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Chapter 283 Okay, you can move into the pigsty too

Zhao Heng picked up Abao. He thought for a while and said, "Let your mother answer you later?"

Abao groaned, and then buried his little head in the crook of Zhao Heng's neck, feeling aggrieved.

Dabao obviously heard what was going on outside. He was holding Abao's mini shovel in his hand and looking as if he was about to go out and fight.

"You, please be honest with me." Zhao Heng pointed at Yang Dabao.

Dabao snorted and began to mutter: "You shouldn't have saved them, they still cursed!"

With Jiao Yang mediating inside, the people were quickly driven away, and Wang Chunniang entered the courtyard after finishing her work.

"Mother, don't be unhappy." As soon as Abao heard Wang Chunniang's footsteps, he immediately tilted his head and stretched out his arms towards Wang Chunniang.

Wang Chunniang picked him up, then pulled Dabao to sit next to her.

"Godmother, don't be angry! They are all white-eyed wolves." Dabao leaned next to Wang Chunniang and said indignantly.

"Mother, save people...is it right to save people?" Abao sat on Wang Chunniang's lap and asked Wang Chunniang: "I...should I save people in the future?"

"Mom will save them today because you two rushed out first. I can't let you two take risks." Wang Chunniang will not tell lies just because they are children.

"My mother saved them without any intention of repaying them. Even if they come to make trouble like this, my mother still feels that she has a clear conscience." Wang Chunniang touched the heads of the two children: "It's good to have a clear conscience, but the first step is to protect yourself."

Abao scratched his little crotch again.

"Why are you scratching? Do you have lice?" Zhao Heng asked coldly.

"What are lice?" Abao's topic started to go astray.

Wang Chunniang glared at Zhao Heng.

After Zhao Heng stopped talking, Abao finally remembered what he was struggling with: "Mom, but...but daddy said before that if you do good deeds, you must leave your name behind!"

"What your father said is right." Wang Chunniang nodded: "What your father said does not conflict with what your mother said."

"If what happened at noon today happens again, mom will still save people." Wang Chunniang said to the two children.

Dabao also scratched his head: "Next time it's me, I won't save you!"

After all, the two children were still young, and it was difficult to sort out these complicated matters in a very orderly manner, but Wang Chunniang and Zhao Heng did not shy away from them, allowing them to see Mother Tang's ugly face.

After all, human nature is complicated, and it’s good to meet them once.

However, what the family did not expect was that since this incident, whenever Abao came back from school early, he would take Changmao to the door and wait for Wang Chunniang to come home. She was afraid that her mother would meet bad people on the way back.

Zhao Heng tried several times to carry away the pony that A Bao had left outside, but he always made A Bao chirp.

"I want to wait for my mother to come back!" In order to fight against Zhao Heng, Abao even used his own small bamboo flute as a weapon.

"Daddy, please don't come here!" Abao stretched out her little paw to stop Zhao Heng from taking away her maza: "If you come here again, I...I'm playing the flute!"

Zhao Heng: "..."

Ever since, Abao sat obediently at the door of the house, holding a small bamboo flute in his hand, and Changmao lay beside her to accompany her.

When A Bao was holding the little bamboo flute and waiting for his mother, his hands felt a little itchy and he always wanted to pick up the little bamboo flute and play it.

On this day, Abao was still obediently waiting for Wang Chunniang at the door. As a result, someone from a neighboring village happened to be passing by on the street in Xicun Village holding a funeral.

In the village, if anything like this happens, you have to play the flute. Abao heard the sound from a distance and quickly took out his small bamboo flute. Like everyone else, he played it gracefully. stand up.

When everyone heard the unique bamboo flute sound, they all looked towards A Bao.

"Brother, Grandpa is in mourning. That little kid played so hard, give her a copper!" someone in the crowd said.Then, Abao saw a young strange man walking towards him.

As soon as the man approached, Changmao barked, and Zhao Heng, who was busy in the yard, came out without wiping his hands.

Then, he saw A Bao holding a copper plate and felt like he was getting a lot of benefits. He was so happy!

"Dad, they gave it to me! They said I play the bamboo flute well!" Abao said, stretching his head and looking at the team over there.

Zhao Heng's temples bulged, and he stretched out his hand to carry the person back to the yard.

"Dad, I'll wait for my mother!" Abao refused to move.

Zhao Heng pinched his eyebrows and asked helplessly: "How much pork have you earned recently?"

Abao pulled his paws and counted them, then stretched out three fingers towards Zhao Heng and said in a sweet voice: "Thirty pounds!"

We went out three times and she remembered it clearly!

Oh yes, there is also a copper plate!Abao raised the copper plate in his hand again.

"Dad, I want to go out and earn more pork!" Abao is obviously addicted, and he can still make money without going to school.

Zhao Heng kept pinching his eyebrows. His original intention was to let A Bao get more exposure to the smoke of fireworks and integrate into the world more. As a result...A Bao started to go astray again!

He had to find a way.

this night,

Abao took Wang Chunniang and talked about how she earned a copper coin by playing the bamboo flute, while Zhao Heng took Zhao Xuan and circled a place in the yard.

"Dad, are you planning to raise some more chickens, ducks and geese?" Zhao Xuan asked doubtfully. This enclosed area is obviously for raising things.

"You'll know tomorrow." Zhao Heng said.

Zhao Xuan looked at this place, thought of Abao again, and suddenly had a suspicion in his mind.

The next morning, before Abao woke up, he heard something moving in the yard.

She climbed down from the kang in a daze, and walked out while rubbing her eyes.

When she walked to the door of the hall, she vaguely saw her father standing there tinkering with something.

"Daddy." Abao shouted subconsciously and walked forward in confusion.

Zhao Heng turned around suddenly, and just as he turned around, a fat little pig grunted and rushed towards Ah Bao.

As soon as he saw the little pig, Po's sleepyheads immediately flew away.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" seeing the pig chasing him away, Abao howled and ran in the yard.

Zhao Heng picked him up, and the little pig stood next to Abao and swung his little tail.

"From now on, this pig at home will be under your control, and we will try to raise it to one hundred pounds by the end of the year." Zhao Heng pointed at the pig.

Abao was confused: "..."

Don’t you want to earn pork?Why raise pigs?

"Dad, I want to go out during the day to earn pork, and come back to raise pigs at night." Abao thought about it for herself, and she felt that this arrangement was the most reasonable!
Zhao Heng: "..."

"Okay, you can move into the pigsty too."

(End of this chapter)