"Li Yao, what's wrong? You are a big boy. Why are you crying so sadly?"
Zhang An pulled Li Yao onto his knees and helped coax him.
"Oh, oh, godfather, my mother dug up my Donald Duck to death."
When the little guy saw Zhang An coming, he sniffed and complained to Zhang An.
Zhang An was a little confused when he heard this. He looked at Li Yao and then at Zhou Lan.
No wonder Zhou Lan had an awkward expression on her face today. It turned out to be unreasonable.
Donald Duck is not that Donald Duck, but the name Li Yao gave to his pet duck.
Some time ago, Zhang An's water ducks hatched a new brood of ducklings.
All the little ducks are half black and half yellow, but one of them looks a little strange.
It has no yellow hair, instead it has half black hair and half white hair.
Zhang An probably has a genetic mutation and his yellow hair has degenerated into white hair.
Who knew that after Li Yao saw it, this little guy would fall in love with this strange little duck.
So he told Zhang An that he wanted to take this little duck home and raise it.
Li Yao had already spoken, so Zhang An naturally would not refuse. After all, this was his godson.
Let alone a little duck, even if he wanted a swan, Zhang An would probably find a way to catch it for him.
And Zhou Lan was also thinking that Li Yao has been a little too playful recently.
I run out every day after eating and rarely stay home.
It's also good to get him something to absorb his interest in playing.
In this way, the little duck was taken to Li Yao's home to raise, and Li Yao named it Donald Duck.
Seeing that his grandson liked it, Mr. Li even made a nest for the duck himself.
After that, every day when he came back, Li Yao would feed Donald Duck with his own hands.
Not to mention, every time Li Yao wanted to run outside, Zhou Lan asked him if he still cares about Donald Duck.
When Li Yao heard this, he thought, yes, he raised Donald Duck himself.
In this way, I slowly stopped being playful, spent more time at home, and became obedient.
But now Li Yao said that Zhou Lan had beaten his Donald Duck to death.
Hearing this, Zhang An felt that he could no longer do it.
Looking at Zhou Lan, she wanted to know what was going on, otherwise she wouldn't be able to coax him.
"Sister Lan, what's going on?"
When Zhang An asked, Zhou Lan explained the matter to Zhang An.
It turned out that it was today when Zhou Lan was following Mrs. Li to plow the ground and plant vegetables in the vegetable garden.
Li Yao's Donald Duck always likes to follow them and peck at the earthworms and bugs dug out of the ground.
Before Zhou Lan got married, her family was from a provincial capital.
Not to mention farming, even cooking was something Li Yao's grandmother gave her through surprise training when she was about to get married.
However, after living in Changqing for such a long time, I also learned a few things from Mrs. Li.
But Zhou Lan is such a tough girl, and her hoeing skills are quite accurate.
He went down with a hoe and knocked down Donald Duck who came over to peck at insects.
By the time she put away the hoe, Donald Duck had already lost his head and passed away to the west.
Poor Donald Duck, not long after he hatched from the egg, he had to go back to prepare for the next time he was hatched.
And this scene happened to be seen by Li Yao who came back from school.
This is terrible, it feels like the house has been turned upside down.
If it were another family, whose children would dare to dance like this with the adults in the family.
But Li Hongbin's family is different. When Zhou Lan educates Li Yao, she always likes to use reason to suppress him.
But today Zhou Lan didn't have any reason at all, so she could only coax Li Yao angrily.
But Li Yao didn't listen to her at this time, and he was beaten many times during this period.
I just saw her knocking out Donald Duck with a hoe, and I always thought she was a bad person.
"Okay, okay, don't cry. It's just a duck. There are dozens more at my godfather's place. Just go over and get them."
Zhang An lifted Li Yao onto his lap and coaxed him to behave first.
When children cry, don't let them cry all the time, especially boys.
From the time babies are born until they reach the age of ten, they should not be left to cry.
Because it is easy to cause problems in the body.
Now there are one or two people in the village who were left crying by the elderly at home when they were young, until they burst into tears.
"I don't want those ducks. They're not as good-looking as Donald Duck."
Facts have proved that Zhang An’s words still have some weight.
After a few words of coaxing, Li Yao stopped crying, but his nose was still a little twitching.
Zhang An doesn't understand. They are all the same ducks. Isn't it just the difference between yellow fur and white fur?
