"Aunt Xiaoyun, what's this called? It's still blooming. What kind of flower is this?" The little conch asked, pointing to a weed on the side of the road.

There was a small white hairy flower on the grass, which he wanted to touch with his hand.

Since Jiang Xiaoyun and Gu Junhao fell in love, little conch called her "aunt", she seems to be able to slowly accept.

Although she didn't want to admit it before, she had to admit that her position was objective. She could only give herself an expression of "no laughing or crying" in silence.

Where does Jiang Xiaoyun know what this is called, "it's probably weeds. Don't touch it. It may be poisonous."

"It's dandelion. It's poisonous." Gu Junhao gave her a look, "conch, this is dandelion, yellow is its flower, after the flower matures, it becomes white seed, you blow it away, it will float on the ground to grow new dandelion."

Jiang Xiaoyun quickly squatted on the ground, looking at the small ball on the ground, said in surprise“ This is dandelion. I said, "why do you look so familiar?"

Then he picked one and blew it. Sure enough, the little white hairy seed flew up, flying freely, like a hearty dance.

"It seems to be a little smaller than what you see on the Internet. It is worthy of being long in the wild. That kind of big estimation is carefully cultivated."

Yan Xiufan also looked, "it should be cultivated. It seems that he hasn't seen a big one yet." He was also a little curious about this plant. He didn't remember seeing it or not. Anyway, he didn't know it seriously. He only knew dandelion in books or legends.

"Junhaoge, how do you know this? Have you seen it? When did you meet? " Growing up in the same city, he has no impression.

"I've seen it before. There are things you don't know. I thought Xueba knew everything." Don't forget to make complaints about him.

Yan Xiufan felt his head embarrassed, "of course, I don't know a lot."

"Aunt Xiaoyun, I want to blow, I want to blow too!" Adults chatting vigorously, children quit, let's start, also want to blow dandelion, to find the kind of white mature.

This roadside is really many, "I pick it for you, or do you come by yourself?"

"I'll do it myself. I'm a man. I'll do it myself." At this time, the little conch grandmother said, which attracted Jiang Xiaoyun's heartless ridicule, but he held it back.

Don't laugh at children. They are the flowers of our motherland.

"OK, OK, you can do it yourself. There's one over there!" It refers to a place in front of it.

The little conch jumped over and said, "Ouch!" I fell on the way.

Fortunately, it was flat bottomed and the path was muddy. The child fell down and got up immediately, but several adults were still surprised.

"Snail, slow down. If you wrestle, I'll take you back." Gu Junhao looks very serious said.

"No, I don't want to go back. I want to play in the mountains. I want to see tigers. I want to see lions." He saw these in some children's books, and knew that they were only found in the mountains.

Toward his uncle said, bent down to pick a dandelion, gently on the mouth of a blow.

It really flew all at once.

"Ah... Ha ha, fly, fly..."

"Uncle, look

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