Huang Liangliang didn't know what the Ye family was discussing her, she was sitting in Ye Zhuoqun's room at this time, looking at the various toys she took out.

At first, the things she took out were quite normal, there were dolls, tangrams, Rubik's cubes or something, but when she took out a set of multi-functional toy huts that had played at home, Huang Liangliang began to be calm.

"Ah Qun, are you still playing this?" Huang Liangliang asked with some disgust as he looked at the small pots and bowls made of plastic.

"Yes, I used to play this with my friends when I went to the nursery school, what's wrong? Don't you play this in the welfare home?" Ye Zhuoqun blinked, and didn't seem to think there was anything wrong.

Huang Liangliang then remembered, huh...... They are only eight years old, and they are still children, but the children in the welfare home are relatively precocious, and she hardly sees them play with any toys, or maybe the welfare home can't afford to buy those toys, after all, it's good to have enough to eat, and what kind of bicycles do you need?

"Liangliang, are you playing?" Ye Zhuoqun asked with a miniature pot in his hand, looking at Huang Liangliang expectantly.

Huang Liangliang hurriedly shook his head, he couldn't help but imagine that he and Ye Zhuoqun were mothers and fathers, pretending to be homemakers there.

"Then let's flip through the paintings. Ye Zhuoqun said that he had already taken out a stack of cut foreign paintings from a tin box and put them on the floor.

Oh, this Huang Liangliang saw Wang Ping play with other classmates, because she felt that it was too untechnical, so she never participated.

"What's so fun about this, I'll make you a windmill, do you have colored paper here?" Huang Liangliang felt that Ye Zhuoqun's playing with these things was too childish, so he simply made her a toy.

In the past, when they were in a handicraft class in the welfare home, she and Huang Yuanyuan would always use the leftover colored paper to make windmills to play, which was one of the few toys they had.

"Of course there is!" Ye Zhuoqun's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately went to get colored paper, scissors and glue.

"Is there a little wooden stick? or a plastic stick, or a straw or something. Huang Liangliang looked at the windmill stick that was still missing, then looked up and asked again.

Ye Zhuoqun thought about it, and quickly rummaged through the cabinets and found a few more plastic sticks.

Huang Liangliang saw that the materials were all ready, so he started to do it, in fact, it is very simple to make a windmill, as long as you take a square of colored paper, fold it twice along the diagonal, use scissors to cut the crease of the diagonal, can not be finished, leave a little bit in the middle, and then drill a hole in the middle place, the four corners of the paper are also drilled, and finally fold the four corners to the position of the round hole in the middle, and fix it with a plastic rod through the five holes, and a simple windmill is completed.

Ye Zhuoqun looked at the newly made windmill in Huang Liangliang's hand, and couldn't wait to take it, puffing out his cheeks, desperately blowing at the windmill, and the windmill gurgled and spun.

Huang Liangliang looked at her stupid appearance, couldn't help but laugh, and pointed at her: "If you run around with a windmill, it will turn faster." ”

Ye Zhuoqun immediately did so, took the windmill and ran wildly in the room, looking at the windmill in his hand that was spinning fast, and excitedly shouted, "Bright and bright! It's really spinning so fast!"

Huang Liangliang looked at Ye Zhuoqun, who was about to go crazy, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it seems that the children of rich families are not necessarily happier than the children of poor people, just look at Ye Zhuoqun, a windmill that a child from a poor family can make her happy like this.

But it's normal to think about it, if you have money, you can buy anything for money, and naturally you don't have the joy of making a toy with all your hard work. When I was a child, I wasn't like her.

Ye Zhuoqun ran for a while and ran out of strength, panting and sitting next to Huang Liangliang, still holding the windmill tightly in his hand, and said in a tone that was almost adoring: "Liangliang, you are so good, you can do anything, will you make any other toys?"

Huang Liangliang looked at his little fan girl, smiled helplessly, took a piece of colored paper, and folded a little frog that could jump for her, which was naturally taught to her by Huang Yuanyuan, Huang Yuanyuan's origami skills were already full.

Ye Zhuoqun was like a treasure again, and after playing for a while, he pestered Huang Liangliang to teach her. Huang Liangliang naturally didn't hide his secrets, so he handed over the folding methods of several interesting gadgets he knew to Ye Zhuoqun.

The two unknowingly played origami for more than an hour, until Ye Xumei came up to call them to eat, and they didn't know that it was noon.

Ye Zhuoqun held the colorful windmill that Huang Liangliang made at the earliest, jumped downstairs, and when he saw his grandparents, he handed it over and said, "Grandpa, grandma, look, this is the windmill that Liangliang made for me, is it good?"

"What Liangliang made for Nan Nan is naturally good!" Although it was just a gadget, Li Xiuqin still praised it and threw an approving smile at the two.

"It's just a little thing, and all of our students there do. Huang Liangliang was a little embarrassed, and said with a shy smile.

"Liangliang, what you do is different from what others do!" Ye Zhuoqun said very insistently.

Li Xiuqin saw her granddaughter worshipping Huang Liangliang like this, so she could only smile helplessly, pulled the two of them to the dining table, and personally laid out the dinner cloth for them, "Okay, I want to play with the windmill for a while, and then play, eat first." ”

The lunch menu was very rich, but it was not very expensive, most of them were home-cooked dishes, and there were several vegetarian dishes, which were made with vegetables brought by Huang Liangliang.

Ye Zhuoqun's appetite is very good, almost one person ate a plate of tomatoes mixed with sugar, Ye Xiping and Li Xiuqin saw that their granddaughter had such a good appetite, and it was rare to eat more, and in the end, this big table of dishes was eaten by them.

After the meal, Ye Zhuoqun slumped on the sofa, patted his bulging little belly, looked at Huang Liangliang with a satisfied face and said, "Liangliang, why don't you teach me how to grow vegetables, the vegetables in your welfare home are so delicious, I'm afraid I will be sad if I can't eat them in the future." ”

Huang Liangliang couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this, and immediately said: "If you like it, I'll send you some next time, you don't have to go so much trouble to plant it yourself." ”

Anyway, now she can't eat all the vegetables in her space, so she simply takes them out and shares them with her friends, but it's a pity that Huang Yuanyuan and Huang Yanru can't use the same reason as Ye Zhuoqun, otherwise they can let them eat the specialties of their own space.

"Really, wouldn't that be too troublesome?" Ye Zhuoqun was very happy and hugged Huang Liangliang and said.

"It's okay, it's all vegetables grown by the welfare institute itself, and I'll just say hello to the dean when I go back." Huang Liangliang said this, thinking in his heart that maybe he could still let the welfare institute and the Ye family have a relationship, and Dean Tian must be very happy.