After wearing the book, I started to counterattack

Chapter 225 What do you like

Grandpa Xiao: "These flowers are made by this girl."

"Hello, uncles and grandpas, my name is Feng Le." Feng Le greeted politely.

Seeing Feng Le's well-behaved and sensible appearance, the other old men, although they disagreed with Feng Le's ability to make these flowers, nodded kindly on their faces.

When Grandpa Xiao introduced Feng Le with such fanfare, that Elder Zhong also looked at Feng Le seriously, nodded, and then asked.

"I heard Mr. Xiao said before that his first potted flower was made by you?"

"Because his grandson killed the flower, and then you replanted a potted flower for him?"

Grandpa Xiao bragged about this matter at the beginning, and everyone present knew it. Feng Le nodded.

"it's me."

Mr. Zhong squinted his eyes, full of doubts: "Mr. Xiao went on a trip back then, and I also had a part to go. It took only a week to leave home. I don't know when his grandson killed Hua, but this week , you replanted a pot and it came out?"

Feng Le was startled, his mind was spinning rapidly, and he quickly realized it.

She has long been the little Mengxin who didn't know anything back then. Recently, she looked for a lot of information about flower planting, and realized that it was the addition of fairy spring water that made the potted flower grow within a few days. It grows and bears fruit.

But the normal growth period of flowers is not so short, telling this matter is like a fairy tale.

Feng Le quickly realized that she looked at Grandpa Xiao apologetically, bowed and nodded.

"I'm sorry, I lied to you about this matter. I didn't replant the flower seeds brought by Xiao Peng at the beginning, but I took the flowers that I had cultivated before and said they were replanted and brought them back to him."

"This...this..." Grandpa Xiao was stunned.

At that time, he really didn't think much about it. He watched his little grandson foolishly bring back a pot of flowers, and told him that it was the pot of flowers before he left. Watching the grandson play with great interest.

When the potted flowers bloomed and showed different colors, Grandpa Xiao was shocked. He hurriedly asked his grandson the truth of the matter, and then found Feng Le and learned everything.

Then, before Feng Le bred him a new flower, he ran around holding that potted flower, bragging everywhere.

Said that his precious grandson was so powerful that he could plant a new pot of strange flowers to compensate him after killing his flowers, but he didn't turn his head and think about it, the planting period of this flower is too short.

Listening to Feng Le's explanation now, Grandpa Xiao was not too angry. After all, he took a pot of flowers for nothing.

"It's okay, it's okay, I already knew..."

The other old men who were looking at the flowers also began to whisper among each other.

"Oh." Mr. Zhong nodded, and asked again without saying much.

"Then that potted flower was also planted by you?"

It was clearly a tone of disbelief.

Feng Le nodded, "It is indeed mine."

"Young man is good, I have potted flowers at home..."

Elder Zhong looked at Feng Le, and asked Feng Le a bunch of questions about flowers, but no matter what he asked, Feng Le could answer them one by one, and he really didn't look like a layman.

But when asked about the cultivation of these hybrid flowers, Feng Le was vague, and Mr. Zhong immediately changed the subject, thinking that it was normal not to mention these secrets.

Maybe, Feng Le is really a genius in growing flowers, which made her cultivate such flowers.

Gradually, the people present no longer rejected Feng Leli, but exchanged various experiences of planting flowers with her.

Feng Le didn't use this opportunity to say anything. It's still early and trust is still weak. Who would believe that disaster will happen when they first meet?
With this incident, in the future, when Grandpa Xiao and his group of old men discussed planting and growing flowers, they would also call Feng Le to join them, and that old Mr. Zhong would also be there from time to time.

When seeing Feng Le around, he would also take the initiative to communicate with her.

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After the holidays are over, of course I have to go to school.

In the cold winter, it is the best match with roasted sweet potatoes.

It's just that the people who eat roasted sweet potatoes... are not them.

In class three of high school, a boy bought a fragrant roasted sweet potato for breakfast. As soon as the charred skin was peeled off, the sweet and delicious smell immediately filled the classroom.

Many students who had already eaten breakfast couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and wanted to buy a roasted sweet potato to eat.

When I went to school in the afternoon, there were quite a few classmates who also bought roasted sweet potatoes and went back to school to eat.

"hateful!"

Smelling the scent of roasted sweet potatoes that hadn't dissipated, Yu Tingting covered her mouth, tears were about to flow from the corners of her mouth.

"I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes too! But my pocket money has gone to buy clothes, woo woo woo..."

The girls in the class have the same mentality as Yu Tingting, they also want to eat roasted sweet potatoes and snacks!
It's a pity that the money has been spent, and there is no money to buy these things to eat, but the boys in the class are very insidious, tempting the girls with the roasted sweet potatoes in their hands.

Feng Le, who had earned all the girls' pocket money, touched his nose and said nothing, so what, the money he got, there is no reason to return it.

It's just that it's a torment for girls to make money from girls so much, and let them watch boys eat all kinds of snacks.

She has to figure it out.

Earn the boys' money too!

Feng Le quietly asked Yu Tingting: "What do you think boys like?"

Yu Tingting opened her eyes wide: "I'm a woman, how do I know?",

Feng Le's eyes gradually fell on Yu Tingting's chest, where there was a flat surface, "Okay then..."

"Hey hey hey! What kind of eyes do you have! My girl, girl, girl!!!" Yu Tingting went crazy for a while, and the little hammer crazily greeted Feng Le, saying while hammering.

"Okay, okay, eh, enough is enough, hahaha it's so itchy..." Feng Le, who was too skinny, was knocked back and forth.

After enough trouble, Yu Tingting said pantingly.

"You can ask your Lin Chaoyu? Isn't he a man?"

Feng Le: "But if you ask Lin Chaoyu, his answer will definitely be all kinds of sayings, or all kinds of manual experiment gadgets."

It's not that Feng Le has never been to his house, but his house is full of strange things that she can't understand.

Yu Tingting: "Oh! I didn't expect you to understand him quite well!"

"No."

After school, when Feng Le met Lin Chaoyu, he asked about it. Lin Chaoyu's answer was really about the book and materials.

These things are only liked by people with a high IQ like him, ordinary people who can figure it out!

At this time, Zhou Xilin's eyes widened, and he pointed at himself, indicating that if Feng Le wanted to ask ordinary boys questions, he could find him! !
Feng Le: "..."

Feng Le: "That Zhou Xilin, what do you ordinary boys usually like?"

(End of this chapter)