agricultural doctor

Chapter 65
"Mother, I have an appointment with Shitou and the others, and we will wait under the old willow tree on the lake embankment."

Like a slippery loach, Xing'er broke free from Yeran and slipped out of the door.

"Why is this child disobedient?"

When Aunt Wu crossed Yeran and chased her out, Xing'er had already run away, and she stood at the door with a bowl in her hand: "The sun is so poisonous, it will peel off when you turn back."

"This kid likes to make up his own mind, let him do it!"

Yue'er suffers from palpitations and is a girl, so she can be pampered.

Xing'er is the only young man in the family. He is young and has his own ideas.

Yeran was also worried that Xing'er would be rejected by her friends in the same village.

Xing'er not only got along well with his little friend, but also knew how to give him some sweetness, gathered this force together, and helped him dig the herbs.

Such a child who is a traitor and a traitor will not suffer much.

That being the case, there is no need to be too constrained by Xing'er!

Xing'er just climbed up the lake embankment, and sure enough there were six or seven children under the old willow tree, all waiting with their own empty baskets.

Seeing Xing'er appearing, the leader Shi Shi rushed over excitedly: "Xing'er, did your mother buy some snacks?"

"Bought it!"

Xing'er took out the package of snacks and shared a piece with each of them: "Eat it quickly, it's so sweet and delicious!"

"Mine, mine."

Zhang Ga'er squeezed in and stretched out a dirty hand: "Little fool, where's my snack?"

"No!"

Xing'er put the paper bag behind her, and refused with a stern face: "There is no one who helps dig the herbs, no."

"If you dare not give me food, I will kill you..."

Zhang Ga'er waved his fist to hit Xing'er.

The stone on the side pushed him and stood in front of Xing'er: "When we were digging herbs, you stood aside and watched, and didn't help. Why should I give you some snacks now?"

"Others are afraid of your father, but I am not afraid of you."

Shitou clenched his fists tightly and sneered: "If you dare to hit Xing'er, we will beat you to death together."

"Wow, you guys bully, bully..."

Zhang Ga'er burst into tears and went home to complain to his mother.

The children roared with laughter, made faces behind their backs, and laughed at Zhang Ga'er who ran away: "Bastard, pustule, pustule..."

Xing'er saw that Zhang Ga'er was so angry that he fell down and rolled down the lake embankment, and the corners of his mouth twitched indistinctly.

Shitou's grandfather was Zhou Zecheng, the village chief's grandfather.

This Gar is the little overlord in the village, but when he bumps into a rock, he has to please him.

Xing'er people, little ghosts and elves, knew how to read words and colors.

At this moment, the stone helped him drive the people away, Xing'er opened the oiled paper bag, took out a piece of snack and handed it to him: "Brother Shitou, you dug the most herbs this morning, this one is yours."

"I still have?"

The snack tasted so good, after eating a piece, Shi Shi licked his tongue in full satisfaction.

He could still eat another piece of such a delicious snack. Shi Shi picked up the snack with one hand, but he still felt that it was not enough. Holding the piece of snack with both hands, he carefully brought it to his mouth and swallowed it.

Those children who finished their snacks looked at the stone, drooling, staring at Xing'er with shining eyes.

"Don't look, there's not much left."

Xing'er put the oiled paper bag back into the basket: "After digging the herbs in a while, each person will share a piece. Whoever digs more can get an extra piece of snack like Brother Shitou."

Thinking of the sweet taste of the snacks, the children's eyes lit up and they were full of energy.

Shi Shi waited impatiently: "What are you still doing in a daze? Start digging..."

"Brother Shitou, they are all crowded together, so we can't dig much."

Xing'er came up with an idea: "Dig separately, and when the sun goes down, go back to the willow embankment and compare who has dug more."

"Okay, dig separately!"

(End of this chapter)