"You can also use it to attract people!" Ye Yaodong added.

"I'll go by myself..."

The three brothers quickly went up to help the two old ones to prevent them from stumbling out and falling on the ground.

After everyone was carried away, the old lady was still muttering there, scolding Father Ye for being dishonest.

"Don't worry, he hasn't called his mother-in-law yet. I'll call her first."

Lin Xiuqing did not answer the call and was busy preparing dinner.

Ye Yaodong was taller than his two brothers, so he held his father under Ka's armpits and half-draged and half-supported him all the way to the old house, while his two brothers each supported Pei's father.

When he returned home and put his father to bed, he thought that his father had been thinking about sleeping with Jin Yuanbao in his arms, so he shook the quilt, but saw nothing.

He had an idea and felt under the pillow, but there was nothing there?

"Dad? Where is your treasure hidden?"

"What treasure? Where did I get this treasure? You took all the money, my pocket is cleaner than my face, and I don't even have any money, how can I give you back the treasure?" Father Ye turned sideways and muttered vaguely.

Pretty wary?

Even if you drink too much, you still know how to guard against his mother’s raids!

"Have you ever seen a gold ingot?"

"What kind of gold ingot? I've got a cornucopia of treasures, don't talk nonsense, I just have a few coins... go, go, go, don't bother..."

Not even three seconds after he finished speaking, the sound of snoring started immediately.

Ye Yaodong was happy.

"Okay, okay, go to sleep."

The only response to him was the sound of snoring one after another.

He closed the door, and then closed the door again after going out.

Because the doors and windows of his house were replaced last year, once the door is closed, it cannot be opened without a key. If it is locked inside, it cannot be opened with a key.

So there is no need for his father to get up and lock the door, he can just close it.

As for the windows, in addition to the glass windows, there is also an iron railing to prevent theft. If you open the window, you will not be afraid of thieves. In the summer, everyone at home sleeps with the window open.

At this time, smoke was rising from every house, and no one was sitting at the door, including old men who didn't need to cook.

There are more middle-aged and elderly people walking on the road carrying hoes, taking advantage of the sun to go down to fertilize, water and weed the fields.

When he returned home, the children had come back and were all running and jumping at the door. Their bald heads were shining brighter than the sun. He immediately became interested.

"You're all back? Come on, come on... I'll take a photo of you all. It's rare that you all have bald heads."

"Okay, okay~"

“Wow~ I’m going to take pictures~”

"Third uncle, wait for me, I'll find a stick..."

"I want to get a stick too..."

"My stick... my mother finished beating me and I don't know where she put it... Third uncle, don't worry, just wait for me..."

Ye Yaodong watched speechlessly as everyone looked for sticks like headless flies, "Why don't you just get a broken bowl?"

"That won't work, we are not a gang of beggars today, we are monks from the Shaolin Temple!"

"Then do you want to bare half of your shoulders and expose your arms?"

"If you want to..."

"That's right, I still have to bare half of my shoulders..."

His reminder gave them some more inspiration, and all those looking for sticks stopped. They first pulled their collars and exposed half of their shoulders.

"Hehe~ It looks more like~"

"I will wear this when I go to school tomorrow..."

"Our class is all bald today, but they certainly wouldn't have thought of dressing like this..."

Everyone was extremely excited.

Ye Yaodong shook his head and went inside to get his camera.

When he came out, he found that Ye Xiaoxi also imitated them and stretched out his left hand from the collar, also exposing half of his shoulder...

"What's your name? There's a nun among the monks?"

Ye Xiaoxi looked at him with her eyes open and her face full of innocence, "I want to take pictures!"

"Okay, it's very unified. I will definitely show it to you when you grow up."

"Uncle Third, can you wash a few more pictures then, one for each of us?" Ye Chenghai looked at him expectantly.

"This is necessary."

A proper copy of Black History must be given to each person. If one person tears it up, the others will still have it.

"Everyone is standing still, horizontally from high to low, be more regular."

At this time, a group of people were very busy, scurrying around like headless flies among the few people. Ye Yaodong was not in a hurry and followed them.

When the arrangement was over, he took the camera.

The girls around looked at him with envy.

After he saw it, he also asked them to sit in a row and took a picture of them all.

Now everyone is satisfied.

Lin Xiuqing also wiped her hands at this time, walked out and said with a smile: "I'll take a photo of one of your four bald heads. It's rare for them to be so completely bald."

"OK."

"Dad, let me find you a stick..."

"I don't want it."

"Yes, it will be neat this way."

Ye Chenghai had already actively pulled out the stick stuck on his broom, "Third uncle, there is no longer one. It is too long to hold a bamboo pole..."

Ye Yaodong depressedly took the broomstick and hit him on the calf first, "Who told you to make your own decisions? Do you think I am a fool like you?"

Ye Chenghai laughed and dodged, "Don't talk about us, you are bald too!"

Ye Chengjiang said at this time: "Third Uncle, two people from our class came to class today with a limp. They said that they went out together to find the Shaolin Temple a few days ago, and then walked to the county seat. They were so hungry that they went home again.

, and then the stick he was beaten with in the middle of the night was broken, and he lay down for several days before going to class."

Ye Yaodong's expression immediately turned serious.

"You can't imitate their idiots. The Shaolin Temple is on TV. The Shaolin Temple in reality is just a group of real and fake monks who can only chant sutras. You can't believe what's shown in the movies. Very few monks can do martial arts. 99% of them are

Won't."

"We are just joking..."

"I'm afraid my mother will break my legs..."

"They also went out with sticks. When they came back, the sticks in their hands were broken by their parents."

"It's time to fight." Lin Xiuqing also glared at them seriously, "The movies are all lies. Are you stupid or not? Do you believe this? If you encounter human traffickers along the way, don't come back.

Sometimes my hands and feet are cut off, my eyes are gouged out and I go begging for food, let’s see what you do.”

"The school's radio broadcast was also broadcast there today, asking us not to do stupid things and go to the Shaolin Temple..."

"We don't believe it, so we just play at home."

"It's good to know."

With this interruption, Ye Yaodong stopped thinking about taking pictures of them and put the camera away directly.

When the two sisters-in-law heard about it, they also grabbed their children's ears and told them that they would not be allowed to leave the house if they dared to sneak out of the house.

Through a wall, he heard their various assurances.

Then, even before dinner time, he couldn't see them running or jumping outside. They were all pulled by the ears and ordered to do their homework at home and not allowed to go anywhere.

Ye Chenghu was also carried back by Lin Xiuqing with his clothes, forcing him to do his homework first.

He sighed and sat at the table, looking out with longing.

"Hurry up and write. You won't be allowed to eat until you finish writing. I'll give Yangyang the rice dumplings tonight."

Ye Chengyang's eyes lit up, "Okay, okay, today's rice cake belongs to me."

"When are the final exams, Ye Chenghu?"

When he heard his father calling him by his full name and asking sensitive questions, he immediately sat up straight, pretended to be serious and hurriedly wrote an outline.

"The teacher didn't say."
To be continued...