"You rascals, hurry up and go home. You've been out all day. Pack up and come home for dinner."
"Dad, we haven't had enough fun yet, can we play one more time?"
"Go home right now. If you're released and don't come home, I won't take you out to play next time. I'm going to tell your mother."
"Upon hearing that they were going to tell their mother, these three rascals wilted and decided to go home."
"Mom, Mom, Mom," Tingting heard the voice coming from afar and knew that her rascals had returned. The food was ready, and they were just waiting for them.
"You're back quite late this time, Jianjun. Next time, come back before dark."
The child looked at his father, afraid of being told on, and glanced at him. Jianjun knew what was going on just by looking at the three of them.
"Honey, I know. We'll come back early tomorrow. Let's see if we can make something else for the kids to play with tonight."
“Jianjun, does that mean the child won’t study tomorrow and will just play wildly?”
"Honey, it's important to balance work and rest. Take advantage of the good weather and play a little longer. Boys can't stay at home all the time."
"Alright, you four are right. Go wash your hands and eat. Change your clothes quickly, or you'll get soaked and run a fever tonight."
"I understand, mother."
Today, Tingting made yam and wood ear fungus, as well as pig's trotters and soybeans, spicy beef, and egg and persimmon dishes, which is quite a feast.
"Mom, it's delicious! I'm only eating half a bowl of rice, I'm still not full. It's so delicious and smells amazing."
Tingting was also a little surprised to learn that the child had been playing and was a bit hungry. But it was quite surprising that a child who was almost 6 years old had eaten a bowl and a half of rice. Wouldn't that make him too full?
"Son, you're eating too much. What if you can't digest it at night? You suffered a lot when you were little because you ate too much. Don't ruin your spleen and stomach."
"Mom, give me some more, I'm really not full."
"Okay, that was a bit scary. Eat something to help you digest, take a walk, don't go to sleep right away." Tingting was a little speechless.
“Wife, this boy can eat a lot. Look, when he’s around 14, we have so many sons in the family. He’ll be eating by the bowlful, and he’ll be gone in seconds.”
"Fortunately, we have enough food at home. There's a good reason why the villagers were worried that we couldn't afford to feed them. Just the food alone is a huge expense."
After dinner, the children changed their clothes, and Jianjun washed them. The children in the family usually had two sets of cotton-padded jackets to alternate wearing. Jianjun decided to prepare ice skating sleds and ice rollers for the children so that they could be happy every day.
The next morning, the children woke up early. They had been thinking about going out to play all night, so they got up early to eat and get ready to go out and play.
Jianjun and his son arrived early, and the three little rascals started riding the sled. Since they were too small, Jianjun pulled them along. Soon, all the children in the village arrived, and Zhuzi was even more excited to see so many children.
In this era, there are no high-end devices like cell phones and computers, but there are many good friends playing together. Adult matters are for adults, and children's feelings are the most genuine.
The river was filled with laughter and chatter. Some parents hadn't come, so the children were running around wildly, their joyful laughter echoing in the air.
However, some children have no parents and no cloth shoes; they wear cotton shoes made of sedge grass.
For example, in Wang Chengcai's family, he is the eldest child. His father went to the mountains to find food a few years ago and never came back. His mother also passed away. He raises his younger brother alone. Although he is only 12 years old and his brother is 7 years old, he is envious when he sees the children playing.
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