Age group pet three and a half years old, ginseng and wild boar mixed with rice

Fugui stared at the biscuit curiously.

It is round in shape, with neatly arranged small holes in the middle, and cute little lace on the edge, browned and browned, with white sugar and white sesame seeds on it.

Touching the biscuit lightly with his fingertips, he asked, "Auntie, is this called Sen?"

Lingbao told him, "Biscuits."

"Pen dry..."

"It's not a pen, it's a biscuit."

After Xiao Lingbao corrected her, his little nephew read after her again inarticulately, then took the biscuit and took a small bite hesitantly.

The sweet and salty taste combined with the crunchy texture makes it indescribably delicious for a child who has never had a snack before.

After taking two more bites, Fugui quickly ate up the whole biscuit. He squinted his eyes and couldn't help shaking his head.

After the taste in his mouth completely disappeared, he opened his eyes and said to Lingbao: "I want more, I want more, and give me the pen, I want the pen again."

"Lingbao said just now, you go and exchange the vegetable seeds, and when Lingbao gets the seeds, I will give you the rest of the biscuits.

"No, no, no," Fugui Sapo said shamelessly, "I want a pen, a pen, why don't you give it to me, woo woo woo..."

His piercing cry made Xiao Lingbao frowned, "If you cry again, I'll eat all the biscuits."

As she spoke, she stuffed the biscuit in her hand into her mouth.

Seeing that she ate two biscuits, Fugui stretched out his hand to snatch it, "It's mine! You are not allowed to touch my pen, woo woo, give me the pen..."

After failing to grab it several times in a row, he threw his whole body at Lingbao, but he missed it. He fell to the ground, slid forward, and hit his head hard against the wall.

With the muffled sound of "bang", Fugui's head was bumped, he was stunned for a moment, and he raised his head and cried loudly, "Wow woo woo woo woo..."

"Where did you get injured?" Lingbao asked.

Fugui's face was full of tears and snot, and his palms were dirty. He cried and said pitifully, "Head, wow wow, headache, it hurts so much..."

"Who told you to rush over? Did you get hurt?"

"woo woo woo woo……"

Seeing a purple, walnut-sized bump on his forehead, which looked painful, Lingbao stepped forward, bit his finger skillfully, and touched his forehead, "Does it still hurt?"

Finding that the pain was gone, Fugui touched his head suspiciously, "Huh? It doesn't hurt, aunt, my head doesn't hurt."

"Do you still want cookies now?" Lingbao asked.

"Think!" Fugui nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, "Cibi Gan..."

"These biscuits belong to Lingbao. If you want to eat them, you have to exchange vegetable seeds with me, understand?" the little girl said, "If you want to grab them, then you are a bad boy. Children play."

Fugui sniffed, "But mother said that all the delicious food at home is mine, I think Cisen, mother will bring it to me."

"That was at your home, and now this is not your home."

"My parents and I lived here before," Fugui pointed to the charcoal-painted duck on the wall, "I drew that duck."

Xiao Lingbao helped his little nephew wipe away the tears on his face, and explained: "You have moved to a new house, and now this is Lingbao's room."

"So this is not my house, it's my aunt's house, and the next thing is not mine, it's my aunt's, right?" Fugui asked.

"Well," Lingbao nodded, "If you want to eat it, you can trade it with me for seeds."

"Okay, I understand," Fugui put his hands on the ground and stood up, "I'm going to ask my mother for seeds, and then I'll exchange pens with my aunt."

His house is not too far from grandma's house, just turn two corners.

On the first day of the new year, in order to make it easier for the villagers to come and go, all the houses were not closed. Fugui ran into the yard and shouted, "Mom!"

In the room, Liu Damei, who came to pay New Year's greetings, was talking loudly, and what she said was nothing more than clichés, either complaining about her mother-in-law or her husband.

"Why do you think my mother-in-law is so bad? I didn't get those pig intestines, but her son. She also blames me. Why did the big girl get my bad luck? Will smoke those pork belly and intestines.

Do you think it's funny?Can you blame me for falling into the shithole before?I don't know how long the wooden board has been placed, it is moldy, and I just stepped on it and broke it.

If I hadn't stepped on my head that day, it would have been my parents-in-law who fell in!Speaking of which, they should thank me, right?right?Still hate me...

And the big girl is not a good thing, he didn't say a word to me yesterday, and he didn't sleep with me, yesterday was New Year's Eve, why did he treat me like that? "

Huang Yuezhu felt that it was unlucky to have a daughter. All this was because Damei gave birth to a daughter, "I see, you still have to find a way to have a son!"

Patting Damei on the shoulder, she sighed and said: "Having a son is like having a backer. Then you will still be afraid of your mother-in-law?"

"I also want to have a son, but I just can't get pregnant."

Liu Damei touched her flat belly, then looked at Huang Yuezhu's belly, her eyes showed a bit of jealousy, thinking how could she be pregnant together?

"Hey, how long has it been? Why haven't you conceived yet?" Huang Yuezhu said, "Is there something wrong with your baby girl? I remember you bled a lot when you gave birth to your baby girl. It's almost a dystocia, isn't it?"

"What are you talking about? I'm fine, what could be wrong?"

Huang Yuezhu kindly reminded: "I'm not trying to scare you. Do you remember Cuihua's mother in our village? It was because she bled heavily when she gave birth, and then she couldn't give birth. Why don't you go to the hospital to check? Find out sooner." Treat early."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a few "mother" sounds from outside, she hurriedly got up from the chair, and said with her big belly: "You sit down first, I heard my rich family came back, I don't know if his father is going to get fat?" , I'll go take a look."

After she left, Liu Damei clenched her fist angrily and cursed in a low voice: "You're the only one who has a problem! Maybe you won't be able to give birth to this baby, what's the matter, tsk! I really thought you were the only one who could have a son?"

In the yard, Huang Yuezhu walked up to her son, looked left and right for a while, "Huh? Why did you come back alone, Fugui? Where's your father?"

"Mother, I want seeds!" Fugui said eagerly, "Give me the vegetable seeds, I want to change the pen, give me the seeds, hurry up!"

"What vegetable seeds? What are you talking about? Where's your father? Why didn't he come back with you? Why did you come back alone? How dangerous, didn't you fall? Why are your hands so black? Mistress Take a good look..."

Just as Huang Yuezhu was about to hold his son's hand, his son stomped his feet vigorously, "Give me the seeds, one by one, seeds that will germinate when planted in the ground."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for his mother to ask any more questions, he used his trump card, "Wow" and burst into tears, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Be darling, don't cry," Huang Yuezhu hurriedly comforted, "I'll get you the seeds, okay? Don't cry when you are rich, how uncomfortable it will be if your voice becomes hoarse after crying, isn't it just seeds? Mom, go now Here you go."

Fu Gui laughed through tears, followed his mother into the room, and heard his mother ask: "What kind of seeds do you want? Carrots are okay?"

Recalling what the little aunt said before, the little boy thought about it seriously, and said loudly: "I want sauerkraut! Sauerkraut seeds!"