2006: School beauty loves me again

Chapter 90 093. The Best Share
The next day, July 7st, Friday, another fulfilling week is almost over.

In the morning, Liu Su sent him a message, the content was very simple, it had nothing to do with the two of them, but something to do with Lin Lingshan.

The little girl reminded him that today is Lin Lingshan's birthday in the lunar calendar, and told him not to send a text message of blessing.

Fangyuan thought for a while, it seems that there is not much charge for cross-border text messages, Zero Zero Three... That girl Lin Lingshan seems to be carefree and chattering, but in fact she doesn't have many friends, normal, people with good looks have few friends, he touched himself and the swelling has not gone away His cheeks are all the same, and so is himself.

He replied to Liu Su: When will you return to civilized society with strawberries?Or are you going to plant yourself in the soil too?

Liu Su: I ate them all, so I won't bring them back for you.

Fangyuan: Little stingy.

Liu Su: Grandma's house will kill a big goose tomorrow. Do you eat goose meat?

Fangyuan: I will eat anything that can be chewed, except shit.

After joking a few words, Fang Yuan lay on the sofa in a daze.

Chen Wan went to driving school today, and brought some tobacco, wine, sugar and tea. Although she lost money, she still had to show up to show that Fang Yuan originally said that she would go with her, but Chen Wan refused, saying that his nose was less bruised and his face was swollen. Go out and scare people.

Thinking of the few minutes of the two of them on the sofa last night, although he still controlled it at the critical moment, he still couldn't help but think about it. There is no way, this kind of thought is out of control at all.

Another message came in from the phone, it was an unfamiliar number.

"Today is Lingshan's birthday in the lunar calendar. She always only celebrates this birthday. Don't forget to send her a wish. She regards you as a good friend."I'm Qin Wanyu, I can't use my phone today, it's the teacher's phone, don't call it back, happy holidays. '

Fang Yuan shook her head, thinking that this girl is really miserable. Compared with herself, she is like one person wrapped in thirty layers of cotton-padded jacket, the other naked, one smothered to death, the other frozen to death, bondage and freedom are really incomparable. Relatively speaking.

When it was almost noon, he went out to buy food and came back to eat with the big snail. After a long observation, Fang Yuan felt that it liked cucumber slices more than cabbage leaves.

After eating, I started to race with the snail.

I put a cherry on the table every 5 minutes, and put a slice of cucumber ten centimeters in front, to see who gets there first.

As a result, within 10 minutes, the snail climbed up the cherry and began to eat the fruit...

At the same time, Fang Yuan finally decided what blessings to send to Lin Lingshan.

He took a photo of cherries and snails with a fairly rigorous composition, and then sent it in the form of an MMS, with the text: "There are not as many teeth as snails, so we need to eat less European candy, except for birthdays, help us eat more." A couple of cakes.

The reply came very quickly, it was also an MMS, and the landscape photo showed blue sky, white clouds, snow-capped mountains and a dark blue lake.

Fang Yuan was shocked, this girl is from a wealthy family?
Reply: Your Royal Highness, is there a shortage of warriors?

Lin Lingshan: The castle is full, waiting for expansion.

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Summer in Scandinavia is like a fairy tale, or rather, summer in the whole of Northern Europe is like a fairy tale.

Lin Lingshan likes this place very much. China's big cities are too crowded and noisy.There are more people in a high school than in a "city" here.

Although in her opinion, the small village of Fromm with a population of only 400 is still called the city.

Grandma lives in Stavanger, Norway's fourth largest city, with only 10 people.

Every summer vacation, Lin Lingshan will take the most beautiful railway line in the world to come to Flåm to collect scenery, [-] kilometers, one and a half hours, like walking through a long oil painting.

She likes to paint, and likes the deserted scenery. Sitting on the side of the road and setting up an easel, there will be black-faced sheep bleating around, as if asking her to paint a portrait of herself.She would pick up some piles of apples that fell under the tree and put them at her feet to feed the sheep.

The colorful mountains, the tinkling river, and the red house across the river are the only schools in the village.

There are two elderly couples guarding the apple orchard, which is already one percent of the city's population.

She stopped and walked, and when she saw a beautiful scene, she sat on her backpack and drew a picture. From junior high school to the present, she still hasn't finished painting the scene of the village in several years.

After painting for two days, Lin Lingshan took the train back to her manor in Stavanger yesterday evening. Looking at the forest in Norway on the railway, she was in a daze.She misses Dongshan's Liangpi and fried skewers a little bit, um, a little bit.

Grandma is an old woman with an elegant temperament. Every time she sees her green glass-like eyes, Lin Lingshan always has a word in her heart: Time never beats a beauty.

Mom told her that your grandma was called 'Green Margaret' when she was young, and she was a fairy in the eyes of men and a monster in the eyes of women.

Coincidentally, grandma and her have the same birthday.

Fleeing into the arms of the old woman, Lin Lingshan took out the birthday present she had prepared from the painting tube.

The picture shows Fromm's apple orchard, with fruit branches, green grass like a blanket, and distant mountains with mist.

"Grandma, there will be a lot of people at the banquet tomorrow, so I will give you a present now, grandma, you are so beautiful."

"You are the most beautiful little princess."

