After seeing off the young man who helped, the southbound team from Yaoshui Village set off again.
At this time, Qing Feng suddenly started to act. The little kid's legs were as bouncy as shrimps, but he just didn't want to sit in the car.
why?
Although you don't have to walk when you ride in the car, it is still swaying along the way. The shaking makes your legs and butt hurt, and your body and bones will fall apart at the end of the day.
The little kid had never experienced a severe beating, so he didn't know how hard it was to travel long distances. He felt uncomfortable riding in the car, so he cried and made trouble to get out of the car and walk on his own legs.
Mrs. Shu saw that he was crying and noisy, so she pulled him out of Yang's arms and shouted domineeringly: "Let him go, let me see how tough he is!"
Yang felt sorry for her child and was reluctant to let him run with the team. She wanted to persuade him to go back, but Qingfeng was not a person who listened to advice. He just walked. It’s not like I don’t have long legs. Why can’t I walk?
So several other dumplings got in the car, and he ran with the car. At first he ran quite happily, and from time to time he turned around and made faces at Qingsong and the others, feeling very proud of himself.
But he couldn't jump up after running two miles.
My legs were as heavy as lead, and I had to take a few breaths to take a step. My toes and heels also felt like they had been roasted by fire, and they were burning with pain.
He regretted it, he wanted to take a car.
Compared with the hard work of traveling, the little pain you suffer in a car is not a crime at all, right?
But the harsh words had already been spoken, and he couldn't keep his face up just like that, so he could only try his best to hint to Mrs. Shu with a few tears in his eyes, hoping that his grandmother would relax and spare him for once.
Mrs. Shu had noticed his look a long time ago, but she held her breath and ignored him.
Hey, little bastard, aren't you pulling? With today's lesson, let's see if you dare to pull again next time!
In the end, Qing Feng couldn't help it anymore, threw herself in front of Yang and started crying.
As soon as he cried, Mrs. Yang became soft-hearted and couldn't help turning her head to plead with Mrs. Shu: "Mom, why don't you let Qing Feng ride in the car? His calves are short, and I'm afraid my body won't be able to hold on if I continue walking."
Mrs. Shu looked at the kid calmly and said, "Do you know the benefits of taking a car this time? Are you still going to make a fuss?"
Qing Feng pursed his lips and admitted his mistake with a sob, "I won't make any trouble anymore. I won't make any trouble again in the future."
"Wouldn't it be enough to take it as soon as possible?"
Mrs. Shu nodded his forehead and couldn't bear to see his little beggar-like appearance. She bent down to pick him up and put him in the car.
Qing Feng rubbed his butt and rubbed it in. When he turned around, he met the eyes of Yan Yan and the two Qing Bagua. He curled his lips and wanted to cry again.
I cried this time simply because I felt embarrassed.
He was also a child, and the other three were all riding in the car honestly, but he insisted on doing something special and ran with the car. The key was that he came back in despair after running for a while.
Where should I put his face?
Qing Feng was so ashamed that he lay down beside the car and cried secretly for a while. Later, when he saw that no one was looking at him, he stopped crying. However, his hands were still free and he pulled Yan Yan's head.
The little pinch.
Yan Yan glared at him: "What are you doing?"
Qing Feng frowned and asked her: "Why don't you tell the story anymore? Didn't you say you would continue telling it today?"
"I'm sleepy and want to sleep. I'll talk about it when I wake up." Yan Yan yawned, leaned against the grain bag, and quickly closed her eyes.
In fact, she had been sleepy for a long time, but she kept trying to stay awake just to watch her grandma teach some annoying guy a lesson. Now that the fun was over, she naturally wanted to sleep.
"You said yesterday that you would tell us a story today, but you can't keep your word!" Qing Feng was holding back his anger and had no place to vent his anger. He took this opportunity to make a fuss: "I don't care, if you tell us now, if you don't, you will be a liar.
!”
"I said yesterday that I would talk about it tomorrow, but I didn't say when I would talk about it tomorrow. It's tomorrow in the morning, but not in the afternoon? Why do you call me a liar?"
Yan Yan refuted him with reason.
"What's wrong with what you said in the morning? I just want to listen to it in the morning!"
Qingfeng yelled angrily, but the other three closed their eyes and pretended to be asleep and ignored him. This made him so angry that he opened his mouth and cried.
This time he learned the lesson from last time and did not dare to open his eyes wide and howl. Instead, he adopted a more difficult crying method: turning one eye and crying with one eye.
In this way, he can cry more realistically, and at the same time, he can always observe the expressions of his mother and grandmother. It's perfect.
Mrs. Shu was determined to make this charming young man who cried frequently have a memory, so she walked faster after hearing his cry.
But Yang couldn't do it. When she heard the child's cry, her heart was broken. She didn't care about anything and quickly came over to ask why.
Qing Feng choked and wiped her nose and tears. She was about to complain to her mother, but Yan Yan beat her to it.
"Second aunt and third brother wanted to hear Yan Yan tell a story, but Yan Yan was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, so Yan Yan told third brother that she would tell the story later, but third brother disagreed and kept crying.
…”
Xiaotuanzi opened his mouth like a barrage of words and kept talking without giving Qingfeng a chance to interrupt.
When Yang learned the cause and effect, she angrily lectured Qing Feng: "You kid! You can get angry regardless of the occasion. My sister is so sleepy, and you still force her to tell stories. Next time, you will sleep soundly, mother.
Can I ask you to get up and help mother wash clothes?"
After saying that, he turned to comfort Yan Yan: "Let's go to sleep when we are sleepy. It will be the same if we talk again when we wake up. Don't listen to your third brother. He is used to being overbearing and needs to be dealt with!"
Qing Feng was so angry!
Complaining is obviously his specialty, why was Little Fatty Bun taking the lead?!
What's even more irritating is his mother. How could his mother not help him, but instead speak for Fat Bun?
But he was so stupid that he couldn't think of any words to retort. After thinking for a long time, he choked out the sentence: "You are my mother, not a fat man's mother!"
"Yanyan is your sister, not some fat bun!" Yang became even more angry when she heard this. Why hadn't she noticed that her son was so ignorant before?
"Also, no matter who my mother is, we have to be reasonable. Are you being reasonable?"
The upright Qingsong answered: "He can't be reasonable, he can only cry."
Qing Feng, who was surrounded by a group of people and criticized: You said I can only cry, right? Then I will cry for you.
So I cried again, and in the middle of the crying, I became interested, and even cried out a super-sized snot bubble.
Yang: "..."
This naughty kid, when you said he was fat, he actually gasped. He was so shameless!
Mrs. Shu couldn't stand it any longer, so she twisted her eyebrows and said, "If he wants to cry, let him cry. Don't pay attention to him. Let's see what tricks he can come up with."
Yang was a little distressed at first, but when she lowered her head and caught a glimpse of him turning a blind eye and crying in an exaggerated way, she was so angry that she gritted her teeth, stamped her feet, and turned away.
"Mother, mother, don't go, don't go!"
When Qing Feng saw that her mother was angry and ran away, she panicked and lost her skills. She cried and shouted at the top of her lungs, but Yang was determined to cure him, so she blocked her ears and refused to answer.
What should I do if my grandmother doesn’t care and my mother doesn’t care?
Then keep crying!
The donkey cart swayed along, Qing Feng howled and cried, and everyone got used to it after listening to it. Yan Yan even slept on her second brother's lap.