Qiu Dashan changed his clothes that were wet with snow and went to the main hall to see his parents and sons.
No one had time to teach the three little ones yet, and they just started shouting "Brother~Brother~Brother~"
"You little bastards, last time you came back you were still Da, this time you've become Ge. If you come back any later, who knows what you'll become." Qiu Dashan glared at his three sons in annoyance, and then laughed to himself.
"Maybe they heard their third uncle calling you brother, so they followed suit." The daughter-in-law behind him hurriedly made up for her son, pointing at Qiu Dashan and asking the younger ones to call him "Dad".
If they were so easy to cooperate, would Mother Qiu have pushed her three chubby grandsons away?
Qiu Dashan waited for a long time, but the three little ones didn't fight for the cloth tiger anymore. Instead, they stuck their butts out and squeezed into the seam of the square quilt folded by Qiu's mother, trying to find something.
"Chidou, bring your brothers to see daddy." Huang Duoer clapped her hands beside the kang, making gestures to call the children, but the three brothers seemed to be collectively deaf and ignored her.
"These stinky boys."
Qiu Yuling took out a whistle and blew it, and the Yuling Army all turned around and crawled to the edge of the kang using all their limbs.
Qiu Dashan: “…”
"Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo~"
"No, no, no, don't come near me, your dad is here, there's someone to kiss, hug and lift up high."
The three of them might have understood the latter sentence, and they turned abruptly and opened their arms towards Qiu Dashan.
When Mr. Qiu brought his third son back to the house, the eldest son was holding one-third of the Yuling Army and throwing it into the air with a "wooo~wooo" sound. The older one's forehead was covered in sweat, the younger one was howling with excitement, and the other two were right on the edge of the kang, ready to pounce on the ground at any time.
Her mother and aunt, one on each side, protected her vaguely.
When he was old enough to drink milk, he was considered his mother. After a while, he started calling "Ah Ba, A Ba" and called his father. Anyway, Qiu Dashan was calling him that.
His mouth was grinning from ear to ear, but he never complained of being tired. After throwing the eldest child away, he threw the second child, put the second child down and picked up the third child. He couldn't even put the food in his mouth.
Except for his wife who was busy helping out, everyone else was watching with grins on their faces.
"Mom, don't worry about my elder brother. He is just releasing the father's love that he has accumulated. Dad is the same. Don't disturb the father-son intimacy." Guguda felt the worst after being called for so long.
The old couple, who had originally wanted to take care of the younger ones and call their older son to eat, lowered their buttocks that had been slightly raised.
Qiu Dashan's arms began to tremble, but the three brothers were still hanging on him like crazy...
In the days that followed, the couple naturally took care of the children themselves. Qiu Yuling and Qiu Dashu followed their father to catch rabbits deep in the sand pit every day.
Wild rabbits are very smart. They only trust the paths they have walked. Father Qiu and his companions followed the rabbits' tracks, set up snares, and then carefully cleaned and smoothed their own footprints, covering them with new snow.
When I went there again the next day, I rarely came back empty-handed. Occasionally, I would see one or two startled rabbits running away in the snow.
This is when the brother and sister's skills are tested. Their accuracy is okay most of the time, but there are times when the rabbits run too fast or too far, and the slingshot's range is not enough. At this time, all three of them miss Wanjin.
"Your uncle has an air gun at home. Call them over someday, and then there won't be any prey left to escape with."
Qiu Yuling has never touched a gun, but she is quite craving for one.
Spiritual civilization always takes precedence over material civilization. In the past few years, we were starving and didn't even have the energy to leave Qiuzhuang. Even if we wanted to, we didn't dare go deep into the sand pits, fearing we wouldn't have the strength to get out.
Now that we are well fed and have strength, we can even carry some dry food with us when we go out. Even if the brigade doesn't organize us to go out, these three of us won't be afraid. We always go out before dawn and come back under the stars and the moon.
There were several strings hanging every day when he came, and Qiu Dashan was extremely envious.
His passion for being a father was almost exhausted by his naughty and energetic sons, just like the oil on a candlestick.
"Dad, I'll go with you tomorrow."
Qiu Yuling replied with a smile, "Dad said that my son needs to rest and go again in two days."
"Oh, why are you chopping off the chopping board again? Go find your dad." Before Qiu Dashan could catch his breath, he saw the mischievous Chidou coming back under the orders of his grandmother.
What could he do? He took a deep breath and said, "Dad, Dad is here."
A new round of devastation begins from the beginning.
Chidou crawled from his knees, pulling his father's hair with his hands, not knowing where his destination was. He slid while trying to stand up.
Huangdou saw it, surrounded him from behind, grabbed his father's collar, and was also panting behind him.
Only Orange Bean remained silent.
After washing her hands, Qiu Yuling walked around to the little man with his butt sticking out. He was peeing into his father's dough hole that was as big as a boat. That was not all. He was holding coal ash in his other hand and peeing and peeing at the same time.
His little bird, the shoe uppers, the shoe grooves, and his own pants were all black.
She didn't touch her hands and looked around, "Where is my sister-in-law?"
"I'm washing their shitty pants in that room." Qiu Dashan managed to squeeze out half a sentence.
"Oh, I'll go call her. It's time to work again."
“…”
It was Qiu Jianshe who showed mercy and hugged his grandson on the kang, allowing his son to catch his breath.
"Let me see what's going on?"
Qiu Dashan took the opportunity to slip down to the ground, "You little bastard, I'm going to give you a slap, eh (fourth tone)!"
He took a look and saw that his dough was covered with a layer of coal dust. He hurriedly grabbed the clothes of the little boy on the ground from his back and lifted him up.
In a moment of anxiety, he didn't control his voice, and his voice was so loud that he immediately scared Chengdou to tears.
Huang Duoer trotted along, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Let me take a look first."
She rescued her second son from the man's hands, and only then had time to see what bad things he did.
Qiu Dashan was not really angry at first, he was just a little anxious. It was nothing, but his wife was trying to protect him and he exploded all of a sudden.
"What have you spoiled him for? It's time he learned what's right and wrong." As he said this, he was about to ask his second son to stand by the kang as punishment.
For a while, the big ones were arguing, the small ones were crying, and everyone was in chaos.
"What happened?" Li Qingmei was hanging a rabbit on the beam in the kitchen. When she heard the loud noise, she didn't care about anything else. She quickly dropped the work in her hands and ran to the main room.
"As a father, how can you talk to your wife and children like that?" After watching the scene, Li Qingmei first slapped her eldest son who had his neck stiff.
Do you really think being a father is that easy? All you have to do is give him a lift or a hug? You can't handle such a small thing?
"Has your father ever yelled at me about this? Weren't you right there? Just teach it yourself. Why do you always blame others for everything? Are you trying to blame your mother too?"
The New Year is over, so hurry up and pack up and leave. Let's teach them well under our own eyes."
"Mom, that's not what I meant."
This time, Qiu Yuling supports her mother. It seems that men of any era are used to outsourcing responsibilities. Her elder brother should have said these words a long time ago.
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