The Big Landlord

This winter seems to be particularly cold, and even Ruixue is unwilling to be lonely. It is rare to come to Xiushui Bay. Snowflakes floated for a whole night, and a thin layer was covered on the houses, among the leaves and in the fields, leaving a vast expanse of white everywhere. , The melted snow flows down the tile ditch and condenses into thin ice cones on the eaves, like a row of crystal clear wind chimes.

"Wow, so beautiful!"

At the door of the main room, Linglong, who was fully armed, had a pair of pink big-toe shoes under his feet, wearing a small padded jacket, a pair of colored gloves, a small pointed velvet hat on his head, and a warm woolen scarf wrapped around his small face. A pair of small eyes and two big black eyes twitched, looking here and where, full of joy and curiosity.

"Want to go play in the snow?" Wang Ben half-squatted down and leaned in front of him, raising his brows, seducing the cute little girl.

"Don't go, it's so cold," Linglong refused to be tempted at all, her little head twitched like a rattle.

The weather was really cold. Even Wang Ben didn't want to leave when he stood in front of the brazier, let alone a child. If it weren't for the ventilation of the house, he would definitely buy an air conditioner without hesitation.

"Brother Benzi, what is that?" Linglong raised her head and asked curiously, pointing to the ice pick on the eaves.

"Ice popsicle," Wang Ben raised his head and said jokingly.

"Is it delicious?" Linglong took it seriously, swallowed her saliva, bit her fingers, and asked timidly, when it came to food, the girl immediately became excited, not to mention the long-lost ice lolly.

Knocked down a piece with a bamboo pole, spread it cold in his hand, and handed it to Linglong. Wang Ben blinked and said with a smile: "Try it and see."

Linglong was too lazy to even take off the gloves, so she leaned over and licked it.

"Hey... so icy!"

As soon as it touched the ice pick, the little tongue immediately retracted, moved quickly in the mouth a few times, took a long breath, and shivered twice. After just one bite, she would never want this ice pick again. Eating something so icy on a cold day is life-threatening, and it has no taste at all.

"Haha!" Wang Ben laughed proudly, and occasionally teasing this little girl is also a kind of joy in life.

"Little Linglong, stay at home, my brother is going to work in the field for a while," he greeted Linglong, pulled out the big scissors, and walked quickly towards the greenhouse against the cold wind and heavy snow. The roses were already there. After ten days of planting, it is time to prune.

In the greenhouse, the Red Rose Corolla side is very warm, not affected by the strong wind and snow at all, and it is very comfortable to stay inside; while the Pink Rose and Pink Pink side is relatively cold, the temperature on both sides is very suitable for their respective grow.

The rows of neat rose seedlings are growing smoothly. The original single seedling has sent out many branches, covered with leaves, and has opened small flower buds. However, the initial small flower buds cannot be wanted, and they need to be cut off. In the future, the roses will be bigger and more beautiful.

Pruning is a technical job. You can't leave too many branches on each flower seedling, 4-6 branches are good, and you can't leave too many side branches on each branch, 1-3 branches are enough, if there are too many branches, it will be affects the quality of blooms.

He raised his scissors and started busy with enthusiasm. Each flower seedling took a lot of time. Before he knew it, in the afternoon, Wang Ben didn't prune a few lines, and the whole piece was estimated to be busy for several days. Work.

Picking up the stumps that were cut, I trot all the way home to cook, the speed under my feet was very fast, I wonder if Linglong, a gluttonous girl, was starving at home.

The door of the house was closed, and Linglong didn't cook a brazier in the main room, nor did she make a bed in the bedroom. In this cold weather, how could she go out to find other children to play with?

Before reaching the stove, a strong smell of coal pierced into his nostrils. Wang Ben suddenly felt bad, pushed open the door, covered his nose and rushed in.

The smell in the room was even stronger. Linglong's petite body was leaning over beside the charcoal stove. She had already passed out.

Holding her breath, she picked up Linglong and quickly rushed out of the house. It took less than ten seconds from entering to leaving.

Put the small body in his arms flat on the bed, and untie the collar to make it breathe smoothly. In this cold day, he can't take it outdoors with better ventilation, it is easy to cause lung infection, and a warm bed is more suitable.

He stretched out his fingers to probe, his breathing was a little weak, Wang Ben quickly squeezed his exquisite nostrils, raised his chin with the other hand to keep his head back, spread his lips, took a full breath, and brought it close to his mouth to blow hard, every time he blew. Loosen your nostrils with one sip and try to get the gas out of your lungs as quickly as possible.

"Cough cough!"

Half a minute later, Linglong coughed a few times and finally opened his eyes. Wang Ben exhaled heavily, and his hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

"Brother Benzi," Linglong whispered with a flat mouth. She just woke up, she is still weak, her pale face is full of grievances, and she holds Wang Ben's hand as if she saw a savior. At that stage of gas poisoning, she must be very uncomfortable.

"You scared me to death!" Wang Ben shouted loudly, "What do you want to cook? You don't know how to call me when you're hungry. You haven't done it yet, and you don't even know how to use that honeycomb!"

He was very angry with Linglong, angry that this girl didn't understand but messed up; he was also angry with himself, anger should come back sooner, maybe it won't happen.

"I, I'm seven years old," Linglong bit her lip and said slowly, "Niuniu can help her cook at home, and I also want to help brother Benzi to do something."

Hey, children have to compare to be self-motivated. Wang Ben shook his head and smiled bitterly. This sounded very gratifying, but he was helpless.

Back then, when he was four years old, he helped the family to cook porridge, and when he was six years old, he cut vegetables by himself, set up a stool and climbed up the stove to cook vegetables. He couldn't cry when he hurt his hand. Haofan goes to school, and Linglong is already seven years old, and she still doesn’t know anything. She doesn’t know a single big character, and she can’t do simple arithmetic. She can’t even take care of herself. If she lives alone, she might be hungry. die.

He couldn't dote on this girl anymore, he had to let her learn all kinds of knowledge as soon as possible, and after this gas poisoning incident, he didn't feel relieved to leave Linglong alone at home.

He can teach this knowledge, but he has no patience at all. After all, he is also a child himself, not to mention that he is still busy in the field.

He raised his head and thought for a while, and ordered Linglong to take a good rest. He went out without even having lunch and went straight to Feicui's house. He planned to ask this girl to help with this and let her be Linglong's tutor. It's a chance to exercise. You can take a second look if you have nothing to do with it.