Little wealth

"Then sit here and don't come over."

"Hmm~"

After settling down his son, Josh went to continue the work of boiling syrup, scooped out the dregs in the wooden basin with a spoon, filtered it again with gauze, and poured all the filtered water without any dregs into the pot Put it in a small stove and boil it over a high fire. After the water inside has evaporated a lot, it is slowly boiled over a small fire.

At this time, in order to prevent the syrup from sticking to the bottom of the pot, stir slowly with a spoon while boiling, and the syrup inside will be boiled less and less until the syrup inside is thickened.

"Em~"

"Hey, wait a minute."

The kid sitting by the door couldn't wait any longer and kept calling him. Josh looked back and found it funny to see the kid still obediently sitting on the stool. Their son really It was for one bite, and even the buttocks that usually don't sit on the stool are stuck to the stool.

In the middle, their mother came over, trying to coax his grandson out, but this kid was determined to wait here, and he was a little surprised by his patient appearance.

After simmering for about half an hour, the syrup in the pot became viscous. If you dip a little bit of chopsticks into cold water, it will form immediately, but it is not very hard, and the syrup in this pot is ready.

A large pot of water boiled out only a little syrup at the bottom of the pot. For such a little syrup, he worked hard for several days.But when he finally saw syrup, he felt that the previous hard work was worth it.

Pour out the syrup with a small jar that was washed and dried in advance, took a clean bowl to fill out the rest of the pot, took a small board and a shovel, and called out to my son who had been waiting at the door for a long time , "Okay, let's go back to the main room."

Waiting for the child to stand up, he grabbed his clothes with his small hands, Josh carried something in his hand, and led his son back to the main room.

Seeing his daughter-in-law and grandson coming, Zhao Amu smelled a sweet smell of sugar, looked at the bowl in his daughter-in-law's hand, and asked, "Is this boiled syrup?"

"Yeah, it took me a long time to make this little bit. There is still a small pot in the kitchen, which is left over. I will take it to make sugar paintings for Niannian." Josh moved a small folding wooden table over, Unfold the table, put things on it, and a turntable that was just improvised.

It is said to be a turntable, but it is actually a small board with a pointer and several pictures drawn on it.

There are no such things as brushes at home, so he drew this picture with a piece of charcoal he randomly found in the stove, but he can probably see what it is.

"Come on, let me teach you how to play this thing." Putting the finished turntable on the table, Josh taught his son how to turn the turntable, "Look, there are butterflies, chickens, little stars and Ye Zi, let's move this pointer, whichever the pointer points to, I will make it for you."

"Okay, come on."

The little baby who played this game for the first time was very excited. The little hands imitated what the adults taught just now, and moved the pointer in the middle, and the pointer started to spin.

The little baby jumped up and clapped his hands happily, his eyes were big and bright, "Amm um~"

"Wow, it's very good, it's a little star, then I'll make you a little star." Josh thought to himself that it's a good thing his son didn't spin the most difficult butterfly, otherwise he really didn't know how to do it. up.These four are already the easiest things he can think of to make, but when he started making sugar paintings, he found that he still overestimated himself a bit.

I picked up a spoon and scooped a little syrup on the top, and drew a little star on the board that looked like flowers, rain and fog...

Just be a little star!

Press a small stick in the middle, wait until the sugar painting hardens, gently scoop out the little star with a small shovel, and hand the little star to the son, "Come, take your little star."

"Hee hee~" Xiao Wa'er took his little star with a happy face, but was not willing to eat it, and ran to show Ah Mo, "Ah Mo."

"Hey, it's so pretty. Maltose can be made into paintings? Grandson eats it." Zhao Amu looked at the sugar painting in grandson's hand, and was a little surprised.

The little baby stretched out his head and licked the candy on his hand, blinked his eyes, and seemed to feel that it was sweet, so he giggled and ran around the adults while laughing.

"Nian Nian, sit and eat, don't run around, be careful of falling." Josh tried to be the second one over there, looked up at his son, saw the child running with a small stick, I am afraid that the child will fall, and it will be bad if the small stick in his hand is poked in the face.

Hearing the daughter-in-law shouting, Zhao Amu helped her grandson sit down to eat, "Sit here and eat."

Holding the candy in his hand, the little baby also listened to the adults, and sat on the small stool obediently, unwilling to bite, so he stuck out his little tongue and licked the candy in his hand bit by bit, as if Whatever you eat is delicious.

Glancing at the child eating candy, Josh couldn't help laughing. He felt that a childhood without candy was incomplete. What he was doing now was to give his son a complete and happy childhood.

"Mum, would you like to try it?"

"I'll come too? Okay, I'll try." In the end, Zhao Amu got up and turned the turntable without resisting the curiosity.

When turning the pointer stops, pointing to the butterfly.

"..." Josh's face froze for a moment, he pulled his cheeks a little, smiled a little, and said, "Congratulations, Mu, it's a butterfly. I'll make you a butterfly." The little star was shoveled up, and continued to scoop the syrup to make the second one, the body and wings of the butterfly... just make do with it.

