In summer, too many trees are good or bad. The good thing is that the shade is cool, but the bad thing is that there are many mosquitoes and cicadas singing in a chorus. Xiao Yuan wanted to close the window, but as soon as he stood up, Mingshu raised his head to look at him, and said like a little adult, "Brother, the window can't be closed, it needs ventilation, it's easy to get heatstroke if you're stuffy."
This little thing suffered from the summer heat a while ago, and it has a long memory, and it is very cherishing of the body. He shook his head and fanned the small gear. .
Mint ice is eaten at Xiao's house, and mung bean soup is also drunk at Xiao's house. Except for the three meals he still has at his own house, and sleep in his own bed, he is already growing up in Xiao's house.
Xiao Yuan looked down at him. Just after noon, the sun was still hanging brightly on the ceiling, the sun was cool among the leaves, and spread in Mingshu's eyes, shaking like a lake.
The little thing, in an aqua blue vest and dark blue shorts, is occupying his bed, making that paper gun that hasn't been done in days. His bed was custom-made according to the size of an adult, which is very big for a child, but Mingshu couldn't find a place to rest when the colored papers were spread out. In order to prevent the wind from blowing the paper away, he took a lot of small dolls from Xiao Jinlan and pressed the paper. At first glance, the bed was colorful, and a large doll was sitting cross-legged among a group of small dolls.
Seeing that his brother didn't close the window, Mingshu lay down and fiddled with the paper again.
In fact, at the level of the handicraft championship he won last semester, he couldn't make a gun for so many days. Before he got sick, he was almost done, but his brother said to help him do it. He moved everything in and made it with his brother for an afternoon, so he didn't want to do it so quickly. He didn't take making guns as a task. He was playing, making guns with his brother, just playing with his brother. In the middle, he could go downstairs to eat ice. His brother gave him a small water gun, and he could play gunfights with Xiao Jincheng. , When he came back, his vest was soaked. My brother took a towel and wiped it for him. He asked him to change his vest. When he came home at night, he put on the sun-dried vest.
If the gun is ready, he won't be able to come and play with his brother every day.
Since the day before the day before yesterday, he has been dawdling, sticking the paper and tearing it, and ruining a gun that has been formed to the point of breaking the barrel.
Xiao Yu'an didn't find out that the little things were intentional at first, and felt that people were patient, and they had to do what they wanted. He also came here at Mingshu's age, and no one has ever taken a handicraft class. Last year or the year before, Xiao Jincheng came back with a handwork, making a paper house. It was a very simple homework, but Xiao Jincheng seemed to have hyperactivity disorder. Help get the job done.
Mingshu Ding is a little old, he can calm down and do things, and he should be praised.
But it didn't take long for him to discover Mingshu's mind. How can this little thing be patient, he just wants to play by his side.
Mingshu comes over on time after breakfast every morning. He is reading or doing homework, and Mingshu is shooting a gun next to him, occasionally shouting, "Brother, what's going on here?"
It's very annoying to be disturbed, but Mingshu doesn't call him often, only four or five times in the morning. Most of the time, he plays with himself quietly, sometimes humming twice. He didn't study too much, and he didn't feel disturbed when he was called to help. On the contrary, I feel that it is more comfortable to be active between the desk and the bed than to sit beside the desk all morning.
I saw through Mingshu's thoughts, but there's no need to say it. It's fun to watch kids play with their minds.
Seeing Mingshu pretending to play with the paper again, Xiao Yuan picked up a puppy and put it on top of Mingshu's head. Mingshu tilted his head to look at him, and the puppy fell off.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Mingshu's tone didn't seem to complain at all, and he picked up the puppy and put it back on top.
It was all dropped, Xiao Yuan didn't expect that he could pick it up and put it back, he felt funny. Mingshu has been here for the past few days, not only Mingshu's elder brother is short and his elder brother is short, he will also tease Mingshu when he is bored. It is natural for children to love to play. One second Mingshu seems to be working seriously, the next second immediately. Grab his hand to play with him.
My brother came again, Mingshu was happy and sat upright, for fear that the puppy would fall off again.
Xiao Yuan asked deliberately, "How long have you been making this gun? Haven't you done it yet?"
Ming Shu was a little panicked when he heard this. Children lie and do evil things, that is, it is written clearly on their faces, and those with thinner skin can't raise their heads. Mingshu lowered his head subconsciously, the puppy fell off again, and rolled to the ground. He crawled to the edge of the bed and reached out to pick it up, but his hands were too short to reach.
Xiao Yuan helped pick it up. Mingshu put the puppy on his back again.
This requires Xiao Jincheng to be there, so he rolled over with laughter. Xiao Yuan was not so exaggerated, but his stomach also pumped twice.
"As for you, when will the gun be finished?"
Mingshu pursed his mouth, thinking about my brother urging me, and he slumped, his butt was on one side, and his waist was not straight, but he still stubbornly held the puppy, and answered nonsense: "I'm doing Woolen cloth."
Xiao Yu'an almost burst out laughing. He is the monitor himself and never defaults on homework, but he knows too many people who default on homework. Xiao Jincheng from his family counts as one, Xia Qi counts as one, and when he asks "when will the homework be finished", he always vaguely says "I doing it."
Doing is doing, holding the pen in the right hand and pressing the paper in the left, but there is no count when it is done.
Xiao Yuan wanted to tease Mingshu, picked up the semi-finished product and pretended to observe, "I know you are doing it, so when will you finish it?"
Mingshu stayed at Xiao's house wholeheartedly, and glanced at his brother, "Well... there are still twenty days left."
School started twenty days later, Xiao Yuan frowned, "How long did it take?"
Mingshu told a lie and blushed - but it may also be in a hurry, "It's worth it, I'm clumsy, brother, you teach me."
Xiao Yu'an said, "But I think you're going to do it right?"
Mingshu pretended to be stupid and hummed with his fingers crossed.
"I'll help you." Xiao Yu'an said, "It will be done this afternoon."
When Mingshu heard it, it was over. He didn't want to do it this afternoon. What would he do if he did it? In a hurry, he snatched the gun back from Xiao Yuan's hand, turned his back to Xiao Yuan, and refused to let him see, "I do it myself, I can do it well."
The puppy fell again, but this time the little thing was not in the mood to pick it up. Xiao Yuan laughed, but did not coax.
Someone was talking outside the yard, and the voice was not small enough to drown out the sound of the cicadas. Xiao Yuan knew as soon as he heard it that it was Cheng Yue and the others. The games are about to start, and everyone is excited. He participated in not only badminton doubles, but also track and field. Cheng Yue had already agreed with him to practice together.
He didn't plan to take Mingshu there. On such a hot day, it's still cool at home. In case of heatstroke outside again, it's not easy to explain to Ming's family.
"You're right here." Xiao Yuan touched Mingshu's head, "I'll go out."
Mingshu sat down, "Brother, are you not playing with me?"