Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

When every seed was delivered to the children, the teacher of the nature class had carefully talked about how to grow big and small flowers.It's just that every student in the class lives in a big reinforced concrete city, rarely grows any plants, and every one of them was in a hurry when they first started.

Fortunately, the seeds sent by the teacher are all well-planted flowers. After most of the semester, most of the seeds have sprouted under the care of the children, and they have successfully grown into beautiful flowers.It's the first time to plant flowers, and they are cultivated with care. The final planting depends on the level of talent of everyone.

Among a group of inexperienced children, Fang Yan, who has countless farming experience, stood out and planted the most beautiful flowers in the class.

The little girl also twittered to ask him about the tricks of planting flowers: "I did what the teacher said, but there is no way to plant them as beautiful as yours. Can you teach me?"

How can this be taught?

Does it mean that we need to grow a variety of vegetables?Fang Yan had to silently shook his head.

"Is it really not possible?" The little girl looked at him pitifully, stretched out her little finger, and said to her knuckles: "Just teach me this, that's it!"

Fang Yan still shook his head. He paused, and felt that his attitude was too rude, so he explained in a low voice, "I also planted it as the teacher said."

It's just that he planted more vegetables, his planting experience has become a lot more, the same steps, he can instinctively do very well, so he planted beautiful flowers.

Hearing what he said, the little girl had no choice but to give up the questioning. Da Da Da ran back to her flower, taking care of it carefully.

Fang Yan hesitated for a moment, then picked up the small water bottle and continued to water, and continued to daze, and began to worry about how to make money.

"Hey!" Another voice rang above his head.

Fang Yan looked up blankly and saw a boy standing in front of him, looking at him with a bad look.

The boy's appearance reminded him somehow of the village chief's son Da Zhuang. The previous experience of being troubled immediately appeared in front of him. Fang Yan subconsciously hugged his small water bottle and stood up nervously.

"Hello?" He hesitated: "What's the matter with you?"

"Why did Wenwen want you just now?" the little boy said.

Fang Yan was stunned and asked, "Who is Wenwen?"

The little boy immediately widened his eyes: "You don't even know who Wenwen is?"

Should he know?Fang Yan was at a loss, holding his little kettle, and shook his head again.

Let alone Wenwen, he doesn't even know who is in their class.He has come to school for so long and he hasn't made many friends, and even the names of most of his classmates can't be called out.

"Wenwen is the best-looking girl in our class!" The little boy said angrily, "It's the girl who talked to you just now, why don't you even recognize Wenwen?!"

Seeing someone who didn’t know the little goddess in his heart, the boy was so angry that he had forgotten his purpose. He pulled Fang Yan and pointed out the most beautiful little girl in the crowd to show him. If he exhausted himself, he would get the best. The most perfect words to describe.

Fang Yan was stunned to hear, he could only nod constantly following his words.It wasn't until the little boy stopped talking that he saw the little boy talking dry, he asked in confusion, "I know who Wenwen is, what can you do?

The boy immediately remembered his purpose. He let go of Fang Yan, raised his chin proudly, lowered his voice, and asked in a voice that was eight degrees lower than before: "What were you talking about with Wenwen? "

"She came to ask me how to plant flowers." Fang Yan answered truthfully.

"Plant flowers?" The boy immediately raised his head proudly: "The flowers that Wenwen planted are also the most beautiful flowers in the world!"

"..."

Fang Yan thought in a daze, the person in front of him was probably Wenwen, closing her eyes and blowing.

The word closed eyes was taught to him by Brother Gu, and it was originally used to describe Fang Huai.Fang Huai has been watching a singer’s performance with his TV every day. He was so drunk that he couldn’t tell. He had to give the singer Amway to others. When he described the singer, he looked exactly like the one in front of him. The little boy was exactly the same, almost exhausted the most perfect words in the world to praise the singer.Brother Gu said, this is called blowing with eyes closed.

"Then did you teach her?" the boy asked.

Fang Yan shook his head, "Neither can I."

"Yeah, yes, Wenwen is definitely better than you in planting flowers, how could I need you to teach her." The boy proudly said.

Fang Yan Na, don't know what to say.

"By the way, which flower are you planting?" The boy said proudly with his chin held up. "In order not to disappoint Wenwen, I have also worked hard to learn how to grow flowers. Seeing that Wenwen is very good to you For the sake of vision, I decided to show compassion to teach you how to grow flowers."

He... does not need to be taught.

Fang Yan lowered his head in silence, staring at his flower.

"This is your flower? Let me see, you..." The boy's words stopped abruptly.

The flowers in front of you are the most energetic, brightest and most beautiful flowers in the entire flower garden!

Even if Wenwen closes his eyes and blows, the boy can't hypnotize himself. This flower is more beautiful than he planted, not only that, it seems... it looks better than Wenwen’s plant!

The boy suddenly felt as if he had been slapped, his face was burning with pain.

He flushed and looked at Fang Yan angrily: "You...you..." You have been for a long time, but you can't say a word.

"Du Hang! What are you talking about with Fang Yan!" Wenwen walked up angrily, "Are you trying to bully Fang Yan again?"

Du Hang's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at his little goddess in disbelief. Obviously he didn't expect that he would be beaten by the little goddess.He gave Wenwen a sad look, then angrily glared at Fang Yan, who was holding a small water bottle next to him. Seeing his innocent look, he was suddenly angry, turned his head and ran away sadly, even with an explanation. Did not stay.

Fang Yan quickly explained: "He didn't bully me, he just came to ask me a question."

"You don't need to explain, I know, Du Hang likes bullying people the most." Wenwen pursed her mouth unhappily: "He is the big bad guy in our class. Many people have been bullied by him. He said something nice, if I hadn't found it in time, you must have been bullied by him now."

Is that right?

Fang Yan scratched his head. He always felt that the little boy named Du Hang was not that way. On the contrary, he looked very sad because he was misunderstood by Wenwen.

He still wanted to explain, but the little girl Wenwen didn't listen, and quickly asked him other questions about planting flowers. Fang Yan's attention was suddenly attracted to her, and she quickly forgot about this matter.