Chapter 8 Tadpoles look for their mother

Holding one in his arms and holding one in his hand, Wei Chi finally mixed with the large army. Everyone laughed when they saw his posture. Wei Chi smiled foolishly, thinking in their hearts that his position as a royal kindergarten teacher and nanny was confirmed. It was a pity that his glorious image, when this guy looked back, it was gone.

The current work of Sinong Temple is like a farm clerk who went to the countryside to send science and technology to the countryside. You don’t have to do anything in person, just give me some advice. Wei Chi brought back corn, and only his family planted it. It’s natural that Wei Chi, the deputy minister of the Ministry of Agriculture, also served as an agricultural clerk. Sowing and other things do not require the management of Sinong Temple. The main reason is that the operation after the seedlings is produced requires guidance.

"King Jin, take good care of your sister."

Wei Chi explained and handed Princess Gaoyang to Li Zhi. The little master raised his chest and looked like a little man. He took Gao Yang's hand. Gao Yang snorted and refused to let Li Zhi hold him. Wei Chi had no choice but to continue holding her, rub her head, and said, "Be careful to follow me tightly after a while, don't fall into the ditch. At that time, it will not be a beautiful little princess, but a little mud monkey! Little Shizi must also hug me tightly!"

Princess Gao Yang wrinkled her nose and said unhappily: "I'm not that stupid."

Little Shizi was very obedient, smiled sweetly, and said, "Shizi should not become a mud monkey."

Wei Chi smiled and said nothing more to Gao Yang, awkward little loli. He led her to continue walking and walked to the field where corn was sown. Wei Chi wanted to go down the ground and explained it himself, but the little whisper in his arms made him embarrassed and grabbed his head. Wei Chi said to Xiao Chi: "Little princess, can you please let others hold him? Lord Wei, I'm going to do something."

When the little Yizi heard this, she tightened her arms and hugged Wei Chi tightly. She disagreed with anything she said, and said unhappily: "No! Yizi wants Lord Wei to hug her!"

"But I have to do things and help them grow corn. Only when they grow will they have delicious corn. Little Rice is so obedient, so cute and obedient."

The little princess of Wei Chi then came down from Wei Chi's arms, but it was still not the case that someone else would hold Wei Chi's hand, followed by step, blinking her big eyes, listening curiously, watching Wei Chi explain to the old farmer how to choose seedlings. Wei Chi is funny and kind, and can say a few words to anyone. These royal families are precious and have never been involved in farm work. Listen to Wei Chi's explanation, and follow them to the ground and listen quietly. When the officials of the Sinong Temple saw it, they also followed them to the ground. So, a strange scenery appeared in the farmland, a row of old and young squatted neatly in the ground, listening to an interesting scene of a young man with a smile on his face and a kind face explaining.

After patiently explaining the issue of corn seedling selection to the old farmers. After confirming that they had fully understood it, Wei Chi breathed out and was a farming clerk. He really needed some physical strength to be a farmer. He was squatting and walking around the ground for a day, and his back was sore and his legs were cramped. Maybe he needed to cover the middle cover.

"Yizi, I'm back home, what are you still watching?"

He stood up, pounded his legs and feet and waist, and saw that the little squatted, with his two little hands, leaning on his knees, dragging his chin, blinking his big eyes, staring at the corn seedlings. His little look was so cute that he could be. Wei Chi was so happy. If there was no one around, he might pounce on him. Let's talk about it. This little loli is so cute.

The little princess Yizi still stared at the corn seedlings and said seriously: "Yizi wants to look at the little seedlings, and Yizi has to wait for the corn to bear."

Everyone present couldn't help but feel happy. For her innocent and cuteness, Wei Chi smiled and picked her up, explaining patiently, saying, "That little whisker is going to work hard. This corn cannot grow in a day or two. There is a very long process. If you stay here and watch, it will be pitiful. It's dark at night. Will little whisker dare to stay here alone?"

Little Shizi blinked her black eyes and asked, "Will it take many days?"

"Yeah! Many days!"

Little Sieko lowered her head regretfully and said softly: "Why can't corn grow quickly? Sieko wants to take it back for her mother to eat, and her mother likes to eat corn."

