Sweet 80s

The two children looked around.

Dabao asked curiously: "Where did you hit?"

Ji Xiaoguang shook his head in confusion: "I don't know."

"It must have hit something, otherwise there wouldn't be any noise." After saying that, Dabao looked along the trajectory of the stone bullet.

The rabbit cage was made by Lin Xiangdong using thin iron wires, and the gaps between them are very small.

This is to avoid encountering the rabbit's natural enemy - the weasel.

The common name of the yellow weasel is weasel, which mainly feeds on small mammals such as mice and hares.

The weasel is usually 28-40 cm long and weighs about 210-1200 grams.

Due to their small size, weasels can easily enter any cage with a larger gap.

It often attacks poultry at night, first sucking their blood, and then eating their internal organs and bodies.

So when Ji Xiaoguang suggested practicing with the rabbit in the cage, Dabao did not stop him.

This is because he knew that with the opponent's aiming ability, the chance of the target penetrating the tiny wire mesh and hitting the rabbit was much smaller than that of hitting rhubarb.

But the "bullet" was indeed fired, but I couldn't see clearly where it hit.

Perhaps Ji Xiaoguang still had a psychological trauma from the last time he accidentally knocked down a hornet's nest while taking out bird eggs. He asked Dabao carefully, "Is it another hornet's nest?"

"What are you thinking about? Why are there wasps in my house? Hiss~ But..."

Just as Dabao was trying to determine the location of the object that was hit based on the source of the sound, Dahuang timidly walked out from the wall next to the chicken coop.

It whimpered softly and its body trembled, showing obvious weakness and uneasiness.

"Dahuang." Dabao's voice made it lick its nose and mouth a few times.

His ears also pricked up, relieving his nervousness.

"Do you know where the stone hit just now?" Dabao squatted down and touched the dog's head.

Dahuang's tail also stood up and swayed gently in the air.

"Haha, are you stupid? If you talk to a dog, can it understand?"

Dabao ignored Ji Xiaoguang's ridicule and continued to comfort Dahuang.

After a dozen seconds, Dahuang's fear was gone.

I saw it standing up, with its two front paws resting on Dabao's legs, then it put them down and turned to run towards the porch of the inner room.

Woof. Woof.

Dahuang roared twice at the clay jars placed on both sides of the door to the inner room.

Then he lay motionless in front of a jar with a wide mouth and a deep belly, like a fat and bloated local tycoon.

There is a wide rain shelter on the roof in front of the porch, which protects it from the sun and rain and provides cool and ventilated conditions on weekdays.

Wang Shuping's pickled duck eggs, boiled eggs and other pickled vegetables for rice are placed in the corridors on both sides of the door.

Dabao followed the puppy's footsteps and walked over, and sure enough, there were a few pieces of clay tiles fallen in the lower middle position behind an old-fashioned liver-colored earthenware jar.

And this is the jar that Wang Shuping just made to hold the eggs.

Fortunately, this is not a container for soup or else it would be exposed in a second.

Dabao stared at the broken jar, at a loss.

Ji Xiaoguang also ran over, took a look, turned around in surprise and asked: "Is your mother a ruthless person?"

"My mother never really hit me, she just threatened me."

"What about your dad?"

"Nor have I."

Ji Xiaoguang nodded seriously, and Dabao thought that the other party was going to give him some advice.

Unexpectedly, he turned around and ran away after saying that.

"Then your childhood should be almost complete..."

Dabao was left alone there, and all that replayed in his little head were the harsh words his parents had said.

Why is the sky falling again?!

Dabao squatted on the ground with his head covered, picking up broken tiles and gesturing on the broken can.

The puppy lay quietly by the side, with its two round black eyes raised upwards.

It seemed that he could sense the solemn and helpless mood of his little master at the moment, and he also looked lost.

After thinking hard for a long time, Dabao suddenly had an inspiration and came up with a brilliant idea.

Then he picked up the tiles one by one.

The material of the earthenware jar is mainly clay. Even if it is broken, it will not break into powder and can basically remain in small pieces.

He put the broken pieces back in place carefully and gently.

Then he carefully observed the situation from all angles, making sure there were no clues at first glance, and only then did he feel a little relieved.

