Grandma gently slapped Chubby, "I can't shoot my stomach, I will run to the toilet."

"Oops, Grandma,"

The little fat man took his grandmother's hand and shook it, and the little man sighed and said: "It's good to have diarrhea, look at me, I'm almost fat into a ball, and the little classmates in the school laugh at me every day, and I'm sad to death." ”

That little appearance made Grandma Di laugh.

"Being fat is a blessing, what do you know about your children? We don't listen to other people's nonsense. ”

At this time, Di's mother came out of the stove house with a large pot of steaming stew, smiled and entered the house as she spoke.

The vegetable basin was bigger than his washbasin.

As Di's mother moved, the fragrance overflowed and filled the small courtyard of the Di family.

When it was time to eat, Little Chubby tried his best to wave his little arms, first to his grandparents, then to his father and mother, and then to his eight-year-old eldest brother Di Lei, and three-year-old third brother Di Hui.

In the end, I took a piece of old tofu for myself.

The whole family looked at him with smiles.

Since Di Ying was one year old, every time he ate, he would divide everyone one by one in such order, either with a small spoon or with small chopsticks.

The best ones are for grandparents, then parents, and then big brothers.

I will pick the worst one.

When Di Hui is born, he will also give it to his younger brother after giving it to his eldest brother.

I am the last one every time.

The whole family knows that he is sensible and filial, and they will also rely on him.

No matter how busy he is, he will wait until he finishes dividing before eating.

"Chubby, how many words have you written today?"

When Di Ying finished dividing the chopsticks and everyone was eating, Di Mu carefully paid attention to him not to fall, and after giving him another section of eel, she asked him.

Di Ying choked.

I feel that the eel that is rare to eat is not so fragrant.

"A-Niang, let the second brother eat well first. You've got too many words. The second brother is still so young, you let him write fifty words a day, and the gentleman in the school only assigns ten words. ”

The eldest brother Di Lei has a wide forehead, black and delicate skin.

Hearing that his mother asked the second brother to put down her chopsticks and flatten her mouth, she said quietly to protect her.

He didn't like to read, and he didn't like to write.

But he likes to see his smart second brother shaking his head when he reads and is engrossed in writing.

In order to allow the second brother to study hard, in addition to helping the family, he will try to find time to run all over the mountains and fields to find some delicious food.

As soon as Di Ying heard that the eldest brother was helping, she quickly turned her little head into a chicken pecking rice.

He is dedicated to learning, but this little claw is not angry, fifty words a day, or a word with a large number of pens......

He slandered.

"Fifty words is not much, don't just protect your second brother, he can write if he looks at ants for a while and fiddles with stones for a while every day.

Our whole family tightened their clothes and food, and they just provided him with a study, and we couldn't let him waste his time and blind his smart head. ”

Di's father blocked the words of his eldest son, Dilei.

Di Ying pouted quietly.

He observes the crawling routes and trajectories of ants, and studies them over and over again.

He was fiddling with those pebbles, not for fun at all, he was learning to arrange his troops.

But he couldn't say...... None of them can be regarded as "quibbles".

"Okay, every time you say that people have to catch eating, it affects people's appetite. Come on, fatty, come to Grandma, let's ignore them. ”

When Grandma Di saw that her chubby little face had collapsed, she was so distressed that she hurriedly grabbed people over and grabbed delicious food one by one.

Grandma is the eldest gentleman in the family, and when she spoke, even grandpa didn't dare to choke.

The family finally shut their mouths and ate dinner quietly.

Di Ying ate a round belly, and when she lay on a wooden plate with sand at night, and practiced calligraphy with a small branch, her little belly was panicked.

At this time, the picture in the dream turned, and he was in the school again.

When the gentleman was teaching, he shook his head, and the dozen or so students in their villages also shook their heads when they listened.

Every time at this time, Di Ying always sighed: No wonder Mr.'s neck is so slender, unlike his own, no matter how he shakes, he is still short and fat.

Sighing with emotion, Di Ying stretched her neck again.

At this time, the sound of reading was mixed with a strange "hmm, uh" sound.

The gentleman put down the book and glared at him in displeasure, only to see a child with his neck stretched and his throat clutched, his face flushed, and he twitched to the ground.

The gentleman was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to check.

"Quick, quick, he's choking, bring water."

Obviously, while they were closing their eyes and enjoying the beauty of the book, the child was stealing something underneath and accidentally got stuck.

The gentleman had experience with this, and urgently ordered the other children who were watching the bustle to fetch water and fill it with it.

But Di Ying found that this time the child choked a little hard, I am afraid that it will not be saved by dealing with it in the usual way, but will choke even harder, so that his life is in danger.

The boy was seven years old, and although he was thin, he was still much taller than him.

Di Ying's mind raced.

Will Mr. Conductor change his approach, or will he ......?

Forget it, Mr. won't listen to him, just be reckless.

He pulled the child apart, rushed to the back of the child, stretched out his fat arms, hugged the other's waist, and lifted his hands up with all his might.

"Di Ying, what are you doing?! Put him down! ”

Seeing this, the gentleman scolded angrily and ripped Di Ying away.

Di Ying had to stomp his feet and shout: "He choked too hard, if you pour water, it will only stalk down hard, it will hurt his throat, and it will get stuck even harder, he will die."

Sir, believe the student, hold him by the waist from behind, interlace your arms, press hard, and lift up, and turn the choke out of his throat. Come on! ”

The gentleman listened, but hesitated.

However, thinking of Di Ying's usual intelligence, and seeing that the child's face was already purple, he gritted his teeth and did so.

"Poof!"

After a few clicks, the child's mouth squirted out an apricot pit.

The apricot blossoms bloom in May, and the fruit is full of branches in June.

This child, presumably, brought apricots from someone's apricot tree on the way to the school.

As soon as the apricot kernel was spit out, the child's face immediately began to improve.

The gentleman exhaled a long breath of turbidity, put the child down, and gave a thumbs up to Di Ying, who was only five years old.

praised: "Apply what you have learned, or learn to extend your ingenuity, and great goodness is also!" ”

He guessed: Di Yingding must have seen something in the book, and when he encounters such an emergency, he will think of it and use his head to expand his thinking, which is really smart.

Di Ying was praised, rubbed her nose embarrassedly, and then went to pick up the water brought by the child and let the child drink it little by little.

In the dream, the child's face was gradually enlarged, and he became a very strong young man.

Di Ying smiled and woke up.

His family has always been his greatest support and motivation.

And that kid is of great use now.