Blue eucalyptus was overjoyed, was wandering, suddenly saw an orchid jumping between the blades of grass, and thought that it was dazzling for a while, grandma was not surprised,

"This is your grandfather's new favorite, Orchid Mantis." The blue eucalyptus stared at the best of natural evolution with an incredulous expression, and just a glimpse of the orchid mantis made people deeply fascinated by it.

The orchid mantis has an extremely well-proportioned appearance, with sharp forearms and six hooked legs, a white body, a touch of pink on the edges of the body, and an aura on the outside, which can be called a masterpiece of mimicry art.

The blue eucalyptus soon found traces of the orchid mantis on another orchid, and amazingly, they grew petal-shaped pituitary glands on their limbs, and they were able to adjust the color of their bodies according to the color of the flower, and they had a very special set of slow swaying steps when moving, like flowers swaying in the breeze.

At this time, an orchid shook violently, and the blue eucalyptus was startled, and when it looked closer, it was actually a poor butterfly that had been caught by the orchid mantis during pollination.

It turns out that the graceful posture and perfect color of the orchid mantis are poisons that confuse others, and they simulate into flowers to attract prey, once the insect is close to the deadly beauty

"Petals", there is no possibility of escape.

"Their nature is not as innocent and beautiful as it looks." Blue Eucalyptus sighed in frustration.

"Kind child, then come and help Grandma feed the pigeons!" The pigeons were raised in the early years, not ordinary white pigeons, but grandmother's favorite lady pigeons.

As soon as the pigeon sees the blue eucalyptus approaching, it makes a cordial sound

"Cooing", the black pearl-like eyes flashed with a clever light, and the blue eucalyptus sprinkled a handful of corn in the trough, and they immediately shook off the white phoenix crown excitedly, opened their pink and tender pointed beaks and ate with relish, and the pinches of long fluff on their necks fluctuated one by one, and they tried very hard to swallow the food.

The pure white feathers of the lady pigeon are covered with a fashionable gradient pattern

The "jacket" is black, brown, purple, and blue, the color becomes lighter in turn, and the vertical stripes are evenly distributed with white horizontal zebra stripes on the tail, and the body is very fat, and the pure white leg hair covers most of the toes, like wearing a pair of noble wool slippers.

"The pigeons have had lunch, and we are going to eat too." Grandpa didn't know when he was standing behind him urging, Lan Yu obediently followed to the dining room, there were hot three dishes and one soup on the table of the Eight Immortals, although it was some coarse tea and light rice, but it looked very refreshing.

Lan Yu took out chopsticks and spoons from the small drawer of the Eight Immortals Table and arranged them according to the position of each person. The Eight Immortals Table is an old piece of furniture in the Republic of China, with a whole piece of marble inlaid in the middle with clear patterns, a circle of waist shrunken into the lower edge of the tabletop, and the tooth plate is hollowed out and carved with the pattern of the pine crane prolonging the year.

Grandparents are used to not talking when eating, their shriveled mouths are very elegantly chewing, eating slowly and digesting slowly, and the old people deserve to be slow enjoyers of life.

At this time, Lan Eucalyptus has to think of Mr. Mu Xin's "Once Upon a Time",

“…… In the past, the sun became slow, and the cars, horses, and mail were slow...... "After the meal, the blue eucalyptus had just finished washing the dishes, and my grandmother came over and asked with concern,

"Would you like to go to bed and take a nap?" Blue eucalyptus said willfully,

"No, I'm going to rock the rocking chair." The rocking chair that Lan Eucalyptus has in mind is actually a scalloped Windsor chair in the bedroom, with the spindle-shaped rods of the backrest fanning out and cutting through the gentle swaying curves.

Sitting on it seems to be back to the summer vacation of childhood, holding a big watermelon, watching Journey to the West, shaking and shaking, shaking to grandma's bridge...... Blue Eucalyptus couldn't help but close her eyes softly and wander in the long afternoon.

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