The charming girl of the farm gate of crossing

Chapter 862 Don't Let People Listen
After mentioning this matter, He Xiner didn't care about it anymore, and racked her brains every day to write fairy tales to coax the three elementary school students.

"Xin'er, why do you always write about little animals? I want to read children's stories."

On this day, Ye Yuanyuan and Guan Cuizhi came to play with sisters He Xiner after breakfast.

As usual, the three of them first discussed the content of the story with great interest, and then began to urge He Xiner to continue writing new stories.

He Xiner often regretted it. Why couldn't she think about it back then, digging such a hole for herself?

Ten or eight fairy tales, she is fine, twenty or thirty small stories, she can barely do, but these three torturers, actually urging her to tell stories every day, this is too much~
When she is Scheherazade, can she tell the story of One Thousand and One Nights?

Eh?
Got it!

Aladdin and the Magic Lamp, Alibaba and the Forty Thieves...

Haha, it's completely her language, her way of thinking, a fairy tale with a completely changed soul. Although the writing is not very good, it still fascinates the three torturers.

On a hot day, the four little girls didn't like to go out. Those who saw the weather were either nestling in He Xiner's room or staying in the gazebo, reading stories and writing. They were so happy.

"Xin'er, why don't you raise fish in your fish pond?"

"Hey, I haven't thought about what to raise yet."

In fact, He Xiner wanted to raise a few koi, but she was afraid that it would be troublesome to raise them badly, and changing the water would be troublesome, so she hesitated and didn't bother.

"Then your pool is so idle?"

"I asked my father to find out in the town if there is anyone selling water lily seedlings. I want to raise some water lilies."

"Wow, I've never seen a water lily of Raoshizi, are the flowers beautiful?"

"It's beautiful, the flowers are big and beautiful, the flower language of water lilies; clean, pure, spotless..."

For some reason, He Xiner was a little dazed and didn't continue talking.

"Sister Xin'er knows a lot!"

"I told you to say, I can't wait to see this water lily of Laoshizi~"

"Why don't you send a letter to my father and ask him to help inquire about it?"

"Uncle Guan is busy nagging every day, why bother him with such a trivial matter."

Guan Cuizhi nodded. His father really didn't have time because he stayed in Taifeng Building every day.

"Hey, Xin'er, write a story about a flower spirit."

Suddenly, Ye Yuanyuan yelled excitedly, almost deafening He Xiner, her first reaction was to look out with guilt.

"Keep down, don't let people listen to you."

"Just listen to it..."

"I don't want to be laughed at."

"What's the joke?"

"Hmph, anyway, you are not allowed to speak out, or I will ignore you in the future!"

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll listen to you, but don't ignore me."

In order to hear the new story, Ye Yuanyuan was willing to go all out, took He Xiner's hand, and ate little fairies and little beauties, making Guan Cuizhi and Wang Jinling laugh while covering their mouths.

He Xiner lost her temper after being tortured by her, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

This night, He Xiner waited for her little cousin to go to bed as usual, and went to Dongkua courtyard.

"Big brother, are you busy recently?"

"Well, a little bit."

Is this over?

Seeing that the eldest brother didn't want to say more, He Xiner shrugged her shoulders and didn't continue to ask. She still held a pen and wrote her fairy tales stroke by stroke.

"Xin'er, your birthday is coming soon. Is there anything you want? Big Brother gave you a birthday present."

"birthday?"

Hearing this, He Xiner was taken aback, holding the ink-stained brush, she also forgot to write.

"Snapped"

A drop of ink dripped onto the paper, and it immediately smudged away, leaving a small black patch, which was very ugly.

Ye Xusheng's handsome eyes were as deep as a pool, and after a few breaths of silence, he said, "Brother forgot you lost your memory."

"Which day?"

"May nineteenth..."

"Oh, it's almost here."

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(End of this chapter)