There is no such obvious difference between these two colors. Why do I think the lighter white hair looks better?
Besides, after a while, as the duck grows up, these feathers will also fall away.
"Then be good and I'll take you to see Sun Monkey."
If the duck doesn't work, Zhang An will move the monkey out.
Li Yaoke likes Sun Wukong, and Li Hongbin usually buys him a lot of Journey to the West novels at home.
When Journey to the West was played on TV, everyone stayed in front of the TV and watched without blinking.
But he is not the only one, all the dolls like it.
When Journey to the West was played at Li Yao's house, a group of children didn't go anywhere. They all stayed at their house.
Originally, Li Yao was so fascinated by watching TV, but Zhou Lan would not agree.
But with so many children in the village at home, she couldn't turn off the TV like this.
Because if she does this, some parents may have thoughts in their minds and call her stingy.
I thought I just went over to watch TV for a while, but why did I turn off the TV as soon as my children left?
When Li Yao heard Zhang An talk about monkeys, he immediately stopped crying.
"Daddy, where are the monkeys?"
Although this monkey is common to the children in the village, they don't pay much attention to it.
But Li Yao was different. He had never seen it before.
As soon as he heard Zhang An talk about it, his attention was immediately drawn away.
"Want to see it?"
"think."
Li Yao nodded quickly.
"If you want to see it, wipe your nose clean and wash your face. I'll take you to find the monkey."
After hearing what Zhang An said, Li Yao immediately wiped his nose clean and asked his grandma to wash his face.
He is still a little angry with Zhou Lan and doesn't want to deal with Zhou Lan.
"Hey, Zhang An, it seems like I gave you this son for nothing."
Zhou Lan recalled that in normal times, Li Yao didn't really listen to anything she said.
But as long as Zhang An said a few words casually, Li Yao would immediately obey him.
"No, Sister Lan, you can't say this casually. It won't work if my brother Li hears it."
Zhang An didn't dare to accept this. It's like giving birth to me for free.
How old was I when you gave birth to Li Yao? Don't say this casually, as it will cause big trouble.
"Besides, isn't Li Yao also my godson?"
Listening to Zhang An's glib tongue made Zhou Lan laugh.
"Daddy, I've finished washing. Let's go."
Within a few minutes, Li Yao had washed his face and ran out, urging Zhang An to take him to see the monkeys.
Li Yao inherited most of his mother's elegance in appearance.
He doesn't cry or make trouble, and he has a bit of a handsome temperament.
"Okay, okay, let's go."
Zhang An took Li Yao across the yard and walked towards his home.
Originally there was a ditch separating the two yards, and a wall was built when the house was built.
So if you want to go from Li Hongbin's house to Zhang An's house, you have to go out and take the main road.
Li Hongbin thought it would be troublesome to walk like this, so he simply opened a door on the wall.
He called a few of his men over and built a small bridge over the ditch in the middle.
In this way, it will be much more convenient for two families to visit each other.
When we arrived at the pen house, the senior brother was lying on the floor sleeping.
Li Yao didn't see it for a while and thought it was one of Zhang An's puppies.
"Daddy, where is the monkey?"
"Well, isn't that it?"
As Zhang An said this, he shouted to the lying monkey.
The monkey was sleeping well, but he was suddenly woken up by someone. It was obvious from the look that he was very unhappy now.
But when he looked up and saw that it was Zhang An who woke it up, it didn't dare to snarl.
Instead, he got up and grinned at Zhang An.
"Godfather, Wukong, it's Wukong."
Although Zhang An’s macaque is very different from the one in the TV series.
But it's not much different from the ones drawn in the little people's books in Li Yao's family.
Although the book says Sun Wukong is a stone monkey, he looks like he has golden hair.
Zhang An guessed that Sun Wukong might be a golden monkey.
But the six-eared macaque can pretend to replace it, and few people can tell the difference.
So Zhang An also felt that this Sun Wukong was probably also a macaque.
This little guy Li Yao is like a prince in Zhang An's family.
The animals at home include Huatou, whom he is afraid of, and tiger cubs.
No one else dared to disobey him, so he got used to it from time to time.
But he also has his own sense of propriety. When playing with Zhang An's animals, his hands are always gentle.
Therefore, although the animals in the house are tired of him, after being targeted, they can only obey him obediently.
Today, when he saw this macaque, he immediately started playing a dish.
