Under the operation of the aunt, Zhang Jing and Xiao Yang were finally whipped and cried, full of red scars on their cheeks.

When the aunt came home and saw her son being bruised all over her body, she was also very distressed, and after learning why Zhang Jing was beaten, she could only shake her head helplessly.

Although it was pumped on the child's body, it hurt in the mother's heart, and when the aunt looked at the scars on Zhang Jing's buttocks, she also secretly blamed herself for being too heavy.

This also caused Zhang Jing to ignore his mother all night, no matter how he coaxed him, he didn't talk to his mother, and sulked alone.

Early in the morning, when the old man silently guarded Xiao Yang Yi's bedside for a night, he quietly retreated, walking a little staggering, and his figure was a little rickety, but he loved the sleeping little boy deeply.

Not long after the old man left, Zhang Jing's figure was like a hot wheel under Nezha's feet, and he burst in with a bang.

Xiao Yang, who was still asleep, was also woken up suddenly, and looked at Zhang Jing in front of his bed with sleepy eyes.

"Brother Yang Yi, are you still in pain?" Zhang Jing shook his round little head and looked at Xiao Yang Yi who had just woken up, and Zhang Jing's deep concern flowed from his immature face.

Xiao Yang, who was awakened, was not dissatisfied, got up and gently hugged Zhang Jing's little head in his arms, and replied softly: "Brother doesn't hurt." Salty tears slipped uncontrollably from Xiao Yangyi's cheeks, which were tears of care.

Aside from the change of social identity and economic pressure, in fact, sometimes it may be that adults are more accustomed to suppressing their feelings, suppressing that joy, suppressing that sadness, smiling without showing their faces, without showing their sorrows, always with a light breeze blowing the hills and waves, and slowly the joy and sadness also melt together, and they fade unconsciously.

"What are you carrying in your arms?" Xiao Yang also looked at Zhang Jing's bulging clothes and asked suspiciously.

Zhang Jing broke free from Xiao Yang Yi's arms, ran over and closed the door, smiled mysteriously at Xiao Yang Yi, and took out a large number of snacks from his arms.

"Brother Yang Yi, I secretly took your favorite little master and spicy noodles from home. Zhang Jing's face was full of excitement and said to Xiao Yang.

There are many ways to express love in the adult world, but more often it is based on money, or expensive jewelry, or limited bags, while the children's world is simpler, and the way to express love may be their beloved toys, or reluctant to eat snacks, or give their favorite toys to the people they care about to play, or give snacks to the people they care about.

It's often their all that gives.

At a charity gala in the United States in the 90s, Bill Gates, the richest man in the world, was also present, and when the host announced that Bill Gates was the guest who donated the largest amount of money tonight, he was now cheering.

The host of the charity gala invited Bill Gates to speak on stage, and when Bill Gates took the microphone from the host's hand, he said something like this:

Actually, I wasn't the one who donated the most money tonight, in fact, someone donated more than me, and the mysterious man also came to the charity gala tonight.

The audience was in an uproar, including the host of the charity gala, who was full of doubts, carefully examined the name and amount of the donor in his hand, until he repeatedly confirmed that the largest donation amount was still Bill Gates's $10 million, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

When Bill Gates finished saying this, he looked at the puzzled looks of everyone present, smiled lightly, and then said:

In terms of the amount alone, I am probably the largest donor, but $10 million is a small percentage of my wealth, and someone gave his entire fortune at tonight's charity gala.

After Bill Gates finished speaking, he turned around and pulled a little boy who was only six years old back on stage, the little boy looked very shy, where had he seen this kind of scene, his little hands tightly pulled Bill Gates's suit, and hid behind Bill Gates timidly.

"This man is the little boy next to me, his name is James Amway, he is just six years old this year, in the first grade of elementary school, when he must know that there are many children his size who still have not enough to eat and wear, so he donated a dollar and his beloved toys that he had saved for a long time, a dollar may not be much, but it is all his wealth, toys may not be valuable, but it is his most beloved thing, shouldn't he be the protagonist of our charity party tonight?"

When Bill Gates finished saying this, the audience burst into lively applause, which lasted for a long time, this is the story of the world's richest man and the little boy named James Amway.

At this moment, Zhang Jing may be playing the same role as the little boy back then, and his Yang Yige has unconsciously stood in the most important position in his heart, perhaps even Zhang Jing himself has not realized this.

The spring breeze is drizzling and silent, and there are no words and deeds.

The effect of force is mutual, and the power of love is also mutual, Zhang Jing loves his brother Yang, and his brother Yang Yige doesn't love his little cousin?

The two children were covered in the quilt and ate the snacks brought by Zhang Jing, and they had already thrown the scars on their buttocks out of the clouds.

After a morning of tossing and turning in bed, the brothers got up slowly.

At the dinner table, when the worried grandmother saw Xiao Yang Yi and Zhang Jing returning to their usual lively appearance, her heart was also put down for a moment, and she vigorously served Xiao Yang Yi and Zhang Jing vegetables.

