The flowers that the radish bloomed were not astonishingly beautiful because they were not like peonies, which had strong colors and a spectacular appearance. On the contrary, not only were they not spectacular, but they were also not strong. They were a little like a sky full of stars. They were all cream-colored and even had a very light yellow color. Moreover, the flower buds were very petite and only when they were clustered together did they show a little sense of existence.
However, to Xi Xi, the flowers that bloomed were more pleasing to her than the peonies, or rather, the yellow flowers that bloomed from the cabbage that she had seen before. She could not bear to part with them.
This was because they did not come easily!
When Yang Yi brought Tong Tong over to admire the flowers with her, the little girl was worried that her little brother would be as naughty as Little Gray. She carefully reached out to pull Tong Tong, who was standing on the ground, and persuaded him, "Little Brother, you can't touch these flowers! You can only look at them from afar … "
Tong Tong looked up at his sister in confusion, then turned his body sideways to look at the flowers.
To the little guy, all of this did not seem to be anything special. What was his sister talking about?
When Yang Yi heard this, he smiled but did not stop her. Instead, he pondered for a while and asked, "Xi Xi, Daddy will test you with a question. Let's see if you can answer it, okay?"
"What question?" Xi Xi turned her head curiously.
"How many petals does a radish flower have?"
"How many petals?" Xixi was stumped by this question. She was quite flexible. She didn't know, so she chose to investigate on the spot. "I'll count them."
However, when she saw the large cluster of radish flowers, the little girl was troubled. "Eh, there are so many … One, two, three, four …"
Tong Tong looked at his sister and blinked his big eyes. The little guy had learned quite a few numbers when Murphy took him for a stroll on the small slope of Pavilion Hill behind the villa district. She would hold his hand as they climbed the stairs, and she would teach him to count the steps bit by bit.
Xixi really did start counting them one by one. However, after a while, she became dizzy. She was dazzled by the flowers. After counting for a while, she forgot which ones she had counted.
"Aiya, there are too many …" The little girl muttered anxiously.
Yang Yi looked at Xi Xi in amusement. After counting for a while, he said to her, "You counted wrong. You have to look at the bottom. Only this small piece is a flower. This big cluster of flowers gathered together."
"Eh, Daddy, why didn't you say so earlier." Xixi realized that her train of thought just now was all wrong, but she had counted so many numbers for nothing. She shook her little butt unwillingly and started to complain about her father.
The little girl was very smart now. She could even discover her father's bad taste.
However, after complaining, Xi Xi continued to count with interest. "Let me look again. One, two, three, four … But it seems that there are more than four …"
In order to identify it clearly, she curiously moved closer and reached out to touch the flower. Only then did she happily turn her head to report to her father, "Aiya, no, it's still four petals because I was wrong. I thought this was five petals, but it's not! There is a flower beside it, and I mistook the petals of this flower for this flower! "
The little girl blabbered on about her discovery. Then, she happily smiled at her father and waited for his praise.
However, Tong Tong pulled his sister's hand and said, "One, one!"
"One what?" Xi Xi was puzzled.
Tong Tong looked up with a serious expression. He used his empty right hand to gesture in the air. It was as if he was pressing down. With a clear rhythm, he muttered, "One, two, three, four, five …"
"Five!" It was as if he was complaining that his sister did not recite the number five. He looked at his sister and repeated the number five loudly.
Perhaps because of their age difference, Xi Xi understood her brother's meaning. She giggled and said, "No, Little Brother, there is no five. I was counting the petals of the flower with Papa. You were reciting the jingle. Mom recited it for you. "
"I'll recite it for you too!" The little girl excitedly raised her voice and recited, "One, two, three, four, five. If you can't hit the tiger, you can hit the squirrel!"
When Tong Tong heard his sister recite the jingle, it was as if he had found a soulmate. He beamed with joy and clapped his hands. Then, he said in an inarticulate voice, "Bite the pine …"
"It's the squirrel!" Xi Xi tried hard to correct him.
…
Xi Xi's radish blooming was a big deal!
Not only did the little girl admire and record it, but she also could not help but announce it to the world.
At noon, after Xi Xi finished her lunch, before going to bed, she used WeChat to call her mother, grandpa, little aunt, and her grandfather who was far away in America. She told them that the radish she planted had bloomed.
"The radish has bloomed, then your radish can't be eaten! It's too old! " On the other side of the camera, Mo Henian's face was dark. He probably did not understand how the front camera of the phone could be aimed at his face. However, this did not prevent him from instructing Xi Xi. "Ask Yang Yi, your father, to plant the seeds that have bloomed. In a few months, there will be radishes to eat!"
"Seeds … eat radishes, okay!" The little girl listened obediently. She held the phone and nodded seriously.
"Forget it, forget it. You may not remember if I tell you. Give the phone to your father. I'll talk to him!" Mo Henian clearly underestimated his granddaughter's memory.
However, Xi Xi still obediently ran back and handed the phone to her father. "Papa, Grandpa wants to talk to you."
After a while, Yang Yi explained to Mo Henian that he was not going to plant radishes for Xi Xi. This was just one of Xi Xi's science assignments.
"Xi Xi, instead of sleeping at noon, you actually went outside to look at the radish blooming. You even disturbed Grandpa's rest! Do you know that it's already very late abroad? "After Yang Yi put away the phone, he reached out and rubbed the little girl's hair.
"Okay, then can I call Sister Xiaowei, Little Yu 'er, and the others? Also Qiqi, Shiyun, Zhaoyu … "Xi Xi said to her father with a smile.
"No, it's noon now. You have to take a nap. Look, your brother is already taking a nap. " Yang Yi simply picked up the little girl and walked upstairs. He smiled and said, "If you want to tell your other friends, you can wait until the afternoon or tomorrow when you go to school. You can take a few photos. Daddy will help you develop them and show them to them."
"Okay, okay …" Xi Xi was a little disappointed. However, she suddenly felt that her father's suggestion was not bad, so she happily agreed.
…
In the afternoon, when Yang Yi was talking to Murphy on the phone, Xi Xi ran over and said that she wanted to go to Lan Xin's house to play.
"Okay, then be careful." Yang Yi agreed.
Usually, the two little girls would run around by themselves, so the villa area was quite safe.
However, what Yang Yi didn't expect was that not long after, before he finished his phone call, he saw Steamed Bun, who had been lying peacefully in the living room, wagging his tail and running out.
"Hehe! Xi Xi, where are your radish blooms? "Lan Xin's loud voice could be heard from afar.
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