Lin Yilan had already woken up, the whole person was lying in the quilt trembling, and when she saw Xiang Hai coming, she was a little more calm in her eyes, and she smiled reluctantly.

Towards the sea head-on counting:

"You say you're so big about me? After doing a little work, you dare to steal from me for so long, really good you! Do you want me to tell you a bedtime story? ”

Lin Yilan smiled when he saw him chirping.

thought that Xiang Hai was just joking, but after dinner, Xiang Hai sat in front of her bed with a small bench and looked at her seriously.

"Tell me, what do you want to hear? I can say anything. ”

With that, he took out a dark green notebook, flipped through it decently, and looked at Lin Yilan expectantly.

Lin Yilan first felt funny, and then saw that he took it seriously, and with the intention of teasing him, he said, "Let's talk about the story of the sunflower." ”

"The story of the sunflower?" Xiang Hai muttered, flipped through a few pages of his notebook, and began to tell the story:

"It's winter, it's cold.

Xiao Shu squeezed into He's small courtyard wrapped in the pale blue coat that his mother ordered him to wear before going out.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw He You, wearing that stupid big white robe, tossing and turning on the clean land where the weeds were cleaned.

I hadn't seen this person for a few days, and Xiaoshu was a little excited, so he leaned over and arched his arm like an old man greeted each other.

"Hey! Lao He, have you eaten? ”

Although He was plowing the ground, his mind ran to his daughter in the sky, and he was so frightened by this little thing that he was scared of the whole person with a hoe in his hand.

The little tree laughed, and the victors ran wild in the courtyard: 'Oh-oh-'

Dao Doudou obviously felt that he had lost his position, but he still picked up the hoe with a good temper and smiled helplessly: "Hey, you trampled all the seeds I just planted to death, and you lost money." ”

The little tree stopped the car suddenly, stiffly looked at the land under his feet, which really looked like a seed had been planted, and honestly retreated to the bluestone paved path, looked at He, and then looked at the loose land, with tears in his eyes:

'I don't have any money, and my family doesn't have any money...... Will I be able to grow up? I'm definitely not bad at it! ’

Saying that, I felt that this was really familiar, and after a few glances of my eyes, I remembered that this was the words in the TV series that Lin Xue often said at the same table, what is the next sentence? Oh, it seems-

'I swear! ’

Xiao Shu said, and raised three fingers decently, successfully amused He, and generously didn't bother with him.

But I have to work to make up for it.

Xiaoshu immediately said that it was too careful.

Ho's next progress is very familiar and fast. He dug the pit, and the little tree followed and grabbed the lotus rice and threw it into the pit, bulldozing and burying it. It didn't take long for this to be repeated, and it was quickly completed.

The two stretched out and sat in the hall drinking tea.

In Xiaoshu's eyes, He's every move is very exquisite.

Let's just say that this is tea, drinking tea at home is actually drinking boiled water, which is also called tea. He has to go into the whole tea leaves to drink tea, and the first water is still very wasteful, and only the second water is drunk.

Tsk, I really don't understand what's so good about this bitter thing.

Xiao Shu thought so and drank the tea in the dry bowl in one gulp.

How enjoyable is this! ”

Xiang Hai closed the dark green notebook, looked at Lin Yilan's closed eyes, and quietly withdrew. He walked over and locked the door, and in the moonlight, the color of the water-soaked earth was unusually dark.

He knew that the sunflowers were finally going to bloom.

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The next day, the kitchen.

"The little girl said, 'I'm just going to the toilet'.

But the woman's hand was merciless, and she simply imprinted a pair of palm prints on the little girl.

'I said you stole it, you stole it, I said you took it, you took it!' Say, did you take those two cookies? ’

The little girl cried and said 'yes', and cried even harder. ”

"Oops, hey, hey—watch your hands"

Lin Yilan was a little worried about his hand, and rushed over to chop off the knife in Xiang Hai's hand. Dodged to the sea for a moment:

"It's okay, just see! Go on."

"Then there was nothing to say, the little girl was beaten." Lin Yilan's eyes swept around, "Wash an apple for you?" ”

"Whatever you want."

Chop the vegetables under the knife to the sea.

To be honest, Xiang Hai's craftsmanship is so poor that it really can't be associated with his appearance. But he looked at Lin Yilan with a pair of eyes, and Lin Yilan had no choice but to praise the delicious food with a clear conscience. Actually, I'd love to add some salt myself.

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Meal.

"Sorry I forgot to tell you, the tea is put in a thermos cup, and we go out to sketch."

"Sketching?"

"Well," Xiang Hai began to sort out the painting box neatly, "It's not good to be so stuffy, I'll take you out for a walk." Hurry up. ”

"Oh"

Mr. Employer had already gone downstairs with his painting box.

After being quiet, Lin Yilan heard the bicycle being pushed out again, and quickly screwed on the thermos cap and ran out. He took the thermos cup from her hand: "Find a blanket that you can spread on the ground and sit on." ”

Lin Yilan rummaged through the useless blanket in her memory while climbing the stairs, and saw the old curtains that had been replaced and washed floating on the wire, turned around and went downstairs, took it off the wire and sandwiched it under her armpit.

