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012 Little Poets 3

Fang Chen squatted next to the cute Xinxin, joking and joking, making Xinxin's chubby little face want to pinch it gently, and stretched his little finger to his mouth: "I wonder what problem Brother Chen wants to give Xinxin?

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"Don't worry, let's rest for a while. Can everyone's stomachs continue to hold food?" Fang Chen saw his grandfathers still staying in the pavilion, happily smoking cigarettes, drinking honeysuckle, and talking about the memories of educated youth when they were young.

It was such an unforgettable memory. Sister Liu was helping the fourth aunt wash the dishes, while the fourth uncle was forced to go home to get the cherry wine. The grandfathers strongly demanded that the fourth uncle couldn't resist, so he had to compromise and go home to get the cherry wine.

When they heard Fang Chen say this, the grandfathers' eyes gleamed, knowing that there must be some private goods. If so, Old Yangtou couldn't wait to ask: "Do you have any good things that you haven't brought out yet?"

Fang Chen smiled and said nothing, grabbed a rope from the edge of the well and lifted it up. After a while, a bamboo basket was lifted up, with a large emerald green watermelon weighing about ten pounds in it.

"Grandpas, is this a good thing?" Fang Chen held the watermelon on the pavilion and cut it along the lines with a watermelon knife.

When the watermelon is cut open, the vines are red and the juice is thick. It drips down the handle and drips on the ground. It makes people salivate. The current season is not the ripe season for watermelons. Watermelons can only be eaten in greenhouses.

, but the watermelon in front of me is hanging above the head, showing a natural growth trend.

Before Fang Chen could take the initiative to share it, the grandfathers started to grab it. They were all very energetic, just like children, and looked very naughty.

"Woooo, it's so sweet. The melon vines are crisp, sweet in the mouth, and the juice is thick. It slides down the throat and is sticky. It's such a good melon." Grandpa Cao ate very quickly. The melon he just grabbed had only the rind left.

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"It's indeed a good melon. It's rare. It's rare. How did you grow such a good melon?" Grandpa Zhang finished a piece of melon, with a black watermelon seed in his mouth, looking very funny.

Fang Chen hadn't tasted the watermelon yet, so he put a few pieces on a plate and sent them to his fourth aunt and Sister Liu. It wasn't that he was eager to appreciate them, but he was afraid that they would be snatched away by old naughty boys if it was too late.

I cut a big piece and gave it to the lovely Xinxin. Xinxin gently placed her nose on the gardenia, closed her little eyes, and smelled the fragrance comfortably.

"Xinxin, come here, eat the watermelon first. After you finish the melon, my brother will take a test on you. If you pass, you can pick two gardenias." Fang Chen handed the watermelon to Xinxin, and also handed her a towel and juice.

I'm afraid it will flow onto my hands and make it sticky and uncomfortable.

"Brother Chen, Xinxin is looking forward to it."

After dividing the watermelon, he was going to eat a piece by himself. When he saw the watermelon in the fruit plate, he was a little surprised at the speed... He picked up the last small piece of watermelon and tasted it.

"Yes, it's really good."

"Fang Chen, tell the truth, how did you grow it?"

"Grandpa Cao, no matter what you do, as long as you work hard, you will always see results. There is another secret, I have a pair of hard-working hands." Fang Chen rewarded the melon rind to Huan Huan, who had been greedy to death.

Not dissatisfied, he lay down on the ground with the melon rind in his mouth and started chewing it happily.

"Hahaha, it turns out you are a hardworking little bee."

Several people laughed, and the laughter surrounded the pavilion. The breeze was blowing, and the melons above their heads were making noise together on the swing. The watermelons lying on the shelves of the pavilion also liked the excitement, and the shelves were shaking under the weight of the big watermelons. But don't worry,

The shelf is very sturdy.

After eating the watermelon, the grandfathers felt their stomachs burst. They all touched their bulging bellies and walked around in the yard, as if they were trying to digest and prepare to continue to reward their stomachs.

After Xinxin finished eating the watermelon, Fang Chen brought a basin of water and asked several people to wash their hands. The juice was thick and a little sticky on their hands.

"So many ants."

"Yes, the juice contains too much sugar and attracts so many guys."

After Xinxin finished eating the watermelon, she washed her chubby little hands and couldn't wait to come to Fang Chen's side: "Brother Chen, Xinxin is ready."

Fang Chen sat in the pavilion, looked at the lovely Xinxin, and began to take the test: "Xinxin, can you use beautiful words to praise the beauty of gardenias?"

Xinxin rolled her bright little eyes, and after thinking for a while, she put her little hands behind her back and looked at Gardenia: "Everyone, listen."

“Gardenia is better than other trees,

There is not much sincerity in the world.

Useful for body color,

Harmony with Tao Qi.

Red takes the wind and frost as the fruit,

Qingkanyuluke.

Ruthless can move you,

The most important thing is to reflect the waves of the river."

After Xinxin finished reciting, her proud little eyes were waiting for praise: "Brother Chen, grandpas, how are you?"

"Hey, I didn't realize it. Xinxin is still a little poet."

"Suhua is a delight,

The Banlin Pond.

Suspected to be frost-covered leaves,

The branches are covered with snow again.

Hidden in the slanting light of the sun,

The wind returns and the shadow merges and separates.”

Bang bang bang. Warm applause.

"Our lovely Xinxin is so amazing, is there anything else?"

Xinxin raised her little head proudly and touched her nose with her little finger proudly: "Yes, a gardenia poem."

"The snow and ice flowers are cooling and refreshing,

There is a beautiful spirit deep in Qulan.

A hook of the crescent moon catches the shadow,

Secretly sending delicate fragrance into the painting garden."

"There's still one more song."

"The gardenia tree in front of the courtyard,

There are dumb branches on all sides.

unharvested gold,

The white jade flowers bloom first."

After Xinxin recited two ancient poems in one breath, she took a breath and said, "The last poem, Rain passes through the mountain village."

“One or two roosters crow in the rain,

The Banqiao slope on Zhuxi Village Road,

The woman and aunt call each other to bathe the silkworms,

Take a look at the gardenias in the courtyard."

"I'm so exhausted." After Xinxin recited the last song, she picked up the water glass and drank heavily.

"Okay, wonderful, our Xinxin is really a little poet. Looking at the gardenias in the atrium, he seems to be describing everything he sees in front of him. It's wonderful."

When Xinxin was praised, a proud look appeared on her chubby little face, and she looked like a proud big rooster with her little hands behind her back. She was very energetic.

Sister Liu smiled happily, and the fourth aunt kept praising Sister Liu for raising a good baby, and he would definitely be successful when he grows up.

Fang Chen didn't expect that Xinxin was reading poetry books. He originally wanted Xinxin to use words of praise to describe the beauty of gardenia flowers. He didn't expect that he would elicit such a little poet and recite five ancient poems in one breath. The lovely Xinxin is not only a

The little poet is still a little real person who doesn't show his face.

The compliments and praises from several people made Xinxin feel proud. Fang Chen asked Xinxin to choose two gardenias for his promise.

In my own small bedroom, I smell the fragrance and sleep well.

In order to encourage Xinxin to study hard in the future, Fang Chen gave Xinxin one of his beloved pens. The little guy was so beautiful that he kissed Fang Chen on the face, which made Fang Chen blush in embarrassment.

"Brother Chen, why is your face red?"
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