I farmed in ancient times

His right arm was injured, Jue Ming stayed in the county and had nothing to do. He told the new storekeeper of Yang County to go to Da Mo Township to look for someone.

From a distance, Jueming saw a group of little radish heads playing in the wheat field.

Among them, a little radish squatting on the outer circle of the radish head is shorter than the other little radishes, whiter and cuter than the other little radishes.

Jue Ming waved at the little white radish, "Chao'an!"

"Brother!" Little Luobo turned his head, his face was full of joy, he wiped his black claws on his body, raised his legs and ran towards Cassia.

Putting his arms around his brother's waist, Cen Chaoan rubbed his head and said coquettishly, "Brother~ You haven't been home for several days."

"Isn't this back?" Jue Ming moved his right hand and took out a bag of candy for Cen Chaoan, "Go and play with your friends."

This package, this shape, at a glance, Chaoan could tell that it was the shape of the sweet-scented osmanthus sweets that his brother always brought, holding a small bag of candies in both hands, Cen Chaoan looked up at his brother with sparkling eyes, and couldn't hide the expression on his face. The joy, "There is sugar to eat!"

Stretching out his hand to touch Cen Chaoan's little head, Jue Ming went home with the remaining bag.

Cen Chaoan's elder brother was the manager of a shop in the county town. Hu Tutu, a bald mouth, told about this incident, and everyone in Damo Township knew about it. The boys stood together, winking, pushing and shoving each other.

"This is the candy my brother bought, let's eat it together." Chaoan squatted on the ground and unwrapped the kraft paper, revealing the candies wrapped in oiled paper and divided into square pieces.

The sweet-scented osmanthus scented the nostrils, and the children in a circle poked their heads forward and smacked their lips.

A bag of candy is only about ten yuan. Chaoan has no secrets at all. On average, each person divides two yuan, and the extra one is just right for his brother.

Children in Damo Township may not be able to eat a piece of candy for ten days and a half months. It is the most common rock candy.

The cannibal had a short mouth, and a circle of children surrounded Cen Chaoan, their mouths seemed to be smeared with honey, and they all praised, "Cen Chaoan, your brother treats you so well."

"That's not true!" Cen Chaoan raised his tail high, "My brother is the best person in the world to me!"

After eating candy, a group of children quickly started playing again. The wheat field was flat and there were limited things to play with.

I don't know who took out a flint and steel, and several people got together to ponder the flint and steel.

"Oh no--"

"The straw stack is on fire—"

There was a scream from far to near, Jue Ming seemed to have thought of something, stopped pushing the courtyard door, turned around and ran towards the wheat field at high speed.

Sweet-scented osmanthus sprinkled all over the floor.

In the distance, smoke was rising from the wheat straw stacks on the wheat field. Just as Caesar took two steps, the fire burst up suddenly, sparks splashed and fell on the wheat straw stacks on one side, and there were a few children standing stupidly beside him.

"Let's go!" The villager who was the first to discover the fire was pulling a few children. The weather was dry and the wheat field was open. It is inevitable that the wheat field will suffer today. Don't hurt the children.

They were all half-grown children. When this happened suddenly, I don’t know who started it. There was a "wow--" mixed with blue and gray smoke, leading a few children to cry like frogs, and the wheat field came up one after another.

"Why are you crying!" Jueming had already rushed to the wheat field, grabbed the two children and took them out, and together with the villagers, they took the children out of the wheat field.

Chao'an took his brother's hand and sobbed softly.

The fire of the first wheat straw stack that was poisoned spread from one side to the whole side, and the flames were so raging that even Cassia didn't have the courage to approach.

Many people heard the voice of the villagers shouting, rushed out with wooden basins and kegs, and splashed water on them.

It's just that the effect was in vain, and then turned to fetch water from the river, and the fire surged up a bit.

Suddenly, the steel fork penetrated from one side and quickly picked up the burning straw and threw it to the center of the wheat field.

The burnt wheat stalks fell to the ground, and the face of the person who picked the wheat stalks was revealed.

It's Uncle Shi!

Seeing this move, the villagers suddenly realized that they all went home and took out steel forks and wooden forks to help Uncle Shi pick up the burning wheat straw. Fortunately, no one was killed. If it is all burned, there is no guarantee that nearby trees will not be affected.

If the crops that had survived the heavy rain and flood were burned again, it would be a real crime today.

With the help of many people, the fire on the straw stack was quickly brought under control. A few pots of cold water were poured on it, and wisps of blue smoke rose from the straw stack, and there was no further movement.

After solving the fire problem, the adults in the wheat field held a steel fork, threw a pestle on the ground, and glared at the children in the wheat field.

"Who did it!"

"Who lit the fire!"

There are so many children here, so it’s okay to burn a stack of straw. If a child is burned and their face is disfigured, then the parents must not fight the culprit desperately?

The children in their parents' arms were lifted out one by one by their parents, and the parents of each family asked their children who lit the fire with a tiger's face.

"Who lit the fire?" Jue Ming patted Cen Chaoan's head, "It's a good thing nothing happened, otherwise I would have been beaten."

"I don't know either." Cen Chaoan tried hard to recall, "I was secretly eating the candy I left for my brother. The sweet-scented osmanthus candy was so delicious, I couldn't help it..."

