Chapter 179

Now the little guy is seriously focusing on what he has in his hand.

Often congee congee is holding the hands of xiaoconghua together, to help xiaoconghua understand the basic techniques.

But obviously, try not a small meeting, shallot flower can be very good grasp, but the technique is a little strange, need more time.

She's really talented in design.

The little guy is on the arrangement of flowers with unique eyes.

Just like to use in the eyes of outsiders looks very strange collocation.

For example, florets arranged together will appear neat and standardized, but she is not.

She will be caught off guard in the small flowers to join a big, but also mixed with a little green leaves.

It would have been a very strange match, but it was unexpectedly good-looking, just because the idea is not very mature, just some rudiments, more or less strange.

But Chang Cong has no doubt, give her more time, she will be able to match more perfect.

And the little guy is still just a serious face, did not care about these things.

Often porridge porridge eyes with surprise, really worthy of that man's child?

At such a young age, it's already so different

The little guy's technique is unique, but Chang Cong didn't force her to correct her technique.

She is more supportive of allowing children to develop freely and develop their nature.

Instead of grinding their edges and corners, let them grow according to their own direction, and erase their nature

All you need to do is to support their choices and give them proper guidance. That's enough.

This is really responsible for their lives.

Often porridge back line of sight, no longer anxious in the hands of shallot flowers.

Xiaoconghua has obviously started to have her own idea now, so she just let it go and let the little guy control it by herself. She doesn't need to interfere too much.

She hasn't finished her own.

I picked up the semi-finished products and continued to work.

One big and one small, one left and one right, are busy with the wreath in their hands.

From time to time encounter can't solve the place, the little guy will quietly ask often porridge how to do.

And often porridge porridge will patiently explain with her, the atmosphere is harmonious.

"Little..." Chang Cong finally made the one in his hand. He was quite satisfied with it. He wanted to let the little guy try it on and see if he needed to adjust it.

It turns out that the little guy is still concentrating on making the wreath in his hand.

Chang porridge immediately silence, no longer interfere with her.

Looking at the little guy drooping eyes, a serious look, often porridge even have a strange sense of satisfaction.

There is a feeling that "my family has a girl growing up"

Because the little guy did it later than her, plus the handmade, so now he just made it up.

It will obviously take some time to finish.

Leisure is also idle, often porridge simply continue to do up, but this time is a bracelet, just for the little guy made two bracelets, with garland.

It's just that I'm not in such a hurry this time. I look up at the sea of flowers that I can't see, and weave the wreath in my hand.

I feel very comfortable for a while.

It felt like being surrounded by a sea of flowers, which swayed back and forth with the breeze.

It's like a flower fairy waving to her, and she is in the middle of the flower sea, enjoying the hard won peace

When Feng Tingmo came back, he saw such a scene.

The woman holds her face with one arm and looks at the distance.

Seems to be looking at something, as if nothing in the eye.

With kitten like satisfaction on his face.

There are a few strands of broken hair in front of her forehead, with the breeze, mischievous beating, adding a bit of playfulness to her.

With a wreath on her head, she looks quite delicate, which makes her more charming than flowers.

Yes, this wreath is the one that changcong just made for shallot.

Originally, I wanted to give xiaoconghua a try, but the little guy was obviously busy, so she didn't disturb her, so she tried it by herself.

I think it's very suitable, so I forgot to take it off.

Just wearing it, while enjoying the scenery, I continued to weave a bracelet for the little guy.

Now one has been made up, and there is still a little left of the other.

So Chang Cong is not in a hurry. Now her head is flying in the sky

If only a small wooden house could be built in this sea of flowers, so that she could live here directly.

Every night, you can lie on the window and enjoy the moon with these lovely flowers.

And in the morning, when you open the door, it's just a group of elves who greet you.

Just think about it, often porridge is full of happiness.

Deliberately ignored the fact that this sea of flowers is that man's territory.

Anyway, she doesn't really want to live here. It's not against the law, is it!

So Chang Cong describes his inner bright future with peace of mind.

"Yeah, the scallion flowers are finally made up!" The little guy's joyful voice successfully brought back Chang Cong's thoughts to reality.

There was a moment of regret in her eyes. Unfortunately, she just thought about the plan

Just turning to xiaoconghua, his face automatically hung a warm smile, but saw that the little guy actually took two wreaths in his hand.

It's just a bigger one and a smaller one. There's no big difference between the others.

"Porridge elder sister, you look quickly, Xiao Cong Hua Li is not fierce!" The little guy jumped down from his stool again, holding two wreaths carefully in his hand, and presented them to Chang Cong as a treasure.

The little face was clearly written with the words "praise me quickly".

Chang Cong first took the wreath from Xiao Conghua and put it on the table.

Then he stretched out his hand and pinched the little guy's small face, "the shallot flower is the most powerful!" Chang Cong is a little surprised. After all, when she finished the first wreath, the little guy just made it up half of the way.

I was just stunned for a while. The little guy made two wreaths.

Obviously, I'm more and more proficient. It's really powerful.

"Hey, hey." The little guy scratched his head embarrassed and looked at Chang Cong with a sweet smile.

Yu Guang glimpses Feng Tingmo standing under the steps.

"Eh, Baba, how did you get there?" Xiao Conghua looks at Feng Tingmo in surprise, obviously curious when he passed.

Hearing the sound, she looked at the old porridge with some curiosity. She had just enjoyed the scenery for a long time, but she didn't find that the man was missing

Of course, I don't know when the man left.

"I changed my clothes." Feng Ting Mo walked into the pavilion again, sat on the stool, looked at the shallot flower and said.

"Well, I haven't found any chives." Xiao Conghua muttered.

She just patronized the wreath weaving, and didn't find out about it.