"Huh?!" Zhao Hongyang, who struggled for a while and still didn't sit up, said loudly, "Okay, okay, okay." ”

Zhao Lin knew that the desire to survive in his father's heart was gone, and it was useless to say more comforting words. It's better to find him something to do, so that he knows that he can still contribute to this family.

"Dad, I'm going to lie down for a while, I can't hold it anymore. "Young people always look at self-esteem more than the sky, but they don't know that showing weakness in front of a father who can't move is also a kind of filial piety.

"Go ahead. Zhao Hongyang's spirit is obviously much better, "You go to sleep for a while, and you will start unloading the car at four o'clock, how can you still have the spirit to study." Get me a pen, and I'll have to take care of it, and I've been not moving for a long time, and my brain is about to rust. ”

Zhao Lin, who should have fallen asleep in bed, didn't feel a trace of sleepiness. The spirit of admiration is there, but there is no tool for hand, thinking about their own advantages, it seems that there are many and there is no one.

I am not proficient in technology, I am not sure of learning and learning, and I am not sure of funds, it is difficult, difficult, difficult.

I fell asleep in a daze, and after a while, it was as if something was crawling on my face. Zhao Lin woke up with an agitation, it turned out that his younger brother had broken a large number of locust branches in the house, and the large locust flowers were full of fragrance.

"Brother, you're awake! Taste it, it's sweet!" Zhao Hai excitedly took a large handful of acacia flowers and sent them to Zhao Lin's mouth.

This thing is indeed quite sweet, as if the bud rice noodles in the stomach are digested.

Turning over from the bed, Zhao Lin chewed the acacia flowers sent by his younger brother in his mouth, and personally took a large handful of them and said, "Go and get a basket." ”

The locust forest on the edge of the city is fragrant, and I don't know how many lives I saved back then, and I don't know how many times the branches have been broken, but I never complained.

Zhao Lin was happily working with his younger brother while thinking about how he had become so sad, and he didn't want to think about this anymore, so he turned his head and asked, "Where did my little sister go, why didn't she come back with you?"

Zhao Hai stuffed the locust flowers into the basket while stuffing it into his mouth, and muttered, "I'm going to find our mother, if the little sister doesn't cry out that she is hungry, she doesn't know how long it will be to work overtime." ”

Hey, what a sensible schoolboy.

The brothers cleaned up while eating, and soon finished this little thing, and only half of the basket was filled. This thing can only coax the belly, not hungry at all, and the small half basket is not enough to eat at all.

"Dad, you watch Xiaohai do his homework, I'll go get some acacia flowers back, and let my mother make acacia rice later." Zhao Lin intended to let his father do more things, so that he could brush up on his presence more.

Zhao Hai doesn't know what's wrong with his brother today, he has to trouble his father to write his homework, shouldn't sick people rest more and be disturbed less?

Zhao Lin slapped Zhao Hai, who was still hesitating, drove him to his father's bedside to do his homework, and found a larger basket to go out to pick locust flowers.

If you want to say what are the benefits of carrying a big bag in addition to making money, just look at Zhao Lin's current figure, the body fat rate is definitely not more than ten percent, if you have more muscles, you will be a bodybuilder.

It's a pity that more than half of this figure is for hunger. Bodybuilding has a fart use, and the big-bellied Nan is the winner in life.

With a longing for the big-bellied nan, Zhao Lin rushed to the locust forest with murderous spirits. The locust grove is considered a public property, so everyone knows that this thing can be eaten, but adults don't show up here.

But children are fine, not to mention breaking a few locust branches to go home, even if they go to the factory to pick up "rags", they will be scolded at most.

Looking up at the top of the tree, Zhao Lin sighed, hugged the trunk and climbed up.

This body of muscles has not been buried by fat, Zhao Lin only feels that his body is as light as a swallow. A tree more than three meters tall is not an obstacle at all, where do you need a sickle for a twig with thick fingers?

If it weren't for the strength of carrying a big bag in the morning, Zhao Lin felt that he could set aside the entire locust tree like Lu Tixia.

