The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

Those few people didn't expect the little girl to ask such a question, so they hesitated and said, most of them are in their 30s or 40s.

So, Zhao Zhitong said with disgust on his face: "Wow, I am only four and a half years old this year, and I know the importance of honesty. You are all so old, and you don't even know it. How embarrassing."

Being laughed at by a four-and-a-half-year-old doll, the faces of those few people were a little uncomfortable.

A mountain man wanted to pull Zhao Zhitong, but Sun Youwei immediately protected him behind him.

How could Zhao Zhitong be afraid of them, and he still said: "Sir, you should not be friends with people who are not honest. Now, if you are so dishonest, we can't do business with you. In the future, my uncle will not accept people from your village." Herbs!"

As he spoke, he took Sun Youwei's hand and said fiercely, "Uncle, let's go, let's go to the next village."

Sun Youwei nodded immediately, and went to collect the things on the cart.

For one thing, those villagers were obviously panicked. If Sun Youwei didn't accept their herbs, they would lose an important source of income.

Therefore, they rushed to stop them: "Doctor Sun, Doctor Sun, don't go, you don't want our herbs, who are we going to sell them to?"

"Isn't there any income in the county? You can take it to the county and sell it." Sun Youwei said with a bad face, "I think what my little nephew said is right. People who don't talk about integrity really can't be friends with each other."

Seeing that Sun Youwei was determined to leave, the villagers hurriedly called the village chief over.

In the end, they apologized quite a bit, and some angry villagers beat and scolded those mountain people who were stealing, raping and playing tricks, and the matter was over.

But Zhao Zhitong's impression of this Nha Trang was no longer good. On the way to collect the medicine, he didn't chat with them, and left immediately after collecting the herbs.

When they walked out of this mountain village, Zhao Zhitong said to Sun Youwei: "Uncle, Grandpa Bai said that it is human weakness to test people's bottom line. If you keep compromising, they will come crazy to lower your bottom line. Come on!" Seek profit for yourself.

Therefore, in the future, we have to be tougher and let them know that our bottom line cannot be touched. "

Sun Youwei looked at Zhao Zhitong who looked like a young adult in surprise, and felt that his little niece knew too much.

More importantly, what she said made a lot of sense. So, he nodded: "Okay, uncle listens to you."

So, the two went to two more villages, and they didn't return with the beautiful sunset until the evening.

After walking through several villages, Zhao Zhitong, a four-and-a-half-year-old baby, was already exhausted. On the way, he was already nestled in the bamboo basket on the cart, sleeping soundly.

Sun Mei didn't wake her up, but gently carried her into the room and put her on the bed.

When it was dinner time, before Sun Mei could call her, she woke up by herself. This time, she fell into a drowsy sleep. When she opened her eyes, she found that the sky was groggy, and she thought she had slept until the next night.

So, after being stunned for a moment, he shouted: "Wow, I missed the time to go to school! Mother, mother."

Hearing Zhao Zhitong's yell, Sun Mei hurriedly ran into the room: "What's the matter, why are you going to school, are you sleepy?"

Zhao Zhitong was sitting by the bed, still crying and wiping away his tears. Sun Daqing and the others also ran in to laugh at her, and she became even angrier and grinned at them.

After eating, a few little radish heads squatted in the yard and started playing. Sun Daqing and the others wrote on the ground the name of the county that Zhao Zhitong had just taught them.

But Zhao Zhitong was attracted by a nest of ants beside the vegetable field.

So full of curiosity, she opened up a hundred thousand whys, and asked Sun Mei at the kitchen door: "Mother, mother, what are the ants running around?"

Sun Mei: "They must be looking for something to eat."

So, Zhao Zhitong looked carefully and found several ants carrying a grain of rice.

Zhao Zhitong shook his head, and said in a childish voice of disgust: "Wow, they are so lazy, don't they cook for themselves?"

This childish speech made several aunts laugh.

At this time, Grandpa Bai in the space said, "Girl, can you see if the ants are carrying things up high?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhitong moved his small face closer, stared at the bunch of ants on the ground carefully again and started studying, and sure enough, he found that the ants walking up to the high place had carried things on their heads, and couldn't help but excitedly said: "Yes, yes."

Grandpa Bai smiled happily and said, "This is because they are moving. As the saying goes, 'The ants are moving the snake aisle soon and the heavy rain will come'. This indicates that the weather is going to get worse."

Zhao Zhitong was curious, and naturally asked again. Grandpa Bai was also happy to chat with Zhao Zhitong, so he carefully analyzed this issue with her.

Zhao Zhitong listened carefully to Grandpa Bai's science popularization. Although she didn't understand many things, she felt that Grandpa Bai knew a lot and what he said was right. So excited and admiring, she happily shared with them: " Mother, it's going to rain!"

Sun Mei smiled and said, "Really, how did you know?"

Zhao Zhitong looked proud and said mysteriously, "It was the ants who told me."

Several little cousins ​​rushed over immediately after hearing the words, and squatted aside to watch. Sun Daqing still put his ear on the top of the ant hole and listened.

After a long time, Sun Daqing looked suspicious: "Little cousin, are you lying, ants can't talk at all."

Several other little cousins ​​also nodded one after another: "Yes, yes, I didn't hear the sermon either."

But Zhao Yu said: "Well, it should be that the younger sister is smarter, and the ant only talks to the younger sister."

Sun Daqing looked at Zhao Zhitong enviously: "Little cousin, is this true?"

Zhao Zhitong shook his head, sighing silently in his heart, they are so stupid, how can ants talk?

Seeing the little girl shaking her head and sighing again, Sun Mei smiled helplessly: "You are so young, don't sigh, all good luck will go away with a sigh."

So Zhao Zhitong hurriedly grinned.

And a few little cousins ​​have pestered her to ask what the ants have said to her.

Zhao Zhitong tapped Sun Daqing's little head: "What are you talking nonsense about? How can ants talk? It's because the ants are moving. The ants are moving because it's going to rain~"

A few little radish heads suddenly became interested, and lay down on the ground to study the ants.

But Sun Daji said happily: "I know this. My mother told me that it will rain when the ants move. I also know that it will rain when the little swallow flies low."

Sun Daqing also said again and again: "I also know, I also know, and I also know that it will rain when dragonflies fly low."

Then several children ran out of the yard to find the little swallow and dragonfly in order to verify.

"Wow, the swallow really flies so low!"

"Dragonflies also fly very low."

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The little dolls were so excited that they ran happily after the little swallow in the sky.

They ran and chattered and laughed, and it was very lively for a while.

"Let's catch dragonflies!" At this time, Sun Daqing suddenly suggested: "We can put them in the tent and let them eat mosquitoes!"