Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5189 Banquet, thank you

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 somersaults fiercely 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 exert herself.

"Oh, what an annoyance, I'm so happy and can't do somersaults to celebrate, what a nuisance to a broken foot!"

In the yard, she was sitting on a stool, with her injured leg stretched out, her hands leaning on a cane, her little chin resting on the back of her hands, her face twisted into a bitter gourd.

A drawing board with words written on it was sent to Luo Baobao.

On it was Jing Ling's words: "Don't bother me, just look at me."

"Huh?" The words on the drawing board made Luo Baobao look at him with raised eyebrows.

He raised the corners of his lips towards Luo Baobao, then put down the drawing board and got up to the open space in front of him.

With a sharp thrust, his body soared into the air, and after a beautiful somersault in mid-air, he stood firmly on the ground.

"Wow, this somersault is so beautiful, it has the style I used to. Come on, come on, do another one."

Jing Ling turned over another one.

Standing where he was, he looked at Luo Baobao with a smile.

"One is not enough, Jing Ling, come on, let's do a series of somersaults!"

Jing Ling did as he was told, turning the somersault over and over again, Dazzling Luo Baobao, couldn't help but throw aside the crutches that got in the way, and clapped with both hands.

After the two played for a while, Luo Baobao found that as long as he didn't yell to stop, Jing Ling seemed to never stop.

"Jing Ling, don't turn over, come and have a rest, I'm tired of watching too."

Hearing this, Jing Ling just stopped and went back to sit next to Luo Baobao.

Seeing her crutches thrown to the ground, he bent over to pick them up and put them back beside her.

Luo Baobao lifted up his sleeve to wipe the sweat from Jing Ling's forehead, and praised: "My father didn't see your somersault, otherwise, he would definitely touch your head and say, young man, I think you have a very clear face , is a prodigy who practices martial arts, follow me to the army to practice, will I be reimbursed for my country? Hahaha..."

Although he didn't quite understand Luo Baobao's teasing, Jing Ling still laughed along with her.

The happiest thing in life is to have a little friend, she cries, you cry with her, she laughs, you laugh with her, that's enough.

After playing for a while, the two children reckoned that Dazhi should be awake, so they went to talk in Dazhi's room together.

During this period, Jing Ling supported Luo Baobao and was careful all the way.

After Dazhi woke up, he leaned on the bed and read a book.

The fist never leaves the hand, and the song never leaves the mouth.

He is a scholar, without the power to restrain a chicken, so naturally he must be accompanied by books wherever he goes, so as to learn new things by reviewing the past.

"Brother, did we interrupt your reading?"

Luo Baobao poked his head first, blinking his big eyes and asking.

Behind her, another small head poked in, also blinking with big eyes.

Seeing his younger siblings, Dazhi was very happy, marked the scroll and put it on the inside of the bed, and smiled at them gently: "Don't disturb, come in and talk..."

The three brothers and sisters were talking happily, and Wang Cuilian came over.

She was holding a plate of oranges in her hand, the oranges were the size of Luo Baobao's fist, and the skin was green and yellow, which made people feel salivary when they saw it.

"Grandma, where did these oranges come from?" Luo Baobao asked.

Wang Cuilian smiled and said: "This is Dabao's daughter-in-law, you should call her Aunt Guiling, she just brought her here. Zhier, Baobao, Jingling, try it and see how it tastes, Guiling said earlier that she ate it , not sour at all."

"I'll try it."

Luo Baobao likes to eat these sweet and sour things, so he quickly took one into his hand.

But Jing Ling snatched it from her hand, and under Luo Baobao's surprised gaze, he easily peeled the orange peel.

He was holding the orange peel in his hand, on which was the orange flesh, and the white silk threads were gently entangled on the orange flesh, under the transparent skin, the orange-red gravy was delicious and plump.

He was held by Jing Ling with both hands and sent to Luo Baobao's mouth, luring her to taste it.

"Haha, when did you become a little maid? You're still rushing to serve me!"

Luo Baobao made a joke, broke off a piece of orange flesh, and stuffed it into Dazhi's mouth.

"Brother eats first."

Dazhi smiled, eating the orange flesh in his mouth, he didn't know if it was sour or not, but sweetness is necessary anyway.

Because this is orange meat fed by my sister.

"Brother, are you sour?" She asked quickly.

Dazhi shook his head decisively: "Sweet, like honey."

"This lie is not mellow at all!" Luo Baobao scolded Dazhi, and then fed another petal to Jingling.

"Is it sour?" she asked again.

Jingling's reaction was similar to Dazhi's.

This is fed by Bao Bao's sister herself. She fed him before she even ate it. This orange...is sweeter than candy.

Seeing Jing Ling's response, Luo Baobao knew that he had asked the wrong person again. These two people were eating the effect, and they didn't pay attention to the facts at all. Even if they fed it to the grandma next to them, they probably would have the same reaction.

Hey, it seems that she can only taste it herself.

Luo Baobao took a bite by himself, well, it really wasn't sour, but the sweetness wasn't too sweet either.

The light sweetness, the kind that makes people want to have another bite after one bite, it is worth aftertaste.

Seeing the children eating happily, Wang Cuilian also narrowed her eyes with a smile, and went on to talk about other things.

"Your grandpa went to the town to buy vegetables early in the morning, and I guess he will be back soon. This afternoon, you, Gapo, and Wugapo, three of you, are going to cook dinner. I plan to invite someone who will help us go up the mountain to find someone a few days ago. Those grandparents, uncles and uncles come to the house for a meal."

Dazhi nodded lightly. Last time those people went up the mountain overnight with torches, they really should thank them.

Luo Baobao also nodded while eating: "Okay, okay, please."

Wang Cuilian continued: "It just so happens that your Aunt Gui Ling brought oranges here, and last time she also brought dates to our house, and your Wuga mother-in-law just happened to come to our house to help cook, so I invited Gui Ling together." My aunt is coming over for dinner."

Luo Baobao nodded again: "Well, except for the first time she came to our house sneaking around the garden and hit Teddy on the head, after talking about it, I don't think she is so annoying."

"The jujubes and tangerines I gave you these two times are also in my favor. I plan not to argue with her anymore. You have to be magnanimous, right?"

Wang Cuilian nodded repeatedly. The reason why she came here to talk about this matter was to point out that Jiang Guiling also had lunch here at noon, because she was thinking about what happened last time.

I am worried that the little granddaughter at home will be angry, and Jiang Guiling will not be given face in front of others.

Now that our little granddaughter has expressed her opinion and speaks so openly, Wang Cuilian is naturally happier than anything else.

"Sure, then you guys eat oranges and have a good rest, I'll go to the kitchen to do some work first." The woman let go of these words and walked away.

(End of this chapter)