There are many locust trees, there is no need to do everything in one tree to die, and if you break a part of a tree, you should take care of it, and the tree will not be able to grow if it is not cultivated.

After Zhao Lin finished helping one tree to grow into wood, he changed to another, and there were more and more boys under the tree, and there was an extra machete in his empty hand.

Everyone can climb trees, but there are not many people who climb trees without hanging up broken clothes, and this year, a piece of clothing is passed down for three generations, and hanging up broken clothes will be beaten at least three times. Now that Zhao Lin is here, the children who come here to pick locust flowers don't know how happy they are.

Not only did he lend the machete to Zhao Lin, but even the locust flowers helped him clean and filled a basket full of them, and then he dragged the unpicked locust flowers on the branches to go home happily to invite merit.

The machete is a child named Erfu, his father is the factory director, and there is no shortage of this stutter at home purely to play and show off.

Although the blade of the nearly one-meter-long machete is not sharp, it is still majestic in the hand, if it weren't for Zhao Lin today, this kid doesn't know how many good words he has to listen to, so he will lend the knife to other children to use.

"Erfu, don't drag the branches, you will be beaten if you get it back. Zhao Lin helped him carry the knife to his back, but took back the locust branch in his hand.

"Why, my dad likes to eat acacia cakes the most. The second was confused.

Zhao Lin pointed to the big long machete on his back, didn't bother to explain to him, and threw the branch back to him as he wanted.

The ten-year-old boy came out with a machete to show off, and he was lucky not to be snatched away, and he was reminded by his parents that he was going to be beaten?

Then he really didn't lose a beating.

However, the second confusion is not in vain, and a filial piety continues to drag a large number of locust branches to go home. Zhao Lin shook his head, no wonder someone wrote a stupid story like "lying on ice and begging for carp" in ancient times.

The acacia flowers can not be dried, boiled in a pot and broken, and then taken out and brewed in water, you can remove the green gas, and then ventilate and dry it on the bamboo curtain.

But if you eat it now, you don't have to be so troublesome, my mother Shen Lan took the acacia flower when Zhao Lin just entered the house, and chattered a few words to let him rest, it is not a joke to carry a big bag all morning.

The third child is helping her younger sister Zhao Qing check her homework, and her father Zhao Hongyang is still writing and drawing on paper with a pen, probably helping Zhao Lin make a study plan.

Zhao Lin didn't know what he should do for a while, and the excuse that he was tired of carrying a big bag would not be suitable if he used it again, but there was still an invisible barrier between himself and his family, and this kind of separation was really terrible.

Rubbing his hands, Zhao Lin turned around and went out again, "Mom, I'll go out." ”

"Come back early for dinner. Shen Lan answered, and continued to work on the acacia flower in his hand.

It was already dark, so when Zhao Lin came to the river, he took off his clothes without any hesitation, and washing clothes was also a tiring job, so there would be less trouble.

Zhao Lin doesn't have the ability to fish in the river with his bare hands, but he can still dig a few loaches on the tidal flats by the river.

In this era, not to mention pesticides, even chemical fertilizers are not available to every family, and even two fools can catch two of the yellow eel loaches in the ditch.

Zhao Lin grabbed half a basket and came out after a while when he arrived at the river, this thing can't be put in, there is no pool at home, and there is no refrigerator, just enough to eat and make too much is not beautiful.

Went down to the river to wash the mud off his body, Zhao Lin put on his clothes and carried the fish basket and rushed home, as for the idea of enjoying the sunset, he had already let the constantly rumbling stomach go to Java.

In the past, Zhao Lin always worked hard to earn money to buy rice and noodles, and the communication with his family was almost zero, and his father Zhao Hongyang's illness made him pull out the seedlings and help him become an adult, and his personality fell into many flaws, and now he will never do it again.

In addition to making money to eat and not going hungry, there are many important things in life.

The third and fourth children excitedly pulled the fish basket to discuss which loach or yellow eel was more like a snake, his mother Shen Lan was steaming acacia rice, and his father Zhao Hongyang spent an afternoon writing a study plan for him......

That's life!