Chapter 349: Picture Book of Seven-Colored Flowers

In the hot summer, there are not many pedestrians on the street, it seems a little quiet, only the cheering and chirping Zhili is still full of energy.

In this quiet time when everyone prefers to sleep at home at noon, footsteps pass through the shade of trees and alleys, pushing away the fence and the yard covered by lush dog's tail grass.

"Grandma Kavra, we're here to find you." Four seven- or eight-year-old children walked into the yard with messy footsteps.

This yard in a corner of the city used to belong to an abandoned nursery. Now an old man lives there. Because she is very kind and can tell a lot of stories, the children nearby like to come and play.

In one corner of the small courtyard is a small hut, with white and sage-yellow stones put together to form the walls, with a wooden beamed roof above.

Because the old man is old, the yard has not been taken care of very much. Except for the dirt and a few slates on the path that he often walks, other places are covered with dog's tail grass, and occasionally a few light yellow chrysanthemums and Dandelion, such a small flower is always tenacious.

After a few came in, they went straight to the hut, but when they arrived at the house, they became quiet again, quietly opened the door, and looked around, looking for the familiar grandmother.

Unfortunately, the familiar old man was not found in the front room.

Just as they were scratching their heads and scratching their heads, a slight cat meow attracted their attention.

Following the cat's meow, several people came to the back of the hut, and finally found the old grandmother sitting in the reclining chair under the eaves.

Because it is backlit, and there is a large loquat tree in the afternoon, which provides a comfortable shade, the breeze blows, which is very comfortable.

"Grandma Kavra is asleep."

Several people looked at the old grandma who was taking a nap with her eyes closed in the reclining chair, and found that it was a tabby cat in grandma's arms who made the sound just now.

Even in summer, this three-colored tabby cat still refused to leave the familiar position. After seeing a few children, he raised his head alertly, then lay down leisurely and stretched.

"Meow~"

"It's Huahua, she called it just now." A little girl among the four wanted to hug the lazy cat, but the cat avoided it.

Jumping off the knee of the old man, the tabby cat moved its body, jumped up the loquat tree next to it, and then flipped over to the outside of the wall along the branches. Seeing its familiar appearance, it was not the first time it had done so.

"Huahua ran out to play again, and grandma will be looking for it again later." Several children discussed.

"Why don't you take Huahua back and give it to Grandma Kavra, so she can tell us the story." A child suggested.

"It seems possible."

"But it's very hot. I ran over and didn't want to move anymore." A little fat man next to him panted and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It's all your fault for not exercising. The teachers and sisters in the nursery have told you several times."

"No, it's not. In fact, I have also exercised, but I can't. It's easy to gain weight. My mother said that this is an easy-to-fat physique and can't be changed."

"Okay, okay, I won't listen to your strange reason." The girl on the side waved her hand indifferently.

Several people chatted again, although they were thinking about going to find the cat, but looking at the dazzling sunshine outside, they really couldn't move their feet.

In the sound of this little sparrow, the old man beside him gradually woke up from his nap.

The silver-haired old man slowly sat up, looked at the children beside him, showed a kind smile, and didn't seem angry to be woken up.

"Grandma Kavra is awake."

Seeing the trembling old man sitting up, several children hurried up to support him, and then said their intentions a little ashamed.

"I'm disturbing grandma."

"It's nothing, you are here today to listen to the story."

Looking at these familiar children, the old man shook his head to show he didn't care, and then guessed their intentions.

"Yes." Hearing the old man take the initiative to speak, several children nodded happily, and then gathered around the grandma.

"Okay, okay, it's okay to tell stories, but you all sit on the slate under the eaves first." Surrounded by a few noisy children, the old man skillfully calmed them down.

"Hmm." The children sat obediently under the shady roof, while the grandmother slowly turned the reclining chair around.

Her kind and soothing voice slowly opened.

"Where did we talk about last time..."

"Speaking of the blue flowers of the witch in the woods."

"There are also picture books. I remember that the paintings in that book are very beautiful."

