Picked Up A Small Cannon Fodder

The baby's crying alarmed everyone instantly, and the whole family quickly put down what they were doing and ran over.

Little Trumpet sat on the sofa and sobbed, and the child beside him was a little at a loss. Seeing so many people running over, he tugged at the corner of his clothes uncomfortably.

Feng Hao saw the dark child at first sight, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to teach this child who bullied his younger brother a lesson.Jiang Fang grabbed him, "I don't know what's going on yet."

Wei Yingran walked over and hurriedly hugged the little trumpet in her arms, "Don't cry, baby, what's the matter?"

The little horn was sobbing, he was completely sleepy and dazed, and he had forgotten why he was crying until now, anyway, he just felt that there was one thing he couldn't remember, and the little baby was particularly wronged.

Little Heiwa scratched her head, with an innocent and nervous expression on her face, "Grandpa Wei, I didn't say anything, I asked who he was, and he started crying. What's wrong with him."

Wei Yingran knew this child, he was the child of their neighbor.Although he usually gets angry with his grandparents when he is a bit skinny, but he has no bad intentions, and he is not the kind of kid who likes to bully others.

Facing the child's questioning, Wei Yingran was also very puzzled. He wiped away his tears on the little horn, and then looked at the little horn.

"Baby, tell grandpa why you are crying."

Little Trumpet wiped his tears with his hands in a nonchalant way, and he hiccupped from crying, "Baby... who is baby?"

He remembered why he cried, because the child next to him asked who he was, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Wei Yingran couldn't laugh or cry, grandma came over and wiped Xiao Horn's face with a wet towel. After Xiao Horn wiped his face, the uncomfortable feeling of not waking up was relieved.

But the whole person was still sluggish, and grandma smiled and looked at him, "It's because I fell asleep, it will be fine in a while."

Sure enough, just like what grandma said, the little speaker woke up after a while.When I asked him what happened just now, he vaguely said that he had some impressions but he couldn't remember very clearly.

Hei Wazi Wang Jinxue patted his chest exaggeratedly, heaving a sigh of relief, "I was scared to death, I thought I made people cry."

Once the matter is clarified, it will be fine. Little Trumpet and Hei Wazi are only one year older, so they can be regarded as the same age.

Two children should be able to play together.

Little Trumpet looked at this face-faced little brother, biting into his mouth the plum his grandma gave him.He didn't dare to take too much of a mouthful, he had eaten this thing, it was so sour, the big baby was so sour, and the little trumpet recalled the first time he ate plums, and the way he happily took a big bite was a moment of fear.

Compared with him, what Wang Jinxue ate was not so delicate, and he gnawed on it.Sour water gushed out of Xiao Trumpan's mouth, for his elder brother, "You eat like this... sour!"

The little trumpet shook and proved how sour this thing was with actions. Wang Jinxue chuckled, "Have you never eaten it? This is a banana plum. It's sweet."

banana?

The little trumpet looked at the yellow plum, no, no, it's a plum!

Wang Jinxue took a big bite on purpose, "You follow me, like me."

The small speaker continued to vibrate, and the vibrating frequency became faster.

Wang Jinxue was amused and laughed, "What are you doing?"

Little Trumpet didn't know that he was making a fool of himself, so he said solemnly, "That way... if you take a big bite, the baby will tremble."

He has a high awareness of safety, so he won't eat it no matter what Wang Jinxue says.

Wang Jinxue gnawed his own angrily, and then clapped his hands, "All right, if you don't eat it, don't eat it."

He took two plums and ran into the kitchen, for which he knew all too well.

The old couple is boiling water in the kitchen instead of using gas.It is the most primitive way of burning wood to boil water, which is hot in the kitchen.Wang Jinxue raised his feet to touch the kitchen knife.

Wei Yingran was taken aback, "You leave it alone, I'll do it, children don't use the knife."

Wang Jinxue grinned, "Grandpa Wei, have you forgotten that I started cooking when I was three years old?"

It's early for children to suffer, let alone take a kitchen knife, it's easy to cook a meal.

Even so, Wei Yingran still took the knife in his hand, "What do you want to do, I will help you."

"Okay." He stretched out his hand to reveal two plums, "Grandpa Wei, cut them in half and pick out the core."

Wei Yingran saw that it was a plum growing on his own mountain?The last fruit farmer transferred all the fruit trees, and this year's fruit is full of fruits hanging on the trees.But they don't know how to take care of it. I heard Xiao Heiwa said that last year's fruit farm's fruit was much larger than this year's, and a group of their friends even went to steal the fruit.

"Hey, I still need to cut a plum. You have to carve a flower." Wei Yingran said, but his hands still didn't stop, and he finished the plum according to Heiwazi's instructions.

Hei Wazi was happily holding the cut plums, he was sweating all over after being in the kitchen for a while.Heiwazi wiped off his sweat, "Grandpa, grandma, what are you doing?"

Wei Yingran smiled, "Your elder brother Li said that his shoulder hurts. Let's boil some water to soak his feet."

This is still a habit formed by the old couple after they came. There are many old people in this village.I also know a lot. The old people here like to go to the back mountain to dig a kind of medicinal material, boil hot water every day to soak their feet.The minor physical ailments that I experienced day after day disappeared, and my legs no longer hurt and my waist no longer hurts.

The old couple decided to give Xiao Lin a try.