"Anything else to bring? I don't lock the door anymore. ”

"Lock it."

Lin Yilan stared at the painting box on the ground, and then looked at the bicycle with a royal blue thermos cup hanging on the handlebar, wondering what kind of formation they should arrange in order?

Mr. Employer stuffed the key into her pocket, put the thermos on the handlebar into her pocket, and straddled the bicycle in a dashing manner: "You're welcome, get on-"

She stared at the large painting box on the ground, gritted her teeth, and just got on the bicycle with the painting box, he kicked up with his long legs.

The sun is very strong, and the cement road is very stable.

Whistling to the sea, he sensitively dodged the cars around him, and when he turned a corner, he saw more people settling here.

Row by row, household, or Zhulou courtyard, or blue-walled tile house, the big red spring couplets on the door are whirring by the wind, and the towering poplar trees in front of the house and behind the house are also hit by the wind and their bald heads are shaking.

The housewives sat together in groups of three or five, with a basket beside them, and their hands kept moving, talking and laughing.

The longest thing that accompanied the two of them was the one or two really loud dog barks, which scared Lin Yilan straight forward.

The employer seemed to have scruples in his heart, and the speed of the car was faster. It wasn't until the barking of the dog became quieter and quieter that he braked: "It's here." ”

She tore off the face that was pasted on his back and got off the station to the side.

He parked his bicycle on the grass out of the way, looked around with far-reaching eyes, shook his neck, and twisted his waist:

"This place is called Xiaohegou here, and it is also the boundary between villages. I loved this place when I was a kid. ”

Lin Yilan stared at the clear stream flowing under the bridge: "Fish and shrimp? ”

Her face was full of questions, and he smiled mysteriously, "Steal from a teacher to learn to paint." He led the way before taking the drawing box from her hand.

The two got off the concrete road and walked on a high earthen dam.

There is a clear and quiet stream between the earthen dams, and there are occasional patches of green among the dead grass at the bottom of the slope, and a small wooden house is built on the edge of the verdant earth.

"It should be the land that someone else has contracted over there, like some melons, fruits and vegetables have been planted, but have you seen it over there?"

He pointed to a further place to show her, "There—there—that's there!" It's so strange, I'll find out when I'm free. ”

"What are you trying to figure out?"

Xiang Hai gave her a strange look, "Confidential." ”

He said that his hands were not idle, and he skillfully propped up the shelf under the painting box, fished out the ordered picture frame from the painting box and put it on the easel, and drew the drawer, in which the paint and brushes were neatly placed, and he fished out a small white bucket and two bottles of unknown things. The bottom compartment contains a palette, a scraper, a scraper, and more.

As if he wasn't satisfied, he leaned over and pulled something inside.

Lin Yilan spread the curtains on the ground with great eyesight, laid them out, put the thermos cup on it, and picked up his small white bucket.

Yu Guang caught something flying towards her, she subconsciously reached out and grabbed a red translucent plastic bag, which was heavy, and through the translucent red film, she could see that there were some melons and fruits in it.

Lin Yilan waved her long eyelashes, since Mr. Employer didn't look at me either, I started eating?

There is also a small plastic bag in the red plastic bag, Lin Yilan took the small white plastic bucket over, and the small plastic bag began to throw melon seed shells into it.

It may be that the wind is a little strong, and the employer gives up the easel and sits directly on the ground holding the frame, spreading out a row of brushes of different lengths and thicknesses around him, and several paint tubes lying horizontally and vertically.

He picked up the palette, first squeezed the white paint, then the gray, then the dark gray, and the black, and looked up as he squeezed the paint, then squeezed the brown paint on the palette, and then closed all the paint lids.

The beautiful eyeballs rolled, took the spatula and dipped it in some disposable cups, poured some bright "oil", picked up white paint, and painted it on the top of the canvas.

The sound of the contact between the scraper and the canvas is small and moist, and it collides with the palette again, but after a few back and forth, a thin white world opens up on the slightly beige canvas.

He picked up the gray paint again and smeared it with a spatula and smoothed it off.

Lin Yilan peeled off an orange, reached over, and when she saw him shaking his head, she was relieved to fill her mouth.

The wind whistling in your ears, chewing oranges in your mouth, blindly guessing what is planted over there? Several answers flashed in my heart, but I felt that it was unreliable, shook my head, and then ate oranges.

"Lin Yilan."

She was pulled back from her trance, "Huh? What did you say? ”

"Go and bring me a bucket of water."

"Bucket?"

Where are the barrels?

When Lin Yilan was rummaging around like an idiot, someone slapped her on the head, and the garbage can with a plastic bag in her hand was taken over, he pulled out the garbage bag and threw it on the ground, and handed her the white bucket: "Bring some water." Lin Yilan took the plastic bucket and carefully stepped on the footprints on the side of the earthen dam and went down the stairs to the stream.