The old woman unfolded the picture scroll, her face was full of kindness, and she hugged her favorite granddaughter. She said in fluent Chinese: "Do you know? You have the temperament of the East and the eyes of the West, and you will fascinate the best prince in the world. At that time, this manor was the castle I gave you, and in the lake below the mountain, I will build you a snow-watching pavilion, where you will be kissed by the man who loves you the most."

Lin Lingshan was still not used to the directness of Westerners, she blushed with embarrassment and stopped talking.

"My princess, is there any dish you want to eat tomorrow? You have been to Flåm again these days, you must be hungry, beautiful girls are greedy kittens."

Lin Lingshan wants to eat Liangpi and fried skewers, but those things can't be put on tomorrow's table.

She shook her head: "Cake, I want to eat a cake sprinkled with rainbow sugar."

"Of course there will be cake, silly boy, there must be cake."

Early the next morning, the chefs and maids in the manor began to get busy. The second uncle Lin Dong who arrived first asked her, "Son, how is your study in China? Are you still painting?"

Lin Lingshan answered hastily, absent-mindedly.

The second uncle said: "If you like painting, you should go to the Royal Academy of Fine Arts for further study. Uncle has some connections there and can arrange for you."

Mom and Dad also rushed over from Sweden, had a chat with their daughter, and then joined the discussion of the family army.

The luncheon was about to begin, and luxury cars drove to the outside of the manor one after another.From Oslo to her uncle's house, from Bergen to her third aunt's house, Lin Lingshan's position on the long table was squeezed further and further back.

The adults were talking about things she didn't like to hear.

We were talking about the old relationship between my grandma and King Harla, about whether the third aunt and Princess Louise’s best friend had an awkward relationship, about stocks and finance, and even happy about whether to support the construction of a second oil pipeline from neighboring Russia. Pipeline, will this affect my uncle's oil business?The older brothers and sisters also joined in enthusiastically.

The banquet started, and the long table of more than 30 people was filled with exquisite dishes, and the wine was drank a lot, and several blond cousins ​​who ran around knocked over the low table full of gift boxes, crying , she went to coax a few words and then returned to the end of the table and stopped talking.

The servants kept changing the plates for the family, but...but why didn't anyone think about cutting the three-layer cake?

Shouldn't this be a birthday party?It's like this every year...

Lin Lingshan pouted, quietly left the table out of everyone's sight, walked to the lake in the backyard, and sat on the edge of the wooden pier that protruded several meters into the water, with her bare feet hanging in the air, swinging, her toes almost touching the lake.

On the other side of the lake is a tall snow-capped mountain. The golden sun shines on it, like a cone, like a mango jam cone. Below the mountain is the Norwegian forest, which is characterized by mist.The wind is so small that it doesn't wrinkle the water surface, but there are whitebaits outcropping from time to time, making circles of ripples on the water surface.

The green mountains are not old, their heads are white with snow, the green waters are worry-free, and their faces are wrinkled by the wind.

The phone vibrates, it's Liu Xiaosu: I'm eighteen, I can get married, quickly bring a prince back for us to see.Happy birthday, little princess.

The phone vibrated again, it was an unfamiliar number: Princess Lin forever, remember to eat your favorite Skittles cake.Happy birthday.I am Wanyu.This is the mobile phone of the training teacher, please do not return it.Weekend calls.

She raised the corner of her mouth, hummed a song and swayed her feet, and replied to Liu Xiaosu: There are many princes here, and they are better than your big devil. I will take two back and give you one, and kick the big devil away.

Putting down her mobile phone, she sat forward, stretched her legs down to the edge, and touched the icy lake water between her toes. She lifted it up again with a jerk, and then giggled.

"My little princess, are you smiling happily or confused now?"

Turning around, she saw her grandma coming over, wearing a large brown scarf, her gray but neatly bundled hair swaying behind her head, and a piece of cake sprinkled with skittles was on the plate in her hand.

Lin Lingshan's eyes turned red: "Grandma..."

"Oh my God, my little princess was so hungry by those bad guys. Fortunately, I stole a piece. Come on, eat."

Grandma sat beside her, looked at the distant mountains and lakes, and said to her: "Here, the best food on the birthday should be shared with the person you love the most, and the most beautiful scenery should be shared with the person you love the most, baby , from today onwards you are a big girl, have you ever shared the best things with others?"

Lin Lingshan shook her head, as if she didn't understand.

Grandma smiled kindly, pointed to the distance, and then retracted to wipe off the cream at the corner of her mouth: "For example, the scenery in front of me and the cake in my hand."

Lin Lingshan shook her head again, then seemed to think of something, nodded again: "I gave someone a cake."

At this time, the mobile phone on the wooden board vibrated, and it turned out to be a multimedia message. When I clicked on it, I was instantly amused.

Grandma asked: "Look, isn't someone sharing the best things with you here?"

"No, look, grandma." She showed the phone to the old man: "He is a bad boy in Dongshan, who sent me a picture of a snail, told me to eat less sugar, and mocked me for losing my teeth."

"But didn't he make fun of you? Happiness is the most important thing worth sharing, silly boy."

After finishing speaking, grandma got up and walked back to the house. Lin Lingshan thought about it, took a picture of the best scenery in front of her, and replied a multimedia message.

　The second update, the remaining two updates are scheduled, and they will be posted during the day, and I will continue to read them.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)