Three-year-old Qin Li can already see the shadow of Qin Jianye. Not only does he look alike, but his temperament is also similar.

Qin Li pointed to the jujube tree and said, "Look at the little ants moving food. I poured some of the porridge I made this morning under the tree, and the ants came out of their holes and moved the porridge into their holes.

They are really strong. I want to become a strong man in the future."

"If you want to become a strong man, you have to eat more. You see, you don't eat much at every meal. How can you become a strong man?" Qin Han joked with a smile.

Without waiting for Qin Li to speak, Xiao Weiyan stood up excitedly as if to take credit, "I eat a lot, more than my brother Li'er at every meal. I will definitely be stronger than him when I grow up."

He does eat more than Qin Li, and his chubby, baby-fat face looks very cute.

Maybe it's because he looks like my aunt, he's very pretty, just like a Barbie doll. Even though he's fat, no one thinks he's strong.

"You're talking nonsense. It's obviously me who is stronger!"

Seeing that the two children were about to quarrel over who was stronger, Qin Han interrupted them: "You are both little men, you will be equally strong when you grow up."

"Brother Han'er, don't worry, I will take good care of you when you grow up!" Qin Li vowed.

This is what his father often said, saying that brother Qin Han didn't know how to take care of himself, and when he grows up, he must take good care of brother Han'er.

Therefore, he accepted his father's first task at a very young age, which was to take care of his brother Han'er when he grew up. He always remembered this.

But Qin Han felt helpless after hearing this. He was so much older than him, so if anyone really needed to take care of him, he should be the one to do it.

How could a younger brother take care of his older brother? However, this child understood these things at such a young age, which touched him a lot. He felt that his love for him was not in vain.

Seeing that the sun was scorching outside, Qin Han hugged Qin Li and brought Wei Yan and Wei Yang to the hall.

"Han'er, you're back?" Jiang Yuxin put down the work in her hands immediately when she saw her youngest son, and went to the kitchen to cut several pieces of watermelon for him and the children to eat.

It was still very hot in early September. Qin Han was indeed a little thirsty after walking all the way, so he reached out to get himself a piece of ice cream.

Qin Li quickly picked the biggest one. Qin Han thought he was giving it to him, but he turned around and handed it to him: "Brother Han'er, give it to you!"

Looking at the watermelon in front of him, Qin Han couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This little guy is quite capable.

After saying thank you, he didn't hesitate and started eating.

Wei Yang and Wei Yan were not to be outdone and passed the watermelon to Qin Han. One piece was enough for Qin Han, so he let them eat it themselves.

Who knew that these two little guys would pout and look like they would cry in front of you any moment.

"Brother Han'er definitely doesn't like us and only likes brother Li'er, so he eats the watermelon he gives him and not the one we give him."

What's going on? Qin Han hurriedly explained, but the two of them looked like they were not going to listen.

Qin Han had no choice but to take it and eat the watermelon they handed over.

The two were happy, but they almost broke him.

Qin Han felt a little tired. How could such a young child know how to compete for favor?

It was almost noon when Qin Dong and his friends returned.

Old Mrs. Qin cooked a lot of delicious food, and we started eating as soon as the children got home.

At the dinner table, Qin Jianye said that the oranges in the orchard were ripe and could be picked and sold.

In previous years, they would buy oranges from villagers first, and then sell the rest to the supply and marketing cooperatives.

With the reform and opening up in recent years, many people have gone into business, and supply and marketing cooperatives are no longer as popular as before.

But anything provided by the Qin family, whether it was fruit, vegetables, or meat, was sold at very low prices.

It can be said that without the things provided by the Qin family, their supply and marketing cooperative would have collapsed long ago.

After dinner in the afternoon, everyone in Lao Qin's family, including the dog, went to the orchard.

During this period, the eldest and second oldest brothers took turns guarding the orchard.

In the past, people didn’t guard it because the fruits were sour and hard to swallow. But now it’s different. Everyone knows that the fruits in Lao Qin’s orchard are sweeter than honey, very juicy, and so delicious that they’re heavenly.

In that age of material scarcity, adults and children could not help but have evil thoughts and often came to steal fruits.

Qin Han couldn't set up a barrier either, so he could only guard here manually.

With someone watching over the place, the number of thefts has decreased significantly.

But few does not mean none, and people who commit crimes in defiance of the law are caught every day.

But Qin Jiandang and Qin Jianguo couldn't bear to send them to the orange village, so most of them were just criticized.

After all, they also came here when they were children, and sometimes they would steal cucumbers, sweet potatoes and other food that they could eat from their neighbors' houses.

The oranges in the orchard are all growing very well. Not only are they large in size, but they are also very sweet. They can quench your thirst and fill your stomach as well.

Today, the second brother was guarding the orchard. He had just driven away a group of children when he saw his family coming. Zhao Yan was holding the food she brought.

Qin Jianguo was hungry, so he smiled, said thank you to his wife, and started eating.

The others were not idle either, they all went to pick oranges.

Everyone was picking, eating and chatting, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

With their current level of cultivation, they could easily pick the oranges using their spiritual power.

But this would lose a lot of fun, so they are unwilling to rely on spiritual power for many things and will only use it when necessary.

Qin Han had eaten a lot of watermelons in the morning and had just finished lunch, so his stomach was still full and he didn't feel like moving. So when no one was paying attention, he found an open space, took out a blanket from the space, spread it on the ground and lay down.

In the end, Qin Li couldn't find Brother Han'er, and everyone realized that he was being lazy and was sleeping soundly.

Everyone thought that when Qin Li saw Han'er, he would rush over and call him, or he would lie on Han'er and wake him up.

Who knew that Qin Li raised his index finger to his mouth and made a gesture of silence, signaling everyone to be quiet and not wake up Brother Han'er.

Everyone was amused by his actions. This child knew how to protect Han'er at such a young age.

This made several people who had originally planned to wake up Han'er give up the idea and continue picking oranges.

Wei Yang and Wei Yan wanted to get closer to Brother Han'er, but were stopped by Qin Li: "You are not allowed to wake up Brother Han'er!"

"He is not your only brother. I want to sleep too. I want to sleep next to Brother Han'er." Wei Yang said angrily.

"No, you will wake him up!" Qin Li was unmoved and continued to open his arms as if to stop him.

As a result, Wei Yang burst into tears: "You bully me, I want Brother Han'er..."

Qin Han, who originally wanted to pretend to be asleep, sat up helplessly and looked at the three little guys not far away. If he continued like this, he would become the leader of the kids.

"Li'er, let Sister Weiyang come over!" Qin Han spoke when he saw that Weiyang had no intention of stopping.

Hearing Qin Han's voice, Wei Yang, who had been crying just now, looked at Qin Li triumphantly, then jumped and ran towards Qin Han.

If there weren't still tears on her face, Qin Han would have suspected that she was crying fake tears.