Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 1789 Are grapes in early summer really sweet?

The early summer of this year in North Vietnam came very early, the green leaves were lush, and the sun shone scorchingly hot, as if everything was going to be melted.

The Guoxue Institute has no classes today, so Gongyu Baozhu made an appointment with Bo Zili, and took him to his father's ancestral temple to enjoy the cool.

Bo Zili had been here several times, but this time, it was the first time to look at him seriously.

The main hall of the Shengci Temple is dedicated to the real Taishu.

Bo Zili refused to enter the door, he just glanced at the door from a distance, and then sneered: "Eat so much incense."

Gongyu Baozhu dragged him to the backyard, where there was also a hall with Gong Yufei's clay body inside.

Compared with the main hall of Daoist Taishu, there are obviously more seasonal melons and fruits on the table in front of the statue of Gong Yufei.

The ground black cauldron is filled with thick incense, which is more lively than the main hall.

The main reason is that everyone knows that the national teacher is a god in the world, and his reputation has already surpassed that of the real Taishu back then, so please ask him to be more effective.

Bo Zili pursed his thin lips, and asked with his hands behind his back in boredom, "What's so interesting about this?"

Gongyu Baozhu beckoned his little hand, his eyes were round and bright: "Come with me!"

With little feet, she walked through an inconspicuous hanging flower door at the corner with ease.

Bo Zili followed, but unexpectedly, there was an ordinary small courtyard behind the Chuihua Gate.

Different from the solemnity in front, five grape trellises are planted here.

It seems that someone comes to take care of it every day.

Gongyu Baozhu dragged a small stool and stepped on it to pick a green grape, but due to his limited height and short legs, no matter how hard he tried, it would be futile!

A slender white hand crossed the top of her head, picked a few grapes with ease, and placed them on her pink palm.

Gongyu Baozhu blinked, and handed one to Bo Zili with a smile: "Thank you brother~"

Bo Zili's expression was flat, as if he felt that this place was a bit boring: "I set up a few grape racks in the Shengci Temple, which is not like Gong Yufei's style."

Gongyu Baozhu was carefully peeling the grapes. She said with a delicate pink face, "Daddy planted it for me. When I was young, I liked to come here and talk to his statue and the statue of Grandpa Tian."

"Daddy was afraid that I would get hungry, so he planted grape trellises here. In winter, sweet potatoes can be dug out from the field over there, and let the abbot roast it for me. It's delicious!"

Bo Zili raised his eyebrows.

Hearing this, Gong Yufei could do it for his daughter.

Over there, Gongyu Baozhu put the peeled grapes into his mouth, with a happy smile on his face: "It's so sweet, come on brother, I'll give you a taste!"

She ran up to Bo Zili and stood on tiptoe.

Bo Zili was suspicious: "Are the grapes in early summer really sweet?"

Gongyu Baozhu nodded resolutely: "Of course, this grape is made by Daddy. It is different from other varieties. I have eaten it before. Can I still lie to you? Try it!"

Then Bo Zili leaned over and bit the grape in her little fingertip into his mouth.

He tasted it for a while, and suddenly his brows were sour.

Gongyu Baozhu saw that Xiaoxiao's thinking had succeeded, and chuckled lightly: "Brother is so stupid, you can believe this, you just made me sour, but I held back and didn't let you see it!"

Actually let this little guy play tricks!

Bo Zili's dark eyes paused, and he suddenly reached out to hug Gongyu Baozhu, then took a grape from her small palm, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Gongyu Baozhu was unprepared, and accidentally bit the grape, the sour juice bloomed on the tongue in an instant, so sour that it felt like a heavenly spirit cover.

(End of this chapter)