Shi Wangfu was worried that he would not accept him as an apprentice, so he let go of his voice and said: I can learn what adults do, as long as Uncle Qin is willing to take it.

It's not a question of whether to bring or not, it's not easy to learn to raise scorpions, and there are risks. Scorpions are highly poisonous arthropods, and once they bite a person, they are not easy to treat. The father has a showdown with the child's classmates.

Shi Wangfu said: I will be very careful.

Qin Yue saw him standing and talking to his father, so he brought a chair over and asked him to sit. The mother brought a cup of tea, and then went to the kitchen to talk in the room, and after a while, she brought a bowl of egg soup to the table, which was fragrant and quite tempting.

At this time, the father drank to himself and remained silent. When he put down the dishes and chopsticks, he suddenly said: Wangfu, you still have to tell your parents about this, and you need to get their consent.

I have convinced my parents and they all agreed. Wangfu cast a earnest glance at him.

He did not believe all of Wangfu's words, so he said, "If you really want to learn from me how to raise scorpions, let your father come and visit." Qin Yue interjected: His father is blind and can't come.

His mother could have come.

His mother was also blind.

When Qin Yue said this, he glanced at Wangfu, who was cramped and uneasy. Wangfu said: Uncle Qin, my parents are blind and have no ability to control me, as long as the technology is learned at home, it can produce benefits, and my parents do not disagree.

If that's the case, you're here to do it. Uncle Qin finally relented, and Wangfu was full of joy.

In the afternoon, Uncle Qin arranged for Wangfu to dig a pit in the yard, he picked up the hoe made in the iron shop, and worked hard to dig the soil according to the lime line drawn, and after a few strokes, he was sweating, he felt that doing this was not easier than in the iron shop, but the iron shop has been hard work for a long time, this is different, if the pit for raising scorpions is dug well, don't work so hard.

Thinking like this, I was so energetic that I turned it up one by one, put it in a dustpan, and poured it on the edge of the yard. Uncle Qin asked him to do it, and said that he would come when he went out of the yard to do some errands.

At this moment, he looked up, hoping to see the scorpion breeding base, but now he didn't even see a scorpion. He only saw the fruit tree on the other side of the yard, and sometimes he had the idea of going up to the tree to steal it, but he was afraid that Uncle Qin would come back suddenly. But he thought of a way, out of the yard to see if there was anyone outside, he really walked out of the courtyard gate, no one was seen, quietly, then returned to the courtyard, ready to go to the fruit tree, but when he saw Qin's mother coming out of the house, he quickly went over and picked up the hoe to continue digging, and glanced at Qin's mother from time to time.

Mama Qin walked around the yard and returned to the door of the house, sat on a chair, and looked at the fruit trees over there. Wangfu dispelled the idea of stealing dates, so he had to dig a pit with all his heart.

In the evening, Uncle Qin hadn't returned yet, and Qin's mother told Wangfu to go home and come back tomorrow to dig. He usually rarely digs the soil, but he still feels that he suffers, the blood blisters on his hands have not healed, and after digging the soil all afternoon, new blood blisters have been added to his palms. I feel that no matter what I do, as long as I put in it, I have to pay blood and sweat.

Back home, the sun had set, and the whole village was slowly submerged in the night. When his mother heard his footsteps, she asked, "Is Wangfu coming back?"

Mom, it's me. Wangfu looked for a kerosene lamp to light it, and his shadow fell to the ground in a black cloud, and wherever he went, the shadow followed. His mother told him that Shi Wen came today and said that the blacksmith Liu Wu asked why didn't you go to the blacksmith?

Mom, what did you say?

I said, my son is lazy and doesn't want to strike iron.

When the mother said this, the father, who was sitting in the room and did not move, suddenly interjected: Sensei said that the blacksmith Liu Wu was angry, and even the neighbor Shi Wen was angry, saying that he was kind enough to introduce you to a matter, but you couldn't endure hardship, and gave up after a few days.

Dad, didn't I say that striking iron doesn't make money.

You may not be able to make money by learning to raise scorpions. My father was obviously angry with Wangfu, and continued: Your mother and I are blind and rely on government relief to live. You have good eyes, there is nothing wrong with your body, and you will have to support yourself in the future. Wangfu didn't want to listen, and he didn't fight a lawsuit with his father, so he went to bed early after dinner.

Shi Wangfu suddenly saw an orchard in front of him, walked into the orchard, and raised his eyes to see a jujube tree full of heavy jujubes, each pearl-like jujube seemed to be shining towards him. He didn't care whose orchard it was, he wanted to climb the tree and pick it, but when he looked at the jujube full of branches, he found that there was a beehive coiled on the branch of the jujube tree, and many wasps flew around the jujube tree, as if guarding the jujube trees from outsiders to steal them, and the wasps also made a buzzing sound, and it seemed to warn the thief who tried to pick the dates: If you want to steal the dates, I will sting you with a poisonous needle, see if you are afraid?

Wangfu felt terrified, he wanted to go up to the tree to pick dates, and he was afraid that the wasp would sting him. But he found that the wasps flying around the tree didn't seem to notice him, so he quietly climbed up the jujube tree, reached out to pick a ripe jujube with red spots, and then picked it in his hand, for some reason, it was not a ripe jujube in his hand, but a wasp, crawling, was it dazzling? No, it's a wasp with its wings flapping.

He shook his hand in fear, and although the wasp shook it off, it was too violent, and the jujube tree shook, and the wasp on the hive was very sensitively stirring, and he slid down the tree quickly, trying to escape, but at this time, countless wasps in the sky swooped down and attacked him, raining down on his head, body, and hands, and stinging his skin frantically.

He ran for a while, rolling on the ground, still unable to shake off the wasp sting. He cried out for help, feeling his skin swell and sweat on his forehead......

Suddenly, he sat up, only to feel that it was pitch black, and he felt that a hand was grabbing him, it was his mother, and his mother touched his bed at some point, and shouted: Wangfu, you are sleeping and having nightmares! Wake up.

Wangfu woke up, his body was still trembling, and he said, I dreamed that many wasps stung me. Mother said, "This is a bad sign, you should pay attention when you go out tomorrow!"

I had a nightmare, about four watches, before dawn, Wangfu couldn't sleep. As soon as the powder was bright outside the window, he would get up and make breakfast and make the pots and pans crackle. When I went out, I heard my mother instruct: You should pay attention when you are out today.

I know. Wangfu remembered the nightmare he had last night, and also remembered the jujube tree and the jujube tree full of branches in the yard of Uncle Qin's house. And secretly remind yourself: you can't steal dates, or you won't commit crimes.

Only then did I get out of the village, and I walked a section of Tian Ji to the gate of Uncle Qin's house. The courtyard door was locked and had not yet been opened, he wanted to call out to Uncle Qin to wake him up, but he didn't want to disturb Uncle Qin's clear dream.

He waited for a while, his eyes looked directly at the fruit trees in the courtyard, and his eyes looked at several jujube trees for a long time, wanting to see if there were any wasp nests in his dreams and wasps flying around the jujube trees. No, not at all, just a few unnamed birds chirping in the trees, like a beautiful morning song in unison.