"Oh, not today. Liu Qingshan looked at the two little dolls sitting on the cement pier and didn't know how to speak for a while.

After all, the truth of the matter has not been clarified yet, so I can't just say that it is because I suspect that the uncle stole someone else's beehives, so I want to find out the truth.

So, he teased the two little ones for a while, and let the second grandmother have time to wash the dishes in the kitchen and do some other work.

Then, seeing that the time was ripe, he pretended to be surprised and exclaimed: "Ah, second grandmother, why are so many bees flying to your house." ”

The second grandmother came out of the kitchen, wiped her hands, looked up at the bees flying in the air, and said with a smile: "Hehe, that's the bee raised by your uncle." ”

"Ah, why didn't you see it before?" Liu Qingshan looked up at the bees who were busy collecting honey for the winter, and his heart became more and more sure of his thoughts.

If the second grandmother said that it was raised by the second grandfather, then he might be able to dispel the suspicion a little, but the second grandmother said that it was raised by the uncle, which is very suspicious.

"Oh, he's been keeping him in the mountains before, and he only moved back from the mountains yesterday morning. ”

Liu Qingshan looked at the second grandmother's natural expression when she said this, and guessed that the uncle must have told a lie to deceive the family, so the family was convinced of the origin of the bees.

"Second grandma, can I go and see my uncle's beehive, I want to raise some bees next year. Liu Qingshan tried his best to avoid the second grandmother's gaze, and said while teasing the little ones, "I'll see how my uncle's beehives are made, and I'll make a few myself when I go back." ”

This is obviously a lie, so Liu Qingshan is a little weak-hearted.

The second grandmother didn't doubt him, but said with a smile: "Look at you, but you can be careful, don't let the bees sting again." ”

"yes, okay. Liu Qingshan got up and walked upstairs.

When he arrived at the top floor and found the beehive, Liu Qingshan already had eight or nine points of certainty in his heart.

Two beehives are placed under the small attic on the roof, one on the left and one on the right, and the red fruit is exposed in the sunlight.

Although Liu Qingshan does not keep bees, he has seen many beehives. For example, the village chief's beehives are covered with bark to avoid direct sunlight or rainwater on the beehives.

But the uncle's two beehives are red fruits, and there is nothing, so they are directly placed on the ground, let the wind and rain blow, the sun and the rain, and they don't look like a beekeeper's beehives at all.

However, it is not surprising, after all, he is a lazy man, if it is not for honey and money, why would he run to the mountains to carry such a heavy thing back?

Alas. Liu Qingshan shook his head and walked to the beehive.

Uncle Lu said that the bottom of the beehive burned a guard character with an iron clip, as long as the beehive was picked up and seen, the truth would naturally be revealed.

"Brother, what are you doing? Just as Liu Qingshan was about to pick up the beehive, Zixuan's soft voice suddenly came from the staircase.

He turned his head to look, just in time to see the little girl holding a piece of honey in her hand, carefully leaning against the wall and walking up.

He hurriedly went over, took the little girl's hand and asked with half reproach, "Zixuan, what are you running up for? What should I do if I fall?"

"Brother, look. Zixuan raised her little hand, held the golden honey cube the size of her palm in front of her eyes, and said unexpectedly, "This is what I secretly hidden, I originally wanted to send it to you, but I don't know how to get to your house." Brother, give it to you. ”

She stuffed the honey cube into her brother's hand, and her dirty little face was filled with a smile as warm as the winter sun.

The two smiling eyes narrowed slightly, and also flashed this winter-like light, reaching people's hearts and dispelling the cold.

Liu Qingshan lowered his head and looked at the honey cube in his hand, and then looked at the innocent Zixuan in his hand, and fell into a dilemma for a while.

To see this beehive or not to see?

If you read it and it is sure that it is Lu Weidong, then you must tell Lu Weidong and let him bring the beehive back.

But in this way, Lu Weidong will definitely have a grudge with his uncle, and it will inevitably have a vicious quarrel.

Although it is common for two adults to quarrel, if this matter falls into the eyes of three children, it will definitely cause irreparable damage to their weak and innocent hearts.

Uncle is certainly at fault, but what is wrong with the children? In order to show that their grievances and grievances are clearly distinguished, they should not be killed in a hurry, ignoring the feelings of the children, and rushing to ask for merit and rewards like a reckless man.

However, if the beehive belongs to Lu Weidong and Lu Weidong is not told, it will be too unfair to Lu Weidong.

Let's not talk about how much he trusts himself, but how important this beehive is to him.

This is something he has worked so hard to obtain, and he has spent a lot of time and energy, and he has high hopes, and he can't ignore etiquette and hide dirt because the thief is his relative.

Liu Qingshan's head is very large.

It's not to say, it's not to say, it's better not to look at the bottom of the beehive, but to end up idle.

Since I didn't look at it, I naturally didn't know whether the two beehives belonged to Lu Weidong or not. Since I don't know, I naturally don't have these troubles.

He sighed and looked up at the sky.

It is said that there are gods when you look up three feet, and you don't know if it's true or not.

He obviously has eight or nine points to be sure that this beehive belongs to Lu Weidong, but now in order not to cause trouble, he has to give up the last possibility of exploring the truth, which is a bit unreasonable.

Although he is a free man, whether he sees or does not see it is his own intention, but people are born with the concept of right and wrong, how can they let black and white be reversed because of their own selfishness.

He took Zixuan's hand and stood in the sun.

The winter wind is like the hand of a mountain, gently caressing them.

He squatted down, looked at Zixuan's little face and asked, "Zixuan, what would you do if your father did something wrong?"

"Huh?" the little guy looked at his brother blankly, as if he didn't know what right or wrong was.

Also, how can a little child understand the world of adults?

Liu Qingshan smiled and asked again, "Do you like the candy in the commissary?"

The little guy understood this sentence, and quickly nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Mmmm, I like it." ”

"Since you like it, but you don't have the money to buy it, what should you do?" asked Liu Qingshan.

The little guy replied without hesitation: "Then don't, grandpa said, it's very hard to make money, and if you buy sugar, you can't buy new clothes, just if I don't eat sugar, give it to my younger brother." ”

Liu Qingshan smiled with some relief, and asked again, "Then have you ever thought about stealing those sugars?"

The little guy looked at his brother in surprise, hurriedly grabbed his brother's big hand with both hands, his eyes widened, and he said very anxiously: "Brother, you can't steal, you can't steal, grandpa said, those who steal are bad people, you can't steal, if you want to eat, when I grow up and have money, I'll buy it for you, okay?"

Liu Qingshan pinched the little guy's nose and said with a smile: "Brother is joking with you, my brother has money, so he won't steal things." Well, Zixuan, you stand here first, my brother just saw two bees fall to the ground, my brother went to pick them up, don't you come along, you know? ”

"Uh-huh, I listen to my brother, I don't go over. Zixuan stood far away, resolutely not daring to approach the beehive for half a step.