Hard work after winning the lottery

The old man was amused by the boy's greedy behavior and burst into laughter, his beard twitching with each laugh.

"Delicious! When Grandpa catches a big fish, I'll send one to your house!"

"Thank you, Grandpa!" the three little ones said in unison, their voices sweet and childish, yet utterly sincere.

However, if you watch for too long, some unexpected things will happen.

That day, they were watching an old man who had come from the city.

The old man's equipment was very professional, and his bait was different from the earthworms used by the villagers.

It was a small pill made from a mixture of flour, spices, and some kind of additive, and it smelled sweet.

When the old man was baiting the ground, he accidentally dropped one of the baits onto the grass next to him.

It was a bait ball the size of a soybean, emitting an enticing sweet aroma.

The adults' attention was all on the lake, and no one noticed this little incident.

Besides Huasitao.

His nose has a radar-like precision when it comes to the aroma of food.

His big, dark eyes immediately locked onto the "little candy" that had fallen among the grass.

He quietly, subtly shifted his little bottom, getting a little closer to the bait.

In his little head, the logic was simple and clear: it smells good, it's round, so it must be edible.

While his older brothers and the old man were all focused on the float, he stretched out his chubby little hand.

The tiny fingers picked up the bait.

He even blew on the grass clippings as if he were doing it properly.

Then, without hesitation, he put it into his mouth.

Just as the bait was about to touch his soft lips—

"Little brother, you can't eat that!"

A child's urgent voice, tinged with a hint of scolding, suddenly rang out.

It's Walsian!

He turned his head at some point and swiftly grabbed Hua Sitao's wrist.

He wasn't very strong, but his attitude was exceptionally resolute.

"This is dirty! It's not for eating!" He frowned and scolded his younger brother with a serious expression.

Hua Si's "delicious food" flew away, her little mouth twitched, and her eyes instantly turned red.

"It smells...I want to eat it..." he pleaded, sounding aggrieved.

"No way!" Hua Si'an refused to back down. With a quick pry of her little hand, she took the bait from her brother's palm and threw it far into the bushes.

The commotion finally alerted the elderly man fishing and the tourists nearby.

Everyone then realized how dangerous the scene had just been.

The old man broke out in a cold sweat and quickly put away his fishing rod to check on the situation.

"Oh dear, my little darling! You can't eat this, it'll give you a stomachache!"

After being yelled at by her brother and surrounded by adults, Hua Sitao finally burst into tears.

The crying quickly attracted Hua Yun, who was patrolling the roast lamb restaurant.

After understanding the whole story, Hua Yun felt a wave of fear.

She first comforted the third child who was crying loudly, and then praised the eldest child who stopped her in time.

That evening, the Hua family held a small family meeting.

Hua Yun squatted down in front of her three sons, her expression more serious than ever before.

"I'll say it again today, and you must remember it."

"First, you must never go near the water without an adult. You broke the rules today."

"Secondly, you must never take things that don't belong to you, and you absolutely must not put them in your mouth."

"Third, be polite when you're out. Greet uncles, aunts, grandpas, and grandmas when you see them, but don't go with strangers."

The three little ones sat in a row, looking at their mother's serious face, and all nodded obediently.

"Did you remember?"

"Got it!"

Although Hua Yun knows that the children may forget these rules as soon as they turn around, these rules must be emphasized repeatedly and patiently.

Besides the lakeside, the village's campsite is also the three brothers' "adventure" paradise.

The colorful tents, like mushrooms blooming on the grass, held a fatal attraction for them.

Their favorite game is hide-and-seek among these "mushrooms".

The small figure nimbly moved between the tents.

"I'm here!"

"You can't catch me!"

The crisp laughter, like silver bells, filled the entire lawn.

Sometimes, when running too fast, you might accidentally trip over the guy lines securing the tent and fall flat on your backside.

But they didn't cry. They got up on their own, brushed the grass off their bottoms, and continued running forward, laughing and joking.

The tourists inside the tent are often amused by these three identical little creatures.

Far from feeling disturbed, they found it added a lot of unexpected fun to their camping trip.

The second brother, Hua Sile, is the "diplomat" in this small group.

He inherited Hua Yun's expressive eyes, and when he smiles, he has two shallow dimples at the corners of his mouth.

As long as he tilts his little face up, looks at you with his big, dark grape-like eyes, and says "Hello, Auntie" in his sweet, childish voice, few adults can resist him.

Aunt Wang, who runs a bed and breakfast, is most susceptible to his charm.

Every time the three brothers "patrol" to her doorstep, she would always greet them with a smile.

"Oh my, our Sile is here!"

Hua Sile would immediately run over with her short legs and sweetly call out, "Hello, Aunt Wang! Aunt Wang looks so beautiful today!"

With just a few words, he could make Aunt Wang very happy.

Then, his little hands would be stuffed with candy, cookies, or freshly baked cakes.

He never ate alone; he would always stride back to his older and younger brothers like a little adult and share his "spoils" with them.

And so, the Hua family triplets unknowingly became a moving and most adorable sight in Baixi Village.

For tourists visiting Baixi Village, besides enjoying the beautiful scenery and roasted whole lamb, one of the greatest pleasures is encountering these three adorable little ones who look exactly alike but have distinct personalities.

Their presence, like three shining stars, adorned the originally simple and peaceful night sky of Baixi Village.

Their harmless mischief and their whimsical remarks have infused this thriving land with the purest and most touching childlike innocence and joy.

Hua Yun often thinks that perhaps this is the most beautiful form of life.

She has a career she loves, a warm family, and three little angels who are exploring this beautiful world in their own way.

This is enough.

As for that dad who's far away, someone who only exists in the children's stories—"owning a big company and making a lot of money"...

Hua Yun gazed into the distance where wisps of smoke rose from chimneys, her eyes distant and serene.

Let time take its course.