"Buju, sit down and don't talk for the time being."
Yun Luo pointed to the small stone stool opposite and said with a smile.
The little guy doesn’t know what’s going on.
However, he always obeyed his mother's words. He walked over and sat on the stone bench, staring at the mother and son with wide eyes and bewildered.
Yun Luo stretched out his hand and pulled Xiao Tuanzi in front of him. Looking at his aggrieved and somewhat unconvinced expression, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Xiao Mo, tell me, why do you think Bu Li is stupid?"
"He is just stupid. He doesn't even know that my mother can't give birth to a child by herself, and he deliberately asked her, causing her to be unable to step down." Xiaotuanzi said with puffed up cheeks.
Yun Luo was stunned for a moment.
She thought that Xiaotuanzi was an idiot and deliberately bullied others because of her insistence all the way. Unexpectedly, he actually fought for her.
Are you so angry over this trivial matter?
Yun Luo felt a little funny, but also a little warm and helpless.
"It's not intentional to stay away. He just doesn't know it because no one has ever taught him. He who doesn't know is not guilty. Didn't my mother tell you this truth?" Yun Luo softened his tone and taught patiently.
"Then my mother never taught Xiao Mo about giving birth!"
Xiaotuanzi said confidently: "No one teaches me the same thing, Xiao Mo can know it, why doesn't he know it?"
Yun Luo: "..." This is a good question.
The angle is strange.
Yun Luo rubbed his eyebrows, turned to look at Jun Buli, who was looking confused across the way, and an idea flashed in his mind.
"Buli, I heard from your father that you usually make straw for fun when you have nothing to do. Can you make one for me?"
"Okay."
Although Jun Buli didn't understand why Yun Luo suddenly mentioned this request, he still agreed without thinking.
He jumped down from the stone bench, looked around, ran to a small flowerbed not far away and folded some grass, then ran back and sat down, playing with the grass blades with his little hands.
Xiaotuanzi also didn't understand Yun Luo's intention. He was curious and too arrogant to admit it, so he snorted and turned away, secretly glancing at Jun Buli's movements from the corner of his eye.
Jun Buli lowered his eyes and carefully played with the grass blades in his hands, not paying attention to Xiaotuanzi's peek.
He knitted very seriously, and his short little hands seemed to have been endowed with magic. They were completely free of their usual clumsiness and turned flexibly. The green grass blades turned out in various patterns in his hands.
Xiaotuanzi was attracted by his movements unknowingly, and his little head turned around, looking at his movements curiously with wide eyes, only to find that... he couldn't understand!
How come those thin blades of grass are curved? They are obviously straight, but how can they be arched into so many patterns?
What are those two whiskers?
Xiaotuanzi became more and more curious as he watched, and couldn't help but come forward to take a closer look.
Jun Buli's grass weaving movements were very flexible. Within a few minutes, he had woven a few scattered ordinary grass leaves into a grasshopper and handed it to Yun Luo.
"Mom, here you go~"
"Thank you for your work. You did it beautifully."
Yun Luo took it and looked at it, then smiled and praised it.
Immediately, she turned her hand and placed the delicate straw grasshopper in front of Xiaotuanzi, and said with a smile: "Come on, Xiao Mo, you can also make one, and compete with this one to see who can make it better."
Xiaotuanzi had never seen a grasshopper made of straw before, and his eyes shone with surprise. He was about to pick it up and take a closer look, when he heard his mother say this, and his little body suddenly stiffened.