"Oh, yes, it's a picture book, um, a picture book." The grandma seemed to be thinking of something.

"I remember it was in the bedside cabinet. Can you help me take it down, be careful not to break other things."

"No problem, wrap it on us." A few children happily ran into the house, and after a while, they ran out with the picture book with the yellowed casing.

The picture book in the thick cardboard case has worn out the edges and corners, revealing rough hard paper. The cover of the picture book has also been faded and dirty due to time. It can be seen that this book is at least ten years old. longer.

"Yes, it's this book." The grandmother stroked the familiar bookcase. Although she could no longer see the pictures in the picture book without glasses, with years of familiarity, even the simple colors could distinguish each content of one page.

"We continue to tell 'the story of the witch in the woods and the seven-colored flowers.'"

"Today is also the seven

The last one in the story, 'Forget-me-not's sincere apology'. "

"A long time ago, there was a girl who liked to read books very much. She often stayed in her house and read books and rarely went out."

With that said, the grandma turned over a page in the picture book, revealing the picture in it. Against the background of the large bookcase, a girl like a doll sat on the ground and flipped through the book, with books of varying heights piled beside her.

"However, there are occasionally people who come to see her. They are her rare good friends."

Another page was opened, and the doll girl was spinning in circles with several equally cute girls, but the doll girl was the smallest, and everyone smiled at her.

"She likes books, she likes these friends very much, and she will give her favorite books to friends because that's how she expresses her liking."

In the quiet hut, the doll girl carefully selected her favorite books, wrapped them in bows, and wrote the names of their friends.

"She thought that this kind of friendship would last forever, but one day she quarreled with her friend Xiao Tao."

In the big room, several friends stood on both sides, watching the two people in the middle quarrel, some wanted to persuade, and some were also very angry.

"After that, Xiao Tao, who quarreled, left here forever."

In the picture book, a girl with a wizard hat sits on a broom and flies into the sky.

"After that, the girl continued to read in the house again, but this time no friends came to see her."

"Although she reads books as usual, she occasionally starts to be in a daze and looks at the stars outside the window at night."

In the quiet hut, the doll-like girl sat by the orange lantern and looked at the five-pointed stars outside the window.

"She regrets it." Several children said their opinions.

"I regret it too, it's boring to be alone."

"Do you want to apologize?"

"However, the friend who left never came back." Grandma Kavra continued.

"So, pay attention to quarrels, you may really lose the friend in front of you, and you can't get it back." The grandmother did not forget to tell the children the truth in fairy tales.

"Hey, isn't this a fairy tale? Let her go to Miss Witch. Miss Witch is very powerful. She must be able to do it. She has helped many people before, such as the brave boy who lost his way in the forest to save his sister."

"Before it's time for Miss Witch to appear, let's listen first." The grandmother smiled kindly and continued to turn the page of the picture book.

"After she spent a long time alone, someone finally came to the house where she lived. It turned out that this person was Xiaosha, a friend who used to play with Xiaotao."

"Xiaosha said that she hates her very much. Because of her, she can't find Xiaotao now."

"The girl was very flustered and didn't know how to answer. She couldn't even hold the book, and the angry Xiaosha pushed the girl to the corner step by step."

"At this time, the neighbor next door to the girl finally heard it, and she came over to stop the two."

"But Xiaosha was still angry, so she told the girl that she wanted to make her regret it."

"After that, Xiaosha disappeared, until a few days later, Xiaoying, a mutual friend of Xiaosha and Xiaotao, came to tell the girl about it."

"'Why can't you still read books in the room so safely?' Xiaoying questioned the girl."

"Well, I feel like the girl is very innocent."

"Why didn't she explain?"

"But I think Xiao Tao and Xiao Sha are also very pitiful."

"The girl just told the truth. It turned out that she quarreled with Xiaotao that day because she saw Xiaotao doing a very dangerous experiment, so she told the adults about it."

"Xiao Tao's test props were confiscated, so sad, she left here."

