Chapter 142: The Watermelon Planted by Nian Nian
"Yeah." Jiang Duan's expression softened slightly.
"Nian Nian!"
"Nian Nian!"
Xi Zimu and Ji Shuhe refused to give in to each other. They shouted loudly, ran to Nian Nian, sat down on the sofa, and quickly squeezed to both sides of Nian Nian, sandwiching him in the middle.
The two children were standing on either side of him, leaving Shi Linzhuo with no place to sit, so he had to move to another sofa to sit.
Jiang Duan was one step behind them.
He walked forward with a calm demeanor, not trying to fight for anything, and he didn't push himself towards Nian Nian. He only paused to glance at the small sofas on both sides of Nian Nian without leaving any space.
There was no room for him to squeeze in.
"Brother Duan!" He is a man of few words, but Nian Nian has a lot to say and is eager to share.
So before Ji Shuhe and Xi Zimuren, who were hugging Nian Nian, could even get warm in her embrace, Nian Nian hastily hugged them back. Then the person in her arms stretched out his legs and got down to the ground, and threw himself into Jiang Duan's arms with a plop, his movements and expressions were extremely eager.
The speed is so fast that people can't react in time.
Anyway, when Jiang Duan heard the milky voice right next to his ear, he was stunned for a moment.
"Brother Duan, you seem to have grown taller again. How come you grow so fast? Nian Nian, Nian Nian can hardly hold you anymore."
Nian Nian's tone seemed to be blaming him, but Oujie's arms held him tightly.
"I'm sorry." Jiang Duan came back to his senses, lowered his eyes, raised his hands to hug his back, "If you can't hold me, you can let go and let me hold you instead."
The two of them talked back and forth, both very considerate of each other.
"Uh..." Shi Linzhuo felt that the two of them were acting like in an idol drama. He couldn't help but raise his arm, wanting to say something but stopping himself. After a long while of grunting, he didn't know what to say, and then put it down again.
Yes. Long live friendship. Children's feelings are pure.
That's right.
Ji Shuhe and Xi Zimu, who were casually abandoned, looked at each other silently.
One minute later.
Ji Shuhe scratched his chin, stunned: "Why haven't they finished hugging yet?"
Xi Zimu: "I don't know."
Ji Shuhe hesitated for a second and said, "How boring! Let's hug for a while."
"..." Xi Zimu looked at him as if he was crazy, puzzled, "Why? I won't hug you."
"Tsk, if you don't want to hug me, forget it." Seeing that Nian Nian and Jiang Duan were still hugging each other, Ji Shuhe ran over and hugged Shi Linzhuo's left arm. "Brother Shi, I haven't seen you for a long time. Hug me for a while."
Xi Zimu could accept it now. He jumped off the sofa swiftly and ran over to hug Shi Linzhuo's right arm: "That's right, Brother Shi, let's hug him for a while."
Shi Linzhuo lowered his eyes to look at the two children on his left and right, and his heart became even more desolate: "..."
If three people huddle together for warmth, wouldn’t they feel less isolated?
Jiang Duan and Nian Nian, who had inadvertently isolated everyone, took a long time to get used to each other, even their hands were still holding each other.
But since they didn't hug each other anymore, Xi Zimu and Ji Shuhe both let go of Shi Linzhuo upon seeing this.
Shi Linzhuo, who was suddenly stuck and then suddenly thrown away: "..."
Is he some kind of magic weapon to relieve embarrassment?
"Brother Duan, Mumu, Ji Shuhe," Nian Nian pulled Jiang Duan closer to Xi Zimu and the others, along with Shi Linzhuo who was sitting nearby. The five of them formed a small circle. "Have you eaten watermelon recently?"
The topic suddenly turned to watermelon. Jiang Duan was used to Nian Nian's abrupt way of thinking and didn't feel uncomfortable at all: "Yeah. I ate it."