But the jar is broken, and no matter how clever the disguise is, it will be exposed one day.

His little head started to have evil ideas again.

Since Lin Xiangdong had a big prejudice against Yan Dahai, he waited outside the door just like last time, and asked Wang Shuping to bring Erbao to bring Yan Shengnan out.

"Send Nannan back before dark, you don't have to worry." Wang Shuping didn't like Yan's mother, whom she had only met a few times, and didn't say much to her.

Yan's mother was very warm and easy-going.

"No, no, it's all thanks to you and Xiangdong's help last time, otherwise something terrible would have happened. Besides, you're Nannan's aunt, we have nothing to worry about."

Wang Shuping stopped talking and just smiled politely at the other party in response.

After the three of them left, Yan's mother curled her lips and turned to complain to the neighbors who came out.

"Humph, did you see that? It must have been her frivolous mother's idea. Now, she is trying every possible way to snatch Nan Nan away and fulfill his daydream, bah!"

After this incident, Yan Shengnan seemed to have become more sensible. The first thing he said when he saw Lin Xiangdong was to ask about the injury on his arm.

Lin Xiangdong smiled and raised his hand to show her: "It's healed a long time ago, just a little skin broken, Nannan, that time, actually your parents..."

"I know, uncle. They were just joking."

Although he said this, the sadness in his eyes could not be faked.

"Yes, they play theirs and we play ours."

Wang Shuping felt very distressed when she saw Yan Shengnan lowering her head to hide her sadness and rubbing the corner of her clothes, so she walked up to her and pulled her hand.

"Come on, I'll take you for a good stroll. I remember you like sweet food, so how about we try some honey three-knife, glutinous rice sticks, peach cakes, and sesame balls today?"

"Well, thank you, aunt and uncle."

"And me." Erbao stood on tiptoe and stretched his neck to echo.

"Okay, then I also want to thank my second brother."

“No, no.” Erbao stretched out his chubby little hands and waved them in the air.

"I mean, mom, you still have to take me to play and eat together."

"What you are talking about is nonsense. If we don't take you with us, can we just throw you on the roadside?" Lin Xiangdong rolled his eyes at Erbao.

Then he pulled his youngest son up and put him around his neck, let the second child sit on his shoulders and ran forward quickly.

"Run slower so you don't fall..."

"Hahaha, my little uncle is so cute, just like a child."

Wang Shuping smiled with her lips pursed, feeling deeply moved that even her niece could see it.

Lin Xiangdong's thoughts are often simple and pure, without much scheming or scheming.

His mature appearance hides an innocent heart, and this childishness has become his unique charm.

The half-day happy hour soon came to an end.

With meticulous care and companionship, Yan Shengnan's mood has improved significantly.

Jumping and dancing with laughter, he relieved himself of all the stress and temporarily returned to the childlike innocence that he should have at this age.

As agreed, after Wang Shuping sent Yan Shengnan home, she bought some cooked food on the street to save the trouble of cooking.

I originally thought that Dabao must be having a great time playing with his friends at home.

But once they entered the door, the clean and quiet environment in the courtyard exceeded the couple's expectations.

Even the chicken troughs and rabbit cages were cleaned very cleanly.

"Dabao, we are back. Have you finished your homework?"

Wang Shuping shouted something into the room, and Dabao then put the books in his hands in order and slowly stood up from his desk.

"I've already finished it. I'm preparing for tomorrow's homework."

I have already finished writing, previewing, and doing my homework.

The appearance rate of these three words in the Lin family is lower than that of wasps.

Children's 'great wisdom' is often just 'little cleverness' in the eyes of their parents.

But it is definitely not a bad thing that Dabao can take the initiative to learn. Even if he is pretending to do so to cover up his mistakes, at least he is willing to pretend.

In mid-May, the sunset timeline is lengthened.

After dinner, the couple were busy with housework while the two little ones were playing in the yard.

Dabao knew it very well that if he was acting, he had to act it out completely.

Before his family came back, he hid a tin frog behind a clay pot.

The tin frog is green all over with patterns on its body. As long as the spring is tightened, the frog can flutter on the ground for a while.

This was one of his brother’s favorite toys, and he knew that Erbao would go to great lengths to get the frog out from the back of the jar.

Thus, a 'conspiracy' began...