Chapter 1789: Are grapes in early summer really sweet?
Early summer in North Vietnam came very early this year. The leaves were green and the sun was shining with scorching rays, as if it was going to melt everything.
There were no classes at the Chinese Academy of Sciences today, so Gongyu Baozhu made an appointment with Bo Zili and took him to his father's ancestral temple to enjoy the cool air.
Bo Zili has been here several times, but this time, it was the first time he took a serious look.
The main hall of the Shengci Temple is dedicated to Taishu Zhenren.
Bo Zili refused to enter the door. He just glanced at the door and sneered: "Eat so much incense."
Gong Yu Baozhu pulled him to the backyard, there was a main hall there, inside the mud of Gong Yufei.
Compared with the main hall of Master Taishu, there are obviously more seasonal fruits on the table in front of the statue of Gong Yufei.
There are thick incense sticks in the black cauldron on the floor. Compared with the main hall, this place is more lively.
The main reason is that everyone knows that the national master is a god in this world, and his reputation has long surpassed that of Taishu Zhenren back then, so they pray for him to be more effective.
Bo Zili pursed his thin lips, put his hands up in boredom and asked, "What's so fun about this?"
Gong Yu Baozhu waved his little hand, his eyes round and bright: "Follow me!"
She walked through an inconspicuous flower door in the corner with her little feet.
Bo Zili followed. Unexpectedly, behind the hanging flower door, there was an ordinary small courtyard.
Different from the solemnity in front, there are five grape trellises planted here.
It seems like someone takes care of it every day.
Male Feather Baozhu dragged a small stool and stepped on it in an attempt to pick a green grape. However, due to his limited height and short legs, no matter how hard he tried, it was in vain!
A slender white hand reached over her head, easily picked a few grapes, and placed them in the palm of her pink hand.
Gongyu Baozhu blinked and handed one to Bo Zili with a smile: "Thank you, brother~" Bo Zili looked flat, as if he found this place a bit boring: "I built a few grape trellises in the Shengci Temple. This is not like Gong Yufei's style. .”
Gongyu Baozhu was carefully peeling the grapes. She said delicately with a pink face: "Dad planted it for me. When I was a child, I liked coming here to talk to his statue and the statue of Grandpa Tian."
"Dad was afraid that I would get hungry from playing, so he planted a grape trellis here. In winter, sweet potatoes can be dug out of the fields over there and let the abbot uncle roast them for me to eat. They are so delicious!"
Bo Zili raised his eyebrows.
After hearing this, Gong Yufei could do it for his daughter.
Over there, Male Feather Baozhu put the peeled grapes into his mouth, with a happy smile on his little face: "It's so sweet, come brother, I'll give you one to taste!"
She ran in front of Bo Zili and stomped her feet.
Bo Zili was suspicious: "Are grapes in early summer really sweet?"
Gongyu Baozhu nodded firmly: "Of course, this grape was cast by my father. It is different from other varieties. I have eaten it. Can I still lie to you? Try it!"
Only then did Bo Zili lean down and bite the grape held in her little fingertips into his mouth.
He tasted it for a moment and suddenly frowned with soreness.
Seeing that his little idea succeeded, Gongyu Baozhu chuckled: "Brother is so stupid. I believe this. I was so upset just now, but I held back and didn't let you see it!"
He actually let this little guy fool around!
Bo Zili's eyes darkened for a moment, then he suddenly reached out and hugged Gong Yu Baozhu, then picked up a grape from her little palm and stuffed it into her mouth.
Male Feather Orb was unprepared and accidentally bit the grape. The sour juice bloomed on his tongue in an instant, so sour that it felt like Tianling Gai.
(End of chapter)