225. Share happiness

In the afternoon, Wang Zhenhe and his friend Ma Yongchao went to the mountain to collect two boxes of earth bees for his daughter. In order to be afraid of the philosopher Wang Qian, he directly received the space. It happened that the corn and wheat had begun to bloom. With these bees, they may be better.

When the bees arrived at the space, they thought that they had found a home and flew out to collect nectar, and did not attack Wang Qian. The bee's performance made her really satisfied.

Ma Yongchao ate at Wang's house in the evening. Wang Qian and Wang Xuan also served this time, and there were not many people at home, so it was still lively to eat at a table.

Two friends who grew up naked when they were young couldn't help sighing while eating and recalling what happened when they were young.

"Zanhe, you said that your life used to be almost the same as begging for food. I really didn't expect that now you have built a big house and the children are promising. Thinking about this, I envy you. You said that the children of our brothers from childhood are not as good as yours."

Speaking of the two big men in the family, they talked endlessly until Wang Qian and Ming Yuan went to study with the old man, and neither of them had finished drinking.

A few days later, Ma Yongchao sent a bucket of honey to the Wang family.

One summer vacation, Mingcheng and his younger brother and sister took the beehive to the mountain to put bees on the mountain during the day. Wang Xuan helped clean up the house and cook at home. Mr. Chen and Wang Zhenhe participated in the production team work, and Zhang Lan looked at the children every day. However, Wang Zhenhe took care of him, and he didn't make the old man tired. He could make the old man happy in crowded places, and someone talked.

A few days before the start of school, Wang Qian and Mingcheng finally stirred the first batch of honey with their own hands. Seeing the golden **, Mingyuan carefully dipped his finger in his mouth.

The aftertaste on his face, "It's so delicious, brother, you all try it. It's too sweet, sweeter than the sugar we ate, and there is a faint fragrance."

Wang Qian said proudly, "That's, we are pure rape nectar. It's fragrant and sweet. Big brother and sister, you should bring more to school. Drinking a little every day can also replenish your physical strength. The rest will be reserved for our family, and some will be sent to grandma.

In the evening, everyone in the family drank a bowl of sweet honey water. Mr. Chen couldn't help praising, "It's good, the taste is pure, and it's nutritious. My nephew and daughter-in-law, in the future, the family will drink a little of such honey water every day to ensure that our stomachs are smooth."

"That's right, Grandpa Chen. You insist on drinking every day when you are old. I'll make a can for you alone and put it in the room where you sleep. We can drink it whenever you want. This is our own property, and we don't care if you are old enough."

The old man touched her head with a smile, "Yes, our family is getting better and better. I can even drink such a precious thing as honey. It's still filial piety. Hey hey, Lao Wu and others don't have this blessing."

Speaking of drinking honey water, Wang Zhenhe's face turned a little red. Wang Qian looked at the change of expression on her father's face. She jumped from the kang to the ground and took out a bottle from the kitchen. "Dad, ah, this is for grandpa. You can send it to him later, but it can't be said It's said that it was given by others, otherwise there will be endless troubles in the future. Those people will be insatiable, and there is so much honey. If you give it to someone or not, we can't offend people for nothing. We'd better hide the good things first.

Wang Zhenhe also knows this truth, otherwise several children would not have sneaked into the ditch to release bees.

Children know how to avoid people, and he won't foolishly tell others that they have bees at home. He is asking for trouble.

"Don't worry, your father, I still have a few thoughts in my heart. I'll send it there later."

Looking at Wang Zhenhe's happy expression, Wang Qian couldn't help sighing in her heart. Blood is really endless, but good for his grandfather is still good.

But this is just their intention. They really don't care who this thing can get into.

A summer vacation passed quickly. Wang Qian and Ming Yuan were in the same class. Now the brother and sister can also take care of each other. However, the two of them are too young, and it seems a little small to stand with those college students. The teacher simply arranged the brother and sister to sit in the first row, and the two of them are at the same This is how the brother and sister began their junior high school life.

Wang Xuan sent it to Wang Zhenhe when she went to high school in the city this time. At the same time, she also brought them a lot of food and daily necessities, especially oil. As long as they had these, the two children would not lose money on their food.

The honey given to Wang Desheng did not reach his mouth in the end, but was eaten by Wang Zhenguo and his wife. Zhu Qiyu still read some words, and his grandson can also supplement nutrition by eating Ma Fenqing's milk.

Wang Desheng looked at his old wife helplessly, "You, what do you want me to say? It's time for Sun Zai to break the milk. No one's child has eaten so big. He is almost two years old, and he still eats improperly. You are not afraid to make people laugh when you say it."

