The three little things grow very fast, not only tall but also strong, when they are almost one year old, the 'Michelin' fat lines on the body have faded by half, and the growth and development data measured by the three little things are also stronger than those of children of the same age, which is naturally very proud of the two of them.

It's a good thing for the little ones to be strong and lively, but more often it brings trouble, don't look at a little thing and it's not too stable to walk now, but when you throw off the two little short legs and run up, it's really hard to catch, sometimes as a mother's teacher, you can't catch them, usually it's Wen Xu who can catch a quasi-child.

"Goh!goh!"

Today, these little things are running around in the yard, one is chasing Lao Bai, one is chasing scum, and the other is chasing the demon king, in short, three people are three, the only thing that is the same is that the little things are naked, and there is only a small shirt on the body, and the shirt is printed with the favorite pattern of the three people, although the shirt is dirty and torn, but no one is willing to take off the little thing, and if you don't wear this ragged shirt on your body every morning, you won't do it.

"Run slowly, run slowly, I say you guys should run slowly!"

At this time, Lao Dao carried three small pants and followed behind for a while, this one and then went to catch that, caught one and put on his pants and then went to catch the other one, and the other just caught the one in front and kicked down his pants, making Lao Dao in a hurry.

If there is anyone in the family who loves this little thing the most, if Lao Dao says that he is the second, then no one has the face to be the first, even his grandmother and aunt are not as good as this ugly old man.

From the first sight of these children, Lao Dao is like a demon, almost every day to look at two or three times, to get older, when the child can sit, Lao Dao will tell the three children a story, he is not the kind of little cotton sheep to tell, Fairy tales such as piglets, all of which are ancient Chinese stories, what Kong Rong let the pear, Meng's mother moved three times, etc., it doesn't matter if the little ones understand it or not, anyway, the old way is told over and over again, and it is also told in a colorful way, sometimes Wen Xu and Xiaoyao and even Shi Shangzhen will listen to it next to them.

Because I often talk about it, I have been very patient every day, and I know a lot of allusions to a small thing, and now other children are estimated to be princes and princesses when they are mentioned, or they are Xiong Daxiong Er, but Wen Xu's family is a small thing, and the words have not been said completely, but the things in Chinese culture are much better than other children.

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

At this time, the two big ones pouted with tears in their eyes and looked like they were about to cry, calling Lao Dao with a childish voice.

Lao Dao immediately looked at his ugly face and was worried, and the goatee ran to the third child, looked left and right, and found that there was nothing unusual on his body for a while, even so, he still asked with concern: "What's wrong, what's wrong!"

Guangjing's chubby hand pointed: "Pull it...... it!"

The voice of the little thing is still not very clear, and sometimes the word order of what the child says is always confused, and he can't understand what the little thing says.

Lao Dao naturally didn't understand, but Lao Dao had patience, one asked why, the other replied, and one old man stood on one bar for almost five or six minutes to figure out this matter.

It's very simple, the demon king ate a peanut for him to see, and he wanted to eat it, but how could the demon king give the peanuts in his hand to Xiao Jing to eat, so this little thing didn't bother, and summoned his grandfather to come over and clean up the demon king.

The old kung fu is good, but it has not yet reached the realm of being able to catch the demon king with his bare hands, even if he wants to catch the demon king, it is not something that can be caught in a while, and the things of the Wen Xu family are recognized as refined.

So Lao Dao stretched out his hand and reprimanded the demon king twice: "Demon King, you are not on the road as a squirrel, Xiao Jing and you are good friends, just like Xiao Jing gave you a piece of jujube and walnut, but today you eat peanuts and don't remember to greet Xiao Jing, our Xiao Jing is doing our best to be friends, but you ......."

Xiao Jing listened to his grandfather training the demon king, the demon king stood on the branch and watched an old man dance at his eyebrows, and he was stunned, he didn't know which old thing was crazy today, and he held the half-pulled peanut in his hand as if it was petrified.

Only the old Taoist alone pulls the doll in one hand and sometimes crosses the waist and sometimes occupies the demon king, quoting the classics endlessly, if the demon king understands the old Taoist words, it is estimated that he will behave like Zhuge Liang scolding Wang Lang, and falling from the village branch is considered to be very happy.

Xiao Jing wanted to eat the peanuts in the hands of the demon king, and after listening to his grandfather's old words, he forgot about this matter for a while, and the little guys were hot for a while. Besides, he doesn't really want to eat peanuts, if he wants to eat peanuts, there are more in the family, and the Wen family can still have these things!

"Let's go, we won't make friends with the Demon King in the future!" Lao Dao gently pulled the baby and walked towards the couch: "Grandpa will tell you a story, don't bring a squirrel who doesn't have enough friends to listen!"

Hearing that grandpa said that he didn't make friends with the demon king, the little guy's face was a little tangled, and he was very reluctant, but he heard grandpa say that he would tell a story, so Xiaojing had to put this matter aside first, and was ready to listen to grandpa tell the story first, and then be friends with the demon king again.

Hearing the grandfather's story, the old and small Heng also came over, the three children listened to the story of Lao Tao with big eyes, Lao Dao saw that the children's attention was attracted by himself, and immediately held a small hand, so that the remaining two were made into a string, and walked to the couch in the courtyard and sat down to talk.