But the monkey didn't know Li Yao, so when he saw Li Yao he wanted to touch it.
He immediately bared his teeth and stretched out his hand to pinch Li Yao.
But before it could reach Li Yao, Zhang An reached out and gave it a brain-destroying blow.
Senior Brother, who was so impressive just now, was struck by Zhang An and his head was buzzing.
Only then did it realize that the little two-legged beast in front of it had a strong backer behind it, and it was someone it couldn't offend.
This monkey is no different from other animals in Zhang An's family, it is slightly smarter.
So seeing Zhang An protecting Li Yao like this, I was immediately ready to accept the situation.
It's just that it was grinning and looking ferocious just now.
Li Yao was really scared, so he didn't dare to take action now.
Perhaps he felt that this monkey was not well-behaved at all, so Li Yao was not interested in playing with it later.
It just so happened that Zhang Tie came over with some of Wang Baosheng's children, and Li Yao quickly became involved with them.
Effortlessly forgetting about his mother slapping Donald Duck away.
"Brother, are the watermelons in our house ripe? I saw that some of the watermelons have been eaten by the turtles, and there are watermelon rinds all over the floor."
Zhang Tie was more interested in Zhang An's watermelons than Zhang An.
The main reason is that there are few people growing watermelons in Zhang An's place. In the past, all they grew were local melons.
Although delicious, the yield is pitifully low, so in order to maintain costs, watermelons are naturally more expensive.
So here, watermelon can be regarded as a luxury fruit, and many people are not willing to buy it.
Children like Zhang Tie have eaten watermelon more times than they can use two fingers.
So Zhang An's family planted melons this year, and they all cared about it very much.
There is no need for Zhang An to go on patrol, they have to help Zhang An go over it every day.
When they went to clean up the small watermelons that were damaged by hail, they put in a lot of effort.
"Oh? How do you know it was eaten secretly?"
"It's all said in the Chinese language book: Badgers, pigs, hedgehogs, and harpoons are the ones to be taken care of. Under the moon, listen, there's a clanging sound, and the harpoons are biting the melons."
Then Zhang Tie recited passages from "Young Runtu" to Zhang An.
This text is one of Mr. Lu Xun's "Hometown" trilogy, which has just been included in the textbooks for sixth grade primary schools a few years ago.
When Zhang An and his friends were in primary school, they were not blessed to enjoy this rich cultural heritage.
But only the children in the back can learn Mr. Lu Xun’s literature and spirit, that’s good.
"Okay, Zhang Tie, I'm so proficient in memorizing this text."
Now that Zhang Tie can memorize the text so familiarly in front of Zhang An, it is indeed a great improvement.
Because in the past, it was very difficult for Zhang Tie to pass even 60% in every exam.
In Zhang An's memory, Zhang Tie's academic performance began to rise starting last year.
He was praised by teachers in various subjects, and during the parent-teacher meeting, the third uncle also experienced the feeling of being praised.
"Brother, should we be like Runtu and go guard the melon field at night?"
When Zhang Tie thought about carrying a steel fork and chasing wild animals in the melon field, it was just like Runtu said, how majestic it was.
"It's night for you too. Your parents will definitely not let you come out at night, so don't worry, just wait and eat the melon. As for stealing the melon, leave it to me."
They usually have to go to school, and usually between nine and ten o'clock, the adults at home send them to bed.
How could they be allowed to come out in the middle of the night? These times are not peaceful, and bandits who steal cattle and horses appear at night.
After dinner in the evening, Zhang An kept this in mind.
Because of the hailstorm in May, there weren’t many watermelons left in my melon patch.
Now there are still things coming to cause trouble, and Zhang An will definitely not be able to spare them.
Zhang An didn't know what a badger was, but he could only think of a few animals, and he estimated that the mountain badger might be bigger.
This thing is also called a dog badger. It looks about the same size as a pig badger and likes to eat what everyone grows in their fields.
It's just that pig badgers are not very common here in Changqing, but there are quite a lot of badgers in this mountain.
So when everyone sees these guys, they usually try to catch them.
This not only protects crops, but can also be used to make badger seed oil to treat burns.
At ninety o'clock in the evening, the moon and stars were sparse in the sky, and there was only the sound of frogs outside.
Zhang An went out carrying the steel fork, intending to squat in the melon patch to see what was causing harm to his watermelons.
If this thing is not solved, the strawberry field next to it will definitely be in bad luck.