"Mom, you see I'm serious about my homework now, right?" the little bun proudly puffed up his little chest.

"Keep it up. ”

Xu Suizhu closed the homework book, thought about it, and assigned him an essay and asked him to write down what he saw and heard that night. Without any homework, she turned around and slipped away.

"Didn't you say it was very meaningful? Then write an essay for your mother to see, and the content should be specific and vivid, not like your aunt keeping a running account. ”

"Then can I go out to play after I'm done?" Xiao Baozi is still thinking about going to the Indian Ocean to pick up blessings, foreign girls, and shells.

"It's okay to write it carefully. ”

Xiao Baozi immediately resurrected on the spot and went back to the room to struggle for composition.

Xu Suizhu came to the kitchen, put on an apron, and thought about what to cook at noon.

My cousin-in-law brought a sturdy duck early in the morning, which has been stocked on the side of the sea duck beach, and the stewed soup is absolutely fresh and fragrant. There is also a little rooster raised in the bamboo garden, the chicks hatched in the spring have been raised until now, not old and not tender, it is the best time to eat, why not make a chicken pot?

In the evening, if you want to hold a banquet at the resort, the salvage ship will return smoothly, and you will definitely have to catch the wind and wash the dust. The contact party and the archaeological team were guests, and they were also invited.

At noon, just a few people in my own family, a duck soup, a chicken pot are hard dishes, and two more seasonal vegetables are almost the same.

The old duck pot should be simmered for a long time before it tastes good, and it is stewed after it is cleaned up.

As soon as the stew was served, the little bun ran down from upstairs with a composition: "Mom, Mom, I've written it!"

"So fast? I'll see. ”

Xu Suizhu washed his hands, took the text, and felt bad at the beginning.

"You wrote yourself as Ultraman?"

"I am, I'm Ultraman Jiayu. ”

“......”

This kid, let him write an essay, what did he write? Ultraman saves the earth?

Teneng made it up!

I thought it was a narrative, but he wrote it as a bizarre science fiction story, he is from outer space, an omnipotent Ultraman from the heavens and the earth, but his father is an earthling who is attacked by monsters and needs to be rescued......

The words that can't be written are honest and practical, but it's too ridiculous.

After reading it, I just want to help my forehead.

Xiao Baozi finished his homework and just wanted to go out to play: "Mom, I'm going to find Master!"

When Xu Suizhu comes back to his senses, where is there still this kid.

twitched the corners of his mouth, forget it, let him play for a while, and come back to tell him the composition.

As for this article, take the paperweight and don't let the wind blow away, and after a while, Baozi's father came to let him appreciate and appreciate how his son saved him bravely and fearlessly......

Xiao Baozi spread his legs all the way and sprinted all the way to his master's laboratory at the speed of winning the championship in the sports meeting: "Master, Master, it's not good! My mother knows that we drove the submarine out for a walk at night......

"Don't worry, don't worry. ”

Qi Hui helped the engineering team repair a few data, and just after reading the debugging results at this time, there was no mistake, and there was nothing wrong with him for the time being.

With the excited apprentice, he walked to the submarine mooring point in Houhai.

Now that the eldest sister knows, she probably won't let them go to sea at night again.

As a result, the plan for the evening had to be cancelled and moved to the present to see if there were any scarce minerals on the undersea continent in the Indian Ocean.

The food made by the eldest sister had to be put aside first.

You can't have both fish and bear's paws.

......

Mrs. Lu accompanied her wife to fish for a while after breakfast, and came back with a bucket halfway, but she didn't see her eldest grandson upstairs and downstairs, but her daughter-in-law was busy in the kitchen and asked if she wanted to help.

"No, Mom. Xu Suizhu has flour on both hands, adjusts the warm water, prepares and some batter, "At noon, we will eat a few people in our own house, we don't need a lot of dishes, the old duck pot is stewed, and then we will make a chicken pot and stir-fry two hot dishes." I wanted to bake some biscuits, so the stove was full of plates and jars. ”

Hearing that it was baking cookies, Mrs. Lu, who loved her grandson, asked her to bake more animal biscuits that her eldest grandson liked to eat, and asked casually: "Xiaoyu went out to play?"

"I went to find his master. ”

Thinking of his son, he couldn't help but think of the "masterpiece" he wrote, Xu Suizhu couldn't help but want to laugh. Forget it, let's save some face for Baozi's father, and don't tell my mother-in-law.

Who knew that Mrs. Lu thought that his wife was back and it was boring to fish alone, so he called it a day early, sent the half-sized sea bass in the bucket into the kitchen, washed his hands and made tea, sat down on the sofa, and raised his eyes to see the composition paper pressed by the paperweight on the coffee table.

As soon as I saw the words, I knew that it was written by the eldest grandson, and I happily picked it up and appreciated it, and the result can be imagined - laughing!

The patriarch, who has never been smiling, burst out laughing, what a laughable thing this must be.

"Look at what is so fun!" Mrs. Lu came out of the kitchen with a sliced orange.

"Our grandson is capable!

"Show me [for a long time]. ”

Mrs. Lu curiously took the manuscript paper and looked at it too.

"This is written by Xiao Yu? It's really well written! It's not worse than what is broadcast in the cartoon!"

"That's not it! The people of our old Lu family are able to endure it! It's just that this earthlings are a little incompetent, and if you go back and let him polish and polish it again, maybe it will be published as a story." ”

“......”

Xu Suizhu heard the conversation between the two elders, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, saying in his heart I'm really embarrassed, that incompetent earthling is also the capable Lu family in your mouth.

Fortunately, Xiao Baozi wrote a good composition into a science fiction story, but the second old man was stunned and didn't see the character prototype in it, it was really fictional.

If the narrative is written honestly according to her requirements, the second elder will not be afraid of death - at a young age, driving a submarine out to sea at night, running so far, moving a rescue soldier is still restless, and a little slow is likely to be regarded as a thorn in the flesh by foreign ships to vent their anger......

When Big Guy Lu returned home after a busy afternoon, the second elder was still talking about the science fiction stories made up by his grandson.

He knew what was going on as soon as he heard it.

Stinky boy! It's okay to use science fiction stories to restore real events, so it's better to portray his characters as heroic and resolute, what "Seeing Ultraman Jiayu appear, I was excited with a handful of snot and tears..."...... When the did I get a handful of snot and tears?

"Where's the stinky boy?" the big guy rolled up his sleeves and wanted to spank his son.

After not being at home for a month or two, this kid went to the house to uncover the tiles.

Xu Suizhu had just finished baking a batch of egg cakes and stuffed a piece into his mouth: "I guess I'm going to his master's." ”

"Don't go out on a yacht again, do you?"

I used to go out to play, but at most I thought that I was going around the nearby seas, but I didn't think that this pair of masters and apprentices were so bold that they slipped away to the South China Sea at night, although it was indeed a great help to him that time, but it was a dangerous thing in the end.

"I'll call Qi Hui and ask, if I run out like this, I'm going to put away the small submarine. ”

But even if you put it away, I'm afraid it won't be long before you put it away. The small amphibious submarine with its face exposed in front of people is so fast that it cannot be swept by radar and cannot be caught up by reconnaissance planes.