Han Xiaozhuang rushed home, and before he entered the door, he began to shout: "Daddy! Father! Milk! I am back! ”

Xiao Zhou was sewing clothes in the house and replied: "Come back, come back, why are you howling so loudly?" ”

The footsteps clattered from far to near, and Han Xiaozhuang said happily: "Mother, I'll show you something, you will definitely be very happy to see it, and you will definitely praise me!" ”

"What's that?" Just as Han Xiaozhuang entered the house, Xiao Zhou raised his head as he spoke.

Village chief's daughter-in-law: "...... Xiao Zhuang, why are you like this? ”

Fell into a mud puddle? Or did you get into a fight with someone?

Han Xiaozhuang looked down at himself, and then waved his hand indifferently: "It's not important, don't care, grandma, I have a lot of ......"

"It doesn't matter? It doesn't matter, what matters?! Xiao Zhou stood up suddenly, grabbed Han Xiaozhuang's ears angrily, and scolded, "I just changed into new clothes in the morning, and I went out for so long, and you caused me this, ah?!" ”

Han Xiaozhuang grinned: "It hurts, it hurts, mother, my ears are going to be pulled out by you!" ”

Xiao Zhou was even more angry: "Your ass is going to rot too!" ”

After speaking, he slapped Han Xiaozhuang's ass several times.

Han Xiaozhuang jumped to his feet in pain and hid behind his grandmother, he was wronged, he only felt that his mother, who was as gentle as a spring breeze to him some time ago, was really a dream!

"Dare to hide? Come over to me! Xiao Zhou stared.

Han Xiaozhuang hugged the village chief and the two of them: "Grandpa and grandma save me!" ”

The village chief's daughter-in-law said, "Okay, you can spare him." If you're wet, go take a shower and change your clothes. ”

Han Xiaozhuang hurriedly said, "I'll wash it later!" I've got something for you to see! ”

Thinking that he could write, Han Xiaozhuang became proud again, and pulled his family to the yard, there were no branches in the yard, this kid climbed directly to the tree and cut off one, and took it on the ground to write.

Xiao Zhou's couldn't help but get closer, what are they doing?

When Han Xiaozhuang wrote three words, they all widened their eyes, they didn't know each other, but they could see that it was a word!

Xiao Zhou stumbled and asked, "Xiao, Xiaozhuang, can you write?" ”

Han Xiaozhuang pinched his waist, his chin was about to rise to the sky: "Yes, I can write!" Do you know what it is? ”

His father Han Qiang asked excitedly, "What's the word?" ”

"My name, Han Xiaozhuang!"

The village chief was in a hurry, and directly pushed Han Xiaozhuang, the party, away, surrounded the three ugly words, and praised "This word is beautiful"!

Han Xiaozhuang was praised flutteringly.

Xiao Zhou touched his head with a look of relief: "My son can write, it's amazing." Oh, why are you still wearing wet clothes, my mother is going to find you a new one! ”

Han Qiang said: "Dad will go and boil water for you!" ”

The village chief's daughter-in-law said, "Milk, go get you caramel candy!" ”

The village chief found that he had nothing to do, so he could only give a thumbs up: "My grandson is amazing!" ”

This happened in the homes of several other children.

Knowing that Lingbao taught his own children, he couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart: "Lingbao is a good child." ”

Xiao Zhou took some vegetables at home, and brought the noodles he rolled out this morning, and carried them to Cheng's house, where he met other people at the door, and only after asking did he know that everyone was here to deliver vegetables!

Of course, Cheng Yun can't ask: "It's just a matter of raising your hands." ”

"Yes to you, not to us!" Xiao Zhou said, "If it weren't for Lingbao, maybe I wouldn't have written my name until I was old." ”

"Yes, yes, you can take it, it's all home-grown, and you don't need money."

Cheng Yun would not be happy if he didn't accept them, so he had no choice but to accept them.

Xiao Zhou touched Lingbao's face and said rarely: "Our Lingbao is really cute." ”

Lingbao blinked his eyes and smiled sweetly.

Maybe they had something to do, and after that, Han Xiaozhuang and they didn't run crazy anymore, holding a branch at home and writing on the ground over and over again, they didn't feel bored.

When the rain stopped, the sky was clear and the whole world lit up.

I thought it wouldn't rain again, but I didn't expect it to start pouring down again in the evening, but it wasn't big, and the rain was as thin as a cow's hair.

Lingbao sat under the eaves, stretched out his round little hand, felt the touch of the rain falling on his hand, and looked at the gate: "Why hasn't Daddy come back yet?" ”

Cheng Yun rubbed her hair: "It's raining, so it's naturally slower." ”

That said, he wasn't unworried.

Seeing that Cheng Zhongqian had not seen him after the time when he usually came back, Cheng Yun couldn't sit still.

"Erlang, Lingbao, you take it at home, I'll go out and have a look."

Ling Bao immediately stood up and grabbed the corner of his brother's clothes: "Big brother, are you going to find your father?" I want to go too. ”

"I'll just go by myself, you and your second brother are waiting at home." Cheng Yun couldn't refuse, "Boil some more hot water and wait for Dad to come back." ”

Lingbao had no choice but to wait at home, watching Cheng Yun leave.

Cheng Yun held the umbrella and walked for about a cup of tea, when he saw Cheng Zhongqian with heavy steps, and his face was happy: "Dad!" ”

Cheng Zhongqian raised his eyes and twisted his eyebrows: "You don't stay at home well, what are you doing here?" ”

"Dad, you haven't come back, I'm worried about you."

Cheng Zhongqian said: "The road is slippery and difficult to walk, and the shoes and socks and trouser legs are also wet. ”

Cheng Yun frowned, and hurriedly helped each other back home with Cheng Zhongqian.

After returning home and taking a comfortable hot bath and drinking a bowl of ginger soup, Cheng Zhongqian's cold body gradually warmed up.

Cheng Zhongqian looked up, the eldest son was sorting out his books, and the second son was bringing out the dirty water...... Lingbao took out the caramel that Xiao Zhou gave her and fed it to her father.

It's a bit of a good taste of the years...... Cheng Zhongqian slowly fell asleep.

The next day, Cheng Zhongqian got up refreshed, without any headache and brain fever.

On the contrary, there were several people in the county school who had a cold, and even Zhu Wencheng coughed a little, he stared at Cheng Zhongqian, who was like no one, and he was angry in his heart!

Yesterday, he still laughed at the embarrassed Cheng Zhongqian, and when he got up today, he had a flash of inspiration, it was better to call it sick and ask for leave, anyway, the county school is not interesting.

As a result, his father saw through it on the spot and rushed over, who knew that when he arrived at the county school, the fat man was itchy and dizzy, and he was really sick!

On the contrary, it was Cheng Zhongqian, who was drenched in soup, jumping around, how could he not be scared!

Facing his gaze that was about to kill, Cheng Zhongqian was puzzled, what was this rotten wood staring at him again?

Cheng Zhongqian only glanced at it and ignored it, no different from catching a glimpse of an ant on the side of the road.

Zhu Wencheng almost died of anger!

It is said that this spring rain has been falling for two or three days.

Whenever I thought it was going to stop, it went down again.

A good rain in the spring is enough for the wheat to produce full grains, but if it rains too much, it is not only prone to lodging, but also may soak the wheat stems.

The villagers of Beihe Village all frowned.

Fortunately, three days later, the spring rain finally stopped.