In the early morning, it was back to the laughter and laughter of the past.

Xiao Yang Yi and Zhang Jing who had eaten breakfast still had a sore buttocks, but they still couldn't bear to play, and they always wanted to find something to play.

At that time, the small mountain village could not compare to the children's world now, and computers, mobile phones, and various electronic products were full of childhood.

After the two brothers were pumped by their aunt yesterday, they seemed to have left some shadows on the rice fields and the river.

"Brother Yang Yi, why don't we go to the bamboo forest to poke the hornet's nest?" Although Zhang Jingren is small, there are a lot of ghosts.

"Good. Xiao Yang Yikao nodded and agreed without thinking about it, in the dark, it seems that as long as Zhang Jing wants to do something, Xiao Yang will do it, even if Zhang Jing proposes to catch loaches in the rice field again at this moment, Xiao Yang will not hesitate to do it, even if the result is that he is beaten by his aunt again, he will go.

In Xiao Yang Yi's subconscious, as long as Zhang Jing wants it, he will work hard to get it, even if it is wrong, no matter how much he pays, he will do it.

Yesterday, the "Loach Catching Children's Army" in the rice field suffered serious losses, and every child who went home was probably treated with the same bamboo strips as Zhang Jing and Xiao Yang.

This also led to today's hornet's nest, only Xiao Yang Yi and Zhang Jing brothers.

Xiao Yang also said to Zhang Jing to do it, and soon the two of them came to the bamboo forest next to his grandmother's house with a long bamboo pole.

"Brother Yang Yi, look, that's what I said about hornet's nest. Zhang Jing pointed to the hornet's nest hanging on the top of the tree not far away with his little finger and said excitedly.

"Why didn't I find this hornet's nest, when did you find it?" Xiao Yang also asked.

"That's what I saw the last time we had a snack here. Zhang Jing replied excitedly.

After listening to Zhang Jing's answer, Xiao Yang suddenly felt a little embarrassed, I am afraid that he only cared about eating snacks at that time, and did not pay attention to the surrounding environment at all.

Fortunately, Zhang Jing's eyes at the moment only had a hornet's nest on the tree, and he didn't notice the embarrassed look on his Yang Yige's face.

Although there are only two brothers in the hornet's nest, Xiao Yang Yi and Zhang Jing are not the slightest timid.

Xiao Yang Yi slowly approached the hornet's nest with a long bamboo pole, and Zhang Jing pulled Xiao Yang Yi's shirt tightly with his hand, with both fear and excitement in his eyes.

"Hide behind me, don't come forward. When approaching the hornet's nest, Xiao Yang also admonished with a serious face, and Xiao Yang also seemed to notice that the bees were not so easy to mess with.

"Hmm. Hearing Xiao Yang Yi's words, Zhang Jing focused on his round little head.

Buzzing..................

As Xiao Yang Yi and Zhang Jing continued to get closer to the hornet's nest, the sound of bees vibrating their wings in and out of the hornet's nest also clearly reached the eyes of the two brothers.

Xiao Yang couldn't help but shake the long bamboo pole in his hand hard, and slowly approached the hornet's nest step by step with the bamboo pole.

When he was only a stone's throw away from the hornet's nest, Xiao Yang also used a fierce force, and the bamboo pole accurately shot down the hornet's nest.

For a while, the buzzing sound of bees was endless, because bees can distinguish according to the change of wind speed and smell, Xiao Yang Yi and Zhang Jing's hidden figures were accurately captured by a large number of bees the moment they poked off the hornet's nest.

Several bees vibrated their wings and flew towards the two brothers angrily, and Xiao Yang also looked at this scene and shouted, "Run." Turning around, he took Zhang Jing's hand and ran away desperately.

Even adults can't compete with bees, let alone two young children.

In an instant, several bees caught up with the two brothers' running figures, and stabbed at the brothers' bodies with the sharp stingers on their buttocks.

When Xiao Yang knew that the bee had flown to his side, he stopped running, hugged Zhang Liang's head in his arms, and covered Zhang Jing's little head more tightly.

There was a loud buzz, and several bees stung at Xiao Yang Yi's face, and for a while Xiao Yang Yi grinned in pain, tears flowed, even if Xiao Yang was stung by the bees, the hand holding Zhang Jing still held on tightly and did not let go, not letting the bees attack his little cousin.

The only fortunate thing is that the number of bees is not large, and the poison of bee stings is not very heavy, even so, Xiao Yang's face is swollen high after a while, like a little pig's head.

When Xiao Yang also endured the pain, waited for all the bees to disperse, gritted his teeth and picked up the hive from the ground and handed it to Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing looked at his Yang Yige's swollen face, and cried out with a wow.

Perhaps in Zhang Jing's eyes at this moment, Yang Yige is a green bamboo in the forest, standing tall and upright, swaying the green bamboo leaves alone in the ever-changing world, dancing alone under the sky and blood, standing tall and green to guard the little boy he cares about.