After the summer heat, the summer season really begins, and the millet, millet and soybeans in the field are shoveled two or three times, and it looks like the ridges are about to be sealed. The corn and sorghum also opened their seedlings and began to grow wildly.

I heard that in the backyard of the village, many vegetables have matured to the harvest season, and Zhou Jiao did not dare to take her son back to the village.

"It's my father's fault if I don't teach it. If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy. If you don't learn, it's not appropriate. If you don't learn from the young, what is the old. ”

For the sake of the children, Zhou Jiao is now working hard and finally drew two children's drawing and literacy pictures.

Since the child is precocious and his strength is different from ordinary people, she will educate and train in advance.

For the child to learn to control the power. She spends two hours every afternoon, either playing with mud or tofu with the child, using fruits and toys with different soft and hard fruits, and softly demonstrating over and over again to guide him to do it.

In order for the child to understand what she said, she talked about simple words every day, repeated her movements, and guided him to understand body movements.

Even in order to make the child have a sense of safety, she often deliberately reached in to the fire in the stove and screamed; Will prick the bleeding spot with a needle, whine and fake crying.

Many, many people did it themselves, and finally watched the child easily hold the tofu with moderate strength and never let it crumble again; When watching the child shake his head at the sight of sharp things like scissors; Watch your child's words become clearer and clearer, and learn more monophonic words.

Zhou Jiao knew that all her hard work was not in vain.

The last time she went to the street, after Zhou Jiao sealed her mouth again, the mother and son went out for a walk, the child opened his mouth, she signaled, saw him quickly shut up, and shouted the cow when he got home.

At that moment, she couldn't help but shed tears. In her tearful eyes, the child touched her face, and she was even more heartbroken.

Zhou Jiao doesn't know whether this kind of education is good or bad, but before the child is one year old, she can't and doesn't want people to notice the child's intelligence. The safety of her children has become her only luxury.

This afternoon, Zhou Jiao accompanied her son, pondered in her heart for a long time, and finally made up her mind.

She wants to take her son for a walk in the neighboring city before August, so that he can experience when to be silent and when to be unscrupulous.

During work hours, Zhang Guoqing is very busy, very busy, except for going home to eat and sleep at night, Zhou Jiao has not seen him in the daytime for a long time.

On weekends, Zhang Guoqing was even busier, busy getting up early and reaping the joy of a bumper harvest, and Zhou Jiao hadn't seen him on weekends for a long time.

One weekend, when Zhang Guoqing drove the ox cart home from the village in advance, he saw that Bian Sanlun was driven away by Zhou Jiao, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, secretly glad that his daughter-in-law wanted to open it, and knew that he had taken the child out to let the wind out.

He happily finished moving his things and drove the ox cart back to the village.

Daming City, famous for its lotus pond. A pool of lotus flowers is in full bloom, and there is a burst of fragrance far and near.

At this moment, Zhou Jiao was carrying a strap in front of her, pointing to the lotus flower in her arms, and she was explaining softly.

Passing passengers and pedestrians stopped from time to time and looked at a mother and son next to the lotus with a smile.

Wherever her son pointed, she went.

When the time came, Zhou Jiao's mother and son happily went to the distance and got on the side three wheels.

Fly all the way to the countryside, ask the villagers for directions, and park the car at the sustenance.

Follow the dirt road to a sandy area.

It was quite strange for a fellow villager to see Zhou Jiao, and learned that she came from the provincial capital to buy watermelons and melons. He looked at Zhou Jiao very strangely.

If you see Zhou Jiao for the first time at this moment, you must not recognize it. The black and yellow complexion covered the original appearance, and the two thick black long braids were tied with red ropes.

The fellow secretly scolded the losers in his heart, just thinking about his mouth, and not cleaning up the children well.

The simple fellow finally took her to the village captain.

After some negotiations, two ox carts continued to pull watermelons from the village to the bottom of the trees on the main road.

A car passed by, and the driver watched curiously as the village woman on the side of the road held her child and sold watermelons.

Occasionally, a car stopped and asked the price, Zhou Jiao smiled and shook her head. She is still afraid that it will not be enough, where will it be sold.

Half an hour passed, and seeing that there was no car passing by, she looked around, resolutely put away all the watermelons, and walked briskly with the child in her arms.

After returning to the town and riding the side three wheels to approach the provincial capital, Zhou Jiao began to drive towards the corner path again.

A dirt road passed, and the bump made the peace in his arms giggle.

This time, Zhou Jiao found a kind lady and followed the other party to collect fruits and vegetables, but she didn't dare to ask for eggs. If you buy something with a ticket, someone else's vision will be different.

After collecting a cart of buckets, there are two bamboo baskets hanging behind it. The village woman Zhou Jiao was so majestic and high-spirited all the way through several villages.

Again to the end, looking at the darts road ahead.

Zhou Jiao gestured to her son whether to go forward or backward, seeing him blinking and staring at her with big eyes, she pointed to the front again - playing, pointing to the back - Dad.

The child immediately points to the back.

made Zhou Jiao laugh and kissed several times.

Zhang Guoqing went to work the next day, and Zhou Jiao drove out of the county seat again.

Seeing the intersection ahead, she pulled over and communicated with her son in her arms.

She pointed in the direction of the provincial capital, and said softly about playing and eating, while making gestures to make the child shake his head.

