The fish belly turned white in the east, and the rooster began its day on the farm with a crowing.

Every household wakes up from sleep, and women start boiling water and cooking, while men either fetch water or tidy up farming tools, preparing to eat and start their day's work.

This is a village under the jurisdiction of Liancheng in the State of Jin, with a total of three to four hundred people. There is only one surname and it belongs to one family. Therefore, this village is named Mojia Village after their surname.

At the east end of the village, there are several scattered houses, among which a single courtyard brick house stands out among these earthen houses. It is said to be conspicuous because its raw materials are obviously much better than other houses. The roof tiles are thick and the wall tiles are neat. It is obvious at a glance that it was not burned by the local people's local methods, and the courtyard walls are not made of just a few branches and vines like other earthen houses, but are carefully woven with bamboo strips. But it is more dilapidated than other houses, with broken tiles on the roof and no one to clean it up. The courtyard walls are shattered, and the vegetable fields in the courtyard are scattered.

At this moment, the door of the small courtyard opened and a little girl with braided hair and a pale complexion walked out. She was about six or seven years old, with a very small stature, a fresh face, and outdated clothes. However, her whole body was clean and tidy, her hair was combed neatly, and her clothes were also very clean.

She first pulled up the chicken coop, kicked out the chickens, and then walked to the kitchen located in the side room, opened the door, and washed her face with cold water. After washing her face and rinsing her mouth, she rolled up her sleeves and measured a handful of rice. She scooped water from the water tank and washed it clean. Then she moved a small stool to the stove, stood on the stool, and poured the rice into the big pot before starting to heat it.

Liancheng is located in the south of Jin State, with a mild climate that is very suitable for growing rice, so rice stalks are used for burning fires. Fortunately, otherwise a girl of this age wouldn't be able to chop wood.

Not long after, there was a sound coming from the main room door, and a pale faced woman walked into the kitchen.

The little girl who was burning the fire quickly jumped up and said, "Mom, why did you get up? Go rest for a while, the meal will be ready soon

The woman smiled and touched her head, saying, "Tiange, let's go play with these things

No, "the little girl insisted, pulling her into the room." Mom, you can't blow the wind. I can do these things

This is just a small matter

I'll take care of the little things, Mom. Do you still want to faint and worry me

The woman was blocked by this sentence.

The little girl said again, "Mom, just rest well. When you're okay, I won't do these things anymore

The coquettishness in the words made the woman smile, but with a hint of bitterness mixed in, her tone softened and she said, "Okay, Mom will recover as soon as possible. I won't let Tiange suffer anymore

The east was red, and Congee was also fragrant with rice. The little girl carefully scooped two bowls from a small stool, then scooped some pickled vegetables from a jar in the corner of the room and carried them one by one to the main room.

The light Congee pickles have no superfluous color. One is a patient, the other is a child. No wonder there is no red on their faces. The woman looked at her daughter and showed her heartache. The little girl did not see her, but just buried her head in Congee.

After breakfast, the woman took care of her daughter again before taking off the cloth bag hanging on the wall and hanging it on her shoulder. She instructed, "When you go to school, listen to your teacher and study hard

Well, I went to school

As the sun began to rise, the little girl stepped on the dew all the way and headed towards the temple in the west of the village, with boys running and playing along the way from time to time.

Seeing her walking on the road, a boy around ten years old secretly followed behind and suddenly rushed up. He grabbed her braid and tugged at it, laughing heartily, "Mo Tiange, your braid is really ugly. You should shave your head." After saying that, he ran away again.

Mo Tiange, whose braid had been pulled, gave him a fierce glare and said, "Give me back the headband

The child frowned and made a funny face, "Give it back to you? Why should I give it back to you? If you have the ability, come and steal it

How could a child bear such provocation? Mo Tiange shook his braid and chased after the boy.

Haha, you're so stupid, I'm here! "The boy's figure was very agile and strong, incomparable to her thin and frail body. Every time he bent, he would shake her away, making her so angry that she was fuming.

In no time, Mo Tiange chased after him panting heavily. At this moment, a girl's voice came from behind: "Brother, what are you doing

Upon hearing the sound, both of them stopped.

A seven or eight year old girl ran up and saw Mo Tiange's messy braids. She immediately glared at him angrily and said, "Brother, you're not allowed to bully Tiange. Give him back his things

The boy who was still fierce just now suddenly frowned and said, "I was just teasing her

The girl raised her eyebrows and glared at her brother, "You're still talking! If you don't pay back, I'll go home and tell dad that you're bullying my sister

The boy's face became even more bitter: 'What kind of sister is she? She doesn't live with us.'

Our grandpa Tiange is also called grandpa, why isn't she a sister? I'll go back and tell dad now

Alright, alright, I'll give it to you. "The boy quickly slipped the headband on his hand and left.

Seeing him leave, Tiange whispered, "Tianqiao, thank you

Mo Tianqiao smiled and said, "Don't thank me, it's his fault. Here, I'll give you this back

Mo Tiange took the headband and tied his braids haphazardly.

Let me do it. "Mo Tianqiao saw that she had tied her hair hastily, so she decided to untie and braid her hair. She is half a head taller than Mo Tiange, and she can easily braid her hair without squatting down.

After braiding her hair, Mo Tianqiao carefully took out a paper bag from her pocket and opened it, saying, "Tiange, come and have some cake

Mo Tiange received what she handed him, which was a sweet potato cake. She whispered, "Thank you

She usually doesn't have any pastries or candies to eat. Her mother has been sick all along, and although she is still hungry, she doesn't have much food left. Only during festivals and holidays, when her grandfather's family buys candies, will she receive some.