Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, the two little ones were one year old. The eldest one could already walk a few steps with the help of a stool, but the second one was more lazy and usually lay down and would never stand up.
This prompted Wen Sihe to hit him several times from behind with a feather duster.
"You are a diligent family, how come you are the one who is lazy?"
Her response was the second child's "chuckle".
After another ten days or so, the eldest brother could basically walk five or six meters without any help.
Old Mrs. Fang stood behind Tuantuan and held a knife.
This scared Wen Sihe: "Grandma Fang, Grandma Fang, what are you doing?
Even yesterday, the boss put a stick of incense in your mouth, and you couldn’t take the knife. "
These words made Yan Wenqing laugh so hard that he fell backwards.
He quickly explained: "This is an old method in many places. When a child first learns to walk, he stumbles and falls. You use a knife to hit his feet a few times, and he will be able to walk smoothly again."
Wen Sihe had never heard of such a custom before, and asked with some concern: "Is this safe? If a child sits down..."
Before she finished speaking, she couldn't help shivering. When she thought of her son sitting down with a knife mark on his butt, she felt layers of white sweat on her back.
Yan Wenqing patted her shoulder and said, "Grandma Fang is very capable, don't worry, you can go over there and lead the child over."
As she spoke, she also bent her body and opened her arms to protect the boss.
Old Lady Fang wiped the kitchen knife with a smile, then followed the boss with her back bent, muttering to herself, "The trip rope is broken, and everything will go smoothly from now on. We will move forward steadily."
Under Wen Sihe's anxious gaze, Old Lady Fang chopped three times and then put the knife away.
The old man fell safely into Wen Sihe's arms.
The second child, who was sitting in a wooden toy car nearby, screamed with excitement when he saw this scene.
A pair of small feet stomped their feet non-stop.
Yan Wenqing was so happy that he took him out of the wooden cart and said, "Does our Yuanyuan want to walk too?
Come and stand here for a few steps, let grandma take a look."
As she spoke, she put Yuanyuan down. The second child grabbed the wooden cart beside him and took two tentative steps.
Then he boldly opened his arms and ran towards Wen Sihe.
This action made the three adults in the yard tremble with fear.
Then there was a burst of surprise: "Oh, Yuanyuan can walk after getting up."
Yan Wenqing rubbed his hands excitedly, and the second brother threw himself directly into Wen Sihe's arms. Wen Sihe was still holding the eldest brother in his arms. One of them couldn't stand and squatted on the ground.
Holding the two children, he burst into laughter.
The second brother turned his head to look at the knife in Old Lady Fang's hand, and the meaning was obvious: I want one too.
After all, he had just learned to walk, so Old Mrs. Fang didn't dare to help him.
He pinched his little nose and said, "Wait a couple of days until you feel safe and at ease, and then I'll chop it off for you."
The second child seemed to understand what she said. He twisted his body unwillingly and made babbling sounds from his mouth.
He uttered the word "want" in a vague manner.
This surprised and delighted the three people. Old Mrs. Fang went back into the house and took a piece of cloth to wrap the blade of the knife.
"Since our Yuanyuan wants it, then come over here and let grandma show you!"
Yan Wenqing stood on the other side, smiling and clapping at the second brother.
Yuanyuan's eyes widened, and she ran quickly towards her grandmother with her arms open.
Old Mrs. Fang stomped her hands three times quickly, and when she looked up, she saw Yuanyuan nestling proudly in Yan Wenqing's arms.
He glanced at Tuan Tuan standing beside him provocatively.
The brothers' little tricks did not escape everyone's notice, Yan Wenqing said with a grin that showed his teeth: "These two brothers are quite good at fighting.
You must be a fair judge in the future. Look at our second brother, he refuses to admit defeat. If you are unfair, he won’t be happy. "
These words were spoken to Wen Sihe.
When Wen Sihe thought about the two boys blaming each other and crying and asking her to make the decision, she couldn't help shaking.
Let Lu Zhiye be the ruthless judge.
Lu Zhiye, who was reporting on his work in the office, suddenly sneezed, startling Secretary Wang who was drinking tea.
"Xiao Lu, you got a cold when you were driving a car a while ago. I still have some cold medicine here. Do you want to take some?"
Director Gong said to Lu Zhiye with a smile.
Lu Zhiye waved his hand: "I'm fine. By the way, Director Gong, you just said that temporary worker Zhao Ping'an can make candied dates, right?
Besides this, does she know anything else?
Since we are going to do food processing, we might as well do two more types.”
Secretary Wang also put down the teacup in his hand: "Yes, now without the green dates, there is no way to verify how well she is doing?
Why not pick something else she can do, so we can see how good she is at it."
Secretary Wang would never admit that he was greedy! !
Director Gong waved to Chen Weiqiang who was standing beside him and said, "Go and call Zhao Ping'an over."
Chen Weiqiang swallowed and nodded repeatedly.
Anping was busy putting the pot on and tightening the lid when he suddenly heard Chen Weiqiang's shout and quickly handed the work to someone else.
"Comrade Chen, what's going on?"
Chen Weiqiang explained his purpose, and Anping thought about it carefully, nodded and said, "Didn't Comrade Lu bring back a lot of dried fruits some time ago?
I'll use those, but I'll have to trouble you to borrow some things."
"What? Just tell me, I'll find it for you right away."
Chen Weiqiang waved his hand and immediately agreed.
Anping forced a smile and said, "Don't we have popcorn in our commune?
Go and make me some popcorn."
Chen Weiqiang was a little confused, but didn't say much. He ran to the office, got an order, exchanged it for five kilograms of rice, and prepared to run out.
After thinking about it, he was afraid that it was not enough, so he changed another five kilograms and ran very fast with ten kilograms of rice.
When we arrived at the commune’s family compound, we saw an old man sitting at the door basking in the sun.
Seeing him coming, she hurriedly smiled and welcomed him in.
The ten kilograms of rice filled up a large bag, and Chen Weiqiang took the opportunity to grab a handful and stuffed it into his mouth.
The old man smiled with his eyes narrowed and looked curious: "There are very few people who bring rice to make popcorn, and most of them bring corn to exchange.
What delicious food are you going to make?"
Chen Weiqiang gave the old man a thumbs up and said, "You are well-informed. The workers in our factory can cook their own food.
We need this rice, otherwise, no ordinary family would be willing to eat it like this."
The old man's eyes sparkled, and he quickly packed up his stuff: "I'll go with you to take a look, if there's not enough, I can also make some on the spot."
When Chen Weiqiang heard this, he thought so too. He got on the old man’s ox cart and walked towards the cannery with popcorn in his arms.
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