When Luo Baobao learned that Dazhi's trip to Yangzhou would be postponed, he was so happy that he wanted to jump up and do some somersaults on the ground.
It's a pity that her foot was sprained and she had to use a cane to walk in the yard at home. She was like a little old lady and couldn't use her strength.
"Oh, it's so annoying. I'm so happy but I can't do somersaults to celebrate. This broken foot is really annoying!"
In the yard, she sat on a stool with her injured foot straightened, holding a cane with both hands, resting her chin on the back of her hands, her face twisted into a bitter melon.
A drawing board with writing on it was delivered to Luo Baobao.
Above, there are words written by Jing Ling: "Don't bother, look at me."
"Huh?" The words on the drawing board made Luo Baobao raise an eyebrow at him.
He raised the corners of his lips at Luo Baobao, then put down the drawing board and stood up to the open space in front.
With a fierce thrust, his body rose into the air, and after doing a beautiful somersault in mid-air, he stood firmly on the ground.
"Wow, this somersault is beautiful. It has the same style as I did back then. Come on, come on, one more."
Jingling turned over another one.
Standing there, looking at Baby Luo with a smile.
"One is not enough, Jingling, come on, let's do a series of somersaults!"
Jingling heard what he was told and did as he was told, turning somersaults over and over again. Luo Baobao was so dazzled that he couldn't help but throw the crutch aside and clapped with both hands.
After the two played for a while, Luo Baobao discovered that Jingling seemed to never stop as long as he didn't shout to stop.
"Jingling, stop reading. Come here and take a rest. I'm tired of watching."
After hearing this, Jingling stopped and sat down next to Luo Baobao again.
Seeing her crutches thrown to the ground, he leaned over to pick them up and put them next to her again.
Luo Baobao raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from Jingling's forehead and praised: "My father didn't see your somersault, otherwise, he would have touched your head and said, 'Young man, I see you have a wonderful face. , is a prodigy in martial arts. Come with me to practice in the army and reimburse your family and country, right? Hahaha..."
Although he didn't quite understand Luo Baobao's teasing, Jingling still laughed along with her.
The happiest thing in life is to have a little friend. When she cries, you cry with her. When she laughs, you laugh with her. That's enough.
The two children played for a while and figured that Dazhi would wake up, so they went to Dazhi's room to talk together.
During this period, Jingling supported Luo Baobao and was careful all the way.
After Dazhi woke up, he leaned on the bed and read.
The fist never leaves the hand, the song never leaves the mouth.
As a scholar, he has no strength to tie a chicken, so he naturally has to be with books wherever he goes, reviewing the past and learning the new.
"Brother, have we disturbed your reading?"
Luo Baobao poked his head first and asked with big eyes blinking.
Behind her, another little head poked in, also with big eyes blinking.
Dazhi was very happy to see his younger brothers and sisters. He marked the book and put it on the inside of the bed. He smiled gently at them: "No need to disturb, come in and talk..."
The three siblings were talking happily when Wang Cuilian came over.
She was holding a plate of oranges in her hand. The oranges were as big as Baby Luo's fist, and their skins were green and yellow, making people salivate at the sight of them.
"Grandma, where did these oranges come from?" Luo Baobao asked.
Wang Cuilian said with a smile: "This is Dabao's daughter-in-law. You should call her Aunt Guiling. She just sent her here. Zhi'er, baby, Jingling, try it and see how it tastes. Guiling said before that she ate it , not sour at all.”
"I'll try it."
Baby Luo liked to eat these sour and sweet things, so he quickly took one into his hand.
Jingling took it from her hand. Under Luo Baobao's surprised gaze, he easily peeled off the orange peel.
He held the orange peel in his hand, with orange flesh on top. White silk threads were gently entangled on the orange flesh. Under the transparent skin, the orange-red juice was plump and beautiful.
Jingling held it up with both hands and brought it to Luo Baobao's mouth, tempting her to taste it.
"Haha, when did you become a little maid? You are still rushing to serve me!"
Luo Baobao joked, broke off a piece of orange flesh and stuffed it into Da Zhi's mouth.
"Brother eat first."
Dazhi had a smile on his face as he ate the orange meat in his mouth. He didn't know whether it was sour or not, but sweetness was a must anyway.
Because this is orange meat fed by my sister.
"Brother, are you feeling sad?" she asked quickly.
Dazhi shook his head decisively: "Sweet, like honey."
"This lie is not round at all!" Luo Baobao yelled at Dazhi, and then fed another piece to Jingling.
"Is it sour?" she asked again.
Jingling's reaction was similar to Dazhi's.
This was fed by Baobao's sister herself. She fed it to him before she even ate it. This orange... was sweeter than candy.
Seeing Jing Ling's response, Luo Baobao knew that he had asked the wrong person again. These two people were only eating for effect and did not pay attention to the facts at all. Even if they fed it to the grandma next to them, the reaction would probably be similar.
Alas, it seems that she can only taste it herself.
Baby Luo took a bite by himself. Well, it was really not sour, but the sweetness was not too sweet either.
The light sweetness makes you want to take another bite after one bite, which is worth remembering.
Seeing the children eating happily, Wang Cuilian narrowed her eyes with a smile and went on to talk about other things.
"Your uncle went to the town early in the morning to buy groceries, and he is expected to be back soon. This noon, I, your grandma, and Wuga Po will be cooking for us. I plan to ask the man who helped us go up the mountain to find someone a few days ago. Those grandpas, uncles and uncles come to our house for a meal."
Dazhi nodded slightly. Those people who went up the mountain with torches at night should really express their gratitude.
Baby Luo also nodded while eating: "Okay, okay, then please."
Wang Cuilian continued: "It just so happens that your Aunt Guiling is here to send oranges. She also sent dates to our family last time. Your Wuga Po is coming to our house to help with cooking, so I invited Guiling as well." Auntie is coming over for a meal."
Luo Baobao nodded again: "Well, except for the first time when she sneaked into our house to visit the garden and hit Teddy on the head, I later talked about it and I didn't think she was that annoying."
"The dates and oranges she sent me these two times are also to my liking. I don't plan to argue with her anymore. You have to be generous, right?"
Wang Cuilian nodded repeatedly. The reason why she came here specifically to talk about this matter and pointed out that Jiang Guiling also had dinner here at noon was because of what happened last time.
I'm worried that the little granddaughter at home will be angry and won't give Jiang Guiling face in front of others.
Now that our little granddaughter has expressed her position and said it so openly, Wang Cuilian is naturally more happy than anything else.
"Okay, then you guys eat oranges and have a good rest. I'll go to the kitchen to work first." The woman said this and walked away.
