What else do boys care about?
Which brothers didn't fight when they were kids?
Ye Yaodong didn’t take it seriously, it’s good for the boys to be raised, anyway, if you raise them, you will grow up.
It’s not good for my daughter, I have to watch it carefully, otherwise I don’t know if I’m accidentally taken away by some dog.
Just thinking about it makes him a little bit stuffed.
Can't think.
Ye Yaodong took the bowl held in the old lady's hand, "Let me feed you, go read scriptures and listen to the radio."
"Then you should be careful, blow more, don't burn the child."
"Um."
Ye Yaodong scooped up a little with a small spoon and blew. Before he started feeding, Ye Xiaoxi staggered to the railing and stood up again, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
"Here, come, you can eat right away."
Before the spoon was handed to her, her mouth was already open, looking very hungry.
"Didn't you usually feed her?"
He was puzzled, why did he look so impatient?
"Who didn't feed her? I'm not a stepmother." Lin Xiuqing turned her head to look at the father and daughter, and said angrily, "Look at her meaty, like a meat dumpling. Does she look like eating?"
"Which day didn't she eat an egg alone? Neither of her two older brothers was treated like this."
Too!
Fat and meaty!
The flesh on the face is almost hanging down, soft and tender, and there is a double chin.
I wear too many clothes in winter, and I can’t see the arms like lotus root joints on my hands, but they are heavy in my hands, and I hug the door to bask in the sun.
Where does it look like a poor guy who hasn't had enough to eat?
"Then...does she have to eat less like this? The two sons are not as good as her...will they grow up like this in the future?"
He couldn't help but worry a little. He was called cute when he was a child. If he kept getting fat and became a big girl, it would be ugly. He also didn't dislike his own children, but he was afraid that the little girl would feel inferior when she grew up.
"You worry too much. How old is she? When she grows up, she can walk. Maybe she will lose weight. Or when she grows up, she will be fine. There are no fat people in our family. I want to grow up these days. It's not easy being fat."
"That's true!"
Ye Yaodong fed it spoonful by spoonful, watching her obediently eat with her mouth wide open, she also looked satisfied, and the smile on her face never fell.
After the whole bowl had bottomed out, he wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and touched her soft little face by the way.
It is really like egg custard, tender, soft and slippery, how can you not squeeze enough?
But it is estimated that he has been pinching for a long time, and the little guy also protested, holding his hand impatiently and screaming.
Ye Yaodong simply carried her out of the station cage, taking advantage of the sun outside the house, and planned to take her out for a walk before eating, and bask in the sun to kill bacteria and supplement calcium.
The sun is hard to come out, and the children are also very happy to call for friends and run wildly in the open space.
I don’t know who made an iron ring. A large group of people can play with only one iron ring. They can fly up and run with them. I don’t know what tricks they are playing?
At this time, Ye Chenghu saw his father holding Ye Xiaoxi, and ran over panting, "Dad, can you make me a hoop too? I want to play hoops too."
Make hoops? Rolling hoops?
Ye Yaodong raised his eyes and looked at the group of children carefully, "How could I do this? You think highly of me, right? You should call you grandpa for this kind of work."
"Huh? You don't know how? My father knows it, why don't you?"
Are you going to fight your father now?
"I will, and no one else will. Who stipulates that other people will do it, so I will do it? I have never done this thing."
"Then you learn, take a closer look, make me one, I really want it, it's fun, but he doesn't tell me to play..."
"The stone is home and asked his father to make it. I want it too, so you just make one..."
Ye Chenghu grabbed the hem of his clothes and kept chanting, with his neck stretched out, watching them running around and playing.
Ye Yaodong understands the fun of these children too well, because he also loves to play!
These days, although the conditions of every household are not rich, the children are not boring.
These children in the late 70s did not have mobile phones or games in childhood, but they had their own toys in childhood, which were basically made by adults at home.
Homemade toys are also one of the greatest entertainments for these late 70s kids, their happiness is so simple.
"Father, just make one, everyone else has it, it's very simple..."
Ye Yaodong yelled at him so badly that his clothes were being dragged down, he was so annoying.
"I'll make you one after dinner, don't worry about it."
"Really? Yes~" Ye Chenghu was so happy that he jumped up.
"Go and ask someone to come over and show me the things. It's okay to be idle and deliberately embarrass your father. My father never made this thing for me when I was young, and I haven't played it. How can I do it?"
"Then when you make it, I will lend you to play for a while!"
Ye Yaodong: "..."
He can’t do it, is this the problem?
After Ye Chenghu finished speaking, he ran away in a gust of excitement. He had to ask his friends to take it over to show his father quickly, so that his father would not regret it.
