However, who says that children won't be naughty when they grow up?

None of the pots are worry-free.

Don't think Junhui is just a crybaby, when he arrives at school, he can still give teachers a headache.

In the morning, Chen Yang sent a few pot headlights to the school, and Junhui's homeroom teacher was waiting for him at the school gate and educated him.

"You're Junhui's parent, aren't you?" The beautiful teacher stood in the morning sun, with long wavy hair and delicate makeup, giving people a very fashionable feeling.

The point is pretty.

"I, sort of." Chen Yang was inexplicably a little nervous.

It stands to reason that in the face of this kind of woman of his age, whether she is beautiful or not, he should be very right, after all, he is the one who has taken his daughter-in-law and run away from his wife.

But I don't know what's going on, today I suddenly felt a little abnormal, facing this beautiful teacher, his black old face was a little hot.

What the hell, am I getting back to old age?

"What do you mean?" the beautiful teacher couldn't cry or laugh, "Let me tell you, Junhui always pulls the hair of the female classmates in front of him when he is in class, and the girls have reported to me several times, and I have also educated Junhui several times, but this child just doesn't listen to what he says, you parents can't ignore the family education of your children."

"Huh?" Chen Yang looked at the back of Junhui, who had already slipped away, and blurted out, "This stinky boy, how can he do this kind of thing at a young age? This is obviously a fancy for that female classmate, teacher, don't worry, when this kid comes home tonight, I will definitely beat him hard, so that he can't get out of bed for half a month."

With that, Chen Yang hurriedly left.

If you don't leave, you probably have to be held by this beautiful teacher, and then talk a lot.

Moreover, he was already a little red-faced, and if he stayed, it was estimated that his old face would be red like a monkey's ass.

Alas, they're all seven and eight old, why can't they be immune to women? It's all because this teacher is too good-looking. The point is, this beautiful teacher also sprayed fragrant perfume, which man can stand it?

Seeing Junhui's parents leave with their cruel words, the beautiful teacher was anxious and shouted at the pickup truck that was driving away: "Hey, I didn't mean that, I just said that Junhui is a little naughty, violence can't solve any problems!"

Chen Yang looked at the teacher in the rearview mirror, smiled, and stepped on the accelerator, leaving only a puff of dust.

She thought that Chen Yang had misunderstood and failed to understand what she meant, and she didn't know what to do for a while, so she stomped her feet on the spot in a hurry and blamed herself.

No, she can't let that happen.

After Chen Yang returned home, he went into the mountains to chop firewood and dig bamboo shoots by the way. Cutting two bundles of firewood was not a difficult task for him, and he could cut it in an hour's effort.

Walking through the cedar forest, through the shrub, and around a few winding paths, I saw a few dense clumps of hemp bamboo on the edge of the gurgling stream.

These bushes of hemp bamboo were planted by my father back then, and after years of growth, they have become very dense.

The water from the mountain spring in the creek evaporates in the air and clings to the bamboo leaves, making the bamboo leaves sprinkled by these forests look extra green.

When the breeze blows, the water vapor on the bamboo leaves carries the green and clear of the bamboo to float around, and immediately soaks the heavy depression of the mountains into a refreshing freshness.

And those shrubs and grass that grow next to the bamboo, as if they have been shared by the green bamboo, swaying gently in this fresh breeze.

And those late summer flowers are still blooming happily, and they are forgetting to accept the gentle bathing of moisture.

Although the breeze carried away some of the water vapor, there were still a lot of dense small water droplets on the bamboo leaves, which were lightly stuck to the narrow bamboo leaves and the tips of the bamboo shoots that had just broken through the soil.

They are densely connected and sparkle in the dappled and jumping sunlight, as if they were dressing bamboo in a gorgeous diamond shawl.

In addition to the bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest that are happily standing up on the ground with bamboo brushes, there are also soft grass lying on the ground shyly. They look at the blue sky with affection, lazily enjoying the touch of the breeze.

The moss of matsutake mushrooms leans against the stone, clinging tenaciously to the surface of the stone, burning like jasper.

In addition to these, there is also an extremely novel thing that is evoking a string of memories of his youth under Chen Yang's gaze.

"Is this really edible?" he sat on the ground, his eyes red, and two long tear stains on his delicate little face.

My sister grabbed a strange worm and smiled at him and said, "Fool, of course this can be eaten, don't cry, my sister will cook it for you to eat immediately."

