Daddy’s Cub Is Three and Half Years Old

Early in the morning, it is rare to get up and feed the chickens the first time.

She obediently put on her clothes, took out her little basin, scooped water and washed her face, and waited until Dad finished breakfast, looked at the two bowls of porridge on the table and said, "Daddy, the uncle who steals the egg also wants to eat!"

Jiang Zhile didn't want to starve people to death, but he was not strong. This is a dear girl, let alone a grandfather first, and this one who steals the egg is also regarded as a treasure?

Right now his face turned dark, "You eat yours, he's okay."

Dad is a bit fierce!

Is it because there is too much petty money recently?

Worry.

After eating, Ran Ran Da Da Da ran to the next shed to see her Uncle Chicken Raising.

Song Shubai heard the footsteps, and when he looked up, he saw a small dumpling looking at him with wide eyes, holding a bowl in his arms, and the rice soup was very fragrant.

"Uncle, do you want to drink?" Ran Ran holding up the bowl and placing it in front of Song Shubai.

Song Shubai swallowed his saliva, his strong shame made him unable to say it, but the saliva was secreted uncontrollably.

He didn't speak, and nodded.

Ran Ran was not satisfied, "Uncle, if you want to drink, you have to say yes, don't say no, you and I read, yes."

Song Shubai: "...Yes."

Ran Ran was satisfied, and brought the bowl to his mouth.

The small dumpling didn't look big, but it was a little bit, and it was quite good at taking care of others. Song Shubai drank it very conveniently. Halfway through the drink, he thought that Sima Cheng was still in the mountains, and drank the porridge in one breath.

After drinking, he asked: "Ran Ran, will you let your uncle go? Uncle will pay you the money."

Ran Ran will not be deceived.

How could the uncle who stole the egg have money.

"You have to stay at Ran Ran's house." Ran Ran's face was very serious, and the little adult held his hands behind his back.

Seeing Song Shubai not speaking, Ran Ran taught him, "Uncle I have to say goodbye."

Song Shubai twitched the corners of his mouth and said something good.

"You want to raise chickens for Ranran."

"Uncle wants to say yes, uncle is so stupid, and forgot!"

Stupid Song Shubai said: "Okay."

Ran Ran has a sense of accomplishment, "You want to hatch the eggs for Ran Ran."

Song Shubai suffocated and said, "Okay."

Ran Ran chuckled, stood on tiptoe and touched Song Shubai's head, "Uncle Steal, you can correct it if you know it is wrong."

Song Shubai was helpless, "Can you ask me to steal the egg?"

The little hands on top of his head were fleshy, touching his head, Song Shubai actually felt comforted, although helpless, his mood was much better.

"No. When Uncle knows that he is wrong, Ran Ran won't bark."

After Ran Ran said seriously, Da Da Da went to look for her brother.

Several people agreed to go up the mountain today to pick up ginseng, saying that they came after a good meal, but they are all late and haven't come yet.

Ran Ran shook his head and sighed. Have you ever slept with Brother Grandma and the second cousin?

I really worry about Ran Ran.

Ran Ran had to go back to the house and put on her small cloth pocket, pack it up and go out.

Jiang Zhile was refining the wood-carved portrait. Seeing that Ran Ran was about to go out, he raised his eyelids and looked at her lightly, "Ran Ran, why are you going out?"

Ran Ran obediently said, "Look for Brother Datong and Second Cousin, and Sister Yueyue."

Are you out to play again?

Is the home so unattractive? How many days have you stayed at home?

Jiang Zhile thought for a while, "It's okay to play for a long time, and study and calligraphy at home for a long time."

reading?

Ran Ran was too sensitive to these two words and immediately took a step back.

Reading, reading?

Daddy is a big badass! Want Ran Ran to become a pauper!

Song Shubai's smile deepened when he saw the small panicked look of retreating from Sanshe.

I thought this dwarf radish was not afraid of anything, this would cure it.

"Come on, Daddy tells you to read." The tone couldn't be more gentle.

Come, dad teaches you to become a pauper.

Come, Ran Ran gives Daddy money.

Come, dad teaches you how to become poor.

A sentence is broken down into countless meanings, and I am wronged and angry.

Ran Ran straightened her chest up, her eyes flushed fiercely and looked at Jiang Zhile, "Randomly!"

Jiang Zhile didn't expect that Dwarf Carrot would be so disgusted with reading. He didn't paint well before.

How could his daughter of Jiang Zhile not be able to read?

Jiang Zhile hesitated, put his hand on Ran Ran's forehead and touched it twice, "The crying nose is really ugly." Stop crying.

Ran Ran, Ran Ran is so angry.

Ran Ran's eyes were very red, and tears fell down.

"Father Ran Ran, come out quickly."

At this time the voice of the village chief sounded.

The door was pushed open rudely, and it was an officer and soldier who pushed the door.

When someone came in, he saw a young man holding a small dumpling and hurriedly said: "The crying nose is so ugly, really."

Xiao Tuanzi's tears flowed more fiercely, and he bit his lip without saying a word, his eyes were flushed, and he was pitiful to see.

The people in the village also saw it. From the bottom of my heart, hey, vomit, what did Ran Ran's father do to make the little dumpling cry.

The village chief Wu Zheng coughed slightly, and said to the officers and soldiers in the lead: "Look at our village Jiang Zhile, it seems like we are doing something with the rebels. You don’t read this book anymore, we are busy bringing it at home. As for the baby, the ten acres of land are well opened, one rake and one rake came out."

"Yeah, there is no such thing as a soldier." Someone agreed.

The faces of the coming group of soldiers were colorful.

This group of country folks who don't know anything still think the rebels are promising!

Thinking of Pangaozhi's love for children.

