Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

It was still noon. Most of the noon classrooms were empty. At this time, the children liked to play in the playground. When Fang Yan hurried to the classroom, he only saw Du Hang alone.

He immediately walked over, took out the flower he had been thinking about all morning, put it in front of Du Hang, and asked, "Is this what you put on my table?"

Du Hang looked up at him cautiously, and then answered with a muffled voice.

"Why are you sending me flowers?" Fang Yan wondered, and soon he found the answer by himself: "Is it because I gave you a small snack in return?"

He thought to himself that Du Hang didn't seem to be that bad either, at least he knew how to return the gift!

Although he didn't eat the biscuits shared by Du Hang, he asked his uncle in the kitchen to make some after he went home last night, so he didn't feel angry at all.After the sweet little biscuits were eaten, Fang Yan's anger had disappeared in half, and now when he saw this flower, there was nothing left.

"No." Du Hang hummed: "I'm sorry..."

"What?" Fang Yan didn't understand.

"It's... it's flowers..." Du Hang's voice became lower and lower.

Fang Yan was still puzzled.

Du Hang raised his eyes to see his expression, and his mood became more and more irritable. He secretly looked around and saw that there was no one around him. Then he took a deep breath and said in a loud voice, "I picked your flowers!" Sorry!"

flower?

What flowers to pick?

Fang Yan was stunned for a while before his head finally turned around. It turned out that Du Hang had picked the little flower in the Nature Class!

He opened his mouth wide, looking at Du Hang in surprise, his face full of disbelief.Ever since his flowers were picked, Wenwen and the other little girls have been looking for the murderer everywhere, even for a while, but he never thought that Du Hang actually picked his flowers.

"You..." Fang Yan hesitated for a long time, but still asked: "Why are you picking my flowers?"

"Who made...Who made you and Wenwen be so good." When it comes to this, Du Hang's voice is several degrees short: "I think you and Wenwen are so good, and Wenwen likes your flowers so much. I was so angry that I... just picked it up..." At the end, his voice was almost inaudible.

Although it was a whim to pick the flowers, Du Hang felt guilty for a long time.

From the day when everyone discovered that the flowers were picked, seeing the obvious loss on Fang Yan's face, he dared not show up in front of Fang Yan again, for fear that Fang Yan would find out what he had done.No one knows if he doesn't say it, but the more he doesn't say it, the more uncomfortable his heart becomes.

Especially when he heard that Fang Yan was planning to give flowers to his mother, his guilt reached its peak.

The small flowers in the nature class were cultivated by everyone. Du Hang was no exception. The teacher asked everyone to buy small flower pots. He also went to the flower shop to carefully select a favorite flower pot, and then The little flowers were moved to the pots and given to his mother.Mom was so happy and rewarded him with a big toy!

But as soon as he played with toys, he thought of Fang Yan. How sad would Fang Yan's mother not receive the flowers?He not only caused Fang Yan to lose a small flower, but also a toy he could get!

Du Hang had always planned to find an opportunity to apologize to him personally, but when he looked around, he really saw Fang Yan, but he couldn't say a word. He wanted to run when he saw Fang Yan, and it was even impossible to apologize as soon as he ran. .

Until yesterday, he received a snack from Fang Yan.

He couldn't understand, how could there be such a stupid person in the world?

That little snack is also really delicious, much better than his mother's.

Therefore, when he went out in the morning, he did not hesitate to anger his mother and secretly folded a small red flower from her flowerpot. It was as good-looking, as bright and red as the one Fang Yan raised.

"I wanted to pay you for the flowers I raised... but..." Du Hang lowered his head and said with great loss: "I didn't raise it well, and I died the next day."

When transplanting the floret, the actions were too rude, and the root of the floret was injured, so that even the opportunity for compensation was lost.

"Yesterday's biscuits are delicious. I like it very much. I picked the flower from my mother's flowerpot and gave it to you. If you don't like it, just throw it away." Du Hang was dejected, as if it were fundamental He didn't plan to get an apology from Fang Yan.

Just as he imagined, Fang Yan stood there in surprise for a long time after hearing his words, but did not react for a long time.

He secretly raised his eyelids and took a look. The person facing him still looked awkward, and he became more convinced that he could not be understood, and he became more and more disappointed.

Without waiting for Fang Yan to say anything, he turned around and walked outside the door.

"Wait." Fang Yan hurriedly stopped him: "Why did you leave suddenly?"

Du Hang fell to the ground and turned his head: "If I'm not going, do you still want to hear you scold me?"

"Scold you? Why should I scold you?" Fang Yan was surprised.

Now Du Hang was also surprised: "Why don't you scold me? I picked your flowers."

"But you also apologized to me and gave me an apologize. Look, I accept it, and I forgive you." Fang Yan picked up the flower again, carefully avoiding the thorns on the flowering branch, and he took the handkerchief. Wrapped the flowers layer by layer, and said to Du Hangdao: "You can't send flowers randomly next time. You can't give roses to others casually!"

Last time I went to the flower shop, Fang Yan understood a lot about flowers.

For example, the red rose is to be given to the person you like, because its words are: I love you.

Du Hang didn't understand this. He only saw the red rose blooming the most red and most brilliant among the flowers planted by his mother, so he picked it off.

He scratched his head, and listened to Fang Yan's words without refuting a word, and happily responded.

There is nothing happier than Fang Yan forgiving him.

Du Hang felt that Fang Yan was really a little angel.

How can there be such a good person in the world?