If you are good to them, they will naturally treat you well, but if you are bad to them, they will definitely spit in your face.
"Bah! Bah, bah, bah!"
In front of the Yang family house, a little boy with a body as skinny as a stick and a head as big as a bucket was spitting at Chu Heng who had just grabbed his bird.
There was no other way, the other party was an adult, and he couldn't beat him, but he didn't dare to scold him, so he could only choose to vent his anger in this extremely insulting way.
No way.
The little guy drank a bowl of crystal-clear rice porridge in the morning, and it had already been completely digested. The remaining strength in his body was not enough to support him from spitting at that damn thing that was about to pull out his bird.
on the guy.
He was so angry that he lifted up the patched knee-length gown that he had inherited from his father at home, revealing his smooth lower body and some red little ones, and a jet of yellow water suddenly spurted out.
When he came out, it rained on the shoes of Chu Heng, who was almost three meters away from him.
"Fuck!"
"Hahaha!"
With a panicked exclamation mixed with envy, the little guy got his revenge and laughed wildly with his hands on his hips.
"puff!"
Ni Yinghong, who was playing with the children, had a bright smile.
Compared to her husband, who is hated by everyone, her treatment is much better.
Ni Yinghong is good-looking and has a natural sense of kindness. She also gives candy to the children and doesn't mind them being dirty. She plays with them and she is already the best person in the world in the eyes of the little ones.
Therefore, the little guys also extended invitations to her without hesitation, wanting to take her to play in the secret base.
"Little bastard, how dare you not respect martial ethics! Don't let me catch you, or I'll rip the bird off for you!"
Chu Heng angrily rubbed the urine stains on his shoes on the ground, picked up a branch and started to chase the little guy who was running away while pouring water.
"Chu Heng."
Ni Yinghong stopped him at this time, blinked her bright eyes, and asked her husband in a pleading tone: "There is a small river at the south of their village. You can catch fish and shrimp. It's fun. Let's go and have a look, okay?"
Based on her understanding of her husband, there is a high probability that she will not be allowed to participate in things that may cause trouble like catching fish and shrimps, so she can only beg. She has even made preparations to sign some unequal treaties.
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"Where are you going..."
Sure enough, when Chu Heng heard that he wanted to go to the river to fish, he decided not to do so without even thinking about it. But when he looked at his wife's big, watery eyes full of expectation, he couldn't bear to say the words that came to his lips.
, so after thinking for a while, he made a three-part agreement with her: "You can go, but you can't go into the river, you can't run around, and you can't leave my sight."
Ni Yinghong, who didn't expect that he only mentioned these few requests, was surprised and nodded hurriedly: "Yeah, I promise."
Chu Heng looked at his wife who looked childish, shook his head with a smile, and then gently kicked Yang Qing, who was carefully playing with the camera next to him: "Go, put Lingling on her feet, and let's go together to get together."
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"well."
Yang Qing reluctantly handed the camera back. Full of doubts in his heart, he did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he first asked Chu Dabai for help: "Brother, how do you think this gadget can take photos?"
"You ask me, who am I going to ask?" Chu Hengcai was too lazy to tell him these useless things. He waved his hand to drive people away, then ran to the trunk of the Volga, blocking other people's sight with his body, and sneaking around
After groping for a while, I took out two fishing rods, a horse and other fishing gear.
Ni Yinghong looked at him in surprise: "Why do you bring these things with you when you go out?"
"Damn it, I checked it in a few days ago and took it out." Chu Heng then said something, walked up to help his wife who was sitting on the stone, and then waved his hand, leading the dozen or so people around him who were noisy.
A snot-nosed kid walked toward the small river in the south of the village.
The river is not far from the village, just over two miles away. It is not a serious river, it is just a small river fork. When there is a lot of rain, it will be one or two meters deep. When there is a drought, it will directly turn from a river into a ditch.
, this is the happiest time for people in the village, because they can go directly to pick up fish.
On a country road.
Ren Lingling supported Ni Yinghong, a pregnant woman, and whispered on the way. The latter, who was already a veteran, was teaching the former, who was about to become his new daughter-in-law, the art of controlling a husband.
Although Chu Heng, who was chatting with Yang Qing later, couldn't hear clearly what they were talking about, it could be seen from Ren Lingling's blushing face and Comrade Ni's narrow look that the topic was probably very interesting.
"Hahaha!"
The snot-nosed babies couldn't sit still for a moment. Even if they didn't have enough food in the morning, they were still very energetic. They were leading them and running around and playing like crazy.
Bursts of innocent laughter come from time to time, as if it can cleanse people's souls, making people happy unconsciously.
The child, who has a skinny body and a big head that looks like a matchmaker, is crying.
Just now he was concentrating on competing with his friends to see who could pee farther, when suddenly he was caught in the hand of Chu Heng, a petty bad guy. The little bird was pinched so hard several times that it hurt so much that he wanted to chop it into pieces.
Lose.
A group of adults and children just walked leisurely on the quiet country road, laughing and noisy. Compared with the busy members in the fields in the distance, they seemed to be in two different worlds.
In less than half an hour, the group of people arrived at the river.
The scenery here is really good.
A small river more than three meters wide meanders on the ground, like a green ribbon. The water is clear and clear, and you can vaguely see fish and shrimp playing among the aquatic plants.
There are also several tall weeping willows on the shore. The breeze blows gently, and the willow branches sway gently. Under the huge canopy that blocks the sun, there is green grass. Occasionally, you can see a few wild flowers quietly.
Blooming, like a few urging gems inlaid on the green ground.
"Catching fish!"
With a shout, a group of snot-nosed children spread their wings and ran towards the river. When they reached the river, they took off their meager clothes and jumped into the river like dumplings, regardless of gender.
Chu Heng stood on the shore and took a look, and then walked upstream and downstream along the river. He found that it was not suitable for fishing at all. He came back with his things in disappointment, threw the fishing gear in his hand under the willow tree, and stood next to his wife.
He sat down on the grass and looked at the quiet and pleasant scenery with boredom. His eyes suddenly lit up: "Hey, this is a perfect place for a picnic!"
Then I saw this guy pulling Yang Qing over like a convulsion, and ordered in a crackling voice: "Go to the team headquarters and call Wan Xiaotian, and ask me to bring you 180 kilograms of mutton, whether it is fat or thin, and...
There are charcoal, refined salt, chili powder, and cumin powder. Get more, and let him watch and get some drinks. Today I want to treat the children in this village to eat kebabs!"
Yang Qing leaned against his brother with a confused look on his face. He didn't know what kind of evil spirit Ya had smoked, but he didn't ask any more questions. After remembering what he wanted clearly, he ran towards the village in a hurry.