The soldiers all looked down on Jiang Zhile's daughter, but they had a trace of envy.

Ran Ran saw a lot of people coming, her face flushed and she was ashamed to death.

Ran Ran, Ran Ran is an adult.

I won't cry.

Blame Daddy!

Xiao Tuanzi's face flushed, and the way he was wronged and buried in his father's arms made people feel very soft.

The officers and soldiers in the lead were cautious. They walked in and swept around, and saw the bottom of the simple house. In my heart, they had already believed that Jiang Zhile was an ordinary person.

After the head leader came out in a circle, he smiled, "Someone in your village reported Jiang Zhile to me, who has the courage to lie to me and let people come out."

Holding Ran Ran in front of so many people, Jiang Zhile was already uncomfortable.

When I saw the officers and soldiers, I focused on understanding the situation and forgot to let her down.

Now I have roughly understood it, realized that there is no crisis, and instantly thought of the rushing in his arms.

I wanted to put the dwarf radish down, but the dwarf radish hugged his neck tightly, with a small face buried in his arms and refused to look up.

Jiang Zhile: Father has a hard time.

As soon as the officers and soldiers said what they said, everyone subconsciously looked at Ma Ping.

Ma Ping's face is clearly visible. He grinned broadly, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and stepped forward and nodded and bowed his waist: "Sir, the younger one didn't lie to you."

Speaking to the old man in the crowd, "This old man is connected to the rebels, and this old man was brought back by Jiang Zhile! It must be the rebels!"

The leading officers and soldiers looked at Old Man Gao.

Many villagers showed anger on their faces.

The old people who have experienced the war in those years are all grateful to the old man Gao, and some young people don't understand it.

Ran Ran shrinking into his father's arms, when he heard the big bad guy talking about her father, his face blushed again, and raised his head and babbled: "Big bad guy, you bully my daddy, every time you bully my daddy, you are the big bad guy. Uncle Bro! Not uncle! Bad guy!"

Dwarf Turnip doesn't know how to scold people, and just a few words back and forth, thinking of his father being bullied to death, he scolds bad guys, his eyes are red and tears are falling.

While fierce, while crying.

Jiang Zhile was crying at a loss, and his heart suddenly softened. Seeing Ma Ping's face, the corners of his mouth opened with a sneer.

Jiang Zhile said lightly: "No matter what is going on in our village, Ma Ping, you are very concerned about everything and know everything."

The little leader believed Jiang Zhile in the first place, and when a little tuan cried, he knew that this was a private vengeance and deliberately retaliated.

After hearing Jiang Zhile's words, he couldn't help but look at Ma Ping, and with some suspicion, he looked at Old Man Gao.

Old man Gao stepped forward and stood up, "It was the soldier who said that we were not optimistic about the culprits, so he let them run and sealed the half of the street. The young man knew that he had made a mistake, so he went back to the village. The young man originally belonged to Daozi Village. "

They also knew that the two groups of soldiers were not the same superior, but just for good.

Rather than let go of the wrong killing, the little boss hesitated and said, "Grab it."

"Master Bing, this is the hero of our village. In order to protect our village more than ten years ago, he lived a lonely life. If anyone is a rebel, our village is a rebel, neither is he!"

Several elders stood up and stood in front, tears in their eyes.

The atmosphere is a bit tense.

The little leader had learned about the border affairs, and had no intention of confronting the villagers. He was embarrassed and felt unhappy. He angered Ma Ping and said, "Catch this provocative villain!"

Several people immediately tied Ma Ping.

Wu Zheng smiled and said, "I write more about the soldier, and teach this person for our village.

The little leader was a little unhappy, waved his hand, "Continue searching."

Song Shubai's heartbeat came out of his throat in the shed.

There was a sorrow that was short-lived in my heart. Even more worried about the nephew on the mountain, even if he can't find him, he will be starved to death.

Several people saw a person tied to the shed. Village Chief Wu Zheng explained, “This person is a thief, and he was found to be locked up when he stole something.”

Ran Ran's voice was crisp, pointing at Song Shubai, "Yes, it's stealing Ran Ran's house!"

The people in the shed were all in tattered clothes, and their faces were messy and dirty. After being caught by stealing, people really didn't have the interest to watch.

Ask a soldier to take a look. The soldier couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw Ran Ran. He wanted to touch the girl's head with a tickling heart. After scanning Song Shubai, he went out.

Can such a person be a rebel? Shook his head in my heart.

Song Shubai took a look at it disgustingly, and he raised and fell heavily.

At this time, the little boss ordered: "Everyone goes up the mountain to search."

Song Shubai's face turned pale suddenly, but the dirt on his face concealed his abrupt look.

Many villagers happened to stand in front of him, so that by the way, he would not be spotted.

A group of soldiers was about to go up the mountain, and the village chief took the lead to stop them.

Wu looked serious and knocked on the dry smoke, "Master Bing, this mountain is the treasure of our village. Just dug out ginseng, you are—"

The other villagers also changed their expressions and stood up straight with their backs back.

"This is something from our village."

"Baby in our village!"

The children didn’t know what to search for mountains, they only knew that ginseng was sold for money, and they yelled, “You can’t grab ginseng, you can’t grab good food!”

The little head collar turned dark, and a gloomy trace of his eyes flashed.

Ma Ping, who was caught, was unwilling to shout, "There must be Tibetans on the mountain, and it must be related to Jiang Zhile. Otherwise, why not let it be searched!"

Jiang Zhile nodded slightly, "You can search, people in the village need to follow. But if you can't find it—"

Wu Zheng smiled and said: "If we don't find it, Bing Ye will leave this Ma Ping to us to dispose of. After all, everyone in our village is not happy to make money. Everyone wants to follow suit. "