Tree Hole Self-Rescue Guide

On a familiar street, someone will call out your name with all the tenderness...

Wang Changling received a call from his son a few days ago and finished his work ahead of schedule. He has been preparing for the barbecue party. He went to his friend's store early in the morning to load the pre-ordered meat barbecue materials into the trunk and hurried to Mo Yang's house.

"Changling is here. You haven't eaten yet, right? Your Aunt Li is warming up the food for you in the pot. Go and eat it quickly." Mo Yang took Xiaohua for a walk to help digest his food.

"Uncle Mo, we're having a barbecue today, so I brought some ingredients. I'll move them to the refrigerator first. It's too hot, and the meat will easily go bad if left outside." Wang Changling took out a few foam boxes from the car and walked into the house carrying them.

“Gu Ye, Qiu Bai, go help your Uncle Wang.” Mo Yang directed the two people who had just finished their meal.

"Uncle Wang, let's do it." Pei Qiubai took the foam box from Wang Changling's hand, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"Uncle Wang, Brother Wang is still eating. I'll move the rest. You should go and eat. If you go too late, only the buns with leek and egg filling will be left." Gu Ye picked up the remaining foam boxes and followed Pei Qiubai.

“The buns stuffed with chives and eggs are also delicious.”

Mo Yang served Wang Changling a bowl of dumplings and sat on the sofa to chat with Wang Changling.

"You are a fool, aren't you? Why are you giving me money for helping? Isn't it natural to help and feed someone?"

Li Yue, who was sitting in the other corner of the sofa reading a book, took off her reading glasses and went to the kitchen to get a bottle of vinegar for Wang Changling.

"Changling is a simple-minded person, so you should just be happy. Aren't you always jealous of old man Ling's son who runs a company and makes a lot of money? Changling is also a big boss, why don't you adopt Changling as your godson." Li Yue looked at Wang Changling who was concentrating on eating dumplings with loving eyes.

"Then I think it depends on whether Changling will give me this opportunity." Mo Yang threw the difficult question to the jealous Wang Changling.

"Changling, your uncle Mo and I only have one child, Zhizhi's mother. You've also told us about your situation. We would be happy to accept you as our godson, so that we can have a place to eat and chat during festivals.

Wang Can is also a cheerful and thoughtful child, and we don't mind having more children. Zhizhi's family also has no objection. In short, we are the winners in this matter." Li Yue pulled out the chair opposite Wang Changling, looked at Wang Changling and expressed her thoughts.

"Aunt Li, how could I be your godson? It's good enough that Wang Can can study with Zhichun and not make things worse." Wang Changling was moved by the sudden sincere analysis.

People who have walked alone in the dark for a long time will hesitate more when they see the light, because they don’t know whether they are still qualified to touch that warmth and whether they will swallow up the light.

"Wang Can is smart and eager to learn. He may seem noisy, but he is more careful than anyone else. You have raised the child very well. We trust you."

"I had a difficult labor when I gave birth to Wanwan, but I recovered later. I wanted to give Wanwan a brother or sister to keep her company. But your uncle Mo refused to agree. We have only had one child for so many years, and usually the children from the village are left here to be taken care of, but other people's children have to go home sooner or later.

When people get old, they like to be in a lively atmosphere. If you agree, we will have dinner tonight and tell everyone. If you don't agree, I will treat you as a child just like your uncle Mo, and you can come to our house often when you are free. Don't force fate."

When you are middle-aged, you have parents and children. Good health is more important than anything else. Among the thousands of lights in the house, who wouldn't want to have a light that lights up for you?

Wang Changling put down the chopsticks in his hand, pulled out the chair, and bowed to Li Yue and Mo Yang.

"As long as you don't dislike me, I'm willing. Uncle Mo, Aunt Li."

"That's a deal, son. I also have a son who is a big boss, and a smart grandson. Hahaha, I don't think Old Man Ling can be more arrogant than me. He looks down on me all day long. Humph!" Mo Yang patted the sofa cushion excitedly. After fighting with Old Man Ling for so many years, he finally got back on his feet.

"That's all you can achieve." Li Yue laughed as she looked at Mo Yang's smug look.

"Changling, from now on just call us mom and dad like Wanwan does. Don't call us godfather or godmother. It sounds awkward."

"Okay, come on, Mom, let's go pick some watermelons. The kids can't wait."

The children lying outside the door naturally heard the conversation clearly. Mo Zhichun patted Wang Can's arm.

"Cousin, call me cousin."

"And me, I'm younger than you, and I'm your cousin. Cousin, don't forget to give me red envelopes during the New Year. Hehehe." Gu Ye interrupted.

"Cousin, I'm willing to call you cousin. As for my cousin, you are my cousin. We don't give red envelopes to distant relatives." Wang Can ran towards the melon field.

The wandering little turtle and the old turtle met a naive Chinese rural dog and were warmly invited into its home. Other small animals also lived in this home, including a smart and cunning fox, an elegant deer, a cheerful husky, a kind rabbit... Now that this place has its own place, the duckweed suddenly took root, and the soul that had been wandering for many years found a place to live.

The more ties he has with this world, the happier his father will be. He finally doesn't need to revolve around himself and lose himself...

The noisy chirping of cicadas drowned out the boy's quick footsteps, but the corners of his slightly raised mouth could not be lowered. He had no place to put his strength, so he squatted by the field and waited for everyone to arrive and start working.

"Cousin, don't you know the idiom 'growing in a melon field and under a plum tree?'" Gu Ye took the basket and placed it at the edge of the field, then squatted down.

"I heard from grandma that watermelons are growing well this year, so we don't have to go out to buy watermelons this summer. We can enjoy watermelon freedom after dinner. Each of us can sit in the yard with a watermelon bowl and listen to grandpa tell stories..." Mo Zhichun described the scenes of previous years and tapped the head of a nearby watermelon, with a dull thud.

"To tell whether a watermelon is ripe, you can tap it. If it makes a dull sound, it is usually ripe. Touch the vine and gently pull it from the connection, and the watermelon will fall off. Usually you need to use scissors to help cut off the vine, because the watermelon will not taste good if it is overripe."

"If you encounter a dead watermelon, it may be ripe, and a small one may be particularly sweet. If it is a rotten watermelon, throw it on the ground, or put it in a basin, clean it up and feed it to the chickens. These are the precautions."

Xu Xiaoxiao explained on the side.

Gu Qiu drove a tricycle with Mo Wan in tow. When everyone was together, they started working.

The adults were busy picking watermelons, and the children followed behind, carrying the watermelons to the edge of the field and handing them to Mo Wan on the tricycle. Mo Wan took them and put them in a basket. Soon, the back of the tricycle was full.

Mo Wan called Wang Can and Pei Qiubai to go back and unload the melons, and drove the tricycle to the kitchen.

The watermelons were quickly sent to the kitchen. Since there was no more space in the storage room, they were placed in a row under the porch.