Daddy’s Cub Is Three and Half Years Old

The three friends who were looking for ginseng returned to their original locations one after another.

Jiang Dongtian raised his hand and wiped his sweat, and said directly to Jiang Yueyue: "I have looked for it, but I haven't found it. Our exchange is over."

Jiang Dongtian smiled embarrassedly, and said seriously: "Ginseng likes cloudy days, it's too hot these days."

Jiang Yueyue: "I don't care, you have to find it for me."

Jiang Dongtian quit, "I'm done and tell you where you are. I didn't find it for you."

Jiang Yueyue glared at him with anger and shouted: "Ran Ran, come here."

Ran Ran, who was carrying a small basket, was still a little dazed, when she heard sister Yueyue calling her, she subconsciously ran over.

Jiang Yueyue pointed to Jiang Dongtian and Jiang Dongming, "They didn't find ginseng."

Ran scratching his head, "I didn't find it either."

Jiang Yueyue: "I didn't find it? What do you say?"

Jiang Dongtian and Jiang Dongming were about to talk, Ran Ran replied, "I'll look for it tomorrow!"

The small expression is very serious, very sincere, very motivated, and it seems that there is still such a little bit of shame that I haven't found.

The trio of sore legs stopped talking, no one wanted to come again, and no one couldn't.

Old man Gao didn't interrupt, watching the children solve the problem by themselves, smiled and hugged him up, "Let's go."

In the cave.

The bushes whispered softly.

Sima Cheng didn't expect Jiang Zhile to come again.

Jiang Zhile put down the water and food, "Can you eat it?" Obviously he didn't really want to feed him.

This is to test whether he accepts Ran Ran's food?

Sima Cheng, who had already determined something, shook his head coldly, "I don't need you."

It's best to take care of yourself. Jiang Zhile nodded in satisfaction and said hello, "I'll go first, and I will come once a day."

once a day. What about the little dumpling? Would you rather increase the risk of discovery, or arrange for a small group to come?

Sima Cheng concealed a trace of disappointment in his heart.

This broken dumpling is a little more pleasing to the eye than others, and seeing the old at three years old, it is no longer a good dumpling.

Sima Cheng lowered his eyelids and hummed softly.

However, Jiang Zhile must be the reason why the son did not teach his father. Three-year-old is still young, maybe it can be corrected.

"Think of some ideas for yourself."

After Sima Cheng just finished speaking, he realized that he was in a state of failure, annoyed in his heart, and stopped making a sound.

The surface was quite calm, his face was pale as before, and his eyes were dark and indistinct.

Jiang Zhile was walking towards the entrance of the cave, stopped when he heard the words, his eyes showed a trace of confusion, looking back, Sima Cheng turned his back to him without saying a word.

Before he could reply, Jiang Zhile was still a little puzzled on the way back.

What are some ideas, just think about it for yourself?

He deliberately chooses something that is not delicious. Is it because of this?

Jiang Zhile didn't plan to change it. Except that the cake was a bit unpalatable, there was nothing wrong with it.

It's just because it's a bit uncomfortable. A person who appeared suddenly broke the original plan. No matter who it was, Jiang Zhile was going to pit it.

Jiang Zhile squinted his eyes in a happy mood.

Ran Ran, who arrived home first, moved the stool to the door, and sat on the pony sack waiting for Daddy.

Where did Dad go?

When will Daddy come back?

The little head was full of big doubts.

After moving out with Daddy these days, Daddy took her everywhere, no, except that day, Daddy didn't take her up the mountain.

Ran Ran waited while working on the wild vegetables in the basket.

The old leaves were picked off, shaking the soil, and slowly didn't like to eat the beards underneath, and carefully pinched the beards off.

Before the pinch was finished, footsteps seemed to be heard in the distance.

Ran Ran raised his head in excitement, and as the figure walked in, the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

It turned out to be Uncle Egg.

Ran Ran raised his hand and waved, "Hello Uncle Egg."

The look on Song Shubai's face is not bad, and the corners of his mouth are still gloating.

