Song Wei was greeted with a warm welcome by the children as soon as she landed.
"Sister Song, you're amazing! How did you do that? Can you teach me?"
Children, especially boys, idolize those with great skills, and in their eyes, Song Wei was undoubtedly a hero from a picture book.
Song Wei, carrying honey, called to them, "Don't talk yet, hurry up! Don't wait for those bees to fly away, they'll come back!"
Afraid of being stung, the little rascals, urged on by Song Wei, ran as fast as they could with their short legs. One
who couldn't keep up almost fell, and Song Wei grabbed him by the collar. A buzzing sound could already be heard behind them.
Probably realizing the bees that had been tricked and had their nest stolen were catching up, Song Wei lifted her arm, grabbed the smallest one, and ran ahead.
"Everyone behind, keep up! Don't fall behind!"
"Ahhh!!! Sister Song, wait for us!"
"Sister Song, I want a hug too!"
Song Wei didn't even turn her head: "How old are you? I won't carry you."
Finally, under Song Wei's leadership, the little brats successfully escaped the bees' pursuit.
"Let's go, let's take our spoils back to eat grilled fish."
She carried the honeycomb in one hand, a big smile on her face, and walked with an unusually arrogant gait.
The little brats behind her followed suit, walking with an arrogant gait as if they were going to a brawl.
At this moment, they truly trusted Song Wei; she was their leader!
She kept the largest piece of honeycomb, and cut the smaller piece into equal sizes, distributing it to the seven little brats.
The little guys licked the honey off their hands and ate the grilled fish, grinning like little fools.
"I'll just have a little, and take the honey back for Mom and Dad to share."
"I'll give it to Grandma."
"I'll give it to Grandpa."
"I'll give it to my little sister..."
Don't let these kids' usual mischievousness fool you; when there's something good to eat, they still think of their families.
Black Egg licked the honey from his hand, looking at them with envy.
He didn't want to take the sweet honey back with him.
Song Wei patted his head: "Give me what you can't finish. I'll keep it for you. Come find me whenever you want some."
This poor kid, she gave him a multigrain bun.
"Eat your fill."
There might not be any food back home.
Black Egg's eyes immediately lit up: "Thank you, Sister Song."
He was quite polite: "Eat more fish and meat."
Song Wei shared some of her cornbread and multigrain buns. Although she was possessive of her food, she was quite generous to these kids who would give her whatever she asked.
After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, these little rascals had already established a basic revolutionary friendship with Black Egg, and they all recognized Song Wei as their leader.
They helped Song Wei pick mushrooms and also told her where there were wild fruits in the mountains.
"I know a huge wild grape grove, but it's deep in the mountains. My parents won't let me go."
Song Wei was genuinely interested, but there wasn't enough time now.
“I’ll call you another day, and you can take me with you so we won’t be afraid.”
“Okay, Sister Song, you must remember that!”
In the children’s hearts, Sister Song was much more capable than their own fathers, and they were sure to be safe in the mountains.
After picking another basket of mushrooms, Song Wei placed a neat bundle of firewood on top of the basket, and then carried another bundle down the mountain with the children.
The little rascals all had fish that Song Wei had caught in their hands, and they grinned as they happily went down the mountain.
“Come to my place sometime tomorrow.”
She also had two fish in her hand, which she had given to Hei Dan but couldn’t keep, so she simply took them back herself.
Hei Dan nodded, and at this moment, the wariness of his previous wolf cub was completely gone from his face; a smile graced his dark, thin face.
He was so thin that he looked rather ugly, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.
On the way down the mountain, they happened to meet some aunties who were also taking advantage of their work break to go to the mountains to pick some mushrooms, accompanied by some little girls.
"Mom!"
One of the little kids darted over like a monkey upon seeing a relative.
Among them were acquaintances, including several aunties from the carriage ride that day.
"Oh, what good stuff has Song Zhiqing gotten?"
Liu Guifen suddenly rushed over and started rummaging through Song Wei's basket. If she hadn't been steady, she probably would have fallen.
"There are quite a few mushrooms in the basket, and two big fish too! Song Zhiqing, all this stuff belongs to the government. It's not good for you to take it home and eat it yourself."
Liu Guifen's eyes darted around as she started yelling.
She hated Song Zhiqing so much! That old woman had been bullied by Song Wei at work today and took it out on her when she got home, even getting her husband to beat her!
Thinking of those two slaps, Liu Guifen didn't dare fight back against her husband or say anything to her mother-in-law; she could only hate Song Wei.
If it weren't for Song Wei causing trouble for that old woman outside, she wouldn't have been scolded and beaten.
It was a pity she hadn't managed to knock the brat down; she was standing quite steadily.
Besides, fish is meat too! She hasn't eaten meat in ages. How come this brat is so lucky to catch two such big fish? She has to find a way to catch one herself.
Song Wei slapped away the hand that was reaching out to touch the fish.
"So, according to you, everyone who picks mushrooms and catches things on the mountain has to hand them over? Fine, as long as everyone thinks so, I don't mind handing them over."
The other aunties immediately objected. They were about to go pick mushrooms; if they had to hand them over, what would they be able to do?
"Liu Guifen, why have I never seen you so conscientious before? If you're going to hand them over, then you should hand over all the public property in your house. And you shouldn't go up the mountain anymore."
"You're so talkative! You went up the mountain to pick mushrooms just to hand them over? I didn't know you were so generous."
The little kids now idolized Song Wei, so of course they had to help their leader.
"Mom, Sister Song gave us back the fish she caught!"
They picked up the fish in their hands. "Let's go home and eat meat, and there's honey too! Sister Song climbed a really, really tall tree to dig out the honeycomb, and she gave me this big piece. I brought it back for you and Dad to eat together."
They used clean, large leaves to hold the honeycomb, and when they opened it, they saw a bright, shiny, golden piece, about the size of a palm.
This was a killer treat for people who hadn't eaten meat or sweets in a long time.
With the children's help, the parents of the children present beamed with joy, their hearts immediately leaning towards Song Wei.
This Song Wei was truly generous, sharing so much honey in the honeycomb with the children.
The honeycomb in the children's hands didn't look big, but together it was quite a lot.
As for the adults who didn't have children at home, they were kicking themselves, lamenting that their own clueless brats were always running around eating shit and never getting anything done!