Chapter 41

When each seed is sent to the children, the teacher of the nature class has seriously talked about how to raise small flowers. It's just that every student in the class lives in a big city of reinforced concrete, rarely planting any plants, and every one is in a hurry when he starts.

Fortunately, the seeds sent out by the teacher are all good flowers. Over the past half of the semester, with the careful care of children, most of the seeds have sprouted and successfully grown into beautiful flowers. It's the first time to plant flowers. It's hard to cultivate them. The last one depends on your talent.

Among a group of children without any experience, Fang Yan, who had countless farm work experience, stood out and planted the most beautiful flowers in the class.

The little girl also chirped to ask him about the tips of planting flowers: "I have done as the teacher said, but there is no way to plant flowers as beautiful as your flowers, can you teach me?"

How to teach this?

Is it necessary to say that we should plant a variety of vegetables, and we will understand if we plant more vegetables? Fang Yan had to shake his head in silence.

"Really not?" The little girl looked at him pitifully, then held out her little thumb, compared her knuckles and said, "just teach me so much, so little!"

Fang Yan still shook his head. He paused and felt that his attitude was too impolite. He explained in a low voice, "I am also planted according to the teacher's instructions."

Just planting more vegetables, his planting experience has become a lot, the same step, he can instinctively do well, so he planted beautiful flowers.

Listen to him say so, the little girl had to give up questioning, dada ran back to her flowers next to care carefully.

Fang Yan hesitated for a moment, then picked up the small kettle to continue watering, continued to initiate a stay, began to worry about how to make money.

"Hello Another voice was heard above him.

Fang Yan looked up blankly and saw a boy standing in front of him, looking at him with a bad face.

The boy's appearance reminds him of the village head's son Dazhuang. The experience of being in trouble before him immediately appeared in front of him. Fang Yan subconsciously hugged his small kettle and stood up nervously.

"Hello?" "What can I do for you?" he hesitated

"What did Wen Wen look for you just now?" Said the little boy.

Fang Yan was stunned for a moment and asked, "who is Wenwen?"

The little boy immediately widened his eyes: "you even don't know who Wenwen is?"

Should he know? Fang Yan was at a loss, holding his own small kettle and shaking his head.

Don't talk about Wenwen. He doesn't even know who is in their class. He came to school for such a long time, but he didn't make many friends. What's more, he couldn't even name the names of most of his classmates.

"Wenwen is the best looking girl in our class!" The little boy said angrily, "that's the girl who just talked to you. Why don't you even recognize Wen Wen?"

Seeing that someone didn't know the little goddess in his heart, the boy was so angry that he forgot the purpose of his coming. He took Fang inkstone and pointed out that the most beautiful little girl in the crowd showed it to him. He used the best and most perfect words to describe it.

Fang Yan was stunned and could only nod with his words. Until he saw the little boy say dry mouth, stopped, he just confused to ask: "I know who Wen Wen is, then what do you have?"

The boy immediately remembered his purpose. He let go of Fang Yan, held up his chin haughtily, and lowered his voice. He asked in a voice eight degrees lower than before: "what were you talking to Wen Wen just now?"

"She came to ask me how to grow flowers." Fang Yan replied truthfully.

"Grow flowers?" The boy immediately raised his head with pride: "Wenwen's flower is also the most beautiful flower in the world!"

“……”

Fang inkstone muddled to think that the person in front of him is probably a Wen Wen blowing with her eyes closed.

The word "blowing with eyes closed" was taught by elder brother Gu. It was originally used to describe Fang Huai. Fang Huai as like as two peas in a TV show, he watched a singer's performance every day. He could not see it. He had to show the singer Amway to others. When he described the singer, he looked exactly like the little boy before, and almost used up the most beautiful words in the world to praise the singer. Elder brother Gu said, this is called closed eyes blowing.

"Did you teach her?" Asked the boy.

Fang Yan shook his head: "I will not."

"Yes, yes, Wen Wen must be better than you in planting flowers. How can you teach her?" The boy said triumphantly.

Fang Yan, I don't know what to say.

"By the way, which flower do you plant?" The boy held up his small chin and said with pride, "in order not to let Wenwen down, I have studied how to plant flowers very hard. Seeing that Wen Wen has a good eye for you, I decided to teach you how to plant flowers with mercy."

He No need to be taught.

Fang Yan lowered his head in silence and looked at his own flowers."Is this your flower? Let me see, you... " The boy's words stopped abruptly.

The flowers in front of us are the most energetic, bright and beautiful flowers in the whole garden!

Even if it's a Wen Wen blowing with her eyes closed, the boy can't hypnotize himself. This flower is more beautiful than he planted. Not only that, it seems It seems to be better than Wenwen's!

The boy suddenly felt as if he had been slapped and his face was burning with pain.

He blushed and looked at Fang Yan angrily: "you You... " You've been a long time, but you can't say a word.

"Du hang! What are you and Fang Yan talking about? " Wen Wen came over angrily: "do you want to bully Fang Yan again?"

Du hang suddenly widened his eyes and looked at his little goddess in disbelief. Obviously, he didn't expect that he would be attacked by the little goddess. He gave Wen Wen Wen a sad look, and then looked indignantly at Fang Yan, who was holding a small kettle beside him. Seeing his innocent face, he immediately became indignant and turned his head and ran away sadly. He did not even leave an explanation.

Fang Yan quickly explained: "he didn't bully me, he just came to ask me a question."

"You don't have to explain. I know du hang likes bullying people most." Wen Wen was not happy to doodle his mouth: "he is a big villain in our class, many people have been bullied by him, you do not speak good words for him, if I did not find out in time, now you must have been bullied by him."

Is that right?

Fang Yan scratched his head. He always felt that the little boy named Du hang was not like that. Instead, he looked very sad because he was misunderstood by Wen Wen.

He also wanted to explain, but Wenwen didn't listen. She quickly asked him other questions about planting flowers. Fang Yan's attention was suddenly attracted to the past, and she soon forgot about it.

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