Wen Xu happened to come back from outside the courtyard at this time, and when he saw his little thing bare-chested, he couldn't help frowning and asked, "Why don't you wear pants?"

I don't know what's going on.,This little thing just doesn't like to wear pants.,As long as the pants are on the body.,Not for a while.,The only piece of cloth that can be on the body is the little shell heart of the top.,The boss loves to paint the old white on it.,The second favorite is printed with big flowers.,The third likes more.,Big flowers、Two flower scum are painted on it.,One can't be less.,The palm-sized little shell heart is almost no place to draw.,This little thing likes to be lively.。

Wen Xu kept a straight face, but complained in his heart that these little thieves were like 'walking birds' when he was a child, and Wen Xu was still running around the village bare-chested when he was five or six years old. But at that time, everyone was almost like this, and there were many little girls in the village who were four or five years old.

"Yo, Dad is back, hurry up and put on the little pants!" Lao Dao immediately picked up the little pants at hand and began to put them on.

The little ones are quite afraid of Wen Xue now, and when Wen Xue put on a straight face, he immediately became much more honest, scratching his head and frowning one by one, and asked the old Taoist grandfather to help him put on his pants as if he was on the knife mountain.

Wen Xu stared at the little thing and put on his pants, Wen Xu did not enter the house, and walked to the couch and sat down, picked up the teapot on the small table, and saw that there was still water in it, so he immediately copied it and took a sip.

"This damn weather, I can't stand it when I go out for a lap just after May!" Wen Xu put down the pot and wiped his mouth.

"How is it?" Lao Dao took the child in his arms, and asked softly, when asking, Lao Dao's hand was not idle, he kept dialing the melon seeds, peeled one and stuffed it into a child's mouth, and then peeled the second one.

Wen Xu said: "It's not a big deal, a group of bear children lit a wildfire to play, and burned the haystack of a small pasture in the west!"

After more than a year of development in the village, the means of transportation have changed, becoming driving outside, and the village has gradually become a horse-based mode of transportation.

The standard of living is high, I used to think about getting closer to the people in the city, and when I waited for the days to pass, I felt that the so-called people in the city were just like that, and there was nothing to envy about the family crammed into a hundred and ten square meters!

If you have more money in your pocket, you will naturally move closer to the so-called successful people, and now what do successful people play, golf, equestrian, etc. So the village built these things, and began to play with some more 'forced' things. So a group of people who were still waving their hoes two years ago began to swing golf clubs.

Life has gone up, the facilities in the village are also changing, the village now not only has a golf course, but also a tennis court, volleyball court, including a gym, of course, a shooting gallery has also been built, although there are still such and such unsatisfactory, for example, the guns are fixed on the bracket, and the bullets are not formal bullets, but there are still a lot of people who play.

Equestrianism is naturally indispensable, although the quality of the horses is uneven, but the appearance is okay, of course, this does not refer to the military horses, the military horses and the horses into the old forest are still dominated by Yunnan horses, other horses are too squeamish, to the old forest can not even eat with the Yunnan horse can not eat hot.

There are now two horse farms in the village, one horse farm is good horses, these are fostered by the big tycoons, a horse farm is the horse in the village, and it does not pay attention to any bloodline, anyway, the tall and big ones are liked, and the villagers have not yet reached the point of pursuing horse blood.

Today's incident happened in the village horse farm, a group of bear children lit the winter haystack, the fire burned up the bear children were also dumbfounded, fortunately these bear children also knew the severity, immediately called people to put out the fire, so Wen Xu and the group of adults went to fight the fire.

"It's time for these bear kids to be cured," said Lao Dao.

Now these little things in the village are so crazy that there is almost nothing they dare not do, and not only the children of some old guests in the village who are connected to the homestay have been taken crooked, these children get together in addition to hares and pheasants, the biggest scourge in Wenjia Village!

"It's going to be good soon, the kindergarten on Mr. Ma's side has also been changed, and it's 6 o'clock in the evening, and the new primary school in the town has also been built, so it will be safe as soon as it is sent over in a few days," Wen Xu said.

Now the three major scourges that the people in the village talk about, one is the hare, the second is the pheasant, and the third is the bear children.

The situation of the hare disaster is expected, and the grass is good and the rabbit is fat.

The most important thing is the super snow every winter, small meat and food because of the body, the hunting is not smooth, and the rabbit is different, they eat grass, but also will make holes, after opening the passage under more than one meter of snow, not only move freely, but also avoid the road If there is grass, the grass will rise because of the heat preservation effect of the snow, so that the grass will continue to grow, but just like the common people grow leeks, the original green leeks will become tender yellow without sunlight.

But this doesn't matter to rabbits, there is grass and security, plus the rabbit's reproductive ability can't be thought of as a disaster.

As for the pheasant, it completely occupies the light of the rabbit, although they will not burrow, but fortunately, the body is not large, and they can get into the rabbit hole to eat and drink, so the number is also rubbing.

Now it seems that the only people who are greatly affected by the old man Jia are small carnivores, and their numbers will drop significantly every winter.

Now the problem is that rabbits can be caught, but pheasants are protected, and the county is now reviewing the pheasant's killing permit, and if this continues, the ecological damage to the pheasant epidemic will come out.