Wei Chi felt warm in his heart, holding her hands tightly, and smiled and said, "Little Shizi is so good, but the little Miaomiao is still young and cannot produce corn. Now the little Miaomiao is like the little Shizi, and it is still a child. We want to give people time to grow up slowly, do you understand?"

"Um!"

Little Shizi focused on the key points, Wei Chi smiled and rubbed her head, patiently explained the corn growth cycle, and then spread some common sense of natural plant growth throughout it, and explained it to a few people in vivid and interesting language.

In modern times, these little knowledge are just the little knowledge in nature textbooks and biology textbooks. However, in ancient times, biological science and other things had not yet begun to be studied. The understanding of natural plants was limited. At this moment, listening to Wei Chi in simple and logical words, more than a few children, even adults like Yan Jiuling were fascinated by listening to it. It turned out that the flowers, plants and many other knowledge that can be seen in normal times. Yan Jiuling looked at Wei Chi a little more inexplicable.

Wei Chi didn't know that his boss looked at his gaze, and was still there passionately summarizing the words: "... Then this is better, all the three little princes can draw, right?"

"Of course (reach)"

The third little girl answered. Of course, Li Zhi, the little princess, looked at Wei Chi with a joking look, while Gao Yang's little loli had her head raised and a little proud, but the little princess had bright eyes and answered with a smile.

Wei Chi decided to ignore this small difference in character and said seriously: "It's good to do this. I will teach you to make observation records and take you to the cornfield more in the future."

Then, Wei Chi told Sanxiao what observation record was, so that Sanxiao could remember the appearance of the corn seedlings she saw today, went back to draw it, and wrote down the observation results.

When I was in junior high school, this activity really made him love and hate. What I like was the novelty and interesting process, and what I hated was the long process. There were a few young boys in junior high school who were patient, and they were the age of playing and making fun. There was no qualitativeness. If you made an observation record, of course, you only had three days of fishing and two days of drying the net. The result was conceivable.

"What is that?"

Walking on the ridge of the field, Princess Gaoyang, led by Wei Chi, suddenly pointed to the ditch next to her and asked, with curiosity on her face. Wei Chi looked down and saw that it was a tadpole. Wei Chi slapped her head and remembered the story of the tadpole looking for her mother that she promised to tell her. With the opportunity, she gave her another biology class.

"Wei Shaoqing, this tadpole turns into a frog, mysterious, no... I don't know whether it is true or false, I don't know where Wei Shaoqing looks or hears it?"

The person who spoke was a colleague from Sinong Temple, named Liu Fugui, who was about twenty-seven or eight years old. He usually didn't like to talk, but when Wei Chi set up a dragon gate formation with everyone, he would follow him silly and happy when he heard something funny. He was a very simple and honest person, not good at speaking, but he was diligent and very active in doing things. He was just a little bit silly and needed someone to give advice.

In Wei Chi's words, such people are perfect cannon fodder in modern government agencies, waiting to be stepped on by others. Fortunately, this was in ancient times, and Sinong Temple was a relatively simple government agency. Their boss, Zhengqing Yan Jiuling, has a good character, and only honest people can live well.

Wei Chi frowned and thought for a while, saying, "When I was overseas, I learned from books. During enlightenment education, there were two subjects, nature and biology, and what I taught was the basic knowledge of animals and plants. Does Lord Liu believe it? Haha, it doesn't matter. Lord Liu can also make an observation record, but you should pay attention to it. When the tadpoles turn into frogs, be careful of the frogs jumping all over the room, haha."

Wei Chi had a high school female classmate who learned to keep pets and picked tadpoles for raising them very strangely, but she was a little careless. When the tadpoles grew into frogs, she only remembered being happy and forgot to release them. As a result, the frog jumped into the bathtub. When she was taking a shower, she screamed in fear. She jumped out of the bathroom without even having time to put on her clothes. The room was running naked, which made her family laugh and cry. Wei Chi felt that she had the obligation to remind Liu Fugui of her children's shoes.

After Wei Chi instigated everyone's curiosity, all present today, including Prince Chengqian and his boss Yan Jiuling, actually made observation records. Li Zhi, Gao Yang and Yizi often followed Wei Chi's fields and ran around, calling it a corn observation record.