Press the small stick to shovel out the hard butterfly, and accidentally broke a little wing.

...just make do with it...

"Hehe, it's so beautiful." Zhao Amu took the sugar painting, it was the first time he had seen someone make such a beautiful figure with sugar, the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes became deeper when he smiled, and he couldn't bear to eat the sugar painting with a stick Sugar painted.

"Ah Huang, eat." The little boy who was sitting there eating candy started to be dishonest again. He licked a few mouthfuls and stuffed the candy into the dog's mouth. After the dog licked it, he thought again. Keep licking.

Ah Huang was inexplicably stuffed with a mouthful of candy, and licked it with his long tongue, it was sweet.

"...Hey, hey, wait!" Josh hurriedly grabbed his son's hand, pulled out the candy that the dog had chewed in his hand, gave him a new one, and said, "You Eat this, and Ah Huang will eat yours."

"Here~ Ah Huang."

In exchange for a new one, the little boy didn't make a fuss, so he gave Ah Huang the one he ate just now.

"Didn't I teach you that when you give Ah Huang something to eat, you can only break off a little bit for Ah Huang to eat, and you can't stuff the whole thing in Ah Huang's mouth. It's not that I don't allow you to feed Ah Huang the whole thing, but if you give the whole thing to Ah Huang Ah Huang is gone, then give it to Ah Huang, and come to me to get a new one, you can’t give Ah Huang a bite, and then you continue to chew, you know?” Josh squatted in front of the child, holding the child’s hand and following him. He discusses this matter.

Seeing the child's ignorant face, he felt a bit of a headache again, and he didn't know if the child had eaten with Ah Huang like this before, and he felt that it must have been in all likelihood.

Of course, he didn't dislike Ah Huang, it's just that it's not good for humans and dogs to eat the same thing.

"Then you promise me that next time you will give something to Ah Huang, and you will ask me first. I agree, so you can give it to Ah Huang?" Ask him what he means before anything, and he can only do it when he says it's okay.

The little baby understood the words, and while licking the candy in his hand, hummed earnestly.

"Then you should remember, let's pull Gogou." Josh stretched out his little finger and hooked the little hand of the child, "The pull hook cannot be changed for 100 years...Look at you, your mouth is watering from laughing, Don't laugh, eat your candy, lick it slowly, don't drool." Looking at the child's silly smile, it makes people not angry at all.

"Okay, you eat candy." It's worrying all day long!

I pinched the child's little nose and let him eat candy by himself.

He also made sugar paintings of the remaining syrup, and Josh inserted the finished sugar paintings into the grass balls, and rinsed the syrup on the bottom of the bowl and pot with boiling water. , Put it in a teapot for everyone to drink.

The little baby took a sip of the sweet water and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

When the people at the wooden house rested and came to drink water, Zhao Hu drank a large bowl of sugar water and ate a sugar painting, and praised while eating, "Brother, when will you make this again?"

"Hehe, it's also the first time for me to do it. I didn't expect it to be quite successful." Josh poured a large bowl of water and gave it to another man. He even pulled out a sugar painting for him and asked: "Eat?"

Zhao He took the water brought by Fu Lang, but he didn't take the sugar painting, "Let's leave it for the children to eat."

"I won't give it to him. I've already eaten two. If I eat it again, I won't eat at night." The child will be thirsty after eating sugar, and will drink water when he is thirsty, and today's water is a little sweet with syrup Sweet, after the silly son of their family had a delicious cup, he kept asking him for water to drink until his belly became swollen.

This stinky boy is still smart, if he sees that he refuses to give, he will torture him for whatever he wants. The old man sometimes loves his grandson, knowing that it is not good to do so, but he is reluctant to go against the child's wishes.

Fortunately, he was watching, otherwise this child would not know what it was like to be pampered by the old man.

"Eat it. This will melt after a long time. You can see that it is a little melted now." The weather is too hot, and these sugar paintings melted a little soon after they were finished. This is the last one left, it is his It was specially reserved for this man.

Seeing that the man refused to take it, Josh stuffed it into his hand and told him not to give it to his son.

But when he came back after packing his things, he saw their son sitting on his father's lap and licking candy. The son and Lao Tzu were in harmony.

"..." Josh was already speechless in his heart, as long as you father and son are happy, he has already given up.

When Fu Lang left with a dark face, Carpenter Zhao realized that he had forgotten what Fu Lang said just now, and quickly ate the last bite of candy.The little baby looked at the empty stick, then at his father's mouth, puckered his mouth, and burst into tears with a wow.

"Why are you crying?" Hearing the crying of her grandson, Zhao Amu hurriedly picked up her grandson to coax her. When she knew what was going on, she blamed her son for eating up all the candy and not giving him any sweets. The child takes a bite.

Carpenter Zhao, who was his son, felt bitter and could not tell.

In the end, Josh was the one who took care of this farce, and he took his crying son back to the house to educate him...