C49

"Big sister, dad, let's do this first."

After Qimu's family finished their meal, before Qimu could even clean up the dishes, Yangyang impatiently pulled Ye Dazhuang with one hand and Qimu with the other. He forcefully dragged them both out of the house under the big tree and pointed at the pile of rough wood that Qimu had made in the morning.

"What is this?" Where did you get it? "

Ye Dazhuang squatted down and picked up a small piece of wood. He flipped it over and over, carefully examining it. He had done many years of farming and had a thick layer of calluses on his hands, so he didn't feel uncomfortable with the thorns pricking on the small piece of wood.

"Elder sister made it for me. It's nice, isn't it?"

Yangyang revealed a big smile as he happily replied to Ye Dazhuang.

"Your sister did it? It's done pretty well, square and square. I didn't expect my daughter to have this kind of craftsmanship. It's just that she wasn't slippery.

When Ye Dazhuang heard that it was made by his own daughter, he looked at the simple and crude pieces of wood and found them more pleasing to the eye.

Qimu was initially puzzled as to why Yangyang pulled Ye Dazhuang out. Now, looking at this situation, she somewhat understood. Yangyang was really smart.

Perhaps it was because she was so used to being independent that she did not think of this for a moment.

In this era where there were no modern tools, Qimu had thought about it for a long time in the morning with Yangyang. She couldn't figure out how to make the surface of this piece of wood smooth and tidy, but at this moment, wasn't there a ready-made helper here? Most of the houses in ancient times were made of wood, so Ye Dazhuang definitely knew a little about them.

"I had nothing better to do this morning, so I randomly found a piece of wood from my house and chopped out it with a kitchen knife. It looks pretty neat, but I don't know what to do with this prick." Does father know what to do? "

Qimu, Ye Dazhuang and Yangyang also squatted down and said with a smile.

"Yes, Father, quickly do it."

Yangyang chimed in with a bit of excitement in his tone.

"Good, good, good! I'm not a carpenter, and without that piece of wood, it would be hard for a man to be empty-handed. Let's put these things away first, one day when dad is free, he can go to the town and find a carpenter, alright? "

Ye Dazhuang touched Yangyang's head with his broad and thick hands. His eyes were filled with the deep love that parents have for their children as he smiled.

"Oh, okay."

When Yangyang heard that, he seemed a bit unhappy. He pouted and agreed unwillingly.

"Yangyang be good, wait a little longer. Once it's done, I'll play with it for you."

Seeing that Yangyang's mood had dropped, Qimu also reached out to rub Yangyang's head and comforted him.

Then, he stretched out his hand to pick up the small piece of wood and put it back into the house. Although nobody would want these things under the tree, it was not a big deal to leave their things outside.

Unexpectedly, Ye Dazhuang suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Qimu. He quickly put away the wooden block and said:

"You two can go inside. I'll collect these things. The sun is outside, so go back quickly."

"It's not too much of a difference."

Qimu was about to help when Ye Dazhuang glared at her. He waved his hand and said:

"This piece of wood is very rough, it's good that I'm here. Take Yangyang back to the room to rest, don't lick it."

Qimu had no choice but to take a glance at the eight-foot-tall man who was squatting in front of her, picking up a small piece of wood.

Holding Yangyang's small hand, she leisurely walked into the house and filled a basin of water. After helping Yangyang wash up, she took off his clothes and covered a corner of his blanket. Then, she sat down on the bed and started to softly narrate a fairy tale.

This was a new habit she developed after falling off the cliff and recuperating at home for a few days. Yangyang liked it very much, as he couldn't sleep without the bedtime story every day. He had to pester Qimu to tell him a story before she would sleep obediently.

"In the past, there was a cute little rabbit in the mountain, its name is Little Flower. Little Flower never listened to her sister's words, after eating the candied fruits, she would always be lazy and didn't wash her teeth with water.

Later, because the kitten ate too many candied fruits and didn't protect its teeth properly, its teeth turned black and grew little bugs. Every day, the kitten would cry out, 'I have a toothache, I have a toothache.'

The kitten obediently washed its teeth. After washing, the kitten stopped hurting its teeth and smiled happily, saying to its sister, "Big sis, after I finish eating the candied fruits in the future, I'll definitely wash my teeth with water."

Cat's sister was very happy to hear this. She patted Cat's head and said, "Cat, you're such a good child!"

"Alright, the story is over. Yangyang is going to have an afternoon nap."

Qimu stood up with a tired look on her face. She looked at Yangyang with a faint smile and said softly.

"Big sister, I wash my teeth with water after eating the candied fruits. I wash my teeth many times."

Yangyang opened his bright eyes. He had a sharp tongue and did not seem to be sleepy at all.

Qimu saw Yangyang's look of anticipation and praise, so she followed Yangyang's words and said:

"Mhmm, I know Yangyang is very obedient. In the future, you have to be that obedient too."

Actually, Qimu knew it clearly in her heart. If she hadn't stared at the little guy as she grabbed him to rinse his teeth time and time again, when he had finished eating the candied fruits, how would she have remembered something like this? The story she told was specially made up for the little ancestor in front of her.

"Sister, why aren't you going to bed? I want to sleep with you. "

Seeing that Qimu didn't have any intention of going to bed for a nap, Yangyang decided not to lie down anymore. He sat up and pulled Qimu's sleeve.

"No."

This time, Qimu rejected him bluntly. She pressed Yangyang's body against the bed and made him lay down, pulling up the curtain by the window. The light in the room dimmed a little, and she said slowly:

"Sister woke up late today and stopped sleeping. But you are still young, sleeping is very important, you can only grow taller when you fall asleep. I have also told you the story, Yangyang should close his eyes now and go to sleep."

"Then where do you want me to go if I don't sleep? I'm afraid I won't be able to find my sister when I get up. "

"I'm just strolling around nearby. If you wake up, call me. I'll be back after hearing that."

"Alright, then elder sister will leave after kissing me."

"Alright."

Qimu bent over and lightly kissed Yangyang's smooth and soft forehead. She kissed him like a dragonfly touching water, but it was filled with the love she wanted him to grow up happily.

After that, she turned around and closed the door, stealthily heading towards the main Ye Family room.