"I don't want it, I want to go home." He flattened his mouth, and tears came out again.

My sister grabbed the worm with one hand and his chubby little hand with the other, and said very gently: "Xiaoyang has to be good, my parents and grandparents are still digging taro, and we can't go home until they finish their work, you know?"

"I don't want it, I don't want it, I want to go home, I'm going home, I'm so hungry.

"Xiaoyang, don't cry, don't cry, my sister will burn this worm for you to eat, okay? This worm is delicious."

"I'm not going to eat this, I'm going home for dinner, woo woo."

I forgot how old he was at that time, but he was still very young anyway, because the whole family had gone into the mountains to dig up taro planted in the mountains, so he had to go into the mountains with him.

But he was young and consumed quickly, and it didn't take long for him to grow hungry and growl, and then he was clamoring to go home.

But it's not easy to enter the mountain, it's not easy to get out of the mountain, and it's impossible for the family to spare a laborer to send him home, so he can only cry.

My sister couldn't stand it anymore, so she took him to the bamboo bushes by the stream, and then caught several insects to eat, saying that she was going to burn them to death for him to eat.

In his eyes at the time, this was really a perverted and terrifying act.

Although he is still young, he also knows that there are some things that cannot be eaten indiscriminately.

"Don't worry, this thing is delicious, my sister never lies." As she spoke, my sister piled up the bamboo leaves and branches on the ground, and then used the lighter that my grandfather lit to light the bamboo leaves on the ground.

My sister is a very careful person, although life was very difficult at that time, but her delicate heart will still be as delicate as the warm breeze of spring, no matter how small things she can take to heart.

Just like the spring breeze blowing the earth, it will not miss a single grass.

Because she was worried that the fire would spread along the rotten leaves and dead branches on the ground, after igniting the pile of bamboo leaves, she quickly pulled the slightly damp branches and leaves with her hands to open up a fire ring.

Chen Yang looked at her fast and struggling appearance, forgot to cry, just sobbed and asked, "What are you lighting the fire for?" Do you really want me to eat that bug?"

He glanced in disgust at the bugs trapped in the plastic bag.

They are like beasts of prey, imprisoned in a sturdy plastic bag.

Those sharp, slender feet like knives must have done their best, but they still couldn't get them out of their sturdy cage.

"That's right." My sister smiled at him, "This bug is really delicious, you'll know later, send me that little bamboo branch."

Chen Yang picked up a small bamboo branch beside him, he didn't know what his sister was going to do, but his sister shouted to him to hand over the bamboo branch, and he just handed it over, anyway, he would never eat those disgusting insects.

Who's going to be so perverted? Who's going to be so perverted as to eat those bugs that look like poop?

The point is, not only do those bugs have elongated feet that look scary, but they also have a very strange nose that looks like a ......

He spread out his two calves lying on the ground, glanced at his crotch, and wondered, did those perverted bugs put their peeing on the long head of Gigi?

Oh my gosh, these bugs are disgusting!

After my sister took the slender bamboo branches, she grabbed the insects out of the plastic bag one by one, and then forcibly inserted the bamboo branches into the bodies of the insects.

The point is, she actually inserted it in the direction of the bug's butt and then through the bug's head.

He tightened his chrysanthemum and looked at his sister in a daze.

After my sister skewered all the bugs, she put them on the fire and roasted them.

Chen Yang sat next to him, watching this scene motionlessly.

Later, years later, he would still have images of the bugs struggling in the flames from time to time.

At the same time, he will also taste the fragrance that fills the air.

Oh yes, the scent is coming out.

When the bugs struggled for a few seconds and then went out of their bodies, leaving only a somewhat charred shell, the scent escaped into the air with the leaping flames.

He swallowed, completely oblivious to his previous thoughts.

What perverts, cruelty, they don't exist.

His tears dried up, and his eyes brightened: "Sister, can you eat?"

My sister had already taken the bugs out of the fire. That string of black bugs, it looks really tempting at this moment.

My sister shook her head: "Wait a little longer, and then I can eat them when I get rid of the burnt places." ”

In fact, it doesn't matter whether it is charred or not, the important thing is that the sister wants the bugs to cool down before giving it to the younger brother. Otherwise, if this little fool's mouth is burned, he will probably have to cry for another half an hour.

She blew on the insects as she pulled the charred wings, feet, nose, and so on off the insects. In this way, the white and fragrant flesh is exposed.

