Baiyue Cave Master

Walking out of Secretary Liu's house, facing the night sea breeze, strolling along the country road, slowly returning to Liu Mei's home,

There are gentle beauties, intoxicatingly fresh seafood, and magnificent scenery here, which really make Wang Yuanchao obsessed.

Although it is fascinating, in Wang Yuanchao's heart, Xiaowanghai Village is just a journey in his life. He can stop here for a while, but he will not stay here.

Wang Yuanchao and his group stayed in Xiaowanghai Village for a week and had a comfortable vacation. Then they filled a truck with sea fish and rushed back to the Hongqi Brigade.

On the way back this time, the three people who came out also brought Liu Wanyou to face Liu Jing,

This time, Liu Jing went to the Hongqi Brigade with Liu Wanyou to get married, bringing her household registration booklet and a letter of introduction.

Although the cab was a bit crowded, the journey was still good, and due to the weather,

On the way back this time, Qiu Wu drove faster. When he arrived at the red brick factory, he saved three hours on the way home compared to before.

Transport the marine fish to the cold storage, and fill it up.

Wang Yuanchao still sent all the remaining fish that could not be packed to the canteen to provide extra meals for the employees of the Red Brick Factory.

Then, Liu Wanyou took his partner Liu Jing to settle down.

Wang Yuanchao returned to his office and began to deal with the work left over from this period of time.

Autumn is deepening, and when I look back, another season has passed. Time passes by everyone in the same way, and everyone passes through time in the same way.

Time passed quickly and it was 1975. Wang Yuanchao was already 24 years old that year and had been the director of the red brick factory of Hongqi Brigade for more than five years.

Under the leadership of Wang Yuanchao, the Red Brick Factory benefited from the rapid development of small rural enterprises and collective enterprises.

In recent years, the red brick factory's products have been in short supply. Except for Wang Yuanchao's refusal to add a large production line and expand production capacity, which caused some cadres to complain, other aspects of the factory have been successful.

Especially in terms of local connections, Wang Yuanchao can be said to have deep roots.

Although relying on the relationships cultivated over the years, even if the production line is increased and the production capacity is expanded, with Wang Yuanchao's current strength, he is not so afraid of people coming to pick the fruits.

But for Wang Yuanchao, who was destined to leave in a few years, stability was more important than anything else. After all, the people of the Red Flag Brigade had made a lot of money over the years.

Now the life of the Red Flag Brigade has become a benchmark in all parts of Heilongjiang Province, and it is a life that everyone envy.

So Wang Yuanchao is now content to spend his days in the Red Flag Brigade, and he goes to Xiaowanghai Village several times a year for vacation.

Wang Yuanchao is very satisfied with this kind of enjoyable life except that it is not very convenient to travel far.

As soon as he got to work in the morning, Wang Yuanchao spent more than two hours, slowly and steadily reviewing and issuing the approval documents.

Wang Yuanchao, who had nothing to do, walked out of the gate of the red brick factory and went towards his home, intending to go home to have a meal and take a nap, and then show up at the red brick factory in the afternoon. The day passed like this.

As a result, as soon as Wang Yuanchao entered the courtyard, two little bombs came running and pounced directly on Wang Yuanchao's thighs, shouting

"Fairy Cannonball, Boom!"

In an instant, Wang Yuanchao's thighs were hugged by two small cannonballs.

Wang Yuanchao smiled as he held the two small shells in his arms and said:

"Zizi, Nuannuan, why didn't you take your brothers and sisters to play today?"

The warm and childish voice of a child rang in my ears.

"Dad, I took my younger brother and sister to pick grass for pigs today. Now they are playing at grandpa and grandma's house and didn't come home with me."

"You little guy, you're still picking pig grass. The pig grass is hitting you. Are you going to catch rabbits again?"

"Hey, Dad, that can't be done. That can't be done. We are just playing with the big and small Wang at the foot of the mountain."

The big and small Wangs are Daha and his children. There are eighteen dogs in total. Wang Yuanchao did not give them away, but raised them all at home.

Over the years, eight old dogs including Daha have died one after another and were buried by their cubs at the foot of the mountain.

The hunting dogs in our home are Wang, Dawang and Xiaowang. They were brought up by Zizi and Nuannuan since they were little.

As a result, the little ones at home took the dogs, Wang and Dawang, to run around in the mountains and rivers every day.

In addition, the villagers gave Wang Yuanchao face, and the little kids in his family have now become the leaders of the children in the village.

Every day when he goes out, he has more younger brothers and sisters following him than Wang Yuanchao.

"Baby, Nuannuan, you are six years old now.

When the village school starts next semester, Dad will send you to study."

"No, no, Dad, I don't want to go to school.

I don’t have time to play because I’m busy studying, and I still have to take care of my younger brothers and sisters at home.”

"Yeah, Dad, what's so good about school?

Our mother can teach us to read at home, but we don’t want to go to school.”

Wang Yuanchao carried the child into the house and said:

"Hey, if you don't go to school, I'll beat your butts to pieces. Let's see if you're afraid."

Zhang Yuanyuan looked at the bickering father and son and said with a smile:

"Master, if the children don't want to go to school, there's no need to rush them. It's the same if I teach them at home."

Wang Yuanchao would definitely not compromise on the issue of children's education, and he said directly:

"A loving mother often spoils her child. The child is so young and doesn't know anything. He needs to learn more than just the things in the textbooks.

Getting along with others, values, world view, social view, secular view, these all require children to learn and comprehend little by little.

As a mother, you can't let your child do whatever he wants.

Spoiling a child is like killing him. Wife, you are the mother of six children.

Will you be able to get used to it in the future?

Why have I let them do whatever they want, let them go crazy, let them have fun all these years?

This is to let them learn to take care of themselves independently from an early age.

Let them learn to think independently from an early age, have their own values ​​and views on good and evil,

So we must go to school and focus on academic performance. Only by reading more and getting along with others more can we really benefit children, understand?"

Zhang Yuanyuan looked at Wang Yuanchao, rolled her eyes, and said:

"Okay, sir, I'll listen to you. You have the final say at home."

Then he sat on the sofa and started to get angry and sulky. He had just said a few words to help his son, but was scolded by Wang Yuanchao. He felt very upset.

Suddenly Nuan Nuan said:

"Dad, today, a few people came to Grandpa and Grandma's house to look for him. They came in a jeep.

My younger brothers and sisters are still playing with grandma. Will they affect grandpa and grandma?"

The children in Wang Yuanchao's family who grew up drinking the spiritual spring water are smart and learn things very quickly.

Moreover, under the influence of Wang Yuanchao, his current thinking and way of doing things are far beyond the children of the same age.

After hearing Nuan Nuan's words, Wang Yuanchao narrowed his eyes and said:

"Come on, Dad will take you to find your brothers and sisters, and to see your grandparents."

After saying that, Wang Yuanchao held a cub in each hand and walked towards the cowshed.