I Deliver Candy To Men

Next door began to dry clothes, bedding, cotton wool, etc.

Looking over the two fences, Song Yingying saw it as soon as she raised her eyes, and she was relieved. Xiao Liuzi knows hygiene and loves cleanliness, which is good. In this way, I will take him to make friends in the future, and people will not despise him.

Just thinking about it, I saw Second Brother Song walking back from the outside wet, and said in surprise, "Second brother, what happened to you? Did you fall into the river?"

He put down half of the dishes he had chosen and ran to the house to get him a clean towel.

Brother Song didn't answer: "I didn't fall into the river." He strode into the house, "Wait for me to change."

After a while, he came out after changing his clothes, holding wet clothes in one hand and dirty shoes in the other, squatting in the yard to wash: "It's Xiao Liuzi who fell into the river, I'll fetch him."

"Why did he fall into the river again?" Song Yingying said in surprise, this kid really has a fate with water. She and he first met by the river, but today they fell again.

Second Brother Song said: "Also, it's dangerous today. He's exhausted and can't climb up. The more he flops, the farther he gets from the river. If I hadn't gone down to catch him, he might not be able to climb up! "

Song Yingying was startled: "What's going on?"

Second brother Song pouted at the next door: "Look at the things hanging on the fence of his house, he fetches water every once in a while, doesn't he effortlessly?"

Song Yingying froze for a moment: "He's tired, why doesn't he know to rest?"

She only cared to be happy that he liked to be clean, but ignored that it was very laborious to fetch water, and he was young.

"Thanks to you, second brother!" Song Yingying said in fear.

Second brother Song didn't take it seriously, he just said, "I'm teaching him, but he doesn't say a word. Haven't you been with him recently? Go and tell him what to do, how can you be in a hurry?"

Song Yingying nodded: "I'll go tell him now."

My friend fell into the water, why should I express my condolences?

I took a piece of ginger, wrapped it in a little brown sugar, and went next door.

Sixth son fell into the water, and his clothes could not be worn. Now he only wears a pair of trousers and cleans the house.

He chopped a handful of hay from nowhere, tied it into a broom, bent over and swept the floor, and the whole room was dusty.

Song Yingying had just stepped into one foot, but she was choked out immediately: "Six sons, you can't sweep the floor like this, the broom must stick to the ground."

"You, why are you here?!" Liu Zi was startled when he heard her voice, he was shirtless now, very embarrassed to see her, his face was ashamed and embarrassed, he quickly stepped back, "You go out! Go out! !"

Song Yingying didn't need him to scold him, so she left by herself. Thinking of the thin back under the glance, she felt a little distressed, so she didn't tease him: "I heard my second brother say you fell into the river? I took a piece of ginger, and I'll give it to you. Burn some **** tea."

It's still spring, and although the weather is warm, it's better to be careful.

After speaking, he went to the stove with familiarity.

Liu Zi remembered the mess in the kitchen, opened his mouth to stop her, and closed his mouth sullenly. Forget it, she must not listen.

Looking at the dust in the room, he threw the broom on the ground and turned to look for clothes.

Everything he could wear was washed by him. The only thing I could wear, got wet in the river, and is now hanging outside. After looking around, I turned out a cotton-padded jacket. Dirty, he frowned and looked at it a few times before throwing it back.

Song Yingying had just started the fire when she saw Liu Zi come in, wearing that wet clothes.

Frowning, he pulled him over: "Burn the fire yourself."

Sitting in front of the stove like this, the clothes dry faster.

The six sons sat down obediently.

"Thank you second brother." He lowered his head, filled the stove with firewood, and pursed his mouth, "But I have nothing to repay you."

He saved her, and she brought him pancakes. But second brother Song fished him out of the river, but he had nothing to repay.

"Then if you have anything to repay, how are you going to repay it?" Song Yingying teased him.

Liu Zi stayed for a while.

He has nothing now. But, if he has everything, how will he repay?

"Whatever you want, I'm willing." After thinking about it, he nodded solemnly, "I'm willing to kill me."

He spoke very solemnly, and it was impossible for people to ignore his seriousness because he was young. Song Yingying knew his character from the book, and at this moment she naturally knew that what he said was true.

"I'm not asking you to repay your kindness, but it's just that my second brother rescued you was just a matter of extending your hand. You want to repay your kindness so badly." Song Yingying thought about it and decided to take this opportunity to instill in him. A little concept, "That is, you have no father or mother now. If you have a father and a mother waiting to be honored, but you sacrifice your life because someone saved you, what should you do if you ask your mother and father? You don't need to repay the kindness of their childbirth. ?"

Six sons stay.

"I have neither a father nor a mother." He pursed his lips and stared at the hot flames in the stove, "I don't owe anyone's kindness, I just need to repay your second brother's kindness."

"That's not the case." Song Yingying squatted down and counted for him with her fingers broken. "To decide how to do something, you need to consider a lot, and be careful. Just because you don't have parents, you can't say it's the right thing to do."

"Let's make an analogy. My second brother saved you today, and you have to repay my second brother. If someone saves you after a while, what will you do? It's also a life-saving grace, who do you repay?"