Jueming's eyes fell on Cen Chao'an's face, and Chao'an's face was upright and fearless. When he said that he was secretly eating sweets, his little face blushed, and the blush lasted for a long time.

Of course, Jueming believed Chao An's words. After being with him for so long, when Chao An was found out for his wrongdoings, he immediately confessed the whole thing, and attached a pitiful little look of admitting his mistakes. After some parenting theory, Fang Chaoan went to copy the text.

The most serious one was a fight with someone in the school, because after being provoked by someone, Chaoan did not report to Father Cen, but used his fists to solve it by force.

Cen Chaoan was beaten up that time, and when Jueming heard the sound, Father Cen had already finished the beating, and he was told to face the wall and think about it.

Afterwards, Chao An knelt on the chair and rubbed his ass, while writing a self-criticism with many typos, analyzed his mistakes, and was carried by Cen's father to apologize to others.

Cen Chaoan will never hide his mistakes.

A group of adults interrogated their own children for a long time, but they didn't ask who lit the fire, but the little fat man with the flint and steel was interrogated.

Hu Tutu kicked Hu Xiaopang bitterly, "Say! Who gave you the courage to take flint and steel out to play!!"

The little fat lady stepped forward, reached out to Hu Xiaopang's ears with both hands, turned 360 degrees, and said viciously: "Dare to play with fire, see if I don't beat you off today!"

Hu Xiaopang squeezed his eyes into a slit, opened and closed his mouth, crying and shouting: "I just brought them out to show them that our flint stone is shaped like a bird. I didn't think about lighting a fire! I didn't think a stone could light a fire!" "

The little fat lady froze for a moment, and Uncle Shi pointed to the flint and steel on the ground, "There's only one stone."

Naturally, a stone can't catch fire. Besides, Xiaopang is as big as Chao'an, and he doesn't care about how to light the fire for cooking.

The hand that twisted the ear was loosened, and the little fat lady lowered her face, "I'll deal with you when I go back!"

Xiaopang covered his ears and muttered softly: "As soon as the flint was taken out, they took it away to see. I don't know who lit the fire."

A circle of children said that they did not ignite the fire, but this fire will not appear out of thin air.

For a while, the adults asked their children again, such as where he was at that time, what he was doing, and did he pay attention to who was closest to the straw stack.

After all, the closest thing to a fire is possible.

"It's Cen Chaoan!"

A voice came from the crowd, and a circle of people turned their heads to look at Cen Chaoan who was pulling the hem of Cassia Ming's clothes.

With tears still hanging on his cheeks, Cen Chaoan stared wide-eyed, "I didn't touch the flint, let alone light the fire!"

"How is it possible? Everyone around us touched it and thought it looked good!" The child came out from behind the adult and analyzed clearly: "At that time, you were the closest to the straw stack."

A circle of children echoed, saying Erhu was right.

With the support of his friends, Erhu pursed his lips, and continued: "Besides, we all touched it, and you said that you didn't touch it, who would believe it!"

Cen Chaoan tried to explain: "Daddy and brother said that flint and open fire, waterside, and woods are all dangerous, so I never touch these."

"That's not sure." A villager muttered: "You are not allowed to play at home. If you come out and meet the opportunity to play, then you have to catch it and have fun."

"If you haven't touched it, you haven't touched it!" Cen Chaoan roared, his two small hands clenched into small fists.

"I believe in you." Jueming squeezed his small fist, squeezed Cen Chaoan's palm, and Chaoan raised his head with grievance in his eyes.

"I saw you lit the fire." Erhu clenched his fist with one hand and punched the other, and two or three children followed suit.

"That's right, we'll all play in the front, and only Cen Chaoan will be behind."

"I saw him take the flint and steel, and XX handed it to him."

Cen Chaoan knew the reason to be calm, but he still couldn't help crying.

Obviously they are all friends, and if there is any delicious candy, they will share a lot of it. Why do they lie?

Wiping away the tears, my father said that tears should not be flicked lightly, and he held his brother's hand towards An, calmed down, and thought about the situation at that time carefully.

"At that time, I hid behind the straw stack and secretly ate the last candy!" Chaoan said, "I heard my uncle shouting for fire just after eating."

Erhu was taken aback.

Chao'an counted with his fingers and said, "There are 25 sweet-scented osmanthus candies in a pack. There are two of us and there is an extra one for each of us. I wanted to save it for my brother. But I couldn't help but want to eat it. You have already eaten it. I was afraid that eating in front of you would make you greedy, so I hid behind to eat."

"Is this a candy wrapper?" Uncle Shi came around from behind the stack of straw, holding a half-burnt candy wrapper in his hand.

"The place where the fire started was in the middle of the straw pile. If Chao An was eating candy, he wouldn't have traveled so far to light the fire." Uncle Shi held the candy wrapper, "Someone is lying."

Cen Chaoan soon lost his suspicions, but every child present was also suspicious.

"what's up--"

A deep and hoarse voice came from the outer circle of the crowd, everyone stepped aside, the elder looked gloomy, and glanced at the children present.

The timid one burst into tears immediately, and turned his head to his elder brother in Chao'an, not daring to look at the elder.

Li is in charge of the village's affairs, while the elder is responsible for the safety of the village. Right now, the wheat field is being set on fire by a child. It is not a big or small matter, but it happens to be within his jurisdiction.