Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11232

Not remembering to eat but only remembering to be beaten is not only the nature of children, it is also a common problem among adults.

It is said that people cannot teach others, but they can learn things once they are taught. This is also the same principle.

Yang Ruoqing stopped at the right time and knew to quit while she was ahead. Education is a long-term process and cannot be achieved in a short period of time today.

She turned around to check Ping An's progress in climbing the tree.

Tuan Tuan also looked up at Ping An who was still climbing the tree, his eyes full of surprise and envy. Although his eyes were still wet, the child's attention was diverted so quickly.

Yang Ruoqing asked: "Look at Uncle Ping An, isn't he very powerful?"

Tuantuan nodded vigorously, "I won't cry. I want to be a man and climb a tree and fly a kite like Uncle Ping'an."

Yuanyuan was also attracted by Ping'an's figure climbing the tree. She poked her head out from behind Shaoyao with sparkling eyes: "Wow, Uncle Ping'an is climbing so high. I want to climb too!"

Hearing that the two children wanted to learn how to climb a tree, Ping An, who was halfway up the tree, felt warm all over. He stretched out his arms and hugged the tree tightly. He turned his head and said to Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan who were standing under the tree behind him: "You two are still young and can't climb. When you grow up, Uncle Ping An will take you to climb trees and dig out bird nests!"

"Yes, yes, Uncle Ping An is so nice!"

The two children ran to the old maple tree together, looked up at Ping An who was climbing the tree, and the kite hanging on a treetop.

Wang Cuilian and Shaoyao, each with a child, looked up and saw Ping'an climbing higher and higher, his figure gradually disappearing among the treetops. Wang Cuilian and Shaoyao's hearts were clenched tightly at the sight.

Yang Ruoqing also squinted her eyes to look at it. This old maple tree had been growing at the entrance of the village for a long time. Even in old Yang's memory, when the old man was as old as Tuantuan and Yuanyuan, the old maple tree already looked like this.

It takes three or five strong men holding hands to wrap the trunk of the old maple tree. The bark on the tree is as uneven as fish scales. If it is scales, then it is probably the scales of a super big fish. Each scale is as big as a rice bowl. Because of this, Ping An can climb up by grabbing and stepping on those scaly protrusions.

But the higher you go, the harder it becomes. From the angle Yang Ruoqing is standing, Ping An probably can't climb any further because he has already reached the top.

But the kite was not hanging above Ping'an's head, but was hooked by a branch of a nearby tree.

Ping An held onto the tree trunk with one hand, and clamped his legs around it like a frog. While steadying his body, he freed his left hand and reached for the treetop next to him, trying to catch the kite.

But his arms were just not long enough to reach it!

"Oops, I forgot to bring a long stick when I climbed up there!"

Wang Cuilian and Shaoyao below also noticed the problem.

But now even if we hand over a bamboo pole, it won’t work, because Ping An’s height is so high that the bamboo pole cannot reach him.

Let him climb down again, pick up the bamboo pole, and then climb up again?

That's too much trouble, isn't it?

Moreover, the last wave of safe tree climbing was almost entirely achieved by rubbing against the fish-scale-like tree trunk. If I didn't, I would have slipped down. It would have been even more dangerous from such a high place.

Ping'an's clothes and palms were probably all scratched. Could he ever go through this again?

That's unrealistic. Ping'an's physical strength has been almost exhausted, and it's good enough that he can retain some strength.

"Ping An, you come down first!"

Yang Ruoqing came under the tree and spoke loudly to Ping An, whose figure had already disappeared into the tree canopy above her head.

Then Ping An's voice came from above: "Madam, it's out of reach."

"I know you can't reach it, so come down first and take it slow." "But the kite hasn't been obtained yet..."

"Hey, you're so slow, just come down when I tell you to!"

Ping An really couldn't get the kite. Several times, he almost fell down because he tried to raise his hand to reach the kite.

He had no choice but to hold onto the tree trunk and slowly slide down, which took him even longer than going up...

When they arrived under the tree, the two children were surprised to see Ping An coming down empty-handed.

"Uncle Ping An, didn't you climb up to help us pick up the kite?"

"Yeah, the kite?"

The two little guys thought Ping An was deliberately playing hide-and-seek with them, so they looked around Ping An from all sides, trying to find the kite he had hidden.

Ping An felt guilty and could not bear to look at the two little guys. He bowed his head and said, "It's my incompetence..."

There were some things Ping An didn't dare to say. When he climbed the big tree before, he felt that everything was fine at first, but as he climbed up step by step, he slowly touched the lush tree canopy. The tree canopy blocked the sunlight above his head and also isolated his sight from those below.

He gradually felt a chill in his heart, and it seemed as if a cool breeze was blowing from the treetops as he went higher up, blowing right against his face.

It seemed as if there was a pair of eyes staring at him from the treetops, making his scalp creepy.

Especially when he climbed to the top, stopped there, and reached out to grab the kite next to him, he faintly heard someone sighing above his head.

When he almost fell down before he could reach it, the sighing sound became heavier, as if she was quite disappointed in him...

But he didn't dare to say these words in broad daylight. It would sound weird and would scare everyone...

Wang Cuilian saw Ping An lowering his head and looking a little pale, thinking that he was still blaming himself, so she comforted him: "Don't say that, it's not easy for you to climb such a high tree and come down safely."

Wang Cuilian turned her head and saw Yang Ruoqing tucking her trouser legs into her shoes and socks, as if she was preparing to climb a tree.

"Qing'er, what are you doing?"

"I'll go up and take the kite down."

"Ah? This tree is so tall. You'd better not climb it as a woman. Wait until Tang Yazi comes back and ask him to go up."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded towards Wang Cuilian: "It's okay, don't worry."

When Ping An heard that Yang Ruoqing was going to go up herself, he quickly raised his head to dissuade her: "Madam, it's too high up there, and you can only see so much. Don't go up..."

"I'm fine. I can see more with my eyes."

The two children looked at Yang Ruoqing with curiosity: "Mom, can you climb trees too?"

"I don't know. I've never seen it in my life."

The two brothers asked and answered each other, and it seemed quite realistic.

  Especially the last part, "I'm that big". Ha, how old are you, little guy? You haven't even been in this world for 30 months!

Yang Ruoqing touched their little heads and said, "You will know whether Mom can climb trees in a moment. Come on, open your eyes and watch carefully. Mom is going to climb up."

(End of this chapter)