. , the fastest update after wearing the book, she became the latest chapter of a big farmer!

The New Year's painting was choked by an irrelevant sentence, and he glanced at these students again, and turned his head and left the classroom without bothering.

When he left the school gate, the New Year's painting finally remembered who this Jia Boxue looked like, just like Liang Shanglun's son Liang Jiming.

It's not that the two people look alike, but the temperament and demeanor of the two people are a little similar, Jia Boxue is like Liang Jiming who grew up a few years later.

Back at home, Ye Zimei also asked why the New Year's painting came back, and after the New Year's painting told Ye Zimei the reason, she went to the back of the house to see the seedlings of the tea tree.

These days are busy surviving, the growth of tea seedlings is good, and the New Year's paintings have been transplanted to the mountains in a few days.

Before eating, Nian Hua went to Nian's house again.

Liang Yin made clothes at home, and had already made twenty or thirty sets, and asked when she would be free to take her to the city to sell New Year's pictures.

Nian Daqiang has been staying at home, and his legs and feet have not fully recovered, but it does not affect his work too much.

The apprentice Bai Guangping came to visit Nian Daqiang once a day, and Nian Daqiang was originally going to go back to work in the kiln, but he was persuaded by Bai Guangping several times, saying that he was in the kiln, so that Nian Daqiang could heal all the injuries at home.

Nian He and Nian Cao are more fun, since the last time they learned to write their names on the ground, Liang Yin will teach them to write some words every day, which leads to them often holding branches to write and draw on the ground when they are working, and compare who writes better with each other.

When the New Year's painting went to look for them, the two of them were in the room, struggling with the homework book placed in front of them.

The homework book was left at home by the fifth sister, and there were still many blank pages on it.

The two of them usually only write on the ground with branches, and have not yet written on paper with a pen.

So I was struggling with whether to borrow the fifth sister's homework book to write it, in their eyes, the homework book was very precious, and they didn't dare to write on it easily.

"What are you two doing here?"

Nian Hua walked over and asked, and the two of them immediately stood up, nervousness written on their faces.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

At a glance, you can know that there is a cat at a glance, and it is not good to ask, who doesn't have a little secret of their own?

"How many words has my sister-in-law taught you these days?"

"We've learned twenty words."

"My sister-in-law also taught us an idiom."

The New Year's painting pretended to be surprised: "Really? What idiom? ”

Nian He hurriedly said: "Wait for the rabbit, I said that there is a rabbit~"

Then Nian He told the story of waiting for the rabbit, and it was quite exciting, it seems that they are still very serious when they listen to Liang Yin.

After Nian He finished speaking, he asked Nian Hua: "Second sister, do you really say that there is such a stupid rabbit?" Why haven't I met my fourth sister yet? ”

The New Year's painting was dumbfounded, this girl really dared to think about it, and took the story seriously.

Hearing Nian He's question, Nian Cao said anxiously: "Third sister, this idiom is to make people not learn from that farmer to be lazy, but not how to wait for the rabbit to die!" ”

"Well, of course I know, I just thought about what if we did run into this stupid rabbit one day."

New Year's paintings really want to boast about the New Year, people just have to have dreams, no matter how difficult it is, in case it comes true, but think about the impact that such a boast will have on the New Year, forget it.

She didn't want to see Nian He squatting in the field one day waiting for the rabbit to come and kill her.

"The story is good, so can you two write this idiom?"

Just when I saw paper and pens on the table, the New Year's painting reached out and pushed it in front of them.