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By the time Tang Lin realized what was happening, she had already finished the medicine. The bitter taste frightened her so much that she burst into tears, tears streaming down her face like beads from a broken string.

Seeing this, Han Suniang immediately brought a small wooden bowl filled with water and said, "Give the child some water."

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Lin Xiya took the bowl and gently fed Tang Lin a mouthful.

Tang Lin smacked her lips, as if she could feel the sweetness of the water. She immediately stopped crying and revealed an innocent smile.

When the people nearby saw this scene, they all praised Tang Lin for being so well behaved.

Lin Mo couldn't help but complain: How can I not be obedient?

I just quietly dissolved some sugar in water. I didn't dare give the child too much, so I just scraped a little bit out. The water is sweet, so she will definitely stop crying.

Lin Mo also felt quite proud.

Seeing that the others had almost finished drinking, he stood up and called Tang Qing and the others to go out and play: "Let's go, let's go play."

Upon hearing this, Tang Qing immediately nodded.

Outside the house, the sunlight penetrated the clouds and sprinkled dappled light on the yard, bringing a hint of warmth and dispelling the lingering chill of the morning.

Lin Mo quietly handed the divided candies to Tang Qing and Tang Xin, and handed the smaller piece of candy that had been scraped off to Tang Shan.

He glanced at the last half of the candy in his hand, thinking secretly how to distribute it.

At this time, Lin Sizhe came over, looked at Lin Mo steadily, and asked, "Third brother, do you have any candy?"

Lin Mo smiled, split the candy in his hand in half, and handed half to Lin Sizhe: "Come, let's share it."

Lin Sizhe took the candy and a happy smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you, Third Brother."

Lin Sizhe licked the candy in his hand, as if he had tasted the most delicious thing in the world.

Lin Mo looked at his satisfied expression and laughed too.

Lin Mo saw that everyone was staring at him. Recalling that he was the one who asked them to come out and play, and looking at their expectant eyes, Lin Mo felt a little overwhelmed. He really didn't know what game to play.

It’s better to take them to the backyard and play in the mud and let them help you accomplish your great task.

No, no.

Lin Mo shook his head. Everyone was injured now. If he did this, the capitalists would cry when they saw him. That was not good. He would let them play with mud tomorrow.

What should we play then?

Lin Mo looked down at his chest. The red line that was inadvertently exposed swayed gently in the breeze, as if it was some kind of subtle revelation.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had found the key to solving the problem.

"Wait for me for a moment, I'll be back soon."

Lin Mo said to Tang Qing and the others, then turned around and ran back to the room.

Lin Sizhe followed him curiously.

He stood at the door, watching Lin Mo rummaging through his small box, his heart full of doubts.

After a while, Lin Mo took out six round oak beans from the box, carefully put them in his arms, with a proud smile on his face.

"Hey hey hey, I found it!"

Lin Mo muttered to himself excitedly, then turned and walked out of the room.

Lin Sizhe hurried forward and asked curiously, "Brother, what did you do when you came into the room just now? What are you holding in your hand?"

Lin Mo smiled and said, "This is the acorn my uncle gave me. I want to teach you how to make an acorn flute. Do you want to learn?"

When Lin Sizhe heard this, he immediately jumped up excitedly: "I want to learn."

Lin Mo walked into the kitchen quietly. He went straight to Han Suniang who was busy, holding the acorns carefully in his hand.

"Mom, could you please make a small cut for each of them?"

Lin Mo's eyes were full of anticipation.

Han Suniang looked up at the acorn in her son's hand and smiled gently: "Okay, I'll help you."

She took the acorns, picked up a small knife skillfully, and cut a tiny cut on each acorn with quick and accurate movements.

"You're still young, so don't try to do things like holding a knife casually, okay?"

While Han Suniang was busy, she did not forget to remind Lin Mo.

Lin Mo nodded seriously: "I understand, Mom, I will be careful."

He took the opened acorn bean, already thinking of his next plan.

Leaving the kitchen, Lin Mo ran excitedly to the yard. Tang Qing, Tang Xin, Tang Shan and Lin Sizhe were waiting for him in front of the stone table.

Lin Mo gave Tang Qing, Tang Xin, and Lin Sizhe an acorn each, and took out a small tool specially made for him by his uncle from his arms - a set of simple drilling tools.

"Here, this is what my uncle made for me. We can use it to make an acorn flute!" Lin Mo showed it proudly.

Tang Qing touched the acorn and gadget in his hand curiously: "How do you play this?"

"It's very simple. I'll teach you."

Lin Mo said this and began to demonstrate.

He first hollowed out the acorn, fixed it on a small tool, and then carefully drilled a few small holes in the acorn with a fine needle. Although his movements were clumsy, his eyes were focused.

In a short while, a simple acorn flute was completed.

"See, that's it." Lin Mo blew a breath, and the oak bean flute made a crisp and slightly rough sound.

Tang Qing and the others widened their eyes, their faces filled with surprise.

Lin Mo handed the finished product to Tang Shan.

Then, he patiently instructed the others on how to operate and adjust the position of the holes.

Lin Mo looked at the clumsy people and felt secretly happy.

Haha, I was bullied by my cousin before, and now it’s finally my turn to bully others.

Lin Mo was secretly proud in his heart, but he still maintained a gentle smile on his face.

While a few people were scratching their heads, Lin Mo took out the oak beans and started making new ones. He planned to make two today to give to Xing'er and Hua'er.

After some effort, Tang Qing, Tang Xin and Lin Sizhe also successfully made their own oak bean flutes.

Lin Mo checked their works one by one and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, all good."

"Next, I'll teach you how to blow it."

Lin Mo stood aside, listening to the music played by several people, and his heart was filled with unprecedented satisfaction and sense of accomplishment.

As night fell, the Lin family returned home under the cover of darkness. At the dinner table, Zhao Yue'e took the opportunity to arrange accommodation for Lin Xiya and others.

She whispered to Tang Xin softly, "Xinxin, you should sleep with Xing'er and Hua'er tonight. I'll feel more at ease if you three girls can look after each other."

Hearing this, Tang Xin nodded obediently and replied, "I understand, Grandma."

Xing Er, who was standing by, assured, "Grandma, I will take good care of my sisters."

Zhao Yue'e turned her gaze to Lin Xiya again: "Ya'er, you can sleep with the two little ones, Tang Shan and Tang Lin. The eldest one will sleep with me tonight."

Lin Xiya: "Okay, Mom."

After arranging everything, Zhao Yue'e was still worried and warned Xing'er and the others:

"It's cold tonight, so remember to cover yourself with the quilts and don't catch a cold. Especially Hua'er, she always likes to kick off the quilt. You have to pay attention to her tonight and help her cover the quilt more often."

Chapter 136 But what he said makes sense