"I waited for several days and finally got the chance yesterday," said Erhu.
"We killed a chicken yesterday, and my grandma gave me several pieces of meat. I then gave all the meat to my grandma and my parents.
Grandma praised me happily for a long time, and then served me another big spoonful of chicken. My parents also praised me with a smile.
Grandma said she's been too tired lately. It's just right to kill a chicken to replenish her energy. After all, there are other chickens that can lay eggs."
Song Jinxiu listened carefully, thinking that things would definitely fail in the end, and sure enough, it happened.
"I heard my grandmother praising how well the chicken was killed, and I couldn't help but tell her that I was the one who killed it.
I kept feeding it insects, and it kept eating, and soon it died of overeating.
Then not only was the chicken confiscated, but also earned a mixed doubles meal. This time my grandma didn't even save me. "Erhu sighed, thinking that he was in such a difficult situation.
After waiting for several days, there was nothing good at home.
The rice was in the pot, filling enough, and the dishes were on the table. One bowl of greens, another bowl of greens, or maybe pickles.
What else could I do besides kill the chicken? I was too young to go up the mountain and set the trap.
Erhu's grandmother: I wouldn't be that angry even if I killed a rooster. But you're so good, you always pick the one that lays the most eggs. If it weren't for the relationship between grandfather and grandson, I would have beaten you up!
Song Jinxiu was completely numb.
The naughty kid is too naughty, just give him more homework.
Even your brain can't be idle. Have you mastered addition and subtraction within ten? Within one hundred? Within one thousand? Have you mastered the multiplication table?
Make it, make it as much as you can, there are plenty of books anyway.
What bad intentions could Teacher Song have? She just wants you to have great things.
Sure enough, when children’s hands and brains are busy, the adult world becomes quiet!
Soon it was time to plant rice seedlings.
Song Jinxiu took the children to watch their parents work hard.
By the way, I taught them a poem called "Song of Pity the Farmers"!
This is called on-site teaching, which leaves a deeper impression.
Looking at the rows of seedlings growing neatly in the fields, I can't help but admire the farmers' greatness.
I’ve heard before that people had to use ropes to mark the fields, but that’s lame. Look at these people in the fields.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, neat rows of seedlings were planted!
Seeing this, Song Jinxiu's blood boiled, and she wished she could go and plant the crops herself.
But they all took off their shoes before going down. I am a little fairy, how can I step in the mud?
Then Song Jinxiu saw an old man walking up the ridge of the field, carrying a string.
Song Jinxiu???
Is it too late to take back what I just said?
So the wire is buried in the ground? Why can't I see it?
Then Song Jinxiu saw a scene that was even more terrifying to her.
There were two leeches on the uncle's feet. He just slapped them a few times and the leeches were taken off.
Song Jinxiu's eyes widened, and she took two steps back. Goose bumps appeared on her hands.
Did you have any terrible thoughts just now? Get rid of them quickly.
"Okay, kids, it's almost time, let's go back." Song Jinxiu gathered her friends and ran back to the classroom like the wind.
It's horrible, what's so good about it.
"Why is Teacher Song running so fast?" a child asked in confusion.
"I know, he must be in a hurry to pee, but he's too embarrassed to say it." Another child felt that he saw through everything.
"Oh!" Everyone suddenly realized.
Although they don’t know what to be embarrassed about, they just follow everyone.
Time slipped away quietly, everyone took off their long sleeves and put on short sleeves, and the rice seedlings in the fields grew lushly.
Everything seems so vibrant!
"Children, each of you must bring a sweet potato or taro to school tomorrow. The teacher will take you on a spring outing." Song Jinxiu said in class.
"Oh oh oh!! That's great, that's great!" The little carrot head below cheered.
Then he said, "Teacher Song, what is a spring outing?"
"It's about taking you to the mountains to play, see the scenery, and get close to nature.
"Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles, and reading should also combine work and rest." Song Jinxiu said.
"Oh oh oh!" Although I couldn't quite understand what Teacher Song was saying, it was better than being in the classroom.
The children went home happily and prepared for tomorrow's show.
The next day, a group of little kids wearing cute clothes, wearing a small hat, carrying a small schoolbag, lined up and walked forward.
Oh, the above is Song Jinxiu’s imagination, but one thing was achieved, that is, walking forward in a queue.
They walked in pairs, hand in hand, with the older child leading the way and the younger child following behind. Song Jinxiu stayed at the back, keeping control of the situation, ensuring no one was left behind.
Song Jinxiu set her destination at the place where she first went up the mountain.
Now that my physical condition has improved a lot, walking there is no problem at all.
Everyone was walking and playing along the way, it was very lively.
Song Jinxiu thought that the four little ones could not walk such a long distance, so she had made plans to take a break or carry the children for a while.
Who knew they would walk straight to their destination? Perhaps they had never been to such a far place before, so they were much more excited than everyone else.
The stream here was only as high as Song Jinxiu's knees, and the water flowed very slowly.
It's a good place to take shelter if it rains.
The older children were used to running around in the mountains, so they ran off to collect firewood nearby.
This was a task assigned by Song Jinxiu. The two people were in a group and could not leave each other alone, and they were not allowed to run too far.
Song Jinxiu watched the children playing nearby. They had all taken off their shoes and were jumping on the rocks.
Some were drawing on the sand, while others were playing with mud.
It's so lively with laughter.
Song Jinxiu watched them while digging a hole nearby with a small hoe.
After digging for a while, the digging was taken over by the children watching nearby because they also wanted to play.
Song Jinxiu handed them the small hoe. It was just digging a hole, so they could just play around.
In addition to the sweet potato that each of them brought, Song Jinxiu also brought a lot of medium-sized ones.
Of course Song Jinxiu doesn't need those dozen sweet potatoes, but she can't develop this habit. It would be bad if she gets used to it.
I'm going to prepare some roasted sweet potatoes later. It's a pity that I can't roast the chicken now, otherwise it would be even more delicious.
When a group of older children arrived, there was a pile of firewood on the side.
As soon as the naughty kids of seven or eight years old joined in, the battle immediately escalated.
"Did you bring clothes? Be careful or you might get beaten when you get home!" Song Jinxiu shouted loudly.
I was originally preparing firewood, which I would place over the pit, leaving a hole at the bottom for burning.
Who knew that some children were more skilled than her, so Song Jinxiu gave them the task of kiln sweet potatoes.
I looked up and almost sent her away.
A few older kids were playing and splashing water there, while a few younger kids were cheering and clapping on the side, acting as cannon fodder.
They stood in the middle. When water was splashed on the left, they got splashed. When water was splashed on the right, they also got splashed. And they were still clapping their hands happily.
Song Jinxiu held her forehead, my little heart!
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