Chapter 916: The Poor Child (2/2)
"Brother Crazy, Mom said that if you cheat people, you will be eaten by wolves!" Mao Ya admonished Zhang Feng with a cute face.
Hearing Mao Ya's words, Zhang Feng had to smile bitterly!
"Hehe, the madman is okay now, and he has been educated by Mao Ya!" Yiyi looked at him and couldn't help laughing.
"Alas!" Zhang Feng couldn't help but sigh, it's not easy to fool the little kids now!
I have to say that with the development of modern information, the little children have received more knowledge, and they have all become goblins.
Everyone looks at the current TV, on the Internet, a three- or four-year-old child can speak well, and even more than some adults have regulations, and it is even more common to perform a show, if you can't memorize poems and write at the age of three or four, it is completely wastewood.
"It's better when we were young! Now the children are all fine!" Zhang Feng said with a sigh.
"Why are you still sighing about life?" Yiyi asked with a smile as she sat on the chair next to her.
"Hehe, you said that we didn't know anything when we were young, we couldn't memorize poems and couldn't write, let alone sing and dance, you said that if we were born twenty or thirty years later and grew up with today's little kids, wouldn't it be a failure?" Zhang Feng said with a wry smile.
"Can your hypothesis be valid?" reminded Yiyi with a smile.
"Uh! That's right!" Hearing Yiyi's words, Zhang Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Different times have different imprints of the times, to say that today's children's education is good, everyone believes, but to say that today's children are the happiest, it is not necessarily, and even today's children are under far more pressure than ten years ago.
Zhang Feng still remembers reading a news not long ago, which said that a young mother, in order to let her child not lose at the starting line, in order to let her son still report to a key kindergarten, so she enrolled her son in seven or eight study classes, singing and dancing, Chinese culture and science or something, I can't wait for my son to be able to write and martial arts, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and be proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts.
Suddenly, one day, the mother found that her child was bald, and her hair was falling down, which frightened the mother.
So the mother took the child to the hospital for examination, and finally after questioning, the doctor warned the child that the mother should not put so much pressure on the child, should give the child more time to play, and give the child a happy childhood.
When he first saw the news, Zhang Feng also sighed very much, it is not easy for parents and children in big cities, all Alexander.
"Crazy, that kid is so pitiful!" After listening to the news story told by Zhang Feng, Yiyi said sympathetically.
Zhang Feng nodded approvingly, he felt that it was okay to want his son to become a Chan, and it was nothing if he didn't want his child to lose at the starting line, but he didn't need to be so violent, in fact, as long as he did it like most people, he usually taught children some common words, some simple poems, and learned simple addition and subtraction, because before going to kindergarten, there is really no need to learn so many things.
Otherwise, once the child's school boredom is aroused, it will be counterproductive and the gains outweigh the losses.
"Brother Crazy?" At this moment, Mao Ya shouted timidly.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Feng turned his head and looked at Mao Ya curiously.
Seeing the madman staring at him, Mao Ya hurriedly pushed the little stone out: "Little stone, come on"
Xiao Shi gave himself a strong courage, then raised his head and said loudly: "Brother Madman, didn't you say that if we beat you on the back, you will give us pine nuts to eat?"
"Oh, I forgot about this, why didn't you say it earlier!" Zhang Feng really forgot, just now he was talking to the little boy about Chengjing, and he forgot about the pine nuts at once.
"Hehe-hee! the madman's little life is very comfortable, and there are maids and little maids to call!" Hearing Xiao Shi's words, Yiyi couldn't help but joke.
"Ahem, didn't I tease them?" Zhang Feng smiled meaninglessly, and then said to the two little guys: "You guys are waiting here, I'll catch pine nuts for you!"
"Thank you, madman!"
"Long live the madman!"
With eating, the mouths of the little ones seem to touch honey, and it is not sweet.
Seeing that her boyfriend bought the little ones with a few pine nuts, Yiyi couldn't help but smile and shake her head, it is really the nature of children to be greedy.
……
"Ahh
Suddenly, there was an exclamation from outside the house
Zhang Feng hurriedly ran outside the courtyard, it seemed that the tourists had some accident.
When he ran to the gate, he saw a tourist covering his head, moaning in pain, and cursing incessantly.
"What's wrong, buddy, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Feng hurriedly asked with concern.
"I got stung by a wasp!" is a local tourist in his thirties, and he can tell by the accent.
As soon as Zhang Feng saw it, this buddy's head immediately bulged into an egg-sized bag, as if he had grown a horn.
"Then hurry up and go to the hospital......" The tourists who watched the excitement immediately reminded.
So Zhang Feng hurriedly sent the tourists to the small clinic in the village, which was Uncle Yao's house.
Fortunately, Uncle Yao is very researched on wasp stings, and the antidote is always available at home, because several nearby villages are close to the mountains, and the villagers are often stung by wasps.
"Doctor, how long will it take for my injury to heal?" the hapless buddy asked Uncle Yao.
"You can rest assured, the swelling will go down in three days at most, and it will be cured in five days!" Uncle Yao smiled and comforted.
Hearing Uncle Yao's words, the tourist finally calmed down, and at first thought it was very serious, after all, the place where he was stung was the head, which was a very deadly place, and if he hurt the brain, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Knowing that he would be fine in a few days, the tourist was also very happy, paid fifteen yuan, received a small bottle of medicinal wine, and left.
The crowds of tourists also dispersed
……
The tourists are gone, but the village chief is worried.
immediately called the idle Zhang Feng to look for a hornet's nest nearby.
So Zhang Feng instantly turned into a mountain hunter, holding his head, looking for traces of the hornet's nest everywhere, and after half an hour, his head became like that, fixed at forty-five degrees to the sky, and he couldn't put it down.
"I'll go, this neck is about to become a giraffe!" After looking for a long time, I didn't find a single hair near Moon Lake, and it is estimated that the hornet that attacked tourists today came out of the mountains farther away.
What can I do??
The things arranged by the uncle still have to be completed!
"Do you really want me to use a special move??" Zhang Feng touched his chin, thought for a while, and finally decided to give it a try.
Hurried home, standing at the edge of the garden, staring at every move in the garden, Zhang Feng finally found that a wasp appeared in the garden.
Zhang Feng's eyes were quick, and the net in his hand swept across, and the wasp immediately fell into the net.
"Sample, see how I concoct you!"
Zhang Feng viciously threatened the hornet, and it didn't matter if it understood it or not, anyway, as long as he was happy.