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Song Yao, a primary school student who felt that he was the hope of the whole village, actively and enthusiastically devoted himself to the completion of the two-wheeled vehicle.

As for the two foreigners, he only left the impression that "these are two idiots".

I really can't care if Song Yao is not sensitive.

In fact, those two people really didn't pay much attention to him.

Moreover, the child's attention is now completely focused on "Ah, I am the hope of the whole village, I am so good, I have to work harder on myself."

He even told Zhao Xiaodong very seriously:

"I am no longer the person I used to be. As the hope of the whole village, I don't want to do this at the end. I want to control it so it won't happen again."

Zhao Xiaodong knew him well, so he exposed it ruthlessly:

"It's just because this two-wheeler is so handsome that you finished it with such care this time."

It's like the direct muffler.

Because it was not pretty and looked like a thick pipe, Song Yao had to put it off for so long, until Yuan Jiang was so noisy that he couldn't take a nap, so he took it out with a guilty conscience.

But Song Yao, the puppet arm, has never been delayed.

The sooner it is done, the more careful he is.

I can't wait to take it and polish it.

Song Yao has made every effort to make every appearance of this two-wheeled vehicle more handsome.

Now that it's coming to an end, he gets so excited day by day. If the car wasn't so big, he would have loved to sleep with it in his arms.

After being exposed, Song Yao did not feel guilty and was quite confident:

"Huh, you've never ridden a bicycle, so of course you don't know how important two-wheelers are!"

Song Yao always remembered the incident when he fell off his bicycle and was mercilessly laughed at by the county magistrate.

He said: "I must get this place back! Make the most handsome, best-looking car that can be ridden without pedaling! Let the county magistrate know how good I am!"

Zhao Xiaodong was shocked: "Yao'er, isn't the county magistrate laughing at you because of summer? It's almost winter, you are so vindictive."

He suddenly became alert: "I've scared you before, wouldn't you also bear my grudge and quietly wait for an opportunity to retaliate against me?!!"

Song Yao is completely right:

"...How, how could it be possible? Hey, don't talk about this. Let's hurry up and work hard to finish it!"

Then he worked hard for two hours and couldn't help but stare at the fruit trees on the mountain.

Autumn is the harvest season, and there are many fruit trees in Dashu Village. Although no one takes care of them and has no time to get fertilizer, these fruit trees grow freely.

Scarce fruit is just a complimentary word, most fruit trees have random meanings.

Some fruits are bitter and some are sour. Anyway, the taste is just like opening a surprise gift package. It always brings different feelings to the tongue.

In the past, when it was difficult for everyone to eat enough, this season is the season for fruit hunting.

Even last year, many people still picked them and ate them slowly.

But this year is different. The people in Dashu Village have made a lot of extra money because of fans and clock fans. Although they are not rich people, it is true that they have some spare money in their hands.

Many little girls in the village are wearing colorful and beautiful rubber bands.

Some people took the cloth and went to Zhao's house, hoping to ask Grandma Zhao to help make clothes.

This rarely happened before.

I know how to make clothes. In the past, I used to pull out fabrics and make them myself. Of course, it’s difficult to make them look pretty. At most, they are mediocre.

In the whole village, Zhao Xiaodong was the only one with good-looking clothes.

From time to time, if Grandma Zhao sees some fashionable style in the county, she can make something similar with a few tries.

Later, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong became friends. When Grandma Zhao made clothes and shoes, she would always make a set for Song Yao.

Although the height difference between the two children is a bit big, they look pretty good.

Let’s not talk about Song Yao. He is famous for being responsible for the appearance of the whole village. In the past, when the village party secretary went to meet people in the county, he would be carried out to show off.

Zhao Xiaodong followed his father. Although he was still young, he could already tell that he had long hands and long legs. Even at the age when he was having sex, he had good nutrition. He loved running, and he looked quite muscular.

In addition, he has good facial features and wears handsome and good-looking clothes, making him look like a junior officer.

The two kids wear exactly the same clothes and go out together, attracting attention wherever they go.

No, some parents who have a lot of money are tempted. Thinking that this year will be a good year and their family will make a fortune from the Song family, they will also worry about their children.

It makes me happy to think that their baby can become like Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong.

For this reason, they even spent money to ask Grandma Zhao to help.

Grandma Zhao is also happy to accept these extra money. Embroidery hurts her eyes. She usually doesn't do it for too long, but making clothes is different. This doesn't need to be as delicate as embroidery.

Doing it while chatting and gossiping is like playing for her, and she can also make money, so why not do it.

Grandma Zhao had recently made a small fortune by making clothes, so she even bought fabric boards for making hats, planning to make a hat for each of the two children.

This also shows from the side that everyone in Dashu Village is not short of money now.

Therefore, no one picks the fruits on the mountain.

Song Yao didn't pay attention at first. When he moved his neck, he raised his head and saw the fruit.

The child who liked sour food swallowed.

"Zhao Xiaodong, shall we go to the mountains to pick fruits?"

Zhao Xiaodong squinted and looked at the location:

"You want to eat that, but you can't. There's no road over there and you can't get through at all."

It's not easy to walk on untraveled roads in the mountains, especially in this season. The grass has turned yellow, and the messy thorn vines have died, blocking the way everywhere.

Just wait for people to pass by, go up and prick it to show your presence.

Song Yao's skin was tender, and every time he went out to play, his skin would turn red if he rubbed it lightly. If he walked on a road that had never been traveled, his legs and arms would be stained with blood.

Think about it as a child.

Although he was often injured, the pain in his knees was still different from the pain in his whole body. He could only look back with regret.

Yuan Jiang glanced at them, put down the wood carving in his hand, and went out silently.

It had been peaceful recently, and he gradually relaxed his vigilance.

But because of what he learned last time, whenever he followed the two children in public recently, he would hold a piece of wood in his hand and pretend that he was carving.

Although in the end he carved things like "O", "*", "\u003c" and \