"Haha!" Ge Dazhuang laughed loudly, he patted his chest, and said proudly: "How is it?" I said it's a farmer's chicken! ”

"Oh, Ge Dazhuang! Are you hungry? Why are you still wondering what kind of dish it is?! Tian Youyou was amused by Ge Dazhuang's appearance, and she said, "We are already thinking about who that person is? Who is that man's friend? ”

Ge Dazhuang was stunned for a moment, he scratched his head, looking embarrassed.

Edamame Mao relieved Ge Dazhuang.

"Although I don't know who that person is, I know that that person's friend must be Meng Haoran!" Edamame Mao looked at La Dola, and he secretly said to Ge Dazhuang: "La Dora's routine, I can guess it with my eyes closed now." ”

This time it was La's turn to be embarrassed, and it was unconvinced to stop its red-haired little head, and said dissatisfiedly: "Edamame, you have to tell who the person who caught the chicken just now is the real skill!" ”

The children laughed, and they all gave Ladora a and replied, "Let's ask the smart and clever Ladora to teach!" ”

La Dola was about to go down the stairs, but it found a problem - it turned out that the person who caught the chicken just now, he didn't know the name......

Thinking of this, La Duola's expression turned a thousand times, and it looked quite strange, and it muttered, "Anyway...... It's just a friend......"

Edamame thought that Ladora was angry, and he asked, "Ladora, aren't you angry?" We're kidding. ”

Rolling its eyes, it straightened out a poem and read a poem:

"The Old Man's Village"

【Tang】Meng Haoran

The old man Gu Ji invited me to Tian's house.

The green tree village is close to the edge, and the green mountain Guo is oblique outside.

Open the noodle garden, and talk about the wine.

Stay until the Double Ninth Day, and come to chrysanthemums. ”

As soon as La Duola's words fell, Meng Haoran's voice came from outside the fence wall. The children hid to the side and quietly looked at Meng Haoran.

As the children imagined, Meng Haoran was happy at this moment, his face was not half sad, only joyful.

"It seems that the life of pastoral retreat is very suitable for Meng Haoran," Mao Doumao said, "I think Meng Haoran has found a lifestyle that suits him." ”

The old friend Meng Haoran came to visit was really enthusiastic, not only killing chickens and grilling fish, but also cooking tea and warm wine, and he was very busy.

The children went to help intimately, some of them helped to light the fire, some helped to boil the water, and Tian Youyou ran before and after to help set up the banquet.

Tian Youyou neatly placed the melons and fruits on the table, and she also picked a bouquet of fragrant wildflowers and gave them to Meng Haoran.

finally invited Meng Haoran to the banquet, and the children finally had to sit at the window and enjoy the scenery.

Green trees surround this quiet village, green hills loom beyond the castle walls, rice crops are harvested on the drying grounds, and vines and melons are in the vegetable garden.

The children listened attentively, Meng Haoran and his friends did not talk about national affairs, they opened their mouths and closed their mouths: What is the weather? How's the harvest going?

Meng Haoran also pointed to the newly turned flower garden in front of the window and asked his friend what he wanted to plant? Knowing that the deceased had planted chrysanthemums, Meng Haoran stroked his beard and laughed, bluntly saying that he would come to enjoy chrysanthemums and drink wine on September 9, the Double Ninth Festival.

The children like to see the relaxed Meng Haoran, and they pick up the kettle one after another and consciously run to the flower garden to be busy in order for Meng Haoran to realize his wish to enjoy chrysanthemums and drink.