Savage Fortune Little Landlord

Chapter 68 Promise
The truth is such a truth, but knowing the truth and doing it are not the same thing.

In this matter, Grandpa Kezi is actually a little scratchy, he is not very sure of everyone's thoughts.

Fortunately, Da Song's answer made him very satisfied.

"Ah Que, when we go to work later, I'll send someone to call you." Other children spend their own time cultivating Heishi, how can he do things that take up more of the children's time? !

Of course not!

Looking down, he looked at the grass coat with half a sleeve left, and he said decisively: "Let's stop here today!"

But half a sleeve is left, and the lotus root is probably not yet ripe, so she will call it a day.

Opening her mouth, Xia Weiwei wanted to say, "It's all here, it doesn't matter if you stay a little longer." But just as she opened her mouth, Yuanyuan's suppressed muffled hum came.

"Woo, woo, woo~~" Extremely depressed, Yuanyuan wept with her head down.

If Yuanyuan opens her mouth like Fenying, it is blame, blame, if Yuanyuan is as impatient as Sakura but always attracts people's attention, then her crying may make the current grandpa Kezi, Qingmei, and Heishi disgusted, but, Yuanyuan Yuan felt uncomfortable, so she also cried out, but her mouth was tightly shut, her head was lowered, and she tried her best not to make a sound.I don't want people to see it.

"Yuanyuan, you belong to the director!" Kneeling down, Dasong put his arms around his child: "It's just today and tomorrow!"

"Woooo~ Father, I know." Twitching, Yuanyuan expressed that she understood: "It's just that I feel a little uncomfortable."

From the morning to this meeting, Yuanyuan's psychology can be described as ups and downs.

First of all, Grandpa Kezi did not choose her, and was asked to give up the opportunity to Sakura after being caught by Sakura.

Secondly, after receiving Xiao Sakura's white eyes and resentment all day long, her grass clothes are not yet finished.

Now that she has waited and waited, now that the grass coat has only half a sleeve, even if she understands what the adults mean, even if she thinks it is not easy for Ah Que, the regret, disappointment and grievance in her heart cannot be suppressed.

With her head sullen, Yuanyuan muttered, "A Que, don't worry about me, I'll be fine when I cry."

"Ah Que, hurry up and cook something." Dasong patted Yuanyuan's head in relief, expressing his attitude.

Seeing Dasong looking at Yuanyuan, Xia Weiwei felt quite comfortable: "Brother Heishi is enough to cook something, I'll hurry up, the weaving should be finished when the food is cooked."

"Yuanyuan, come here and help me divide the hay."

Xia Weiwei signaled Heishi to stop cooking the lotus root, and said that she needed Yuanyuan's help very much.

Looking at Grandpa Kezi, seeing Grandpa Kezi act like I don't care what you do.

Dasong quickly pulled up his own child: "Yuanyuan, hurry up and help Ah Que go."

Yuanyuan sobbed and looked at Grandpa Kezi.

"Go." With a slight push, Dasong pushed the child from behind around the fire, and squatted next to Xia Weiwei: "Ah Que, tell me, how should we divide it?"

"The difference in quantity should not be too large, and the difference in length should not be too large. The more neat the better." After sorting out several handfuls one after another, Xia Weiwei explained the trick while sorting.

For the tribal people who distribute food every day, the distribution is simply too simple.

Not to mention Dasong, even Yuanyuan did everything properly.

Seeing that the father and daughter both backed away from the long distance, Xia Weiwei had no choice but to say: "Uncle Dasong, Yuanyuan, take a rest first!"

Hearing the sound, he raised his head and realized that the father and daughter were a little away from Xia, and the father and daughter quickly stopped.

"Yuanyuan, go to Ah Que's side and help Ah Que get the delivery."

"Oh~"

Yuanyuan squatted next to Xia Weiwei, passed pinches of hay to Xia Weiwei when she needed to add more, and moved the hay that was out of reach to a place within reach when weaving.

With the cooperation of their father and daughter, Xia Weiwei's knitting was faster, and she finished the knitting soon after the lotus root was put into the pot.

"Okay." Xia Weiwei stood up, checked by pulling back and forth, up and down, and saw that there were no loopholes in the grass clothes, so she handed the grass clothes to Yuanyuan: "Try it."

"Thank you, Sister A Que, thank you, thank you." Unable to hold back the tears of joy, she took the grass coat, caressed happily, watched, and kept saying thanks in her mouth.

Yuanyuan is actually not called Xia Weiwei, because they were born in the same year, with a difference of less than a month, so she doesn't like to call this sister who is only a little older than her.

Now, her elder sister is not only willing, but also full of gratitude.

Patting the child on the shoulder, Da Song said with a smile: "Cry when you're sad, and cry when you're happy, aren't you afraid that you, sister Ah Que, will laugh at you?"

Yuanyuan froze all over, and glanced quickly: "..."

There is Xia Weiwei's shadow beside him.

She squatted next to Grandpa Kezi to play in the mud!

"You child!" Going around the fire, Qingmei tugged at Xia Weiwei who was picking up the mud ball: "You don't need to worry about Grandpa Ke."

At this second, Qingmei's whole heart was filled with dissatisfaction with Grandpa Kezi.

Why don't you come and play with mud in front of your kids?
From Qingmei's point of view, the child has been tired all day, and there is no shortage of bowls and spoons, so there is no need to hurry.

Therefore, there is only one truth, and that is that the child can't see Grandpa Kezi making such a fuss, so he took the opportunity to help.

"Ah Que, there are so many people in the tribe, it is impossible for you to help anyone who is not going well, we have to let everyone explore things like making pottery slowly." Fearing that Grandpa Kezi would not understand the reason, Qingmei turned to Kezi Grandpa: "Uncle Kezi, Ah Que will always go with her mother. If you rely on Ah Que for everything, what shall we do when she leaves?"

"Uncle Kezi, if others don't believe in A Tao's character, how can you not believe it? Don't you think that A Tao can cruelly abandon A Que like everyone else?"

"Or, do you also think that A Tao has abandoned A Que, and when they meet in the future, even if they know how we treat A Que, they will remain indifferent and continue to leave the child behind?"

Ding.

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Grandpa Kezi suddenly turned his head and looked at Xia Weiwei.

Whether the child will leave.

It's not that he hasn't thought about this question, it's just that every time he thinks about it, he stubbornly believes that A Que will listen to Cymbidium spinosa and be a good guardian of the tribe.

That's why the sentence yesterday said what A Que will think when he grows up.

"A Que?" Did you make up your mind to leave a long time ago?

It is a tribe that cannot even tolerate a child, and it is right for children to have such thoughts.

In fact, compared to what the tribe did, the child in front of him has done his best.

At least, before she wanted to leave, she gave the tribe a series of surprises and devoted herself to cultivating Black Stone.

After changing his expression, Grandpa Kezi looked at Yuanyuan.

···No, this kid can't.

···It seems that other children in the tribe can't do it! ! !
Grandpa Kezi's mind is only a matter of a moment, even if Xia Weiwei's mind is quick, it is impossible to capture the ever-changing changes in his heart.

So, when Grandpa Kezi looked back at herself again, she said: "As long as everyone studies hard, it doesn't matter if I leave or stay. If I leave, I will teach the tribe, and I will give it to the tribe."

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