As for the tadpoles turning into frogs, Wei Chi directly found a big jar from the palace, grabbed a dozen tadpoles and raised them, and let them observe and record them as much as possible. Then he ignored them and forgot about this matter at all. Therefore, when the spring sowing guidance work was over and Wei Chi was able to rest at home for two days, Li Zhi, Gao Yang and Yizi came with the observation records he had made.

"This...what is this?"

Wei Chi was confused and looked at the three pieces of rice paper placed on the table. One picture on it was more distinctive than the other. The one on the little whisker was four black ink lines, a thick black line, with three strokes on the top. Li Zhi and Gao Yang, a typical Tang Dynasty painting method.

"Little Miaomiao!" Wei Zi smiled sweetly and cutely, and replied loudly. Wei Chi nodded without changing her face, touching her little head as an encouragement, and turned her eyes to Gaoyang Xiao Loli and Li Zhi Xiao Zhengtai.

"Corn seedlings!"

The two of them answered that they caused a second internal injury to Wei Chi again, and they suffered a severe blow in the chest, and they wanted to vomit blood.

Wei Chi didn't know how to draw. For the first time, he knew that Chinese paintings could also draw the characteristics of Impressionism and Abstraction. He didn't realize that these three children still have the potential to be painters.

Wei Chi's expression was very entangled. He frowned and worried for a while. He carefully considered the words and said, "Three...Three Your Highness, let's do research. The first element is rigor. This observation record must be realistic. Of course, the three of them are all very good, but should we draw in a different way? In addition, I wonder if the three of you have seals? If you don't mind, please stamp a seal on the painting, thank you."

Wei Chi smiled, with the kindest smile as kind as you should be, and the kindest you should be. In short, the purpose is to fool the three little sisters into stamping the painting.

Li Zhi and Gao Yang had seals, but they didn't bring them. Although Xiao Yizi had them, she was still in her female official's place, so she was not her turn to take charge of them. However, they agreed that they would definitely find the thing called seal when they went back, and they would cover as much as Wei Chi wanted. Wei Chi was fascinated.

Xie Jiu heard a twitching on the edge of his mouth. This person had an old problem again. Thinking of the calligraphy and paintings he collected, Xie Jiu was really a little amused and crying. Apart from admiring Wei Chi, he really couldn't find a second word to describe it.

"Mr. Wei, you cannot draw the observation records like this, so how should you draw them?"

After fooling him, Li Zhi asked very learningly. Gao Yang's little loli was sitting next to Xie Jiu, looking obedient and obedient, chatting with Xie Jiu and reading books. After becoming familiar with Xie Jiu, this little loli was no longer as shy as before. She could talk to Xie Jiu more naturally.

After Li Zhi asked this, Wei Chi was in a dilemma. This guy didn't know how to draw, and his skills remained at the standard of elementary art classes. He went to middle school and did not attend art classes. When Wei Chi was in a dilemma, Xie Jiu smiled and said, "I'll draw for the three high men."

Xie Jiu picked up the quill brush beside him and drew ink. Now that she has been using the quill brush for a long time, Wei Xie and others have become accustomed to it. The proficiency is as good as the fountain pen used in modern times. In one word, it is like an arm pointing, flexible and free. Xie Jiu drew a picture of the corn planted when they first came to the Tang Dynasty. She also went to see it, and she still remembers the corn seedlings.

After Xie Jiu finished painting, Wei Chi and others were dry, so he picked it up and showed it to Sanxiao, and asked seriously: "What is this?"

"Little Miaomiao!"

Li Zhi and Gao Yang were surprised to have O-shaped mouths, and Xiao Yizi opened her mouth and called out. Wei Chi quickly smiled and praised him: "That's right! The little princess Little Yizi is so smart, right."

Wei Chi said: "Drawing is an art. Everyone has different styles and can have different understandings of the same painting. However, what we do is to observe and record, focus on reality, and pay attention to realism and record the true appearance of the object of observation, not artistic nature. Therefore, what is necessary for the painting of observation record is to be true, do you understand?"

Li Zhi and Gao Yang nodded, Little Shizi was still confused, looking at Wei Chi with a confused face, and raised her hands high: "Little Shizi doesn't understand!"

Wei Chi touched her head lovingly and said with a smile: "That means, my wife wants to teach you how to draw."

Xie Jiu and Bai Weichi glanced at him, turned around and looked at the three children with a smile, feeling a hint of warmth and joy in his heart.
Chapter completed!