I thought that I was going to work hard to plow the land, and I was tired and paralyzed in the ground, but when I got there, there was someone who was worse than him, who should be much worse.

He might have been pumped, limping and walking next to him, not only to work, but also not to rest or drink water.

In comparison, when Song Shubai was secretly excited, the village head Wu Zheng approached him, scared that he immediately corrected his attitude.

Faced with this village head who was so serious as an official schoolmaster, Song Shubai was a little bit startled.

Who knows that the village chief laughed at him unpredictably, handed him a wooden stick, and pointed to the more miserable one, "Let him do it well. If you don't do it, hit him directly, and just hit him if it hurts. That person did it. The thing is too out of the ordinary, you can help him plant it if you protect him."

Where it hurts to hit someone, he will!

Song Shubai, who didn't want to help people farm the land, was especially serious, and when he came back, he was still smiling.

Seeing Ran Ran, he immediately rushed over, "Ran Ran, has the food delivered? Did you find the cave?"

Ran nodded, "I gave Miss Sister eggs and cakes, Miss Ginseng didn't ask for them."

Song Shubai saw that the little dumpling seemed not very interested, and thought that the little dumpling was upset at work, "Ran Ran, uncle help you."

"Uncle Dandan, then you feed this to the big hen." Ran Ran confessed seriously and gave Song Shubai the wild vegetables he made.

Song Shubai... Song Shubai went to feed the chickens.

He has played cockfights before, but he has never fed chickens.

Two chickens came over to eat wild vegetables, and after eating they sat next to Ran Ran, as if Song Shubai was a tool man.

Song Shubai was unwilling to hang a chicken with a wild vegetable, the chicken didn't hook up, and his hand was almost pecked.

One person and two chickens surrounded the small dumpling in the middle. As soon as Jiang Zhile came back, he saw this happy scene, subconsciously broke the atmosphere and called Ranran.

Ran Ran spotted Daddy at the first time and ran towards Daddy, bypassing the big hen.

The old father expressed his comfort and glanced at Song Shubai lightly.

After entering the house, Jiang Zhile began to cook. When he scooped the rice noodles, his eyes swept over the pancake basket.

After being separated from Daddy all morning, Ran Ran, who hadn't seen Daddy enough, noticed it immediately, and followed Daddy's gaze.

Huh? Is the bread basket?

Daddy found out that four pieces of bread are missing?

The moment of guilty conscience made her face flushed, her small eyes glanced at that, wishing to see the bottom of the basket, and carefully look at it. Can you see that it is missing?

Dwarf Turnip's eyes were so obvious, if it weren't for the basket is too small, and the whole person could not wait to be planted in it, how could Jiang Zhile couldn't find it.

But he also has a guilty conscience.

Why do dwarf radishes always look at the basket? Did you find that the noodles are missing a few more?

He took it twice, it should be quite obvious.

After all, he is a mature old father, his face is not red and his heart beats, but he is a bit imaginary.

"Your father ate a few more cakes." Jiang Zhile explained.

"Ran, Ranran ate a few more cakes."

One voice was calm, and one got stuck before saying it.

After speaking in unison, the father and daughter looked at each other, and then turned their eyes away tacitly.

"Ran Ran, how many pieces did you eat?"

The old father played a good game, and he had begun to calmly talk about family life.

When she lied to Daddy, Ran Ran was too ashamed, thinking of agreeing to Uncle Dan not to tell Daddy, Ran Ran blushed again with entanglement, her small eyes were a little wandering, and she saw a ghost at first sight.

Ran Ran, who was particularly ashamed, told his father honestly, "Four yuan, Ran Ran took four cakes."

This number is not right. A three-year-old dwarf radish can't eat so much.

Jiang Zhile saw that Ran Ran's expression was wrong, and thought that this short radish often went out to play recently, and didn't ask much, but he thought about who the short radish gave the noodles to.

After much deliberation, to no avail.

Jiang Zhile found out that he had ignored the Ran Ran circle of friends.

Which child is it in the village?

Ran Ran took the initiative to give it, or was cheated to eat and drink?

Jiang Zhile didn't pay attention to it for a while, and Ran Ran, who had escaped the questioning, was greatly relieved. This abnormality attracted the attention of the old father.

