Chapter 49 Very Sweet

Zheng Xinyue asked Tiechui with a smile. In fact, his reaction had proved how delicious the sugar water was. He was reluctant to swallow it!

"It's delicious.

When Tiechui saw his aunt asking questions, he swallowed the sugar water reluctantly. His big black eyes looked at the bowl of sugar water. He didn't drink enough!

"Line up. Each person can only drink one mouthful."

Zheng Xinyue didn't want the children to learn greed. She lined up the children according to size. This way, she could see which child was more thoughtful and ensure fairness as much as possible.

The result of the experiment made Zheng Xinyue very happy. None of the five children was greedy. If they were asked to drink one mouthful, they would never rush to drink the second mouthful.

After a round, there was still a small half bowl left. Zheng Xinyue gave it to the children again, but no one wanted to drink it.

"What's wrong? Is it not delicious?" Zheng Xinyue asked the children in surprise.

"Give it to aunt."

Daya looked at Zheng Xinyue timidly. The child's heart had been conquered by aunt. Aunt was so beautiful, more beautiful than anyone in the village.

"Give it to aunt." "Iron Hammer, Erya and the others said in unison, five pairs of black eyes all looked at Zheng Xinyue, and the smiles of the children were as sweet as the bowl of sugar water in Zheng Xinyue's hand.

"Okay, auntie, drink it." Zheng Xinyue felt her throat a little tight, her heart astringent, and she didn't mind the children drinking it. She picked up the remaining half bowl of sugar water and drank it all.

"Auntie, is it sweet?" Daya tilted her neck and asked her aunt with a smile.

"Sweet, very sweet. "Zheng Xinyue smiled and rubbed the little girl's head naturally.

Only then did she realize that the child's hair was all sticky and stuck together, and lice could be seen wandering around on the top of her head with the naked eye. She checked the hair of other children and found the same situation.

Rural children are all raised by nature, and no one takes special care of them. Working in the fields every day and cooking and washing clothes at home have already exhausted all the strength of women.

Zheng Xinyue felt sad, rolled up her sleeves and walked into the house. When she entered the kitchen, she opened the lid of the jar. She wanted to boil water for the children to bathe.

"Aunt, I'll do it." Daya was six years old and the oldest of the children. When her grandmother left, she told her not to let her aunt work, so as soon as Zheng Xinyue started, she came over to rush to work.

"You light the fire for aunt,"

Zheng Xinyue didn't let her take the bucket. This kind of physical work was not suitable for a six-year-old child.

As long as the fire was lit, Zheng Xinyue was helpless. She didn't know how to boil such a big pot, so she had to let Daya do it.

"Okay. "Daya ran out happily after receiving the order. There was a large pile of firewood outside the Zheng family yard. At that time, the production team distributed food and firewood according to population. Her family had a large population and they were all strong laborers, so they must have more firewood than other families.

Besides, no one dared to steal firewood from her house because they were afraid of Gao Guilan's strong fighting ability.

Daya brought back corn leaves and corn stalks. She looked very careful, for fear of dropping them on the ground. Tiechui followed behind her sister and was busy picking up the firewood that fell on the ground.

Grandma came home and saw that the ground was dirty, they All will be scolded.

Zheng Xinyue had already filled the big pot with water. Seeing that Daya had already started to light the stove, she squatted beside Daya to learn.

Watching Daya stuff corn leaves into the stove first, carefully struck a match, used her small hands to block the wind and approached the stove to light the corn leaves. Seeing the flames start to burn, Daya began to tilt her neck and pout her small mouth to blow hard at the stove.

Thick smoke began to come out. Zheng Xinyue was so close that she coughed repeatedly. Daya also coughed, but she still insisted on blowing the stove.

"Get out of the way, auntie will do it."

Zheng Xinyue couldn't bear to let the child suffer, so she pushed her away and blew into the stove herself.

"Is Xinyue at home?"