"The girl read a lot of books, and the knowledge and reason in the books told her that Xiao Tao was wrong, and asked her to apologize for the right thing. She felt that it was wrong."

"So, what would you do if you were girls?" Grandma Kavra continued to ask.

The boy leaned against the wall behind him and replied easily: "I'll apologize if I change it. Friends are the most important things in the book. Didn't grandma say it before, friendship is gone when it's lost."

"However, the girl did the right thing. It's too wrong to apologize like this." Another child said hesitantly.

"That's right, it's obviously not my fault, why should I apologize, hum, it's fine if you don't have any friends, just make another one."

"What do you think of Grandma Kavra? I don't think the answers from both sides are very good."

"It's like this, so the sad girl and Xiaoying found the witch in the forest together." The grandmother continued to turn to the next page of the picture book.

The two people in the picture book turned their backs to each other, walking slowly on the path, and at the end of the path there was a hut half-covered by trees.

"Just like that, Miss Witch received the two of them and listened to what they had to say."

In the painting, a silver-haired lady witch sits in the middle of the round table, puts out five-color candies on the table, and entertains the two who arrive.

"It turns out that this is the case. Miss Witch nodded after listening to it, and soon came up with a solution."

"How will it be solved, curious." The children chirped.

"Isn't it the kind of answer that you are right to me, right? I'm tired of hearing it."

Grandma continued with a smile: "Miss Witch pointed out the source of the problem between the two, but it was because the girl thought it was 'right', not the real right.

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"Do you also have such a time, the adults always say some correct words to encourage you."

"Study hard, exercise, and be positive."

"Yes, yes, Grandma Kavra said it so sweetly, that's it, I'm so annoying to them."

"Although it is for our own good, it is always unhappy."

"I didn't want to hear it for a long time."

"The truth in the book, the objective laws, are always so clear that people think this is the truth, but it's not like this."

"Put yourself in the environment you are in to really decide what is right and what is wrong. It's just that this way of distinguishing will be more tiring, so people generally don't use it."

"However, if it is an important and crucial matter, it must be thought in this way."

"Did the doll girl ask Xiao Tao why she had to do that? Can she handle the problem with her? Is there a way to work together? Is Xiao Tao really doing something bad?"

"Unfortunately, the girl did not do that, because the knowledge in the book is so clear and clear, it objectively tells the doll girl that such experiments are dangerous and must be stopped."

"You have to study hard, because this is related to future achievements, whether you can get more wealth and recognition."

"However, if one day, you fainted while studying and woke up and found yourself extremely weak, should you consider seeing a doctor at this time, and then tell the adults about your discomfort and fear."

"Mom and Dad asked you to give your favorite toy to others, whether you want to be obedient, or follow your heart, express your reluctance, hug it tightly, and endure the accusations of adults and the jokes of others."

"You see people crying for help in the water, but you can't swim. At this time, you are forced to jump down due to morality and education, or you should quickly think of other ways to rescue, even if you will be scolded for it."

"Following the knowledge in the book is simple, convenient, lazy, blameless, and morally protected."

"When you face the real reality and complex environment, do you have the courage to do the real right thing?"

"After Miss Witch finished explaining, she picked the last flower from the flowerpot at the back of the house, which was the blue forget-me-not."

"So, the last wish of the seven-colored flowers was also fulfilled, and Xiao Tao and Xiao Sha, who had left before, returned to the doll girl again."

"This time, she sincerely apologized to the two of them, and several of them also forgave the girl."

"Finally, they held hands and turned around on the grass again, and this time Xiao Tao and the doll girl said that they would take the girl to many places, and don't leave her alone in the house reading books."

"The girl smiled and agreed, and then replied, 'Occasionally, let me go home too, because that's my favorite house with my favorite books, and I also hope my favorite friends can read books together. .'"

"In this way, the story of the witch in the forest and the seven-colored flowers is finished. Which one do you like the most?"

Grandma Kavra slowly closed the picture book in her hand. Even though she had told this story many times, she still never got tired of it. Just like that rainy night, the girl who reached out to her is so nostalgic. and timeless.