Ji Shuhe nodded: "I ate it, I ate it. My brother is very annoying. He won't eat what's on the plate and will grab what's in my hand."
"I ate some too," Xi Zimu said, "but my mom won't let me eat too much. Nian Nian, why are you suddenly talking about watermelon?"
"Because," Nian Nian squinted her eyes smugly, like a little fox deliberately teasing people's appetite, "Nian Nian planted a big watermelon. Grandpa brought the seeds home."
"Big watermelon." He repeated it again, let go of Jiang Duan's hand, opened his arms, and exaggeratedly drew a big circle.
Shi Linzhuo was almost killed by his cuteness.
Xi Zimu was quite flattering: "Nian Nian, you can actually grow watermelons, that's amazing!"
"Yes, yes." Ji Shuhe agreed repeatedly, "Niannian, where are your watermelons planted? Can you let me see?"
"Sure." Nian Nian, feeling quite pleased with himself after boasting about his success, waved his hand and said, "Everyone come and see."
"Brother, please accompany Nian Nian." He looked up and asked Shi Linzhuo.
"Okay." Shi Linzhuo rubbed Nian Nian's head. His fingers fiddled with the hair on top of her head, causing a few strands to lift up and sway resiliently. "Let's go, march towards the greenhouse."
On the path behind the villa, the group with huge height difference looked like a mother duck with a group of newly born ducklings following behind her.
Nian Nian and the others followed Shi Linzhuo closely, especially Jiang Duan, Ji Shuhe and Xi Zimu, who had never planted watermelons by themselves. They were all looking forward to the big watermelons.
All three expectations were shattered after five minutes.
Inside the greenhouse, in a huge rectangular flower bed.
Ji Shuhe and the other two stared in amazement at the empty area in front of them with soft soil, speechless.
Seeing that they seemed stunned, Nian Nian asked with bright eyes, "Did you see it?"
Xi Zimu tried to open his eyes wide. He was always praised by his teachers, classmates, neighbors and relatives for his eloquence, but for the first time he stuttered: "I didn't see... no... saw, saw?"
He responded desperately while casting a life-saving look at Jiang Duan and Ji Shuhe.
Ji Shuhe swallowed hard, feeling the situation was difficult, but remained calm: "Yes, yes."
Shi Linzhuo couldn't hold it in any longer, so he turned sideways and covered his mouth with his hands to laugh.
Jiang Duan's eyes were fixed on the flower garden, his expression as serious and careful as ever. After a moment, he spoke, pointing his index finger at a certain spot: "Is this it?"
"Yes, that's right." Nian Nian clapped her hands happily.
Xi Zimu and Ji Shuhe took a closer look – in the corner of the flower bed there was clearly a green sprout about one centimeter long.
"Wow." Shi Linzhuo was really surprised by him this time, "You have eagle eyes."
To be honest, if he hadn't known the condition of the watermelon in advance, he might not have been able to lock onto the target in such a short time.
What kind of eyesight does Jiang Duan have?
Nian Nian smiled with her nose and cheeks tinged with pink as she blindly praised: "Brother Duan is the best."
Xi Zimu and Ji Shuhe were convinced this time and agreed silently.
"It's not that serious." Jiang Duan stared at Nian Nian's rosy face, raised his hand and pressed it with his fingertips.
Nian Nian's skin was soft, and a small dent would appear when pressed. He obediently tilted his face up and let Jiang Duan poke him three or five times before stopping.
After poking him, he turned around and seriously refuted Shi Linzhuo's ridicule, "I'm not an eagle."
Shi Linzhuo spread his hands: "Don't worry about it, why don't you like to listen to my praise?"
This misunderstanding about the big watermelon being a small sprout lasted for half an hour. To show their concern, Jiang Duan and his friends took a photo of the sprout with their smartwatches before leaving the greenhouse.
It is called recording the growth of watermelons.
This practice was praised and recognized by King Nian Nian, who expressed his desire to emulate it.
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