My Koi Sister is Three and a Half Years Old

Suisui tilted her head and glanced at the ancestral hall.

The knees bent and there was a snap.

The moment the little knee just fell.

"Bangdang..."

There was a crisp sound.

Everyone was sitting in the middle of a row of ancestral halls and turned around in fright at the sound behind them.

I saw that the ancestor's tablet in the center fell straight to the ground, covering the words in the middle.

The village chief's eyes twitched. He was standing at the end and saw the ancestor's tablet fall down with a snap.

I saw the little man kneeling in the center with a cute look on his face.

"Village Chief, then I'm going to kowtow?" The baby with a milky voice was very serious, so he just kowtowed three times. It shouldn't matter, right?

Yan Ling was born and raised by nature, and only heaven and earth could bear her kneeling and worshiping.

These ancestors can also be regarded as the elders of her adoptive father and mother, and they also have some connections with her.

If you pay your respects, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder will not blow up the ancestral hall, right? ? ?

Suisui was about to kowtow, but the village chief's heart skipped a beat.

"Hey, hey, wait, wait... Forget it, just kneel down. What are you kowtowing at?" The village chief quickly picked her up.

At that moment, he even felt a chill.

"Village chief, this is against the rules. Every descendant comes in and bows to him..." an old man advised.

"It's okay, our heads are worthless. Suisui's can't be broken..." The village chief directly hugged her and walked up to the right position.

The eyelids of all the old men jumped up.

Old Man Yan was so angry that his lips trembled. He felt that the village chief hit him in the face on purpose!

"Her head is just a head. Are our heads just idiots?" An old man touched his head and asked doubtfully.

"Okay, that's the end of the matter. Suisui doesn't count..." The village chief wanted to say that Suisui didn't count as a member of the village, but seemed to remember something and swallowed the words again.

"There is no need to kowtow when Suisui comes in from now on." This is what the village chief in a remote area said.

Even if they were unwilling, no one dared to question it in public.

Suisui sat next to the village chief. Her little feet could not reach the ground and were dangling on it.

Old Man Yan's face was gloomy. He and his son could only stand at the end!

"All the elders in the village are here, so let's keep the story short. No one knows what's going on outside now, but the lack of information is definitely not good for us."

"In the past few days, I will send people out one after another to inquire about the news."

"What Miss Fu said is probably true. Then we must deal with it as soon as possible." The village chief sighed.

Natural disasters have continued in recent years, but the court has done nothing.

"Is the court ignoring us?" an old man asked dissatisfied.

"In the three years since the natural disaster, apart from His Highness the Prince, who has rescued several disasters, how has the imperial court taken care of us? What's more, His Highness the Prince is still fighting, and food is even tighter. How can we distract ourselves." The village chief pressed his eyebrows, and passed the border. He has great respect for His Royal Highness.

"His Majesty is old...the princes are fighting for the heir apparent, and it only pits us common people."

"Be careful what you say." The village chief glared at him before everyone stopped talking.

Fu Xiaoxiao remained indifferent throughout the whole process, without any emotion.

Suisui remembered part of the plot.

As we all know, the Queen Mother and the Crown Prince are not favored, and His Majesty hates the Queen extremely because of the situation in the court.

Your Majesty has a little cousin who was brought into the palace three days after the queen entered the palace.

The imperial concubine doted on the harem alone and gave birth to the first and second princes in one fell swoop.

His Majesty favored his concubine, and the court was uneasy. Three admonishers were killed in the Jinluan Palace, so His Majesty favored the Queen.

Fortunately, the queen was in excellent physical condition and became pregnant with the Crown Prince that year.

That year, the eldest prince was already sixteen and had already given birth to his eldest son, the male protagonist here and the future regent.

This also led to the fact that the prince was young and had difficulty walking. At the age of nine, he went to the border to earn military merit.

If the male protagonist hadn't met the female protagonist Fubao later, the prince would have been the big winner.

Suisui sat in the ancestral hall and everyone started to discuss.

"The wall near our village will be built soon. Yan Hansheng is good at archery. He can choose twelve good players to practice. Then he will stand at the highest point of the wall, in groups of six, and guard it in shifts."

"Second brother, bangbang..." Suisui suddenly extended a thumbs up.

"My lord, there is no place for you to interrupt." Old Man Yan suddenly said viciously.

The person chosen by the village chief must be of great benefit. He wanted to leave this to his obedient second child, not to the eldest family!

The village chief glanced at him: "Elders are talking, don't talk too much."

Old man Yan's face suddenly turned red.

He is usually a grandfather at home, but at this table, he can sit at the end of the table.

Only worthy of watching.

"Suisui, your second brother is Yanlang, right? He seems to be only thirteen years old? Can he know how to bow and arrow at such a young age?" the village chief lowered his head and asked.

Suisui thought for a while: "Better than dad."

My father learned archery through practice, but my second brother was born with it.

A few years ago, she had seen her second brother pick up a stone and hit the fruit on the tree.

It will only get better over the years.

"Children, don't talk nonsense. Your father is an old hunter and has practiced archery for decades. How old is Yan Erlang? I'm afraid he can't draw the bow." An old man shook his head, but the little girl was talking nonsense. sharp.

"Is it true? You can tell if you call me here and try it." There are bows and arrows hanging in the ancestral hall, and Yan Erlang should be guarding outside the door.

"Go and call people in." The village chief didn't say much and just nodded towards the door.

The man at the door immediately went out.

When Yan Lang came in, she saw her sister holding a bow that was almost as tall as her, looking at him like a flatterer.

"Erguo, I want that bird's nest..." Sui Sui pointed to an old tree in the ancestral hall. There was no bird in the bird's nest, but the nest was still there.

Yan Lang looked at everyone, and then at his grandfather.

The old man grunted and didn't say anything.

"Try it, son." The village chief said while holding Sui Sui.

The moment Yan Erlang picked up the bow, Fu Xiaoxiao stood up straight, his eyes slightly sharp, and his brows slightly frowned.

Yan Lang was only thirteen years old, and he usually played with his sister. She always thought he was an ordinary farmer.

But the moment he picked up the bow, his whole body changed instantly.

The bow seemed to be integrated with him, as if it had merged into his soul, and it was extremely compatible with him.

Whoosh...

The bow and arrow brought a sharp force and went straight to the sky.

You could even hear the sound of breaking through the air.

Fu Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up.

The arrow went straight through the bird's nest, passed through the middle, and fell from the tree in front of everyone.

Everyone widened their eyes in surprise.

It seemed that they had never thought that the Yan family's son was so powerful.

The village chief was about to speak, and then he saw Sui Sui pointing at the tree again.

"Brother, I want the top leaf, not the broken one..."

Her second brother, who was obsessed with his sister, grabbed the arrow again.

The sharp arrow tip passed through the tiny petiole straightly, without hurting the tender leaves at all, and fell down gracefully.

The scene was quiet.