827 Chapter 824

Because there is no Little Pig, Fang Yuan and Lan Caiyi enjoyed the solitary time they haven't had in a long time, and they can't stop talking.

But the next morning, they got up early in the morning and ran a few laps in the community.

Fang Yuan is mainly accompanied by Lan Caiyi, this amount of exercise barely counts as a warm-up for him.

"How did your physical fitness become so good now?"

The blue Caiyi, whose temples were slightly wet, wiped his face with a sweat towel.

Originally wanted to wipe Fang Yuan, but found that there was no sweat on his face.

So couldn't help but say.

This is not the first time she has discovered that Fangyuan's physique is abnormal, regardless of strength, physical strength, speed, agility, etc., it is countless times stronger than what she remembers.

"I don't know, since I lost weight, my physique seems to have improved." Fang Yuan scratched his head and said.

He was not going to tell anyone the secret of that dream.

"Have you mutated and condensed the fat in your body?" Lan Caiyi jokingly touched Fangyuan's chest.

The hard and elastic chest muscles feel very good.

Fang Yuan grabbed her hand and said, "Maybe, I am a secondary development."

"Cut~, how old you are, and you have developed a second time." Lan Caiyi pulled back her palm, disdainfully said.

"Why, people's development, you are not allowed, you can too, I will help you~" Fang Yuan stared at Lan Caiyi's chest, smiling extremely wretched.

"Don't be skinny, go home quickly, the little guy should be here with Grandpa." Lan Caiyi patted him a little bit angrily.

They just walked back for a while, first greeted Sister Lei and Xiao Ai, nodded to each other, and then met Xiao Qiu again.

"What's wrong? Why do you suddenly feel that more people come out to exercise in the morning?" Fang Yuan felt a little strange.

"What's weird, a person who has passed the new year is fatter, and if you don't exercise after the new year, it will be summer soon, and all the meat will be taken out to dry." Xiao Qiu stopped and said to them.

"What about the master? Why are you alone?" Fang Yuan glanced behind her.

"He didn't come, he's still sleeping at home." Xiao Qiu waved his hand.

"Although the master is very thin and does not need to lose weight, but I think, morning exercise is not only for weight loss, but the main purpose is to strengthen the body. The physique of the master is really not good, so you should exercise more." Fang Yuan said seriously. .

"What you said makes sense, well, starting tomorrow, I will let him exercise with me in the morning." Xiao Qiu showed a thoughtful look.

"That's OK, we won't bother you." Fang Yuan finished speaking, pulling Lan Caiyi and leaving.

When Xiao Qiu ran away, Lan Caiyi patted Fangyuan's arm with a smile and said, "You, have you pitted Master again?"

"Hey, how can I say a pit? I'm also good for him. It doesn't hurt to exercise more!"

Lan Caiyi also laughed when she heard this.

The two of them returned home talking and laughing, and as expected, Grandpa and they had already come.

The little guy has changed clothes and is playing football with Xiaobai in the living room.

She kicked over, it kicked over.

Wait, kick?

Fang Yuan took a closer look and found that this is a ball, a potato.

"Xinxin, why did you take out the potatoes for fun again."

"Grandma gave it to me." The little guy hurriedly hugged her little potato.

The last time I played potatoes as a ball, I was still with Jiajia and the others in my hometown.

But at that time, I didn’t have to play, and the potatoes I played were of the kind that I would never eat.

But what she is playing now is clean and smooth.

"Mom, why do you use potatoes as a ball for the little guy?" Fang Yuan shouted to Fang's mother in the kitchen.

"What's the matter, children are curious, just play, and it's not worth a lot of money." Fang's mother replied.

"Mom, it's not a question of value, the food is better not to play with." Fang Yuan said.

"Oh, Xinxin, return the potatoes to grandma, and grandma will make mashed potatoes for you." Mother Fang said immediately.

"Uh……"

Fang Yuan couldn't say anything after hearing Fang's mother so straightforward.

But the little guy is not willing.

Holding the little potato in his arms, "I don't want it. This is my little potato. How can I eat it? How pitiful it is, I love it so much."

As the little guy said, he rubbed the little potato against his little face.

"When you kicked it around, why didn't I see you pity it and love it." Fang Yuan said silently.

"I love it. What does it have to do with me playing around? I love it too!" The little guy said plausibly.

Fang Yuan suddenly found that his words were poor.

I can't even tell this little guy.

"Xinxin, otherwise you can plant small potatoes in the yard with your mother, so you might still grow a lot of small potatoes." Lan Caiyi said next to her.

"Huh, really?" The little guy was extremely surprised and curious.

"Of course it's true, we just plant it next to Grandpa's flower seedlings." Lan Caiyi walked over and pulled the little guy and said.

"Good." The little guy agreed excitedly.

"Then you go to Grandpa and get his small shovel, we will dig a hole and plant it." Lan Caiyi said.

"Okay, grandpa, grandpa, where are you." The little guy immediately yelled.

"What's the matter?" Father Fang heard the sound and walked in from the yard.

It turned out that Father Fang was playing Tai Chi with his father in the yard.

"I'm going to plant this little potato in the ground, please pick up your little shovel and use it." The little guy put her little potato on top of his head and said.

"Really? It's so amazing. Grandpa will find it for you."

Father Fang smiled and touched his head, then turned to the storage room to find her tools.

The little shovel used by Father Fang to plant flowers is no different from the little guy's beach shovel, it's just iron.

"Be careful, don't hurt yourself."

After Father Fang handed it over to her, seeing her waving excitedly in his hand, a little worried and authentic.

"Give it to mom." Lan Caiyi took it from the side.

Then the two came to the courtyard and saw the old man playing Tai Chi slowly.

The little guy broke free of Lan Caiyi's hand and ran over.

Then he held her little potato and said: "A little potato, cut in half with one knife, half for you, half for me..."

The little guy laughed at the outside tolerance point of Tai Chi seriously.

This was when Xia Jing was taught by her grandfather in the park, but at the time she was talking about "big watermelon", but the little guy would change his words.

"Okay, don't bother grandpa." Lan Caiyi hurriedly dragged her away.

Then he dug a small hole in the place where Father Fang was planting flowers, put the small potatoes in, and bury them.

Especially simple.

"That's it?" the little guy asked curiously.

She also found it too simple.

"Well, when Grandpa waters the flowers, let him apply some fertilizer and water some more water." Lan Caiyi nodded and said.

"Then when will it grow small buds? When will it grow more small potatoes." The little guy continued to ask curiously.

"Uh-, mother is not quite clear about this question, go and ask your father." Lan Caiyi thought for a while.

"Oh." Hearing this, the little guy immediately ran to Fangyuan to ask.

Fang Yuan heard the words, thought about it, and estimated: "My father is not clear, but at least it will take five or six days."

"It's going to be so long." The little guy was a little disappointed.

"Child, be patient, maybe you will harvest a lot of small potatoes by then." Fang Yuan squeezed her little nose gently.

The little guy was happy again when he heard this.

When thinking of the harvest, they all giggled.

Fang Yuan saw Lan Caiyi walk in, walked over and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure, it can grow like this?"

"I don't know." Lan Caiyi returned.

"Hey, I don't know if you still said that to the little guy? If it doesn't grow out, how can you explain it to her?" Fang Yuan said in surprise.

"This is your problem."

After Lan Caiyi put the shovel in his hand, she turned to take a bath. She had just returned from running, still sweating.

"Huh—" Fang Yuan's eyes widened.