When Cheng Cheng and his father left, they saw Xiaobai lying very happily on the rocking chair in the yard. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and waved to her to say goodbye.
“Bye~” Xiaobai waved goodbye enthusiastically, especially envious of Cheng Cheng’s father who carried Cheng Cheng home every time.
Meng Guangxin also greeted Zhang Tan, and Zhang Tan praised Cheng Cheng for telling stories very well. Somehow, he talked about Cheng Cheng's story competition in just a few words, and vaguely agreed to write a story for Cheng Cheng to use in the story competition.
Zhang Tan watched Cheng Cheng and his father leave, looked down at Xiao Bai who was swaying in the chair, and asked, "What happened just now?"
Xiaobai said excitedly: "I told you to be nagging, don't add any salt... Oh, don't talk nonsense. If you don't listen, I don't even know how to instigate you. Oh, it's so nagging now, you
I want to write a story for Cheng Cheng, hey, hey, I don’t know how to help you, just think about it yourself."
Seeing that Zhang Tan was confused by what she said, he shook his chair and himself in a noisy manner. He was so happy that he twisted his toes around, unable to hide the turmoil in his heart.
Lao Li glanced at him and laughed while drinking tea and listening to the radio.
Zhang Tan also smiled mockingly to himself, and when he sat down, he was tricked by Xiaobai. The little guy is a bit powerful. Use him to keep her defenseless, you little bastard!
However, since I agreed, and I agreed in front of two children, I had to do it no matter what, even if I pinched my nose, I had to admit it.
What is it about? "The Little Girl Selling Bombs"?
One night, the wind was very strong and the snow was very heavy. The little girl who had been selling bombs for a day did not sell any bombs. She leaned against the wall of the house in the center of the town. She was very cold, so she lit the bomb in her hand.
That bomb, so the whole town saw her grandmother.
not good.
《The Three Little Pigs Build a House》?
It's not good either, it's too young. Although Cheng Cheng is also in kindergarten, this story should be liked by younger children. For example, Dudu, maybe Xi'er will also like it.
"little Red Riding Hood"?
Eh, this seems to work, it’s a fairy tale, and it’s also tense and suspenseful. Combined with Cheng Cheng’s appetite-sucking skills today, it’s quite suitable.
But he was not sure yet, Zhang Tan turned his head and looked at Xiaobai who seemed to be singing "Ma Lanhua" softly.
"noob?"
…”
"noob?"
“Claw?”
“Would you like a story?”
“What’s the story?”
“It’s the kind of story Cheng Cheng tells you.”
“I don’t want to hear it now.”
“Okay, let me tell you, there once was a little girl...ah? What? You don’t want to hear it?”
“Hoo ho ho, I don’t want to hear it.”
“What do you mean? So disrespectful?”
“Why don’t you want to hear it? Do you think I’m not good at telling stories? I’m a good storyteller. When I was in elementary school, I came first in the speech contest and was the first in the class.”
“Wow, you’re going to get thiazide.”
“Hmm, eh? Guawazi?”
“Goose goose~Boss Zhang, when you were a kid friend, you were a melon boy when you were little.”
“Okay, okay, let’s just call it Guawazi. I’ve been a good storyteller since I was a kid.”
“Are you better than Cheng Cheng?”
“It can’t be compared like this…”
“Not as powerful as Cheng Cheng?”
“Better than her.”
“Hmph~Cheng Cheng is the best at telling stories, she’s a great talker.”
“Do you want to listen to my story or not?”
“Hoo ho ho, then you talk about it.”
“Once upon a time, there was a big bad wolf...”
“What’s going on, is she a big bad wolf? Is she a little girl? Didn’t you just say that there once was a little girl, and she turned into a big bad wolf??”
The little guy has a good memory, so Zhang Tan started over. There was a little girl in the story, her name was Little Red Riding Hood. She went to her grandma’s house to deliver cakes and met the big bad wolf...
The next evening, when Meng Guangxin sent Cheng Cheng to the academy, Zhang Tan gave them the story he had written and told it to them first, specifically asking Cheng Cheng to listen to it and tell them whether they liked it or not.
Cheng Cheng came early. At this time, Liliu and the others had not come, and Xiaobai had not come either. Only Dudu and Xi'er came, so these two little ones became the first audience.
Dudu listened with a sullen face and a bulging face. One of his little hands was clenched into a small fist, like a little dragon bun, as if he was about to rush forward and beat away the big bad wolf who wanted to eat Little Red Riding Hood, but
The other little hand revealed the true thoughts deep in her heart. She tightly grasped the hem of Xi'er's clothes, don't lose her~
Looking at the audience's reaction, this story is very good, but the most important thing is to see the speaker's attitude. Zhang Tan asked Cheng Cheng how he felt? Can he be enlightened by the Dharma's eyes?
Cheng Cheng looked at him, not knowing what he was thinking, and said nothing.
Her father Meng Guangxin reminded: "Cheng Cheng, Boss Zhang is asking you something? Do you like this story?"
Cheng Cheng turned to look at him, but still said nothing.
“Cheng Cheng!”
…”
Xi'er was an enthusiastic citizen and asked Cheng Cheng, but Cheng Cheng also just looked at her without speaking.
Meng Guangxin scratched her head, could her daughter be stubborn again?
Until Dudu comes out.
“*……%￥￥#”
Cheng Cheng finally stopped being in a daze. He nodded his head first, and then softly said one word:
"good".
Everyone immediately looked at Dudu. Dudu got Cheng Cheng's reaction and became energetic. He smiled and chattered and uttered a lot of baby talk.
Everyone was in trouble again and couldn't understand.
Little Red Horse’s language environment is too problematic, either he doesn’t speak or he speaks in baby talk.
Zhang Tan and Meng Guangxin looked at Xi'er and wanted to ask Xi'er to translate, but Xi'er hiahia smiled, clucked, clucked, imagined herself as a little red horse, and ran away...
Just ran away...
“*……￥￥####”
Dudu said anxiously that others couldn't understand her and she was very anxious. In fact, she was also anxious. Why couldn't she understand? She was so good at what she said. If she didn't understand again, she would be angry. She would be really angry.
.
“Okay~” Cheng Cheng said this word again, but this time he said it to Zhang Tan and her father.
If she says yes, it means it is really good.
That’s it, Cheng Cheng will tell the story of Little Red Riding Hood in the kindergarten story competition.
Her father touched her little head and said, "Okay, let's go play and remember the story."
“Okay~” Cheng Chengyan said concisely and concisely, “Dad, I have already remembered it.”
Zhang Tan: “……”
Meng Guangxin: “……”
Genius baby, she said she remembered it after listening to it once. Zhang Tan was not sure, but Meng Guangxin really believed that his daughter's memory was extraordinary.
Cheng Cheng left with Dudu. Meng Guangxin thanked Zhang Tan again and left.
When Xiaobai came, she shouted to Boss Zhang from a distance, “Look, come, look, her son is out.”
Zhang Tan: “……”
As he got closer, he saw Xiaobai holding a bamboo basket. Inside the bamboo basket were silkworm cocoons. Now, two silkworm cocoons were broken, and gray silkworm moths crawled out.
“Son, my son is out, hahaha” Xiaobai was overjoyed.
Xi'er, who transformed into a little red horse in the yard and galloped over after hearing the sound.
Zhang Tan told Xiaobai that this was not his son, but a silkworm moth.
“hiahiahia~” Xi’er laughed and said that she knew Silkworm Moth was a little fairy who lived on the moon, and she liked her very much. They often met at night.
