Farming Comb Paintings Return Home

It's warm in the beginning of spring, and even though I'm still wearing a padded jacket, it's showing signs of warming up.Once the wheat in the fields turned green, there were more people working. The wind was warm and the sky was blue.

Xiao Xian didn't know where his own field was, but Niu Niu knew it clearly, and followed Xiao Xian on the field for a while, saw Li Cong's figure from a distance, shook off Xiao Xian's arm and went straight ahead, While running, he opened his voice and yelled: "Brother Dasha, Brother Dasha! Niuniu is here, look here, look here~"

"Hey! Come back! Be careful not to fall!" Facing this group of mischievous children, Xiao Xian only wanted to scold them in his heart, but he was unambiguous in his steps. He immediately followed them, stopped them and told the little girl to walk slowly.

"Niu, Niu Niu wants to see Brother Dasha, let go of Niu Niu!" The little girl was so stubborn, Xiao Xian squatted down and hugged her, feeling that the address in the child's mouth was extremely harsh, so he turned Niu Niu around and said word by word: "Don't call my elder brother stupid in the future, do you hear me! My elder brother is a, bit, also, no, stupid!"

Niuniu held the wooden ball in one hand, bit her finger with the other, and asked in a daze, "Then, what's that called?"

Before Xiao Xian could answer, Big Fatty laughed a few times, and said honestly: "Brother Dasha is called Li Dasha, mother said so!"

Xiao Xian tightly held Niu Niu's hand to prevent her from sneaking away, turned around and slapped Fatty on the head fiercely, and said: "Get out! You are so stupid! My elder brother's name sounds good, if you don't believe me, I will write it for you." .”

When it came to writing, a few children who had only secretly gone to the town to attend a few classes suddenly became interested, squatting around Xiao Xian and waiting for him to write.Xiao Xian turned his head to look for branches, he finally found one, blew the ashes, stood up again, stepped on the ground in front of him, and buried himself in writing.

Holding the branch, Xiao Xian carefully wrote stroke by stroke, horizontally and vertically writing with extraordinary care, and the word "Li Cong" appeared on the dirt ridge in a short while.

Xiao Xian clapped his hands triumphantly, before explaining how to pronounce it, the little fat man grinned and said, "Wow, what word is this?"

"Oh, is this a word?" Xiao Hua'er's voice was shrill and soft, and Xiao Xian laughed all the way.

"Hahahaha, uglier than the handwriting written by the old man in the town!" Niuniu was even more exaggerated, she stomped her feet and stood up, twisting her waist and laughing loudly.

Xiao Xian stared at his eyes and bared his teeth, really bursting with anger!Although the handwriting I wrote is not very good, but it is square and upright, and I can clearly see the appearance of a handwriting, how can it be ugly?

Xiao Xian puffed his cheeks and moved to the side, picked up the branch and planned to write another one, but suddenly a foot stretched out from the slanted ground, and lightly kicked the branch under Xiao Xian's palm. pine, the branch bounced off, and rolled to the nearby field, where it was out of sight. The man pressed his toe again, and wiped all the writing on the ground with a swipe.

Xiao Xian was stunned for a moment, watching the upright and upright "Li Cong" on the ground being ruined indiscriminately, as if someone had smeared black on his brother's face, his heart suddenly felt Huo, frowning and raising his head, scolded: "Which one doesn't have eyes?!"