Wake up suddenly, back to the time when my wife and daughter had an accident

Chapter 377

The two of them came back from the rabbit farm and saw Lin Mucheng and Momo coming back with a bamboo basket.

There were several kinds of rose seedlings in the bamboo basket, some of which were still blooming.

"Mucheng, what are you doing?"

Meng Haisheng came forward to help curiously.

"Momo saw grape trees and roses in other people's yards, so she begged me to plant some for her."

When Meng Haisheng built the house, the yard was cemented, but he left space for two small flower beds.

Lin Mucheng didn't like to plant flowers before, but Qu Lan later planted vegetables in it.

Now Momo wants to plant flowers, so she can only pull out the shallots and peppers in it.

"Grandpa Zeng, can you plant flowers with me too?"

Momo pulled the old man's hand and stuffed a small shovel into his hand.

"Okay, but I've never planted flowers before, so I don't know how to plant them."

"I can."

Momo took the small shovel and dug in the flower bed.

He kept muttering, "Dig a hole, plant a flower, cover it with soil, water it, and a small flower is planted."

Old man Shi was amused by Momo and laughed out loud. What she said seemed to be right.

"Then do as Momo said."

Old man Shi hadn't held a shovel for a long time. When he shoveled, he clearly felt that his physical strength was not as good as before.

In the past, when he held a big shovel and dug trenches, he was full of energy.

Old man Shi accompanied Momo to plant roses and grapes. The three children saw it and all came to help with their short legs.

The three of them didn't have a shovel, so they could only take three small shovels the size of a palm and dig holes with them.

It was said that they were planting flowers, but they were more like playing with soil.

But Meng Haisheng didn't stop them. Children's childhood is playing. Clothes can be washed when they are dirty, but the fun of playing with soil is not always there.

Near noon, the old man and four children finally planted all the roses and grapes.

Meng Haisheng looked at the crooked seedlings and the dirt all over the ground, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

They say that old children are old children, but Grandpa Shi was still very happy to play with the four children.

"Grandpa Shi, go wash up quickly."

There were several muddy handprints on Grandpa Shi's clean old man's shirt.

"Okay."

Although his clothes were dirty, Grandpa Shi was still very happy.

He hadn't had such a fulfilling life for a long time.

Giving the three little ones a bath was a big project. Fortunately, there was a nanny at home, otherwise Meng Haisheng felt that he would be exhausted.

The three little naughty ones couldn't even get into the basin. After giving them a bath, Meng Haisheng himself was sweating.

"Grandpa Zeng, how about we go and touch the cicada monkeys at night? I heard from Brother Dabao that he touched a small bucket last night."

"Okay, but there are a lot of mosquitoes in the woods at night. Aren't you afraid?"

"We can wear long sleeves so that mosquitoes can't bite us."

Old man Shi was stunned.

He is the only emotional fool, while Momo is very experienced.

"Then we have an agreement. We will have breakfast early in the afternoon. When it gets dark, we will go out with a flashlight to touch the cicada monkeys."

Momo got the affirmative answer from old man Shi, and her big eyes were bright.

"Grandpa, did you touch cicada monkeys when you were a child?"

"Of course, grandpa also liked to play with crickets when he was a child."

"I also caught crickets. At night, grandma put vegetables in the yard, and crickets came to steal the vegetables. They were so happy to have food."

"Momo knows so much."

Grandpa Shi stepped forward and rubbed Momo's little head. He had long discovered that Momo was more intelligent than her peers. Now it seems that she is smarter than he thought.

A six-year-old girl has clear thinking and amazing memory, which is not something that all children can achieve.

Soon it was evening.

Grandpa Shi thought that only he and Momo went to touch cicada monkeys together.

When they set out with small plastic buckets, they found that there were seven or eight children who went out to touch cicada monkeys at night. Looking at the woods not far away, there was a flashlight flashing, which showed that someone had already gone to touch cicada monkeys before them.

"Momo, do you know why so many people go to touch the cicada monkeys?"

"Fried cicada monkeys are delicious, and the children in the village like to eat them."

The children in the village can only eat a few snacks throughout the year, and cicada monkeys in summer are one of their few delicacies.

Almost as soon as summer comes, many children go into the woods to touch cicada monkeys every night.

Old man Shi took Momo and two bodyguards, each holding a flashlight, into the small woods next to Meng Haisheng's house.

In the summer woods, because of the lush leaves, it is a little stuffy.

It was hot enough for a few people to enter in a short while.

But even so, the old and the young had a lot of fun in it.

"Wow, Grandpa ZengI picked up another one. Now I have picked up 12, and you have only picked up 10. "

Momo's chubby little hand took a cicada monkey that had just crawled out of the soil from the tree trunk, and the whole person screamed with joy.

"My Momo is amazing, it seems that Grandpa Zeng has to work hard."

There are cicada monkeys that have just crawled out in the woods, and there are also cicadas that have begun to shed their shells.

As long as Momo sees them, she throws them all into the small bucket.

Cicadas that have just shed their shells can also be fried in oil.

"Grandpa Zeng, look, there are fireflies. "

Momo has sharp eyes and immediately saw a small firefly flying not far from the two of them.

When the old man followed Momo's gaze, he saw many fireflies flying not far away.

The twinkling fluorescent dots were very beautiful.

He went forward and caught one for Momo. There was no place to put it, so he simply emptied his cigarette box and put the small firefly in it.

There was only a small gap in the cigarette box. Momo looked through the gap and jumped up excitedly.

"Fireflies are so beautiful."

"No matter how beautiful the fireflies are, they are not as beautiful as my Momo. Do you want more? Grandpa Zeng will catch a few for you."

Momo shook her head and opened the cigarette box to let the small fireflies inside fly out.

"Mom said that if I take the fireflies home, they will die soon."

"It's better to put them in the mountains. We can see many fireflies in the future. "

"Okay, then we'll just watch and not catch them."

An old man and a child touched cicada monkeys in the woods while admiring the fireflies flying around.

The two stayed until midnight, and Momo was really sleepy, so they went home.

When they got home, they found that Meng Haisheng actually took Lin Mucheng to touch cicada monkeys, and they touched quite a lot, a whole half plastic bucket.

"Dad, why didn't you take me with you to touch cicada monkeys? I clearly asked you first."

Momo pouted unhappily.

"Don't you have a great-grandfather? Besides, your mother was scared to touch cicada monkeys in the woods alone, so I went with her."

When Meng Haisheng lied to children, he really didn't blink an eye.

"Is that so? "

Momo was suspicious. She always felt like something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out why.

"That's it. Let's go and blow up the cicada monkeys. If we wait until tomorrow, they will all turn into cicadas."