Chapter 86 Caterpillar Adventures?

   Hearing this sentence, Ji Zhao was very pleased.

  She took a bite of the sugar painting lightly, "It's very sweet!"

  Ji Chen also imitated her movements, took a bite carefully, "Sweet!"

  The two siblings sat together on the steps under the eaves, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

   Inspired by sugar painting, Ji Zhao locked himself in the room for a whole afternoon.

  During the period, Zhao Lanhua came to see her specially once, seeing her practicing calligraphy so seriously, she didn't say anything.

"It would be great if A Tao didn't make up with the third child." Zhao Lanhua, who returned to the main house, sighed while sewing clothes, "I just went to take a look, although I didn't understand it, but A Tao's handwriting Looks good!"

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings." Shen Dashan, who was packing the fishing line, said without raising his head, "The fate between husband and wife was cultivated in the previous life. If Lao San and A Tao are destined to be husband and wife in this life, then I can’t run even if I run!”

   "Is that true?" Zhao Lanhua nodded in agreement.

   "Lan Hua, I'll go fishing in Xiaji Village with Brother Da Zhuang tomorrow, will it work?"

   "You have already started to pack the fishing line, how can I stop you?" Zhao Lanhua smiled angrily.

   "I'll catch a few more big fish and come back to stew the fish soup!" Shen Dashan said happily, "Lanhua, just watch!"

   "Success, then I'll wait at home!"

  At dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun covered the entire sky, and the brilliant sunset glow, like spilled orange juice, was beautiful.

  Ji Zhao put down the pen in his hand, stretched his waist, and moved around a little;

  咚咚—

   "Come in?"

  Shen Yao held the cooked mung bean soup and walked in front of her firmly.

   "Mother cooked mung bean soup, let me bring you a bowl."

   "Thank you~" Ji Zhao hurriedly took it, raised his head and muttered, and finished the bowl of mung bean soup.

  Slightly cool sweet mung bean soup, slipping from the throat into the heart, making people feel icy and comfortable.

   "Mother said, you stayed in the house all afternoon?" Shen Yao handed her a handkerchief and asked softly.

   "That's right," Ji Zhao said excitedly, "I suddenly had a burst of inspiration and wrote a short children's picture book. Do you want to read it?"

   As he spoke, Ji Zhao handed over the freshly baked picture book he had just written to Shen Yao like offering a treasure.

  Although Shen Yao didn't quite understand the meaning of such words as inspiration and picture book, but looking at Ji Zhao's enthusiastic eyes, he still read it seriously.

   "The Caterpillar Adventure?" Shen Yao was a little surprised when he saw the title.

   "That's right!" Ji Zhao snapped his fingers excitedly, "Go ahead and read on. If there is anything wrong with my writing, remember to give me some advice!"

Before wearing a book, Ji Zhao was the 308th generation heir of the royal chef. She has been familiar with her at home since she was a child. Of course, there is nothing to say about her culinary skills~ But Ji Zhao never gave up her dream, which is to write about her. The story in the heart!

"The caterpillar went through many adventures and went through many difficulties, and finally realized its dream, broke out of the cocoon and became a butterfly! Isn't this story particularly inspirational?" Ji Zhao became more and more excited as he spoke, "I'll talk to Chen Chen, he will definitely Loved the story!"

   Just when Ji Chen would definitely like this story, she suddenly found that Ji Chen fell asleep—

  Ji Zhao sighed silently in his heart, after tucking up the quilt for him, he turned and left lonely.

  Fighting the street is hitting the street, no matter what type of story you write, you can't escape the fate of hitting the street!

  (end of this chapter)