"Mom, do you think I'm serious about my homework now?" Little Baozi puffed up his chest proudly.
"Keep it up."
Xu Suizhu closed the homework book, thought for a while, and assigned him a composition to write down what he saw and heard that night. Without assigning any homework, she turned around and disappeared again.
"Don't you think it's very meaningful? Then write it as a composition and let mom read it. The content should be concrete and vivid, not like your great aunt who kept a running account."
"Then can I go out and play after I finish writing?" Little Baozi is still thinking about going to the Indian Ocean to pick up the blessings, the foreign girl, and the shells.
"Just write it down carefully."
Little Baozi immediately resurrected on the spot and went back to his room to write his composition.
Xu Suizhu came to the kitchen, put on an apron, and thought about what to cook for lunch.
My cousin brought a strong old duck early in the morning, which has been kept at the sea duck beach. The stew is absolutely delicious and fragrant. There is also a small rooster raised in the bamboo garden, and the chicks hatched in the spring.
It has been raised until now, and it is neither old nor tender. It is the most delicious time. How about making a chicken pot?
There will be a banquet at the resort in the evening, and the salvage ship must be able to make a smooth return trip. The contact party, the archaeological team, is here as a guest, so we also invited them together.
At noon, there are only a few people in my family, a duck soup and a chicken pot are all hard vegetables, and two stir-fried seasonal vegetables are almost enough.
The old duck needs to be simmered for a long time before it tastes delicious. It’s ready to stew as soon as it’s ready.
As soon as it was stewed, the little bun ran downstairs carrying a composition book: "Mom, mom, I've written it!"
"So fast? Let me see."
Xu Suizhu washed her hands, took the composition book, and felt bad after reading the beginning.
"You wrote yourself as Ultraman?"
"That's right! I'm Ultraman Jiayu."
"..."
This kid, let him write a composition, what did he write? Ultraman saves the earth?
You are so good at editing!
I thought it was a narrative, but he suddenly wrote it into a bizarre science fiction story. He is Ultraman who comes from outer space and is omnipotent in heaven and earth, but his father is an earthling who is attacked by monsters and needs rescue...
For words that I can't write, I honestly used pinyin, but that's too ridiculous.
After reading this, I just want to lift my forehead.
After Xiao Baozi finished his homework, he just wanted to go out and play: "Mom, I'm going to find the master!"
When Xu Suizhu came to his senses, this boy was nowhere to be seen.
He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, forget it, let him play for a while and then tell him about the composition when he comes back.
As for this article, hold it down with a paperweight so that it won't be blown away by the wind. After a while, Baozi's father will come and let him appreciate it and see how his son rescued him bravely...
Little Baozi spread his legs all the way and sprinted to his master's laboratory at the speed of winning a championship in a sports meeting: "Master, master, it's not good! My mother knows that we went out for a walk in a submarine late at night..."
"Don't worry, don't worry."
Qi Hui helped the engineering team fix some data, and he just happened to read the debugging results. There were no errors, so he had nothing to worry about for the time being.
He led his excited apprentice to the submarine berth in Houhai.
Now that the eldest sister knows, she probably won't let them go out to sea so late at night.
As a result, he had to cancel his plans for the evening and move on to now to see if the undersea continent in the Indian Ocean contained the scarce minerals he had on hand.
The delicacies made by the eldest sister had to be put away first.
You can't have your cake and eat it too.
…
Mrs. Lu went fishing with her husband for a while after breakfast, and brought back a bucket on the way. She didn't see her eldest grandson upstairs or downstairs, but her daughter-in-law was busy in the kitchen and asked if she wanted to help.
"No need, Mom." Xu Suizhu filled both hands with flour, mixed the warm water, and prepared to order the batter. "At noon, just a few of us will eat it. We don't need a lot of vegetables. The old duck is stewed in the pot. We will make a chicken rooster later."
Just use a pot and stir-fry a couple of hot dishes. I just wanted to bake some biscuits, so the stove was full of plates and pots."
Hearing that she was baking cookies, Mrs. Lu, who loved her grandson, asked her to bake more animal cookies that her eldest grandson liked to eat, and asked casually: "Xiaoyu went out to play?"
"He went to find his master."
Thinking of her son, she couldn't help but think of the "masterpiece" he wrote, and Xu Suizhu couldn't help but want to laugh. Forget it, let's save some face for Daddy Baozi and not tell her mother-in-law.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Lu thought it was boring for his wife to go fishing alone when she came back, so he ended work early. He brought the half-sized sea bass in the bucket into the kitchen, washed his hands and made tea, sat down on the sofa, and looked up.
To the composition paper weighed down by a paperweight on the coffee table.
As soon as I saw the words, I knew it was written by the eldest grandson. I picked it up and admired it happily. The result is as you can imagine - I laughed out loud!
Everyone who had always been serious about their words burst into laughter. What a laughable thing this was.
"Why are you so happy?" Mrs. Lu came out of the kitchen carrying sliced oranges.
"Our grandson is so talented! He can even make up stories!"
"show me."
Mrs. Lu took the manuscript paper out of curiosity and started reading it.
"Is this written by Xiaoyu? It's so well written! It's not worse than what's shown in cartoons!"
"That's not the case! We, the old Lu family, are very capable! It's just that this earthling is a bit incompetent. I'll let him polish it up later, and maybe it can be published as a story."
"..."
When Xu Suizhu heard the conversation between the two elders, she couldn't help but twitch her lips and said to her heart, I'm so sorry, those incompetent earthlings are also the capable Lu family you say.
I should be thankful that Xiaobaozi wrote a good composition into a science fiction story. The second brother didn't realize the prototype of the characters in it. It was really a fiction.
If they had honestly written a narrative according to her request, the two elders would still be afraid of death - at such a young age, they drove a submarine out to sea at night, and they were so far away that they were still restless when bringing in reinforcements. Slow down a little,
They may all be regarded as a thorn in the side of foreign ships and vent their anger...
Mr. Lu, who had been busy for a long time, came home, and his two elders were still talking about the science fiction story compiled by his grandson.
He knew what was going on as soon as he heard it.
Brat! It’s okay to use a science fiction story to restore real events. At least, he made his character more heroic and resolute. What about “seeing Ultraman Jiayu appear, I was so excited that I burst into tears...”...
When the hell did I start to shed tears all over my nose?
"Where's the brat?" The boss rubbed his sleeves and wanted to spank his son.
After being away from home for a month or two, this boy would go to the house to unveil tiles.
Xu Suizhu had just finished baking a batch of egg pancakes and stuffed a piece into his mouth: "I guess he went to his master's."
"Don't you want to go out on the yacht again?"
He had gone out to play before, but at most he thought he was just wandering around the nearby waters. Who would have thought that the master and apprentice were so brave and sneaked to the South China Sea at night. Although it was indeed a great help to him that time, it was still dangerous.
"I'll call Qi Hui and ask. If you run out like this again, you'll have to put the little submarine away."
But even if it is put away, I'm afraid it won't be released for a long time. The small amphibious submarine that has been exposed to the public is so fast that it cannot be detected by radar and cannot be caught by reconnaissance planes. The higher-ups will definitely send people to negotiate, tsk!