It was only ten days before the last snow in Sijiu City fell.

On the eaves, the snow on the road slowly began to melt.

The steps of spring are approaching,

Spring March with a smile,

Breaking into the face of people who are busy with life.

Elm seeds are also becoming more and more mature, and they are at the time to be picked.

For ordinary people who have many hard days,

The arrival of spring also means that life can finally be relaxed.

Elm seeds in March, toon in April, acacia flowers in May,

All can save lives at critical moments.

It can also add a touch of richness to the few choices on the dining table.

Some of them can be eaten raw, some can be eaten with steamed flour,

Some can be mixed or fried eggs.

No matter how you eat it, you can save more or less the amount of quantification at home.

That morning, Lin Fang had just opened the door.

The boy from Qin Huairu's family ran over with a dustpan in his sweat.

When he saw Lin open the door, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed: "Uncle Lin, you are getting up, it's great!

I took some elm seeds and my mother asked me to give you some to try it out!"

"Wow! Elm seeds? This is a good thing!"

Lin Fang took the dustpan and said with a smile: "Wait, I'll take it a little while, you can take the dustpan back."

"No, Uncle Lin!"

The stick trunk was sweating for a while and was about to run away: "My mother said, put the dustpan there, and she will get it if it is empty!"

‘Tsk!’

Lin Fang understood this hint and felt a little swaying in his heart.

Isn't it obvious whether the little widow wants to... or come to get something?

In comparison, the little widow's recovery speed is really fast enough.

"Don't rush to run! Let you wait!"

Lin Fang stopped the rod stalk again, took the dustpan back into the house, and took out two paper bags.

He said, "Thank you for your hard work! You can't let you go for nothing. Uncle has no rules here!

A packet of assorted dried fruits and a packet of sheep horn honey. Remember to share it with your sister, don’t eat it all!”

"Okay, thank you Uncle Lin!"

The kid took two paper bags, laughing on his mouth, but his eyes were red, and tears almost fell out.

Seven or eight years old is the age of a bear. Grandma doesn’t love her and uncle doesn’t love her.

To put it bluntly, it’s really annoying that cats hate dogs and people who want to kick them when they see them.

He lost his father again, and the family of five was the only man.

He was bullied outside and didn't dare to say anything when he went home.

If you say one more thing, Qin Huairu's liver pain would only cry silently;

Jia Zhang did not cry, but he would only curse in a nagging way.

After seeing such scenes for a lot of times, every time a kid is bullied outside, he is unwilling to go home.

I could only find a place to lick my wounds silently like a cub.

The kid never thought that he could hear a "Thank you for your hard work" from someone else's mouth.

Even though this sentence is so insignificant, it is the first time that he affirms his dignity.

The bar terrier stood in the yard and did not move.

He wanted to leave, but he lost his strength.

He felt embarrassed to cry, but his tears seemed to be like a water tap that was turned on.

I couldn't stop it, and it fell down with a click.

Lin Fang gave the things, and thought about making the elm seeds first, so that the old lady could taste the freshness.

Who would have thought that it was so good that the slutty slutty smirked and thanked the other second ago,

Now, holding two paper bags, he stood still and fell off the golden beans.

"How can I do it, man?"

Lin Fang squatted in front of the rod stalk, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it over,

He said, "Wipe first, who bullies you? Tell me, uncle,

If yours is wrong, let’s change it. If hiss is wrong, uncle will help you deal with him!"

A man, a man, a man, a man, a man, a man, a man,

He hit the young heart of Bang Tee, and he could no longer control himself and started crying.

While crying, he wiped his nose.

He still insisted on defending and said, "Uncle, I'm fine, no one bullies me!

I just... just... miss my dad!

My dad...my dad must also... like to eat dried fruit and horn honey!"

‘Wow! This guy is really hard-mouthed!’

Lin Fang also admired that his mouth was hard enough, and he was so angry that he cried.

He can still hold on forcing his feet and is also considered a cruel person.

That is, his father died early, and he didn't have any brothers to help him.

Otherwise, it would be better than Liu Guangfu and Yan Jiekuan's two small street runners.

"Okay, since no one bullies you, don't cry."

Lin Fang patted the forehead of the tits. Surprisingly, this guy's hair looked messy.

Her hair is actually quite soft. It seems that the little widow has been taking care of him a lot.

The reason why my hair is still so messy is probably because I ran to climb trees and pick elm seeds early in the morning.

Lin Fang continued: "A man is a real man, he will shed blood but not shed tears.

If you really want to cry, find a place to cry secretly, don’t let people see it, and you will be a hero again when you come out!"

When Bang Teng heard Lin Fang’s previous two sentences, she forced herself to hold back and nodded.

Trying to prove that he is a little man, but after listening to Lin Fang's next two sentences,

I couldn't help laughing, and I wanted to hold it in my mouth but couldn't hold it in, but instead sprayed two snots and soaked them out.

"Okay, you can cry and laugh, that's all right."

Lin Fang patted the forehead of the tinker again and said, "Go home, I'll give you the handkerchief. Remember to wash it before using it when you go back!"

"Thank you uncle!"

The kid turned his head and ran away, halfway through the run, and solemnly bowed to Lin Fang.

He said, "Uncle, you are a good person!"

‘Who are you scolding! This broken child!’

Lin Fangxu looked at him and watched the kid run out of the backyard.

If Bang Ge knew that Lin Fang was sleeping, he would not say this!

"Whose naughty child! It's endless, what about the mourning?"

The door of the west wing suddenly opened, Xu Damao's hair was messy, and he ran out in a coat.

I looked left and right and didn’t see any children, but I saw Lin Fang standing in the yard.

Lin Fang had a good vision. He just glanced at Xu Damao and felt that the picture in his eyes seemed to have a highlight.

He looked inside the open door of the west wing.

From his perspective, he could actually see the wooden bed facing the gate in the west wing.

There was still someone lying on the bed, with a pillow pressing on her head and a quilt covering her upper body.
To be continued...