Everyone Pampers the Small Blessing Who Has a Spatial Pocket!

Because they were busy rushing to collect them, everyone in the Old Wang family just hurriedly took a few bites when they ate.

Many people even solved the problem directly in the fields, and Mrs. Wang called everyone home to eat.

The children are naturally happy, and the adults also take advantage of this time to rest.

"The rain might fall, but don't hesitate, let you come back to eat, not let you come back to be masters." Mrs. Wang took the lead to put down her rice bowl, and finished the rest of the tea before, at the door Take a scythe and go out.

The Wang family has 20 acres of land.

Lao Wangtou looked at Old Man Liu who was not looking very well, and smiled embarrassingly: "Well, in-laws, my old lady is not talking about you, but only about the children at home."

The old man Liu remained silent, hurriedly grabbed two mouthfuls of rice, put down the tableware and was about to leave.

"After eating, hurry up and do things." Liu Laohan said to his two sons.

Lao Wangtou hurriedly greeted: "Don't be in a hurry, eat your fill, eat meat, don't just pick up vegetables!"

Niu Dashi and Liu Ershi really wanted to eat meat, but seeing that their father hadn't eaten meat the whole time, they didn't have the nerve to do it.

In the end, the two finished the meal and went out.

The old man couldn't understand, whether this in-law family was shaking his face, or what was wrong, after all, this was their first official contact.

"Father, don't think too much." Liu Shi saw Old Wang's tangled face and said, "My father doesn't have any bad intentions, he is—"

"I know, but I think your dad has a similar temperament to your grandma."

Although the words on the lips are not so pleasant, they are not casual, and most of them are reasonable.

All are practical.

Because of this, Lao Wangtou actually had a good impression of the relatives who met for the first time.

"Don't delay too long, it will be bad when it rains." Lao Wangtou looked at the children at home again, "Don't go out in the afternoon, guard the food at home, and quickly collect the food when you hear thunderstorms. Get up, you know?"

Wang Dalang: "I know, grandpa, leave the house to us."

Grab harvest, not only to grab the land, but also to grab the family dam.

Otherwise, if a thunderstorm falls, the grain that is dried on the dam will germinate in less than two days if it is not harvested in time and soaked in the rain.

Not to mention the impact on the taste, there is no way to sell it.

At the end of the year, the grain is harvested twice, and the whole family lives by selling grain.

Everyone was busy, and Wang Wulang, who always wanted to speak, didn't find a chance to speak.

On the contrary, the dog left them, and they also helped to guard the food on the dam. Except for the yard in front of their own house, on the dam of the public house, the food of each family also dried a lot.

Five or six stones of grain have been dried in the yard at home, and more are on the dam.

The yard of the house was handed over to the daughters-in-law and Wang Aibao, and the children on the dam were left to guard.

The children are not guarding, but also help to pick out the straw in the rice paddy.

In this busy farming season, even the laziest child is now diligent.

As for the dog left, they like to play and play, and it didn't take long for them to get along with the children in the village who were also guarding food, and then Balabala told them about the back mountain.

It's just that in the eyes of the dog left, there is another version of this matter.

"...It should be a few bandits. My stone was accurate, and it hit the bandit's eye at once! Don't say it, he fell, and I was startled, for fear that he would come. trouble me."

The children quickly asked, "What happened after that?"

These children are all big children who can do things. Some of the children before, some cried a lot when they got home, and fell asleep when they were tired from crying.

Others were stunned, not knowing what was going on.

Just shouting and walking is tiring.

"Later, an adult came, and the adult fought with the bandits." Goutou rubbed his mouth, struggling to make it clear, "Well, anyway, I don't think there is any difference between the adults fighting and us, it's all bullshit. Pulling hair, pulling clothes, or monkeys stealing peaches are all old tricks."

Wang Wulang couldn't listen anymore.

"What are you talking about! Obviously that's not the case!" Wang Wulang stared at the dog's head, "They use martial arts, so don't talk nonsense if you don't know."

In fact, the children didn't see the dead. At first, they didn't pay attention to it. Later, Chitu didn't let them see it.

Wang Wulang did not know that someone died, but this did not prevent him from seeing the moves of Chitu and others.

Gouzu was not convinced: "What martial arts, I don't think it makes any difference to fight with those gangsters."

"Martial arts is martial arts, hey, hey, have you heard of it?" Wang Wulang said, and gestured a few times in his hand.

He studied with Chi Jia for a few months, and then with Chi Ding for a while. If nothing else, at least the gestures are a bit decent.

Seeing his gestures, the other children of Lao Wang's family couldn't help but gesture, because they have all been taught by Chi Jia, and their movements are very consistent. When several people do it together, the effect is naturally particularly bluffing.

For a time, the surrounding children were stunned.

The three Gou left brothers opened their mouths wide, which is really different.

They also want to learn.

"Wow, this is martial arts!" The eyes of the other children lit up.

Wang Wulang raised his chin: "Look, this is martial arts, where is the fight between gangsters? What you see are their claws and claws, what we see is his gestures, and you didn't see them flying around. Is it? That is Qinggong, and we will learn Qinggong soon!”

The children don't know what Qinggong is, but in Wang Goro's description, they know, oh, that is to fly like a bird.

So everyone pestered Wang Wulang and the others, wanting them to teach them a trick and a half.

Wang Dalang watched his younger brothers, turned into a little gentleman, and began to teach everyone how to squat.

"Squatting on a horse is a basic skill, but we have been squatting for two or three months! At first, we were able to squat for an hour and a half. Now, even if we squat for a long time, I will not feel tired. This is the foundation." What Wang Wulang said Naturally exaggerated, but his brother didn't dismantle him.

For a time, the Bazi was full of children squatting on horses.

Looking at the people who looked at them with admiration, Wang Wulang couldn't be more proud, but he faintly felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

Forget it, what can be forgotten means that it should not be important.

Only Xiao Ayu looked at her brothers, her little eyes blinking and blinking.

Thinking in my heart, I don't know how Uncle Rabbit and the others are now.

They didn't come back to eat, they would be hungry.

At this time, Chitu and the others had complex expressions on their faces.

"A thousand-pound holy dragon?" Is there such a thing in the world?

They have seen giant pythons that weigh hundreds of pounds, and they can entangle people to death.

What does a thousand pounds look like?

Chi Ding said: "I am afraid that this group of people is not good, and the Youlong Clan must not let go. Chima, hurry up and report this to the young master and his wife!"

One person took the lead: "Yes!"

That afternoon, Hu Xiaoliu, the second son of the village chief, was going to feed the livestock as usual.

There are not only cattle and sheep, but also donkeys, and horses on the old Wang's carriage.

It was the old Wang's family who asked them to take care of it first, because only the village chief's livestock stall was spacious enough.

"Patta!" The hay in Hu Xiaoniu's hand fell to the ground.

"Not good! Uncle Wang's horse is gone!"