Night 8 The Real "Botanical Garden"
Yinzhen tried her best to refuse to take this plant class, but everyone attached great importance to it, so even if she refused, it was useless. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info so Yinzhen had to self-comfort This kind of compulsory class, just like practicing big characters, must be done.
After entering the classroom, she sat down in her seat, and Yinzhen could finally put down the flower pot she had been holding in her hand, and as soon as she sat down, someone ran over.
The person who came was a little girl with flaxen-colored watermelon head, her name was Yuan Yuanyuan. In the planting class, the two people sit together as partners.
Yuan Yuanyuan held her flower pot and carefully placed it on Yinzhen's table.
"Really, how's your seed? Is there any movement? Yuan Yuanyuan carefully observed the nutrient soil in Yinzhen's flower pot, trying to find a little green tip in the black soil.
Before Yinzhen could say anything, she hadn't seen anything grow, but she was interrupted by Yuan Yuanyuan, her fleshy palm touched Yinzhen's smooth black hair, and said like a child: "It's okay, I haven't grown it either." Let's keep up the good work together. β
Yin Zhen, who was blocked from speaking, nodded, "Hmm." β
After the first class, Yinzhen took his flower pot and walked towards Yuan Yuanyuan.
"Let's go to class together." Yinzhen wanted to go to class with Yuan Yuanyuan, and she was still not used to the kindness exuded by others.
In the palace, Huang Ama still has a lot of children, so it is rare to get his attention. And those concubines also have their own children, although they are still young, but Yinzhen can detect that the eyes of them when they look at themselves are different from those brothers.
Yin Zhen didn't tell anyone, she knew that she was actually not the child of the imperial concubine, because when the imperial concubine looked at herself, it was like the eyes of those concubines looking at her.
The little heart is a little hurt, and in addition to these palace elders, as a princess, she can't be friends with those palace people.
In the interstellar era, knowing that there is no superiority here, everyone is equal, and no one is born high, these novel concepts still left a deep shock in Yinzhen's heart, and when she showed it, her eyes were round, like a little squirrel.
From the beginning of the discomfort, to now Yinzhen is willing to accept these differences little by little, but she is still too naΓ―ve, because this era is too unrestrained.
Originally, the planting class was a plant growth garden arranged by the school, and although there were only a few plants in it, it was relatively safe after all.
On Saturday night, clouds were shrouded. The botanical teacher watched the stars at night, and suddenly thought of taking this group of children to the real "botanical garden", where these lovely seeds in their hands would inevitably be shouted by their peers and have the idea of growing seedlings.
The teacher pushed his five-pointed star-shaped frame, which produced a reflection without the lenses.
"Hahaha, I'm so smart, maybe, no, I'll soon be received by the mayor for this witty idea, what a wonderful thing."
He had just finished laughing when he was hit on the head by a black metal ball thrown from the upper floor, and he fell down with a pop, and the round ball that rolled off his head rolled to the ground, crushing a small hole in the ground.
Then there was the roar from upstairs: "Tao Xinxin, what kind of demon do you do at night!" The old lady was woken up by you when she fell asleep, if you dare to laugh again, I will send you to heaven. β
The incident ended with Tao Xinxin's frame being smashed off a foot, and he himself was knocked unconscious and lay on the balcony for the night.