"Hoeing the fields at noon, sweat drips onto the rice plants; who knows that every grain in the bowl is the result of hard work... Come on, little Yuanbao, repeat after me."
Under the peach tree, petals fluttered down. Da Mei sat at the table, first copying a poem for Xiao Yuanbao, then having him read it aloud several times, and then explaining the meaning to him word by word.
"This poem depicts the hard work of farmers and reminds us that every grain of rice and every bowl of porridge is hard-earned, and we should cherish food... Do you understand?"
Da Mei's voice is gentle and soft, and Xiao Yuanbao likes it very much.
Over the years, most of Xiao Yuanbao's studies have been taught by Da Mei.
"Yes, I understand, Auntie Da Mei."
Xiao Yuanbao nodded obediently, and then began to recite it over and over again.
As she was reading, she seemed to remember something, put down the book, and complained to Da Mei, "Aunt Da Mei, Little Aunt wasted food yesterday."
"Ah! Yi Cheng?! That's impossible."
Da Mei's first reaction was to shake her head in denial, "Yi Cheng licks her bowl cleaner than I do every day, how could she waste food?"
Xiao Yuanbao's eyes widened as he nodded, saying, "It's true, Aunt Da Mei! My junior aunt picked out all the bok choy and carrots for Aunt Xiao Pang, but Aunt Xiao Pang didn't want them and gave them all to Uncle Black Rabbit. Uncle Black Rabbit didn't want them either, so he gave them back to my junior aunt. My junior aunt's little eyes lit up, and she picked up her big bowl and started shoveling rice into it. Then I saw her deliberately scoop the bok choy out of the bowl and drop it on the ground."
"Then you mustn't be like her."
Da Mei patted Xiao Yuanbao's head and said, "You're still young. Children need a balanced diet of meat and vegetables to grow up healthily."
"Mmm, Auntie Da Mei, I'm not a picky eater."
"Alright, let's get back to reading."
"Yes, as the saying goes, 'Farmers toil under the scorching sun, their sweat dripping onto the rice plants; who knows the toil behind every grain of rice on their plate...'"
Xiao Yuanbao picked up the book and began to read it aloud, swaying his head.
The innocent voices of children are like a gentle breeze blowing through flowerbeds, carrying petals that flutter down from the mountainside, softly softening the passage of time under the warm summer sun...
......
In the evening, a rain fell on the mountain.
The drizzle fell like silk threads, dripping down the eaves. Every now and then, streaks of blue and white lightning flashed across the dark night sky.
The main room was brightly lit by candlelight.
The people on the hilltop sat at the table, chatting and laughing as they ate their meal.
Yi Cheng kept piling meat into Xiao Yuanbao's bowl.
"Yuanbao, eat more! The more you eat, the fatter you'll become, and the cuter you'll be. Master took the goose in because it's cute, and he feeds it countless meals every day."
Qin Shou paused slightly as he picked up the bowl and chopsticks... "I didn't say that."
Sigh, I wonder what Xiao Xuan would think if he saw his son being fed like this.
"Mmm, Yuanbao, Yicheng is right. I became the cutest kid on Turtle Mountain because I eat a lot. Here, have a big pork knuckle."
The chubby little hand grabbed a large pork knuckle and piled it on top of Xiao Yuanbao's small bowl, gesturing for him to eat it.
"Yes, I'll eat more."
Xiao Yuanbao nodded obediently; everything his junior aunt said was correct.
He didn't think his junior aunt was as cute as his chubby aunt, but he thought his junior aunt was imposing. With her big belly, she could slap a large black pig weighing several hundred pounds until it foamed at the mouth with just one small hand.
"Master, Goose's skiing is so amazing! Why isn't Siwu back yet?"
"He also said the goose won, and they'd feed it king crab."
Yi Cheng wiped the grease from her mouth, tilted her head back, and said to Qin Shou.
"I don't know. Maybe they feel they can't compete with you, so they're scared and don't dare to come."
Qin Shou answered casually.
"Goose, goose, goose... Really, Master? Are geese this amazing already?"
Speaking of this, Yi Cheng was very proud.
After practicing day and night, her skiing skills have now made her a master on the mountain. She can not only move freely on the snow, but also knock her opponents away.
Little Fatty, Black Rabbit, and the Thirteen Demons who were invited by her to skate—the Four Heavenly Kings—all suffered at her hands.
Every time Yi Cheng slid down the mountain, the demons would flee in terror, and those who couldn't avoid him were sent flying by a confidently protruding belly.
The main theme is "swift as a rabbit, steady as a mountain".
"Yes, really."
Qin Shou took a bite of his food and nodded.
Yi Cheng tilted her head back and continued, "Master, I miss Little Dragon Girl! Can I invite her to our house to go skiing sometime?"
"sure. "
Qin Shou nodded, "But first you must cultivate diligently. Once you reach the Void Realm, I will allow you to bring Little Dragon Girl skiing."
"Huh? We have to go to the Void Realm!"
Yi Cheng scratched her little head, then nodded emphatically and said, "Yes, Master, I will work hard in my cultivation."
"The goose must also turn its effort into food, hahahahaha..."
Yi Cheng frowned, treating the rice in her bowl as if it were a cultivation realm, and began to fiercely shovel it away.
......
After dinner, Da Mei helped Chang Sheng clear the table.
Yi Cheng and the others led Xiao Yuanbao to play a game of "Little Tummy Bumping" by the candlelight.
Yi Cheng, Xiao Pang, and Hei Tu stood in a row, their big bellies sticking out. Xiao Yuanbao, with his little belly sticking out, tried to bump into them one by one, but he couldn't move a single one. Several times, he even knocked himself away and fell to the ground.
But the little one wasn't annoyed; instead, he would laugh foolishly each time, saying, "Little Aunt, you're amazing! I want to grow a big belly like yours too!"
"Hmph, the goose's belly is the biggest on Turtle Mountain."
Yi Cheng held her little face up high, looking very proud.
She felt admired, just like when she was mining. Yi Cheng liked this feeling; it made her feel light and airy.
As night deepened.
Xiao Yuanbao was also tired from playing and was about to fall asleep.
Changsheng carried him on his back, holding an umbrella, and walked towards the back mountain.
Slow, heavy footsteps left deep imprints on the path behind the mountain...
"Yi Cheng, you guys go to sleep too."
Qin Shou withdrew his gaze, picked up his small teapot, walked to the eaves, a flame flickered from his fingertips, lit the red clay stove, and then gently placed the teapot on it. He then lay down on the bamboo chair, swaying gently.
The night sky was dark and the night was desolate and bleak. From time to time, strong winds blew in the courtyard, causing the branches and leaves to sway and the petals to flutter, which was quite a unique sight.
Qin Shou felt that at this moment, a pot of... crabapple and banana trees was missing.
"Yicheng, can I sleep with you tonight?"
Little Fatty leaned against the window, watching the chilly wind, and made a suggestion to Yi Cheng.
"Squeak, I want to sleep together too!"
Black Rabbit also raised its little hand and shouted.
"Great! The goose's bed is huge, the goose's blankets are warm, and the goose has lots of little blankets too. The goose will prepare a warm little blanket for each of you."
"Squeak, squeak, if I turn into a rabbit, you'll be warmer sleeping while hugging me."
"Hehehe, Black Rabbit, quickly turn into a rabbit and go warm the bed first."
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