Chapter 2: Quarrels

"Alright, alright, you two go into the house and play. Fan Ru smiled and nodded: "Streamer, she came here alone? ”

"No, Aunt Qiu is still behind!"

Shen Bujiao added: "Aunt Qiu will tell my mother, sister-in-law don't worry." ”

"Oh, if the family knows. Fan Ru heard that Shen Bujiao and her family knew, so she didn't say much, although she didn't know who Aunt Qiu was, but she should be a member of the family.

Wave your hand and let the two children into the house to play.

Mu Liuguang took Shen Bujiao's hand and entered his room, and deliberately closed the door, turned around and put down his schoolbag and said to Shen Bujiao: "Bujiao, show you this." ”

Standing on the stool and climbing on the table, the table is next to the window, Mu Liuguang's goal is a string of wind chimes hanging on Xiaoxuan's window, the wind chimes make a rhythmic "jingling" sound under the caress of the wind, which is very pleasant to the ear.

Mu Liuguang took off the wind chime, put it on the table, supported the desk with both hands and reached the stool with his little feet, Shen Bujiao was afraid that she would fall, so he moved the stool to the side of the table, and Mu Liuguang stepped on the stool and returned to the ground.

She put the wind chime in her hand and showed it to Shen Bujiao, the shape of the wind chime is very chic, it is a little white rabbit lying on a pink cloud, these silver stars fall under the cloud, and a pink copper bell hangs down in the middle, and a small feather is tied under the copper bell.

"Wow, that's beautiful!" Shen Bujiao stared at the wind chime without blinking: "Can I touch it?"

"Touch it. Mu Liuguang generously handed the wind chime to Shen Bujiao.

Shen Bujiao took it carefully, reached out and touched the little white rabbit on the clouds, and his hand was cold and moist: "It's so cute!"

"Hehe, I think it's good-looking, too. ”

With a slight swing of the hand, the copper bell "jingled" and rang non-stop, and Shen Bujiao and Mu Liuguang were very happy.

Lu Qiu and Fan Ru were talking outside the door, and their voices were not loud, so the two children in the house didn't really hear it, and the two of them were not interested in the topic of adults.

After a while, Mu Liuguang's door was knocked, Shen Bujiao went to open the door, stretched out his little head and saw that it was Lu Qiu, so he said in a milky voice: "Aunt Qiu, are you going back!?"

Lu Qiu handed her the food box in his hand: "If you want to play for a while, just wait and go back, there are some pastries in it, you and Miss Mu can share it together." ”

Shen Bujiao knew that he could play with his friends for a while, and he was very happy, so he happily took the food box and closed the door again.

Placing the food box on the table, the two children gathered around it, eager to know what was inside.

"Wow, it's osmanthus cake and jujube paste, it's delicious. ”

Mu Liuguang hadn't eaten this before, so he didn't know what it tasted like, but it looked delicious, and he was just about to take it when he remembered: "Bu Jiao, wash your hands before eating." ”

Shen Bujiao was drooling greedily, but when he thought that his mother at home had also said so, it was a dirty child who didn't wash his hands before eating, so he couldn't help but say, "Then wash your hands first." ”

There is a bamboo water dispenser in Mu Liuguang's room, and the other end is connected to the clear spring in the mountain, and when the switch is turned on, there will be spring water flowing out.

After Mu Liuguang and Shen Bujiao washed their hands, they rubbed a few times on their school uniforms at will, and then started eating.

The color of osmanthus cake is yellow and white, no spots, impurities, some osmanthus flowers are sprinkled on it, the taste is sweet and delicious, and it has a strong fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

Jujube paste crisp is made of red dates and red beans, the taste is sweet and delicious, both of which are sweet, very popular with children, but because it is very sweet, so Shen Bujiao's mother Li Freehand does not allow Shen Bujiao to eat more.

The two plates of dim sum were quickly wiped out by the two children, rubbing their round stomachs and smashing their mouths, and the fragrance of osmanthus cake and the sweetness of jujube paste crisp remained in their mouths.

"I think osmanthus cake is the best. Shen Bujiao said, the smell of osmanthus is good.

"I love jujube pastry. Mu Liuguang likes to eat red beans very much, so he loves the jujube paste crisp made of red beans even more: "Can we still eat it tomorrow!?"

Shen Bujiao shook his head: "I don't know, I'll ask my mother when I go home tonight, but if you like jujube paste, I can bring it to you tomorrow!"

"Okay!" Mu Liuguang was very happy: "Is this what your mother did!?"

"No, my mother doesn't know how to do this, this is made by Aunt Qiu, Aunt Qiu's craftsmanship is good, and her cooks my family's food. ”

"My sister-in-law's cooking is also delicious! My mother's craftsmanship is not as good as my sister-in-law's. ”

"Do you still have a brother, why haven't I seen him, and your father?"

"They went to the fields to plant seedlings. ”

"Why do you want to plant rice?"

"When the seedlings grow up, they will become rice, and only when the seedlings are planted and harvested can there be rice to eat. ”

"Liar, my family doesn't grow it, and my family also has rice to eat. Shen Bujiao retorted.

"I didn't lie to you, that's it, my dad said, he won't lie to me!" Mu Liuguang was not happy when he heard it: "Your family must also plant seedlings, but you don't know!"

"No! My father lies at home every day, and my mother runs a shop outside, so she doesn't have time to plant seedlings at all, so it's not like you said! And the seedlings won't turn into rice when they grow up! Rice is white, and the fruit of the seedlings is not white!"

Mu Liuguang felt that what Shen Bujiao said made sense, but he felt that his father would not lie to him, so he was unconvinced and said: "Then I'll go find my sister-in-law!"

Shen Bujiao saw Mu Liuguang running away on his short legs, and hurriedly ran out, she felt that what she said was right.

In the small courtyard, Fan Ru and Lu Qiu were sitting on a small chair peeling beans, and there was a bamboo dustpan of freshly peeled green beans next to the foot of the chair, the two were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Fan Ru's age is almost the same as Lu Qiu, and they are both kind people, so it is reasonable to chat.

Mu Liuguang moved two small stools to the two of them and set them up, sat down one by one, Fan Ru's hands did not stop, and asked with a smile: "Why don't you play in the house?"

Mu Liuguang puffed out his cheeks and said, "We quarreled." ”

In fact, Fan Ru and Lu Qiu also heard the quarrel between the two little guys in the yard, just as a quarrel between children, this is a normal thing in the eyes of the two, and there is no need for adults to interfere.

Lu Qiu didn't care and said, "Why are you arguing?"

"Because we have different views. Shen Bujiao repeated the matter again, and asked Lu Qiu and Fan Ru to comment on the reasoning to see who was right.

The two glanced at each other and couldn't help laughing, Lu Qiu touched Shen Bujiao's head: "What you both said is not entirely right. ”