Liu Zi thought for a moment and said, "I'll repay your second brother first."

"Then if you lose your life in order to repay my second brother, and you can no longer repay that person's kindness, don't you owe a huge favor?" Song Yingying bluffed him, "You will be under Huangquan after your death, Are you at peace?"

"Do you want to say that you will repay him in the next life? But what if someone saves you in the next life? Will you be able to repay it in the next life?" After Song Yingying finished speaking, she grabbed a blade of grass and poked him in the face to play, " You have been reincarnated for ten lifetimes, can you finish it? Tell me, the more reincarnations you have, the more debts you owe!"

Liu Zi was stopped and frowned.

"Let me use an analogy again. If my second brother rescued you casually, and the other person rescued you by desperately trying to save you, who has the greatest kindness? They all saved your life, and you all owe others their life-saving grace, you Do you think the two people have the same kindness towards you?" Song Yingying asked again.

Liu Zi was dumbfounded, unable to answer.

He was young and had never read a book. Unlike Song Yingying, who lives in the modern age and has been studying for ten years, although she will reach the basic level of compulsory education, in the modern age of information explosion, reading is extremely convenient, and it is too easy to acquire knowledge.

He was so angry that he flicked away the blade of grass that Song Yingying was teasing him with: "Take an analogy! I have a grudge against you? You always play an analogy!"

He felt that Song Yingying was so good at talking, he couldn't talk about her at all.

Is it because he is two years older than him? But other children in the village who are older than him are not so articulate, are they?

Maybe, she is a mountain spirit! She is actually an old monster, not a human at all!

He secretly slandered and looked at her not very convinced: "Then what do you say?"

"It's very simple." Song Yingying spread her hands, "When you need it, you just need to help."

"It's that simple?" Liu Zi was stunned for a moment.

"Yeah." Song Yingying nodded, "It's as simple as that. When someone saves you, it's not necessarily something you want in return. You keep this in your heart, and when they need it, just help. You don't have to work hard, and you don't have to. You give everything and it's appropriate."

Liu Zi looked at her blankly.

Song Yingying took the opportunity to tell him a story: "Have you ever heard someone tell a story about a playbook? How did you thank the rich man for saving his life? Did you work hard? No. Did you hand over all your wealth? No. It was a gift. Silver taels, enough for that person to build a house and marry a wife, is called lavish, which is very commendable."

Song Yingying picked out some stories she had read to tell him, and planted a seed of "repaying gratitude in moderation" in his heart.

Liu Zi listened to her telling stories one after another, and gradually became convinced and nodded: "I remember."

The **** tea was already cooked, Song Yingying put brown sugar in it and told him to drink it while it was still hot.

"Also, don't be brave in the future when you're tired. If my second brother didn't pass by today, you'd be drowned, do you know that?" Song Yingying finally spoke up and glared at him.

Liu Zi nodded, and his voice revealed a rare meekness: "Well."

He was sitting by the stove and making a fire just now, his clothes were almost dry, and now a bowl of **** tea went down, and he was sweating.

His mouth has both the spiciness of **** and the sweetness of brown sugar. At this moment, his stomach is boiling hot, and his clear eyes are looking at Song Yingying, revealing eagerness that he doesn't even know.

Song Yingying stretched out her hand and pointed to the sheets hanging on the fence: "You have taken it down, can you sew it yourself?"

Demolition and sewing are not the same thing.

Song Yingying knew a little bit of needlework, but it took a long time to sew a hair band. He actually took off the bedding, can he sew it back?

Liu Zi hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

He dismantled Song Laohuai's straw sandals, and then he could weave a pair and sew a quilt... Shouldn't it be difficult?

Song Yingying said: "Then you can sew, if you can't sew, call me."

"You know?" Liu Zi asked rhetorically.

Song Yingying hummed: "I asked my mother to sew for you."

The six sons stopped talking.

Song Yingying went home and went to the old lady Yang Song: "Mother, the sixth son dismantled his bedding, I don't think he can sew it up, can you help him sew it up?"

Song Laoniang frowned: "Yingying, don't worry about him, let's take care of ourselves."

"What's the matter? He is so pitiful, a neighbor, please help!" Song Yingying shook her hand and said.

Song Lao Niang also knew that the sixth son was pitiful, but it was not so simple. She told Song Yingying about her concerns: "...You know, right? We can't manage too much, otherwise, if we fall into the eyes of others, we won't be able to fall into peace."

Song Yingying didn't think so, she said: "You should let them see! They should take care of them, they don't care, so why not let others take care of them? How can there be such a reason? Tell me, we should take care of it, it's better to call They were afraid and did what they had to do."

After she finished speaking, she winked at Mrs. Song again: "Mother, if they know that their faces are not good-looking, they will treat Liu Zi well, and we won't have to deal with them in the future! If we don't care about them, there will be no suspicion! Even at the beginning It's not quiet, but the body is not afraid of the shadow, and we don't want the few acres of land, when the six sons are taken care of, we will be fine as soon as we let go!"

Song Lao Niang couldn't entangle her, she wanted to reject her, but she couldn't make any sense out of her entanglement.