Alas...... Not to mention children, she also lost interest in the successive pasts in that direction.

After thinking about it, Zhou Jiao stared at the left direction and looked at her watch - spell!

Talking about water again, comparing to the waves, taking a bath, sure enough, her son, the little genius, pointed to the left and giggled, said water, go.

In order to let her son know the difference between water and sea, Zhou Jiao stopped and asked all the way, taking shortcuts, and the bumpy road let the child sleep peacefully.

At eleven o'clock in the afternoon, she lifted the blanket and smiled dumbly. Seeing the child rubbing his eyes, she quickly took out a warm towel to wipe off her little face and handed him a bottle.

After drinking a bottle of milk, the mother and son finally arrived at the old Wang's house, which sold crabs, before twelve o'clock.

Lao Wang came out to see Zhou Jiao, glanced behind her, and was very frightened.

Zhou Jiao made an excuse - there were relatives in the village below, and when the time passed, she went back with the other party.

After some conversation, Zhou Jiao still asked him to prepare crabs, and she really couldn't take away other seafood.

What does it feel like to face the sea in the summer? Zhou Jiao didn't know that her son's giggles at the moment made her mood fly.

A large piece of oiled paper was spread on the beach, and the mother and son piled up the castle and pushed the castle, and the two had a great time, which provoked the children in the fishing ground to gather around to join in the fun.

The candy presented by Zhou Jiao made the children happily take out all kinds of conches and blow the trumpet.

Ping'an's attention was quickly attracted by the cry of seagulls and the small crabs fleeing on the beach, pulling Zhou Jiao and pointing to the front to go.

Zhou Jiao supported him with both hands, watched him move slowly and quickly step by step, and watched him angrily grab the sand and throw it at the detached little crab.

She smiled slightly. I want to say: children, in the future there will be more and more things that you can not have as much as you want. Just like at this moment, you don't have the strength to run, so you can't. Even if I vent my anger again, the things that are still gone. Therefore, children, grow up slowly and have the ability, so that you can have a safe life.

Zhou Jiao's thoughts were interrupted by her son's movements. She watched as her son looked at her little hand with a look of surprise on his face, grabbing the sand again, and the sand sliding from his hand again.

Facing the child looked at her, waiting for her to explain. This time Zhou Jiao didn't speak, reached out and gently held a handful of sand, and after a while, her backhand fell. Reaching out again and grabbing a handful, holding it tightly, gradually the sand became less and less, leaving a small pinch of sand in the palm of the hand.

Watch as the child looks down and begins to repeatedly try to catch the sand. She sat on the beach, hugged him to her lap, and watched Ping in silence.

After a long time, maybe Ping An understands that the more he wants to hold on, the easier it is to lose, or maybe he doesn't understand why the things he holds tightly will eventually betray him and leave.

Zhou Jiao thought that maybe the child would experience this helpless feeling when he was older.

Seeing that he was about to start a new game, Zhou Jiao smiled, silently supported him and accompanied him.

Zhou Jiao's mother and son repeated the game again and again. When the child was tired of playing, she began to feed and drink milk while there was no one around.

Seeing that the time was not early, Zhou Jiao picked him up and told him that it was time to go back to his father.

What is flesh and blood affection, this is - Ping An looked at the sea and said to go.

Zhou Jiao saw that his little face was reluctant, and secretly collected two large barrels of seawater, two large barrels of sand, starfish, and conch. She wants her children to be happy to see the sea and the beach at home.

On the return trip, with two large baskets of crabs and a basket of seafood from the sea, Zhou Jiao set off again majestically and vigorously.

At this moment, Zhang Guoqing in the county town was so anxious that he was going crazy.

When I went home in the morning to get the documents, I found that my daughter-in-law and son were not at home, and he didn't care, thinking that he was going out shopping.

At noon, he deliberately postponed the invitation of his colleagues, and found that his daughter-in-law and son were not at home, and he didn't care, thinking that he was going out to play and forgot the time.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, he went home again and found that his daughter-in-law and son were still not at home, and he couldn't care less.

Zhang Guoqing finally found out that his daughter-in-law and son had gone to the world. He struggled to remember, and began to look around for traces along the courtyard and room.

After a long time, he had to admire his daughter-in-law. If it weren't for the lack of gasoline, I wouldn't have been able to find a single clue about myself.

After returning to the unit and asking for leave, he rode his bicycle around the county to find his daughter-in-law.

As the sun set and it was getting late, Zhang Guoqing went from anger to panic, praying for all the gods he could know, and gradually became discouraged.

Standing on the street looking at the main road, he began to wonder if he had been kidnapped. But it's impossible, his Jiaojiao is not a fool, and the drugs he carries with him can charm a thousand people.

The familiar sound of Bian Sanlun came from afar, Zhang Guoqing smiled bitterly and shook his head, he was hallucinating again. Immediately, he was stunned.

As the voices grew closer, he woke up and swore that he would tie the two with a rope.

Looking at the bright smile that became clearer and clearer, he closed his eyes, after all, he was too busy, just come back, just come back safely.

Zhou Jiao stuck out her tongue and smirked at him.

That night, Zhou Jiao repeatedly swore that she would definitely tell him where to go next time she went out, so she escaped the last catastrophe.