Look, they're still steaming in the air.

Chen Yang smelled the fragrance, and his saliva burst vigorously: "Is it okay?" ”

"Wait a little longer, there are still two more to go. As she spoke, my sister swallowed her saliva as well. Who wouldn't love such a fragrant delicacy?

"Now, here you go. The sister handed him a large string of bugs, "Eat slowly, don't burn your mouth." ”

"Oh. Without thinking about it, he took the delicious food handed by his sister, and then went straight to his mouth, tearing off a worm that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside with his teeth. Because it's really fragrant, it's more fragrant than chicken legs, so he doesn't care if this insect can be eaten or not. Moreover, my sister said that she could eat it, so it must be able to eat.

After the insect enters the mouth, it fights with the teeth, and it makes a clicking sound, which is not only fragrant, but also crispy, and has the feeling of eating instant noodles dry.

However, this bug is much better than those expensive instant noodles. The skin of the insect is very crispy, but the meat inside is soft, fragrant, and has a certain amount of moisture, which is really delicious beyond description.

When he ate the second worm with gusto, he found that his sister was sitting opposite, smiling slightly, and looking at him motionlessly.

He lowered his head and glanced at the insect in his hand, and then handed it to his sister: "Sister, why don't you eat it?"

My sister shook her head and said with a smile: "I'm not hungry yet, you can eat, don't cry when you're done." ”

"Hmm. He tapped his head and continued to eat the worms merrily.

Later, he learned that the insect was a bamboo weevil.

The bamboo weevil can be said to be the most hideous insect in my childhood memory. Because they both have an extra-long nose, almost half the length of their bodies. And the function of that extra-long nose is to suck the juice of bamboo.

The bamboo that they have sucked cannot escape the fate of dying. Therefore, it can be said that these weevils are all pests.

Although they are pests, they have good medicinal properties. It can not only dispel wind and dehumidification, but also treat rheumatoid arthritis. In addition to this, they are also rich in nutritional value, containing not only protein but also a lot of vitamins.

Standing next to the bamboo bushes at this time, looking at the 'new things' on the bamboo shoots, Chen Yang seemed to have returned to that summer day, as if he had smelled the fragrant smell of barbecue again.

"I haven't eaten game in a long time. He said to himself, and with a wave of his big hand, he grabbed the bamboo weevil that was still resting on the bamboo shoots.

Now that people's living standards have improved greatly, I have never seen anyone catch this little bug again.

Although he was still a poor bastard before, to be honest, he hadn't caught this kind of bug since he was sensible.

But today, he wasn't going to let these bugs go. So, after catching the first bamboo weevil in the snakeskin bag, he activated his consciousness and searched for traces of the bamboo weevil on the nearby bamboo bushes.

"Big brother, although people are pests, don't kill them. The system saw that he was crazy about catching insects, so he woke up.

Chen Yang said with a smile: "Even if I catch all the bamboo weevils here, there will be a lot of them in other places." Over the years, no one has dug up the bamboo shoots in the mountains, and no one has taken care of the bamboo, and these insects have bred happily, you can rest assured, with my two hands, it is impossible to catch them and exterminate them. Ah. ”

A bamboo weevil that was about to be caught flew away.

"Look. Chen Yang said, "The insects that can fly can fly, and they can't be extinct." ”

"Well, congratulations, a new quest has been triggered. ”

"No, why do you seem to be a little depressed in this tone?" Chen Yang said with a smile, "Moreover, isn't the general triggering task all systematic-style voice broadcasts?

If the system has a human form, it is estimated that he will have to give him a fierce look: "Please, I said, we are one, when you recall the past, I will also follow you to recall." I'm an anthropomorphic system, I also have feelings, I'm happy when you're happy, I'm happy when you're uncomfortable, I'm also uncomfortable, we're an individual who lives and dies together, understand?"

Although you are forced to smile now, you may be able to fool yourself, but you can't fool others. There's nothing to be ashamed of missing your loved ones, even if you've always held a grudge against them. But what about admitting that you miss them? Rather than suppressing the heavy longing in your heart, it is better to vent them. Even if it's just to say it.

The system didn't say that. Because there are some things that I am afraid will only backfire if they are debunked. There are some truths that can only be understood by people through growth.

Chen Yang laughed dryly, took a long breath, and asked, "What is the mission this time?"