Heiwazi let out an "oh" before turning around and going out.

He was holding a plum in his hand, and the little trumpet was sitting on the sofa shaking his feet, humming an incomprehensible song.Hei Wazi mysteriously walked up to the small trumpet and stretched out his hand, "Try it."

Little Trumpet's eyes widened, "What is this?"

Hei Wazi looked at the plate of plums on the table with a guilty conscience, "This is a banana."

Little Trumpet observed carefully, "You lied!"

Heiwazi's heart skipped a beat, as expected, he was exposed.

"Bananas aren't like that."

Heiwazi bit the bullet and said, "This is a new type of banana, only available in our village. You haven't eaten it before."

"Wow!" The little trumpet stared instantly, "Baby wants to eat, wants to eat."

Hei Wazi breathed a sigh of relief, this is too easy to deceive.

"Here you are." He handed out half a plum.

The small horns were all stuffed into the mouth, the cheeks bulged and chewed, it was sweet and delicious!

The little trumpet instantly fell in love with this kind of thing, "Banana! Baby still eats it!"

Hei Wazi was very proud, and he said that his younger brother would definitely like to eat this kind of food.He himself liked to eat it, and Hei Wazi swelled instantly, "You call me brother and I'll eat it for you."

The little baby is a very unscrupulous baby, "Brother, brother, brother!"

The two real brothers who were sent to buy salt and soy sauce at the canteen at the entrance of the village heard it, and they looked at each other and walked in.The originally arrogant Heiwazi withered in an instant, Feng Hao walked up to the two of them, "What are you doing?"

Little Trumpet said heartlessly, "Brother, give me a banana!"

Feng Hao looked around for a week, but there were no bananas.

Little Trumpet went to pick Heiwazi's hand, "Banana is in brother's hand! Baby still eats it!"

Hei Wazi opened his hand embarrassingly, and there was no banana in his hand.It is clearly a banana plum.

Hei Wazi explained, "I said this banana plum is sweet and has a banana flavor. But my brother didn't believe it, so he didn't dare to eat it. I cut it open for him, and he dared to eat it."

The person is not big, and there are many ghost ideas.

Heiwazi was very lively in front of the small speakers, but he was very reserved when facing the two older children.

Feng Hao took the two and a half plums from Heiwazi's hand, and then said to the small speaker that my brother will perform a magic trick for you.

Jiang Fang hooked the corners of his mouth, but also saw that the little trumpet was deceived.A magic trick, three masters, only one victim.

Feng Hao held half a "banana" in one hand, and chanted a spell casually.Then I pressed two pieces of "banana" together, and the two semicircles formed a ball. The little speaker opened his mouth wide and watched this miraculous change in surprise.

He looked at the things in his brother's hand, and then at the plate on the table, clapped his hands and said, "My brother turned 'banana' into plums."

God, my brother is amazing.

The innocent appearance of the little trumpet made everyone feel guilty when they lied to him. Hei Wazi first confessed, "I'm sorry, I lied to you. That's not a banana, that's a plum. I asked Grandpa Wei to cut it up, you See if you don't feel sour after eating."

The little trumpet smacked his lips, really!The baby didn't shake either, it wasn't a sour plum.

The little baby suddenly regained his interest in plums, but he couldn't hold back from the beginning.The small plate of plums was almost eaten up by the trumpet, and he had to look around after eating.

Grandpa put the plums in the refrigerator, out of his reach, and sat in front of the refrigerator with a small stool to swallow his saliva.

This look really makes me reluctant to say anything.

But eating too many plums is always bad, and no one helped him get them.Let the small horn not eat, drooling.

When it was time to finish eating, the weather was hot and everyone had no desire to eat.But there are enough fruits here, besides the plums on the mountain, there are also watermelons, tomatoes and cucumbers at home.These summers are the best to eat, they are full and cool.

Everyone sat in the yard and enjoyed the natural evening breeze. When the old couple built the house, they planned to enjoy the cool summer and watch the stars.

Several rocking chairs slipped away, and Hei Wazi was dragged back by his grandmother long ago by his ears.Little Trumpet hugged a piece of watermelon and gnawed with relish, which briefly made up for his disappointment that he didn't eat the plum.

Wei Yingran coughed lightly, "Who wants to go up the mountain with me tomorrow."

Grandma pissed off her wife, "The child is finally on vacation. Why do you have to go up the mountain? You've built a broken mountain and it's not over yet."

Feng Hao subconsciously avoided his grandfather's gaze, he didn't want to climb the mountain.Climbing the mountain is too tiring, and there are only grass and trees on the mountain, which is not fun at all.

Jiang Fang thought so too.

Only the small trumpet responded positively, and he raised his hands high, "I! I! I'm going!"

The old man was very relieved, "Okay, then let Xiao Trumpet go with me! Baby, we have to get up early tomorrow and climb up the mountain while the weather is cool."

Little Trumpet had never climbed a mountain before, and he was still very happy, not knowing what he was about to face.

He nodded cheerfully, "Okay, then when shall we go?"

Wei Yingran thought about it, and now it's early morning, "Why don't we start at five o'clock."

The little trumpet was stunned for a moment, how could this happen, he performed a set of Tai Chi anxiously, and finally stretched out seven fingers.

He wants to tell grandpa, no, it's too early, the baby gets up at seven for school!