Chapter 35 Zhu Dafu steals things

Wen Zhenyi swallowed the popcorn in his mouth and said, "Brother, why are you asking this?"

“I was wondering, if it’s not difficult, can I sell it for money?”

"Sure, I was just talking to Mom. We still have a lot of corn kernels at home. It's not difficult to make. We can make it today and sell it at the market tomorrow."

Mrs. Wen ate a few more and then stopped: "I can't eat anymore. I'm afraid I'll get a sore throat if I eat too much."

Old Man Wen originally wanted to eat some more, but when Old Lady Wen glared at him, he retracted his outstretched hand.

"Sister, can I share it with my friends?" Wen Yongman licked the corner of his mouth.

"Sure, can I go with you?"

"OK!"

Ma Yinghe looked at the popcorn and asked, "What's this thing in?"

"Mom, do you have a clean backpack? We can use it to carry the popcorn." Wen Zhenyi looked at the popcorn and thought for a while.

"I do have a backpack, but is it too heavy?"

"It's not heavy, you try it."

Ma Yinghe picked up the basin and tried it: "It's really not heavy, it looks like a lot."

"Mom, have you forgotten how much corn kernels we put in?"

"That's right. Seeing it become like this, I thought it would be very heavy."

Wen Yongnan brought a new backpack, cleaned it out, and filled it up with the remaining popcorn.

Wen Zhen put the backpack on his back and said, "Xiao Man, let's go."

Before Wen Yongman could leave, Wen Yongnan stopped him and said, "Take good care of your sister. If anyone bullies her, I'll beat you up when I get back."

"I won't let my sister be bullied." She made a face at Wen Yongnan, turned around and chased after Wen Zhenyi.

At this time, most adults in the village are taking a lunch break, only a group of children don't want to sleep and are running around the village.

Hu Zi and his friends were sitting under a big tree in the village, and a group of friends were sitting next to him.

"Huzi, is what you said really that delicious?"

"Well, I've never eaten anything so delicious. Last time, Xiaoman picked all the leaves from my orange tree, and they sent me some delicious food as an apology. Because of this, my mother asked me to let Xiaoman pick more orange leaves in the future."

Mantou was a chubby guy with a dark complexion. “What did he send to your family last time?”

Hu Zi scratched his head and said, "I think it was called spring rolls, and there was also olive and pig lung soup. I don't know when I can eat it again. I wish I could be Sister Wen's brother."

Several children lamented, "Why don't we have an orange tree at home?"

"My sister is happy to have a brother like me, she doesn't want you." Wen Yongman heard this when he ran over and felt a little unhappy.

"Xiao Man, how about I become your father's godson?"

Wen Yong's face was full of disgust: "You are so stupid."

When Hu Zi heard this, his mouth pursed and he was about to cry.

Wen Zhenyi gently hit Wen Yongman on the back of the head: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Mantou was slightly stunned when she saw Wen Zhenyi. Just as she was about to call him a fool, she saw Wen Yongman standing beside her waving his little fists. Then they remembered that she was not stupid anymore.

Among these children, there was also one who called Wen Zhenyi a fool last time. When they saw her, they could feel some pain in the places on their bodies where they had been hit before.

Hu Zi didn't have so many thoughts. He had long been conquered by the food made by Wen Zhenyi: "Sister Wen, will you come out and play with us today?"

Wen Zhenyi looked at Hu Zi. This little guy was quite interesting. "No."

"What's this?" He asked curiously, wanting to see what was in her backpack.

When Wen Zhen saw him standing on tiptoe to check what was in the basket behind him, he took the basket down and placed it on the grass beside him.

When Hu Zi saw the white stuff in the backpack and the sweet fragrance, he swallowed unconsciously.

Mantou and the others were drooling as they watched, their eyes fixed on the things in the basket.

Wen Zhenyi looked at the children with amusement: "Do you want to eat?"

A group of children nodded quickly: "Yes."

"You can eat if you want, but you have to promise me a few things."

Hu Zi was the first to raise his little black hand: "Sister Wen, I agree to everything."

"I agree too." The other children had little self-control and quickly agreed.

Wen Zhenyi sat on the grass and looked at them: "If you meet someone like me in the future, what will you call me?"

"Fool." Gousheng said it without any hesitation.

Benben is a little girl who looks at Gousheng with disgust.

Gou Sheng saw his friends staring at him and realized he had said the wrong thing: "I'm sorry."

Wen Zhenyi looked at them with a smile: "These people didn't want to become like this. There are many reasons why they became like this, and they are quite pitiful. Although they don't know that you are making fun of them, it is hurtful to their families."

"Think about it, if you were my old self and people kept calling you stupid, how sad your parents would be."

"Sister Wen, we were wrong."

Wen Zhenyi smiled and touched their heads: "Let me see your little hands."

A group of children stretched out their hands, and as expected, they all had little black claws.

"Come on, I'll take you to wash your hands, and then you can eat after you're clean."

Benben tilted his head and looked at her: "Sister Wen, didn't you say several things?"

"I'll pay it back when I remember it later."

Benben showed a nice smile: "Okay."

Wen Zhenyi brought them to the public well in the village. In order to prevent children from falling in, the well mouth was built very high.

There was a bucket placed next to the well. Wen Zhenyi threw the bucket into the well, pulled the rope and shook it a few times, and the bucket sank into the water.

She pulled the bucket up with all her strength: "Everyone line up and wash your hands. You can only eat after washing them clean, otherwise you will easily get a stomachache."

Hu Zi was the most active and took the first place in the queue: "I'll go first, I'll go first."

Wen Zhenyi helped him roll up his sleeves a little, scooped water from the bucket with one hand, and washed his hands with the other: "What have you been doing with your little black paws?"

"Hey, we just went bug catching for fun."

Wen Zhenyi washed him clean and said, "Wait a moment over here."

Benben stretched out her little hand. Her hands were relatively clean, but she still needed to wash them: "Sister Wen, will I get a stomachache if I eat with dirty hands?"

"Yes, your little hands come into contact with a lot of dirt every day. If you don't wash your hands thoroughly before eating, it's easy to get sick from what you eat."

"Then I will wash my hands before eating every day."

“It’s a good habit.”

Wen Zhenyi washed their hands one by one and took them back to where they had just been.

"Zhu Dafu, what do you want to do?"

"I want to eat what's in your backpack. Give it to me."

"This is mine, why should I give it to you?" Wen Yongman stood in front of the backpack and was not going to give way at all.