of the clothing to check, “No redness, thankfully I had you wear an extra jacket just now, but rember, you’re not allowed to do this again.”

Little Xue Yang said, “I didn’t know I would trip.”

“That’s why you need to be careful,” Xue Ganggang mimicked her tone.

“Okay then.”

“Stand to the side, I’ll clean up these pieces.”

“Elder sister, who is that in the painting?” Little Xue Yang obediently moved to the side and bent her small waist to stare at one of the paintings that rolled out from the Painting Jar when it broke. The painting had unrolled on the floor quite a bit, and with a slight tilt of her head, little Xue Yang could see a handso youth dressed in beast skins.

And above him, there seed to be a large white tiger.

Chapter 1829: Chapter 1829: You Don’t Even Smile Anymore

On one side, she watched the Beastn of the tribe dig ditches, on the other, she replied with a sound, “Mhm.”

This “mhm” carried more earnestness than the one before.

Just like she had accepted reality.

*

Da Ling.

After entering the twelfth lunar month, because the family wanted to make so cured ats, Jiang Yue and Xue Yan helped out, and the children from their ho in the town also ca over, chattering and laughing as they worked together for fun.

Particularly, they made a lot of cured pork and sausages.

Because of all the chattering and laughing, so people got their clothes dirty, like Xue Ganggang and little Xue Yang. Xue Ganggang then took little Xue Yang to her room to change clothes.

Xue Ganggang changed little Xue Yang’s clothes first, and then she rummaged through the wardrobe to find a set for herself to change into.

Little Xue Yang didn’t rush to leave but played nearby, accidentally stumbled over a chair, and lunged toward the Painting Jar.

Bang.

The porcelain Painting Jar was knocked over and smashed to the ground.

Xue Ganggang was startled, “Yan Yan, are you okay?”

Xue Ganggang hurriedly picked up little Yan Yan from amidst the fragnts.

Fortunately, little Yan Yan was playing with her dirty clothes when it happened and wore many layers because of the cold weather, so even though she landed on the fragnts, her skin didn’t co into contact with the pieces, and she wasn’t hurt—only a little sore from the pressure.

“You scared to death!” Xue Ganggang said with her heart still pounding.

Little Xue Yang giggled non-stop.

“Rember to watch your feet next ti you play,” Xue Ganggang feigned anger.

“Mm-hmm,” then little Xue Yang acted coquettishly, “Elder sister, is it red underneath my clothes?”

Xue Ganggang pulled back a bit of the clothing to check, “No redness, thankfully I had you wear an extra jacket just now, but rember, you’re not allowed to do this again.”

Little Xue Yang said, “I didn’t know I would trip.”

“That’s why you need to be careful,” Xue Ganggang mimicked her tone.

“Okay then.”

“Stand to the side, I’ll clean up these pieces.”

“Elder sister, who is that in the painting?” Little Xue Yang obediently moved to the side and bent her small waist to stare at one of the paintings that rolled out from the Painting Jar when it broke. The painting had unrolled on the floor quite a bit, and with a slight tilt of her head, little Xue Yang could see a handso youth dressed in beast skins.

And above him, there seed to be a large white tiger.

Xue Ganggang, who was about to go out to get a broom and dustpan, noticed the painting on the ground. She hadn’t looked at this painting for days since she had been living in the town, absorbed in roughhousing with her brothers, leading a fulfilling life without thinking much about it. And suddenly seeing it again, she froze for a mont. When she ca back with the cleaning tools, she picked up the painting and casually placed it on the table.

And she answered, “This is when I t a Beastman in the Beast World nad Bai Xing.”

It was little Xue Yang whose special ability had awoken and mistakenly brought Xue Ganggang to the Beast World. Upon hearing this, little Xue Yang imdiately reacted, “Ah, so he really is a large white tiger.”

As she spoke, she climbed onto a stool to fully open the painting on the table and continued in her childlike voice, “This was painted by father, right? The night you disappeared, I was going to sleep, and it seed like father was painting sothing, but I was so sleepy that I didn’t ask.”

“Yes, it was painted by your father,” Xue Ganggang focused on cleaning up the fragnts on the ground. She also picked up the other paintings and placed them on the table.

Little Xue Yang tilted her head, “Elder sister, you seem unhappy.”

“Do I?” Xue Ganggang was surprised. She didn’t feel unhappy.

“You’re not smiling anymore,” little Xue Yang said with utmost seriousness.

Only then did Xue Ganggang smile and say, “I’m not unhappy.”

“Oh, okay.”