The old couple are both reasonable people, and they do not blindly use parental authority to restrain their children. Most of the time, they convince people with reason. Hearing what Song Yingying said in a decent manner, she said, "I'll talk to your father when your father comes back."

"Yeah!" Song Yingying accepted it when she saw it.

When Father Song came back, Mother Song told him.

It happened that Brother Song also came back. Hearing these words, he thought about it and said, "I think the little sister is right. What a pitiful child. I heard Xiao Er said that he almost drowned in the river today. Where is it. You are so hard to make a living at such a young age, if you don’t help a little, do you really want to watch him die?”

When the eldest son said this, Father Song was also shaken: "That's fine."

With the support of her family, Song Yingying couldn't be more happy: "Father, mother, eldest brother, second brother, our family are all good people!"

Song Lao Niang twisted her mouth: "It's not all you! Your heart is as soft as cotton! I don't know who to follow!"

"Follow my father! Follow my mother!" Song Yingying ran out with a smile, went to Liu Zi's house, rolled up the dried sheets and held it in her arms, and said to Liu Zi, "Hold the cotton wool and my mother will sew it for you."

Liu Zi was stunned: "I sew it myself!"

"What are you talking about, let's go." Song Yingying went out with the sheets on her head.

Liu Zi couldn't stop her, she picked up the cotton wool a little nervously and followed.

Mrs. Song told them to put things on the bed. She had already prepared needles and needles. As soon as she took off her shoes and sat on the bed, she was ready to sew the quilt.

Liu Zi still wanted to help, but was kicked out by Mrs. Song: "You two go out to play, you are not needed here."

Six sons looked at Song Yingying, obviously waiting for her to make up her mind.

When Mrs. Song saw it, her heart softened. The six sons, who have been washed clean, have clear eyebrows, a pair of black and white eyes, clear eyes, and look like a good boy. Obey your daughter, and it's okay to play together.

Thinking like this, she said to Song Yingying, "Didn't you finish the boiled eggs in the morning? Get one with Liu Zi each, and go out to play after eating."

The six sons shook their heads when they heard this, but Song Yingying took his hand and walked out without seeing anything.

This is the second time Liu Zi has been met by her.

The last time, it was the day they made friends, and she held his with a clean, soft and slippery hand. This time when he held his hand, he found that her palm was warm. Like her people, she is always hot.

He pursed his lips, nothing in his mind for a while, dizzy, just wanted to follow her.

When they came to the kitchen, Song Yingying took out two eggs from the pot, one for each of the six sons.

Since the last time she gave her six sons two eggs, she told Mrs. Song that she had eaten them. Mrs. Song thought that her daughter was greedy for eggs, so she boiled eggs for her to eat every three to five. Song Yingying doesn't like to eat very much, so she didn't eat it this morning.

She took it in her hand and slowly peeled the shell. She peeled it very slowly, and when she finished peeling it, the six sons had already eaten, and she handed this one in her hand.

Six sons didn't want it, so she put it in his mouth: "Eat it, my mother specially told you to eat it."

The eggs were soaked in his saliva, and she would definitely not want them, so Liu Zi didn't reject them any more.

Song Yingying poured him another bowl of water: "Rush."

Eating two eggs is enough for choking.

Six sons are very good, give him water and drink it when he takes it. After drinking, he lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

She is nice to him. Brother Song rescued him. Mrs. Song gave him eggs and sewed quilts for him. Their family is fine.

Faced with this kind of undisguised kindness, Liu Zi didn't know what to do.

He really has nothing in return. He thought to himself that he would never bully Song Yingying in the future, nor let others bully Song Yingying.

"Where are we going to play?" Song Yingying took him out for a walk after eating the eggs.

It was still early before dark, and Mrs. Song didn't want to help, and the two children were just strolling around the village.

"I'll take you to dig mud?" After thinking about it, Liu Zi said.

Clay is a very sticky soil that can be kneaded into various shapes, and boys love to play with it. Sixth son saw a lot of people digging, making dolls, making houses, making all kinds of things, and crashing.

He also dug it himself. At that time, he wanted to pinch a rabbit, but it didn't look like it at all. He put it on the window sill, and then it was dried and hard. One day, it was blown to the ground and shattered by a strong wind.

"Do you think it's dirty?" After speaking, he hesitated again, looking at Song Yingying's clean clothes and shoes.

Song Yingying smiled and said, "If you dig, I don't think it's dirty."

Six sons are willing to dig for her. He owes so much to the Song family, so what does it mean to dig some clay for Song Yingying? But the strange thing is that every time she talks like this, he actually wants to stare at her.

"Let's go." He headed ahead.

The place where the clay was dug was a little far from here, and the two of them walked while talking casually until a group of children came across them.

Ranging from eight or nine to eleven or twelve. Seeing Liu Zi, I was very curious at first, and his eyes were strange. After a while, I don't know who said, "Isn't this Liu Zi?"

"Really six sons?"

"Look at his right hand! Six fingers! Six sons!"

"Why did he wash his face? Almost didn't recognize it!"

A group of children shouted, as if seeing something strange, and ran over to surround Liu Zi and Song Yingying.