On the weekend, Cai Xiaoyu really did not show up at Ge Dazhuang's door at the appointed time.

Edamame Mao insisted on waiting for nearly an hour, until the adults were all anxious and couldn't wait any longer, and the convoy finally set off.

Mao Dayong drove, and Mao Xiaorou accompanied her son to sit in the back seat.

Mao Dayong saw Edamame staring out the window sullenly, and comforted: "It's okay, you can prepare a gift for your classmates in Longwan Village." You can use your eyes to enjoy the scenery and then describe the beautiful scenery through words when you meet your classmates. There's an idiom called immersion, and I'm sure you can do it. Edamame, be happy! ”

"That's right!" Mao Xiaorou said gently: "This is the first time that my parents have been touched by the light of little edamame, and they have been invited to travel!" Oops, my edamame is really good! ”

La Dola in the backpack also comforted the edamame in its way.

"Look at how happy your mom and dad are, don't let mom and dad down, cheer up."

Edamame felt that La Dola had a point, and he nodded, trying his best to pull out an ugly smile at his parents.

Banners float at the entrance of Longwan Village, and the swaggering red flag represents the kind working people here who warmly welcome tourists to Longwan Village and wish the kite festival a complete success.

The adults parked their cars in the open space at the entrance of the reception desk, and as soon as they got out of the car, Edamame Mao found an acquaintance.

The old man they had helped and invited them to Longwan Village was teaching interested children how to make kites in the open-air classroom to the left of the reception.

"Grandpa! Grandfather! Here we are! ”

Edamame Mao called his good friends to shake off his slow parents and ran straight towards his grandfather.

The old man was holding a child's hand to paint, his big palm wrapped around the child's hand and held the brush, concentrating on drawing the kite, but did not respond to the child.

Tian Youyou carefully found that the old man was working, and she quickly grabbed her friends and made a quiet movement. They crept around, looking at the kite being depicted.

The kite depicts the summer farming season, where the men and women, young and old, are working hard. Some of the adults were weeding, some were twisting hemp rope, some were weaving, and many more were working in the fields. The children painted on the kites are half-bare-chested, and they gather in groups of twos and threes to help the adults as much as they can.

The old man filled in a poem in the blank space of the kite, and Edamame Mao read:

"Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous"

【Song】Fan Chengda

The day rises and the night produces hemp, and the children of the village are in charge of their own homes.

The children and grandchildren have not solved the problem of farming and weaving, and they also learn to grow melons in Sangyin. ”

Edamame pondered for a while, and he remembered the younger siblings and older siblings he saw along the way helping his elderly grandparents, and couldn't help but sigh: "This poem is really suitable for the past and the present, and the life of the children here now is no different from that of the ancients thousands of years ago." ”

When the old man finished writing the last stroke, he raised his head. Seeing this group of smart and kind children again, the old man was very excited, he asked the children to sit at the front of the classroom, and generously took out a lot of snacks for the children to eat.

"Grandpa, you still like "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous" so much." Tang Duoduo said.

"I like it, the theme of today's kite painting is 'I'll paint my hometown'," the old man said: "This song "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous" is simply a realistic portrayal of the old and young living in Longwan Village, so I couldn't help but draw it." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he took the newly finished kite off the drying platform and gave it to the children as a greeting gift.