Mother and uncle were chatting, but Cao Shujie didn't go over to interfere.
His wife was talking to her aunt Meng Yanmei, and Mengmeng became the only happy fruit in the family.
Seeing that the pomegranate tree planted in the yard had already produced fruit, Mengmeng always wanted to pick one off and taste it.
She ran to her father, Cao Shujie, for help, but Cao Shujie told her that the pomegranate was not yet ripe and could not be eaten. Mengmeng did not believe it and always felt that her father was lying to her and he just didn't want her to eat it.
Dad didn't help, and she didn't ask anyone else. Her big cute eyes rolled around and she saw a bamboo pole next to her. Then she looked back to see her father and uncle chatting. She ran directly to the bamboo pole and secretly held it.
The son ran towards the pomegranate tree.
When he came to the bottom of the tree, he picked up the bamboo pole and threw it at one of the large, slightly red pomegranates.
With a few puffs, the bamboo pole smashed the leaves of the pomegranate tree to the ground, and the branches also fell down, but the pomegranate was still quite strong and hung back and forth on the tree.
Mengmeng was unwilling to give in, so she smashed it a few more times while no one was talking to her. This time, she was lucky, and a big pomegranate fell to the ground.
Cao Shujie and his cousin turned around and saw Mengmeng destroying the pomegranate tree, but Mengmeng's movement was too fast. By the time they tried to stop it, the pomegranate had already fallen.
"Mengmeng!" Cao Shujie shouted.
Mengmeng was so frightened that she turned around and ran away. After running for two steps, she thought of the pomegranate. She quickly dropped the bamboo pole in her hand and ran back to pick up the pomegranate.
"You're looking for a beating, right?" Cao Shujie's face turned dark.
My uncle heard the noise in the house and came out to take a look. When he discovered what was going on, he said with a smile: "It's okay, but the pomegranate is not ripe yet. It's a bit sour and not delicious."
Normally, pomegranates don’t taste good until around the Mid-Autumn Festival.
As soon as Cheng Xiaolin heard this, she knew that Mengmeng was in trouble again. She stood at the door and looked out, only to find Mengmeng running towards her, holding a pomegranate in her hand, with a proud expression on her little face.
"Mom, peel it off for me and have a taste." Mengmeng said.
This pomegranate is really not small. It is about the size of an adult's fist. Cheng Xiaolin took it and said, "Mengmeng, you can't waste it. I'll peel it open. If it doesn't taste good, you have to eat it all."
"Yeah!" Mengmeng nodded hurriedly.
"I'll eat them all," she promised.
A few minutes later, Mengmeng threw a handful of white and slightly red pomegranate seeds into her mouth, but then she frowned and spit out the pomegranate seeds she had eaten: "It's so sour."
"Puff puff!" Mengmeng spat out a lot of saliva.
"It tastes terrible," she said.
Aunt Meng Yanmei quickly put the remaining pomegranate aside: "I thought it was a bit sweet, so don't eat it if it's sour. It's not good for your stomach."
Red spots have begun to appear on the skin of the pomegranate, but pomegranates are usually harvested around the Mid-Autumn Festival, when they are still a little warm.
Wang Shouzhi looked at his niece Meng Meng and said, "Brother Jie, children are quite interesting."
"Yeah, then hurry up and get married and have a baby," Cao Shujie said to him.
He thought that his cousin would agree to it, but when Wang Shouzhi heard the word marriage, he shook his head: "No, no, marriage is a burden."
Everyone has his own ambitions, so Cao Shujie didn't try to persuade him anymore.
Before leaving, my uncle, aunt, and cousin saw them out together, and saw Cao Shujie and his family getting into the car and leaving.
Wang Jialiang kept talking about his son: "Look at your cousin, and then look at you."
"Dad, this is different, okay? Besides, it's not moving at all. Are you ready for me?" Wang Shouzhi said.
Wang Jialiang was so angry that he wanted to kick him, but was finally stopped by Meng Yanmei.
The conditions for marriage are generally relatively high nowadays.
It's not like Wang Shouzhi hasn't talked about partners in the past few years, but when it came to the last step, Wang Shouzhi was dissuaded by reality.
What is love?
Throwing a lifetime of wealth may not necessarily lead to results.
He might as well spend money to buy love!
He felt that human life was too short to hang from a tree.
If he meets true love in the future, it won't be too late for him to fall.
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Cao Shujie drove back with his mother, wife and children. On the way back, his mother Wang Yuelan was still talking about her nephew Wang Shouzhi not getting married.
"You are almost 30 years old, and it is not an option to be without a partner. Your uncle is very worried." Wang Yuelan sighed.
But Cao Shujie said: "Mom, everyone has their own destiny in marriage. It's useless for you to worry about it. Shouzhi won't listen to you either."
"You kid, I'm just nagging you." Wang Yuelan stopped talking.
Cheng Xiaolin, who is a daughter-in-law, said: "Maybe my cousin will find the right one in a few days. No one can say for sure about relationships."
"Hey, what Linlin said is right." Wang Yuelan laughed again.
What else could Cao Shujie say, he just kept silent.
It didn't take long before I returned home.
After taking things into the house, Cao Shujie was thinking about taking a rest, but Mengmeng wouldn't let him idle and insisted that Cao Shujie take her out to play.
"Mengmeng, it's too hot now. Let's wait until it gets cooler in the evening before we go out." Cao Shujie said.
"I'm not afraid of the heat." Mengmeng shouted loudly.
"Mengmeng, you are not afraid of heat, but dad is." Cao Shujie said.
"Dad, let me fan you." Mengmeng fanned her little hands back and forth.
He didn't care about anything at all, but Mengmeng's filial piety made Cao Shujie unable to stay still: "Let's go, daddy will take you around."
They didn't go to the village either. It was too hot at this time, so the best place was to go to the Yellow River.
There is a forest over there, and the water vapor beside the Yellow River is heavy, so it is quite cool to find a place with trees.
Without driving, Cao Shujie rode an electric tricycle and took Mengmeng up the dam and walked east. In less than 10 minutes, they arrived at the edge of the Yellow River.
I found a place to put down the electric tricycle and found a place with trees. A gust of wind blew and it was much cooler.
"Dad, let's go to the Yellow River to catch fish?" Mengmeng was a little moved.
But Cao Shujie didn't bring any tools, so he couldn't catch fish by his mind.
"Tomorrow, bring the fishing rods and nets over then." Cao Shujie said.
But Mengmeng didn’t believe it.
She shook her head and said, "Dad, you must have lied to me. You haven't played with me for a long time."
Mengmeng said it was unintentional, but Cao Shujie felt very unhappy after hearing it.
If you think about it carefully, he has been busy during this period and has not less time to play with his daughter, but almost no time.
He swore: "Mengmeng, how about this? Let's call your mother and ask her to send the fishing rods and nets. What do you think?"
Mengmeng must be happy, she nodded sharply: "Dad, hurry up."
Cao Shujie called his wife and asked her to send over the set of fishing tools and fishing nets. Cheng Xiaolin agreed without saying a word.
About 20 minutes later, Cheng Xiaolin came over with something.
Seeing their electric tricycle, Cheng Xiaolin stood next to it and called for someone.