After just a short while, he ran back quickly, and brought a group of people behind him.
"Father, here you are, don't break it, just take a look."
After trying to roll it a few times, he also understood how to do it. Simple is very simple, just composed of a wire loop and a handle.
He felt that holding Ye Xiaoxi with one hand was a bit too heavy, and she wanted to pounce down to grab it out of curiosity, but she couldn't hold it with one hand, so he quickly returned the iron ring to Ye Chenghu, and held the child with both hands .
"Big fart, so curious!"
After Ye Chenghu returned the hoop to his little friend, he looked at his father with hope, "Dad, can you do it? Do you understand? When will you make it for me?"
Ye Chengyang also raised his head and looked eagerly, "Father, I want it too!"
Another group of nephews and nieces also looked at him with full expectation!
"Third Uncle~"
Ye Chenghai smiled flatteringly, "Third Uncle~ If you want to do it, let's make a few more by the way..."
Ye Yaodong: "..."
Does he look idle?
"Let's go home for dinner first. Your mother has cooked all the meals. Go back to your respective homes and find your father."
"Then do it after dinner?"
Ye Yaodong cast a glance at them without answering, turned around and walked to the courtyard gate first.
"Dad?"
"Father? Can you do it?"
The two boys followed immediately, asking questions non-stop.
"Father? Do you make it after eating?"
"Father, I want to..."
"Third Uncle..."
Ye Yaodong would not accept their words, so many children, 12,345,678, he would not accept such a big order!
Ye Chenghu saw that his brothers and sisters were all following him, wanting to enjoy themselves, so he hurriedly dragged Ye Chengyang into the courtyard and closed the courtyard door to prevent his cousins from entering.
"Don't come in, don't call me daddy, go find your own daddy!"
Originally, his father was lazy and knew nothing, and didn't want to do it for them. With so many people, he definitely didn't want to do it anymore!
Ye Chenghai and his group stomped their feet fiercely after being shut down, "Ye Chenghu, remember it for me!"
"Huh~"
Ye Chenghu didn't listen to his threats! Turning his head sideways, he trotted quickly to keep up with Ye Yaodong's footsteps.
"Daddy~wait for me, daddy~"
"Father, shall we make it after dinner?"
"Dad, I locked the door, you just need to make two..."
Lin Xiuqing brought out bowls of rice, and looked puzzled at them, one behind the other, following Ye Yaodong's buttocks.
"do what?"
"Tie Quan, Dad just promised me, didn't you, Dad?"
This doesn't give an accurate answer, how can they eat with peace of mind? I feel uncomfortable like scratching my heart and scratching my liver, and I can't stop thinking about it.
Ye Yaodong put Ye Xiaoxi back into the cage, and as soon as he turned around, he saw the two tails behind him looking at him hopefully.
"Father, shall we eat..."
"Shut up, you've asked me 18 times! Why are you getting more and more wordy? You can talk more when you're younger than your grandma, but you can still do it when you're old?"
"Then shall we make iron rings after dinner?" Ye Chenghu only asked this question, wanting an accurate answer.
Lin Xiuqing bent his five fingers, and hit him with a five-watch hammer, "Why are you so verbose? You keep asking questions, and you've been asking since morning."
Ye Chenghu covered his head with his hands, and looked at them aggrieved, "Father, what I promised earlier..."
"You know I promised, but you still keep asking? Are you annoying?"
"But when I asked you later, you didn't answer me again! You didn't tell me for sure to cook after dinner. If you told me, I wouldn't keep asking."
"Then it's my fault? You're so wordy, hurry up and wash my hands and eat, or forget about it."
"immediately!"
Ye Chenghu was happy now, and immediately went to wash his hands.
Ye Chengyang also opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Yaodong, "Father, I want to..."
"There are, there are..."
There must be one for each person, otherwise the two brothers will really fight.
Ye Chengyang was also happy now, and hurriedly climbed off the stool with hands and feet, and washed his hands too.
Lin Xiuqing looked at their backs and muttered, "I started playing like crazy as soon as the holidays were over, and I didn't do my homework. I have to wait until school starts tomorrow to rush to work there."
"Everyone was playing there, didn't he also play along? Otherwise, you should watch it at night..."
"I don't need my eyes? It's so bright outside during the day, I don't do my homework and run around, and I turn on the light to write at night. The electricity bill is too much?"
"Then don't worry about it. Anyway, when things come to an end, you have to write. If you can't finish writing, let the teacher play the handboard."
Lin Xiuqing was extremely helpless. If I am like this, it is no wonder that my son is also thinking about playing all day long.
A dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix begets a phoenix, and a son born to a mouse can make holes.
If the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is of course not straight.
There is one more, wait for me for an hour