Chapter 2 The scumbag dad with stick education (2)

Every household around, men, women, old and young, came out to collect clothes and quilts.

Zhang Zihao didn't dare to delay. Even though his little heart was still beating fast, he still stepped on the stool with his feet in small slippers. His father was not at home and he had to collect his clothes.

The bamboo pole is very high, and the Zhang family has no mistress. Since Zhang Zihao's grandmother passed away two years ago, Zhang Zihao and his father Zhang Yuanxiao have been left to depend on each other.

The clothes of father and son were washed and dried by Zhang Yuanxiao, the tall and strong father.

Zhang Zihao, who is just over eight years old, has not yet grown taller and is short in stature. Even when he is standing on a stool, he still needs to put his feet up and stretch out his slender little arms that don't have much strength.

The little arms were stretched out like that, and the little hands hooked and hooked, and finally hooked the clothes hanger. Then they stood on tiptoes again, and finally the first piece of clothing was taken off.

Zhang Zihao held his father's vest in his arms and used his other hand to hook up the clothes next to him again.

Finally putting away the last piece of clothing, Zhang Zihao's small chest rose and fell slightly, and he took several breaths of air.

By the time Zhang Zihao ran home holding his clothes and carrying a small stool, there was no one outside.

Every household that had put away their clothes had already closed their doors and windows.

Zhang Zihao hummed and put the clothes on the bed, looking out through the window. His fair and delicate little face was tense, and there was a trace of worry in his eyebrows that was not suitable for this age group.

Dad, I went to the orchard and haven't come back yet.

Another click flashed by, illuminating Zhang Zihao's little face brightly, and the rumbling thunder made Zhang Zihao's little face turn slightly white.

Zhang Zihao is afraid of thunder and doesn't like rainy days.

Because his mother left on a rainy day. It rained heavily that night and thundered for a long time.

But……

"Dad, did you bring a raincoat?" Zhang Zihao ran into the kitchen with his short legs up.

In the corner of the kitchen, there are two large and one small ones, which are the raincoats of Zhang Zihao and his father.

Therefore, dad does not have a raincoat.

"It will definitely rain heavily soon." Thinking again of what his neighbor said just now, Zhang Zihao finally made a decision.

He stretched his little arms and legs to put the little raincoat off his head. Fortunately, he usually knew how to dress himself and put on the little raincoat quickly.

Although the raincoat was in the style of a child, it was also long, with the hem at the back almost touching the ground, and the big hat completely covered Zhang Zihao's little head.

The yellow raincoat made Zhang Zihao look like a waddling little duck.

After dressing himself, Zhang Zihao hugged his father's big black raincoat with both hands and walked out of the house.

Zhang Zihao, who had closed the doors and windows, ran towards the orchard like a solitary duck and plunged into the gloomy darkness...

Zhang Zihao's father, Zhang Yuanxiao, contracted a piece of land at the foot of the mountain a few years ago, planted fruit trees, and transformed it into an orchard. It was hard work and he had to take care of it all the time. He was afraid of accidentally being attacked by insect pests.

Such sudden bad weather.

It’s just that Zhang Yuanxiao doesn’t know whether he doesn’t know how to plant or is just unlucky.

Even after spending a lot of time in the orchard, the harvest is still not ideal.

Since last year, the weather has become more changeable, and this year it rains all the time. The fruits hanging on the branches are sparse and green.
Chapter completed!