Jiang Zhile: Why is it that the dwarf radish is hiding it from him?

At lunch, I slowly lifted the cloth on the basket, and a lone piece of dough was lying on the bottom of the basket.

This amount is wrong!

Ran Ran was not good at literacy, but was very sensitive to numbers, and immediately found the problem.

Holding the noodles while nibbling, while thinking about small problems.

Seeing that Dad still eats so much at noon, my little head is more puzzled, thinking that I am the same, and I feel so guilty to eat less.

Jiang Zhile saw that she gnawed cakes like teeth, took it and ate it by herself.

Cough, it's really hard.

In the afternoon, the village organized to buy food.

If the celestial phenomenon is abnormal in all things, it is definitely necessary to replenish food.

It's been normal these days, the only strange thing is that ginseng is suddenly picked up, just like picking a radish, and it's easy to pick it up.

Wu Zheng learned about the situation from Jiang Zhile, which is indeed a bit strange, and he did not refute the sayings circulating in the village, and encouraged everyone to save grain. Don't plan to go out for the autumn harvest this time, and leave it for yourself.

The land in Daozi Village is good and the food is delicious. Merchants come to collect the food every time before the goods are received.

Everyone is convinced of the village head, and even if there is no disaster, it's okay to be cautious.

The soldiers guarding Daozi Village frowned and saw an ox cart walking by, beating them to determine whether there were Tibetans up and down.

Before long, another bullock cart drove past.

The weather is hot again, and I deliberately antagonizes them. One car for a while, and sweat after a while.

Basically, the border villages are in the same air. The Daozi Village has stored grain, and other villages are following suit.

There was no time to stop around, the soldiers were too busy, and the little chief had never looked good.

"Grumbling—"

Another bullock cart approached.

The little leader glanced at him, saw Jiang Dongle father and daughter, waved his hand to stop his men, and went up to check by himself.

"What did you buy?" asked, knocking on the sack.

When Ran Ran saw the uncles of the officers and soldiers, he immediately thought of a thousand taels of silver, especially self-cooked, "The sweet potatoes are finished, Ran Ran and dad bought sweet potatoes, the roasted sweet potatoes are very sweet and very delicious..."

Listening to the little dumplings was quite interesting, the little head was calm and inspected, and suddenly pulled out a portrait.

"Have you seen these two people?" the little leader asked Ran Ran.

It looks like Miss Sister.

Ran Ran was a little confused, and subconsciously looked up at Daddy.

Jiang Zhile was very nervous when he was seen, and the farmer at home couldn't see his face clearly, could this be seen by Ran Ran?

The little head squinted his eyes and asked Ran Ran, "Have you ever seen it? I've seen it reward you with a candy."

Ran nodded, then shook his head again.

The little headman fell into a good mood just flying.

Jiang Zhile, who was blocked from speaking, was relieved, "Guardian, the car behind is still waiting."

After a long delay, there was another bullock cart behind.

The little boss still didn't stop, "Did you nod your head before?"

Seeing in a few moments, Jiang Zhile quickly figured out a countermeasure, and his mind was settled.

Ran Ran shook his head, then nodded.

Hypnotize yourself while moving.

Ran Ran, this little dumb melon, forgets everything when he sees people. He can't remember his looks. He only has rich money in his heart. Whoever has the money, can raise daddy can raise chickens.

There are some jingle in the village, and the tune is slipping around, and Ran Ran feels as if she has forgotten.

Little face is full of ignorance, "Ran Ran may have seen and forgotten, may have forgotten, may have not seen and forgotten..." Maybe he has not forgotten.

Ran Ran didn't lie, she said all the truth, and she couldn't be more sincere.

The little head-leader looked at Ran Ran, the three-headed little boy, felt that he had a problem in his mind and asked a little Dou Ding who didn't understand anything, and waved his hand to let the ox cart go over.

Ran Ran thinks she is great.

It seems a bit bad again?

What special skills does it seem to get?

As soon as he lied, he blushed nervously, ignorant of what he understood, as if he didn't understand.