In the countryside, the little boy has been separated from milk for a long time than that of a little girl. In addition to paying attention to the reason of the boy, what is more important is that the boy's milk separation is good for the health of the child when he is one year old.

However, Jinsun, the baby of the Wang family, is almost two years old, and it is rare in the whole countryside.

Zhu Qiyu shouted to the old man dissatisfiedly, "What do you know? Our grandson can get fatter by eating more milk. The baby can't stand it for a while. Let's talk about it later."

Without the help of the old lady at home, Zhang Lan seems to be busy raising two pigs and these poultry, but the good thing is that she has more time to educate in the red class than those who work.

After school, the brother and sister held a bundle of pig grass in their hands. From afar, they saw Zhang Lan sending a team of children home, and each child still sang a new children's song in their mouth. "I picked up a penny on the side of the road and handed it to the police uncle. The uncle took the money and nodded Goodbye."

Wang Qian wanted to laugh when she heard this. I guess she could sing such a children's song at this time. If you put it in the present world, you can pick up a penny and send it to the police station to try. People thought you were going to make trouble. It's polite not to kick you out.

"Mom, take the grass back first, and I'll take them home." Wang Qian took over Zhang Lan's job and told some stories to the children while walking until everyone was sent home. The little guys were better with her before leaving. They will listen to the story tomorrow.

Wang Qian thinks so. Children usually don't have anyone to tell them this thing. The adults in the family are basically running for life, and they don't care about their children's spiritual life at all. It's good to be able to give them enough food and clothing. Now the simplicity of children is not inferior. On a piece of white paper, they didn't even know where they came from.

When I was a child, the three children of the Wang family once asked such a question. Zhang Lan once lied to them that they were picked up from the dung pile and dug up from the stone pile.

Anyway, there are all kinds of excuses, that is, no one can tell a correct answer. Mingyuan was still sad about this for a while at that time. But later it was Wang Qian who told him that it was his mother who gave birth to him that he was relieved.

If this matter is put aside for now, I'm afraid there is no need for adults to teach, and children will know where they come from from the media. This is the difference, the difference of the times, so although children nowadays don't know anything, at least they are happy.

However, at this time, she also felt that she was happy. Maybe she was infected by those children, and even the pace of going home was jumping.

"Mom, I'm back." Zhang Lan poked her head out of the kitchen.

"The children have been sent back. Is everything all right?"

Wang Qian said with a smile, "Of course, it's all delivered to their home. Oh, mom, the fruits in the space are ripe. I'll go out with my father and come back to eat it for you later, otherwise they won't be able to eat it."

Zhang Lan nodded with a smile, "Go to your father quickly, get more of everything, and discuss an excuse with your father."

When the two of them settled this in the kitchen, Wang Qian took Wang Zhenhe out to talk to Wang Zhenli about something.

Wang Zhenhe let his daughter pull it out without knowing it, "Jianqian, what's the matter with your third uncle?"

Wang Qian took him to a place where there was no one, and both of them flashed into the space. "Dad, these fruits are ripe. Let's give them to Grandpa Chen and my brother to eat. Don't you have a better excuse to find the third uncle. Let's let them eat secretly when we go home. No one can tell The eldest sister is coming back. They don't know how happy they are when they see fruit at home.

Wang Zhenhe looked at the little girl's delicate little look and patted her forehead, "Daughter, is it because my father is not thoughtful, or is our family Qianqian smart? Then let's hurry up and pick out everything."

The two of them didn't come back from the outside until dark. Wang Zhenhe came back with a big basket in his hand, which was full of fruit.

Mingyuan and others were a little anxious. Seeing that their sister came back so late, they were still carrying the basket and wondering what was in it.

"Dad, I'm just waiting for you to eat, but what did you bring back? It's such a big basket."

Wang Zhenhe mysteriously pulled everyone in the family down and repeated the little daughter's lies again. Mingyuan and Mr. Chen nodded understandingly, "Don't worry, let's just eat. No matter who asks us, we won't say it."

Mingyuan nodded in favor, "Grandpa Chen is right. If there is delicious food, we will hide it and eat it, so we won't go out to talk about it."

Zhang Lan washed all the fruits brought back by the two masters. Before dinner, everyone ate a big bloody peach first. Mingyuan's little mouth was full of red juice, and his mouth kept shouting, "It's delicious. It's really delicious. It's better than what I bought in the city. The fruit here is still delicious."

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