"My uncle is extremely, extremely, extremely handsome. You can tell how handsome he is by the fact that I used three 'extremes'. He is very tall; my sister can only see his knees when she looks up."
"Xiao Yan is going too far, Luo Luo isn't that short."
Luo Yan scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly, "I wrote it roughly."
Luo Shimiao continued reading: "Standing, he's very tall; lying down, he's very long. Every time I talk to him while standing, the back of my head has to bow to the ground."
"I want to eat more so that I can grow as tall as my uncle in the future, where the air should be fresher."
Gu Nian frowned slightly: "Lying down for a long time?"
That sounds a bit strange.
He blinked and said, "Isn't it long?"
"Um... it's long." He pursed his lips, admitting that it was indeed quite long.
While playing by pulling weeds, Luo Luo held up a blade of grass in her hand and asked in a childish voice, "Is it as long as mine?"
Yu Shulin, standing behind her, laughed out loud when he saw the grass, which was less than 10 centimeters long.
Luo Shimiao glared at him and said, "What are you laughing at?"
"My mouth is on my own, so why can't I smile?"
"Don't think I don't know what you're laughing at, be serious!"
He hummed, put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes, and fell asleep on the soft grass.
Seeing that no one answered her question, Luo Luo held the grass up even higher: "Is there any?"
She said helplessly, "Of course."
"Oh, okay."
Luo Yan: "Aunt, let me read it. The way you read it doesn't capture the excitement I felt at the time."
Luo Shimiao returned the homework to him and lay down on the man's lap.
A child's voice, brimming with emotion, rang out: "My uncle's height and good looks are etched in my heart; he's my ideal type! He..."
Gu Nian: "............"
“Wait,” she interrupted him, “what is he to you?”
"My ideal type? My uncle's height and looks are among my ideal types. Is there a problem?"
"Of course there is. An ideal type refers to the criteria for choosing a partner."
Luo Yan turned his gaze to the silent, aloof man and said earnestly, "Uncle, don't misunderstand, I don't have those kinds of feelings for you."
The man nodded slightly: "Understood, continue."
He stood tall and proudly declared, "He's also very rich; he wipes his bottom with banknotes when he goes to the toilet. I tried to do it once, but I found that tissues are much better. Banknotes are too stiff and uncomfortable to use."
At this point, he looked at the man with a face full of black lines and said, "Uncle, don't you think it's like you've had your butt cut off? Or is your butt something special?"
Yu Shulin opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Gu Nian: "Tsk tsk tsk, what kind of hobby is this? Miaomiao, you'd better keep your eyes open."
Gu Nian pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Who told you I used money to wipe my ass?"
"My aunt said so."
The man lowered his eyes and gazed at her.
"Huh?" Luo Shimiao was full of questions: "I didn't say that!"
"Your room door wasn't closed before, and when I passed by, I heard you talking about how much your uncle costs to use the toilet each time, wasn't that right?"
"Oh no! That means converting tissues into RMB."
"Huh?" Luo Yan stared in disbelief, his mouth agape.
"I misunderstood. I'll correct this here."
Under the shade of a tree, a little boy stood upright, holding a notebook in one hand, and read his composition aloud with great expression.
"Finally, I hope my aunt can cherish my uncle, because if I change the actor, I will have to write it all over again, and I don't want to write the same character too many times."
The End!
He closed his notebook and smiled at the handsome man: "Uncle, are you satisfied?"
Gu Nian took a deep breath: "Satisfied!"
"Then I'll go back and revise it."
After saying that, he ran away.
"How about..." He actually meant to say, "How about you have someone else write it?"
Luo Lingyuan clenched his little fist and said, "I will study hard to learn to write and write an essay for my uncle!"
"Keep going!" Luo Shimiao picked him up and said, "Let's go back."
Luo Luo, who had been lying on Yu Shulin's chest, got up: "Let's go back and eat."
The next second, a cry of pain rang out.
She turned to look at Yu Shulin, whose face was contorted in pain, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Luo Shimiao clicked his tongue: "Gu Nian, did you hear a cracking sound?"
"I heard it. Judging from the sound, it should be completely broken."
Yu Shulin moved his small feet away from his crotch and curled up.
"I'm! Fine!"
Luo Luo took two steps forward and squatted down, touching his head with her small hand: "I'm sorry."
He forced a smile, his voice strained through clenched teeth: "It's! No! Problem!"
"It won't hurt if you touch it." The little hand gently stroked the shiny black hair.
Luo Lingyuan wrapped his arms around her neck and said softly, "I touch cloth like this too."
Despite the excruciating pain, Yu Shulin asked, "Who is Bubu?"
"My dog."
"............" I knew he wouldn't ask, it was just too much to ask.
Luo Shimiao's phone buzzed in his pocket. He shoved his nephew into Gu Nian's arms and took out his phone to answer the call.
"Yes, please leave it at the door. I'll go get it now." He said as he walked out.
Little Green wanted to follow her to see what she had bought, but her tail was pulled back.
"Little Niannian, why are you grabbing my tail?"
"I can't go."
Why can't we go?
Gu Nian carried it in another direction, her expression indifferent: "I said we can't go, so we can't go. There's no need for so many whys."
"It's one thing for you to be domineering towards fierce women, but I'm not your woman, so why should you control me! Or are you regretting it and trying to get my attention with this kind of trick?"
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