This is a snail shell that can be found everywhere in the rivers of the countryside, black and ugly.

Huang Dou cherished the snail shell and put it in front of Brother Hang: "Brother Hang, this is yours, take it." ”

Brother Hang, who still had tears on his face, looked at the beautiful third aunt in front of him, and he felt a little familiar, this aunt was good to him.

Stretching out his dirty little hand and grabbing the snail shell in the third aunt's hand, Brother Hang pursed his lips and said nothing.

Zhao Dashan picked him up and looked at the soybeans, and the eyes of the two people were intertwined. Seeing that Huang Dou nodded slightly, Zhao Dashan also nodded, and the two of them returned to the car together with Brother Hang, and drove to Zhaozhuang.

Zhao Ziyuan had already run home, and when Zhao Dashan drove the car and stopped at the door of Grandpa Zhao and Grandma Zhao, the second aunt Zhao and the third aunt had already helped Grandpa Zhao and Grandma Zhao to wait outside the door.

Seeing Zhao Dashan coming over in a car from a distance, Aunt Zhao shouted: "Dashan, when are you coming back, sit in the house quickly." ”

He said to the soybeans who were holding Brother Hang'er: "Third nephew and daughter-in-law, look at you, this Brother Hang'er is buried a lot, don't give you dirty clothes." As he spoke, he was about to reach out and hug Brother Hang.

Before the soybean moved, Brother Hang slipped out of the soybean arms first. "Oh oh oh" ran to Grandpa Zhao and raised his little hand: "Grandpa, eat." In his hand is the snack fruit that the soybeans gave him on the road.

Grandpa Zhao squatted down kindly, pretended to take a bite, and shouted: "The fruit that Brother Hang gave to Grandpa is so sweet." Brother Hang thought that Grandpa Tai had already eaten it, and ran to Grandma Tai with the fruit to give Grandma to eat.

When the grandmother pretended to have eaten it, she was satisfied and stood aside holding the fruit and gnawed on it. Second Aunt Zhao looked at the soybeans and kept staring at Brother Hang'er, and hurriedly said pretendingly: "Brother Hang'er, why don't you give grandma a taste." ”

Hearing this, Brother Hang raised his head vigilantly, looked at his grandmother, and then looked at the few fruits in his hand, and reluctantly stretched out his hand, watching Second Aunt Zhao twist up the saliva fruit, and opened her mouth nervously.

"Grandma doesn't eat it, give it to my good grandson." Second Aunt Zhao said, and put the fruit back into Brother Hang'er's hand. Brother Hang immediately stuffed the whole remaining fruit into his mouth and chewed it like a little squirrel.

Everyone hugged Grandpa Zhao and Grandma Zhao and walked into the house, and the old couple's backs had bent down. The grandparents are old, this is the biggest feeling of Soybean's return this time.

Brother Hang, who was brought in by Soybean, obediently leaned on Soybean's arms, and Soybean did not dislike him for burying him, and seriously untied the greasy hair rope on his head, and took out a wooden comb to comb it carefully.

Many places were knotted and sticky together, and the soybeans were slowly combed through little by little.

At this moment, there were a few more children of the Zhao family running outside, and Huang Dou handed the purse around him to Brother Hang, and asked him to take it out and share it with his brothers.

Brother Hang looked at the soybeans, took the bag and walked out. When the bag went outside, it was snatched by the eldest brother and poured out, and the brothers scattered in a hurry, leaving only a bag of candy left alone on the ground.

Brother Hang held his mouth, picked up the purse containing the candy and walked back, walked to the soybeans, and held up the bag to the soybeans aggrievedly.

Huang Dou took him into his arms distressedly, and took out a small box with snacks for him, which was full of mung bean cakes.

Zhao Dashan accompanied his grandparents and two uncles to talk, and Aunt Zhao's eyes looked at Huang Dou at a glance, and Zhao Zihang, who was eating mung bean cake in Huang Dou's arms.

In the end, even Aunt Zhao couldn't help but look at it, and said with a smile: "Why is Brother Hang'er so well-behaved when he arrives here with his third nephew and daughter-in-law." Sure enough, he has a fate with his third mother, looking at this child, the whole person is different. ”

Zhao Dashan pretended not to hear, and Huang Dou just smiled and didn't speak. Second Aunt Zhao picked up the words: "It's not like that, third nephew, you have been married for several years, why don't you want a child all the time?" ”

Hearing this, Grandpa Zhao's face changed, and several daughters-in-law of the Zhao family and Huang Dou also changed their faces, but no matter how you look at it, there is a little schadenfreude.

"Maybe fate hasn't arrived." Zhao Dashan said: "If there is no one this year, we are ready to hold a child first, maybe soon." ”

Hearing Zhao Dashan say that he wanted to raise the child, Aunt Zhao's eyes rolled.

Presser is the saying in the countryside, whoever has no children all the time, will raise a child. The father and mother have no children, and the adopted children may have brothers and sisters, which will attract his younger brothers and sisters, which is called a press, which can suppress the children and grandchildren.

"What about the mountain, if you want to hug your own child, don't you say that Dachuan's daughter-in-law has it again, you still want to hug Dachuan, in the end it is your own brother's, dear." Grandpa Zhao heard that Zhao Dashan was going to hold the child, and hurriedly said.

Second Aunt Zhao looked at Brother Hang in Huang Dou's arms and smiled silently, and glanced at Aunt Zhao on the opposite side. These two people have always hit it off, and immediately Aunt Zhao understood what Aunt Zhao meant, and interjected: "Where to use Dachuan's children, this is not ready-made, oh, Brother Hang." ”

Grandpa Zhao was not happy when he heard it: "No, the eagle left such a single seedling and gave it to the mountain, who will inherit the eagle incense." ”

"They just hugged the pressure of the mountain, and it was not that they would not be born in the future. Brother Hang is an elder brother, and when he brings out his younger brothers and sisters in the future, he is the incense inheritance of the eagle. If you really don't have younger brothers and sisters, Brother Hang can also shoulder the two families. ”

It was Second Uncle Zhao who said this, he had already been brainwashed by Second Aunt Zhao several times, if his grandson was taken up by Dashan to raise, Zhao Dashan's Wanguan family wealth would be his grandson's in the future, and when the time came, a little leakage between his fingers would be enough for several grandsons in the family to enjoy.

"This ......" Zhao Dashan groaned, thought about it and said, "This is still waiting for me to go back and discuss it with my mother." ”

Second Aunt Zhao was anxious when she heard this, and discussed with her sister-in-law, it was stable and yellow, how much her sister-in-law didn't want to see her, she could still count, and immediately gave Aunt Zhao a look.

"Look at Brother Hang'er, this child, is intimate with his third mother, and there is no difference between him and his mother and son. Dashan didn't I say, Brother Hang'er, this kid is smart and filial. That is, the second sister-in-law, I feel sorry that you have never had children, give it to me, I am reluctant. Aunt Zhao smiled and clapped her hands: "Brother Hang'er come here, come to the third grandmother." ”

She has a grandson herself, and she usually doesn't wait to see Brother Hang, she shouted, Brother Hang will definitely not go, but instead nests in Soybean's arms, eating the mung bean cake that Soybean gave him with relish.

"Look at this child, he doesn't kiss me every day by our side, Brother Hang, give the third grandmother a taste of your mung bean cake."

Hearing the third grandmother speak, Brother Hang vigilantly picked up the box, stood up from Soybean's arms, ran to Grandma Zhao's side, and stuffed the whole box into Grandma Zhao's arms: "Grandma, take it." ”

A group of people laughed, and Aunt Zhao also laughed awkwardly.