When Xiao Jiahua was working outside, Xiao Dabao was the pillar of the family.
He cooks for himself every morning and evening and picks up his younger brother from his grandparents' house.
After that, I went to school on time with my schoolbag.
A typical brotherly behavior.
But as soon as Xiao Jiahua came back, he immediately became a lazy fish and just wanted to stay at home.
Like Xiao Shitou, he sticks to his father-in-law everywhere and at all times.
Even if she still has to lecture me and add homework.
Xiao Jiahua had no choice but to go to Nonggeng Primary School in person and ask for a day off for Xiao Dabao.
She wanted to take her two sons to Qing River to go fishing.
This is the wish that the two children have been clamoring for since summer.
Xiao Jiahua's parents are very strict. No matter how hot the weather is, they don't allow their children to play by the river.
There have been cases of children drowning in the village, and those who drowned were usually those who could swim.
What's more, in her previous life, she was killed for saving a frog that fell into the water, so she especially disliked seeing strangers with nothing.
She suggested to Village Chief Zhao that he should put up a danger sign by the river, increase the number of patrol officers, and drive away any children he saw.
Xiao Dabao and Xiao Shitou are very obedient. They know their mother's taboos and would never overstep the line.
Now that I am allowed to fish in the river, I am so excited.
Xiao Jiahua hadn't touched a fishing rod for the entire winter, but his skills had not become rusty.
She adjusted the fishing line twice and soon caught a big fish.
Xiao Dabao admired her very much: "Mom, you are so awesome! But why can't I catch any fish?"
Xiao Jiahua is very patient.
"Fishing requires more than patience, you also need skills. For example, it's best to be near the shade of trees and reeds."
"Different types of fish are active in different depths of the river. When it's hot, they like to sink to the bottom of the water, and when it's cold or cloudy, they come up to breathe..."
Xiao Jiahua taught him step by step as he spoke.
The kid was very smart. He calmed down and caught a small crucian carp in a short while.
Little Stone saw it and clapped happily: "Brother, great!"
"Not bad." Xiao Jiahua also praised his son.
But he wasn't happy for two minutes before she turned around and threw the fish into the river and let it go.
"Mom!" Xiao Dabao didn't quite understand.
"This fish is too small, with too many bones and little meat. If you don't pick it clean, it will get stuck in your brother's throat if he eats it."
"Moreover, we need to protect the young fish so that the ecological cycle can continue."
"Mom, don't eat the little fish!" Little Stone is always the first to support her.
Xiao Dabao: "It's clear. We have to wait until the small fish grows into a big fish and gives birth to many, many small fish before we can eat them."
"Well, that's about it."
Xiao Jiahua decided not to tell them for the time being that fish lay eggs outside the body, a complex biological phenomenon.
The fisherman caught a few big fish and returned home with a full load.
On the way back to Dong, Xiao Dabao walked very fast with the fish basket on his back, wishing he could go home immediately to enjoy the delicious food.
Xiao Jiahua did not let him go. He asked him about his recent studies and tested him on a lot of math and science knowledge.
Each one was beyond his scope of study.
The more Xiao Dabao answered, the more guilty he felt. He was angry but dared not say anything.
After returning home, he ran into the kitchen and transformed himself into a fish-killing boy to avoid the questioning of his parents.
Xiao Jiahua had no choice but to turn around and teach Xiao Shitou to recite poems.
She turned to a new page of poetry and just after reading two verses, Little Stone immediately recited the next verse.
He tilted his head and said, "Mom, I've taught you this song, I can recite it now!"
Xiao Jiahua was secretly amazed.
He picked out a few long and difficult poems, and Little Stone recited them word for word.
"Oh my god, what kind of extremely smart little genius are you?"
Xiao Jiahua was generous in praising his youngest son.
Little Shitou remained silent. He hugged his mother gently and rested his face on her shoulder.
He smiled shyly and proudly.
Xiao Jiahua made a decisive decision to send Xiao Shitou to Gengdu Primary School, even though he was only four years old.
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