This dragon cub is touching porcelain again

The dragon cub, who was drinking cold water in the kitchen, immediately wiped his mouth when he heard the sound, and flew out with a roar.

Seeing that Ye Lan was pushing the bicycle and getting ready to leave, he hurriedly and consciously fell on the handlebar, then grabbed the handlebar with his claws, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "Ye Ye, I've caught it, let's go."

Ye Lan nodded, got on the bike, took the box and a little dragon cub to the town.

The name of the town is nice, Crescent Town.The folk customs are simple and the scenery is beautiful, and the tourism industry is slowly developing in recent years.

Ye Lan also has his own small booth here. He parked his bicycle, hugged the big box, and took off the pony tie tied to the box. After putting them all on the booth, he began to skillfully open it. Box, lay out the contents inside.

The dragon cub is small, squatting on the booth, it can be easily covered by a small gadget.

After packing up, Ye Lan sat on the pony saddle, took out a junior high school English vocabulary book with yellowed paper from her pocket, and began to look at the stall while reciting it.

"Ye Ye, what are you mumbling about?"

The dragon cub listened to it for a long time, but didn't understand a single word, only felt that he was muttering indiscriminately.

Ye Lan handed him the vocabulary book: "This is English. After the summer vacation, I will go to high school, so I want to review my previous knowledge."

He had a hard time learning English. The phonetic symbols of these words in junior high school were taught by brother Ling Jing who often came to see him. Brother Ling Jing originally planned to pick him up, but he didn't agree.

Although he was thrown away by his parents, Ye Lan thought to himself, what if his parents didn't throw him away on purpose.

If he stays here, maybe he can wait for his parents.

This time in high school, Ye Lan knew that brother Ling Jing was there to help.

He took back the vocabulary book he showed to the dragon cub, and continued to memorize it seriously.

Brother Ling Jing gave him the opportunity to go to school, he will try to seize this opportunity, study hard, be admitted to university in the future, and become a civil servant who can have a solid job!

When the time comes, he will definitely repay those who have treated him well.

"English... high school."

The illiterate dragon cub was confused when he heard it, so he flew to Ye Lan's shoulder, saw his back was working hard, couldn't hold back, and poked him with his small claw.

"Ye Ye, I want to recite too."

When Ye Lan heard this, she glanced at him: "This is very difficult, you are still young, you can't carry it on your back."

The dragon cub sullenly, was aroused by Ye Lan's negation: "I am the most intelligent and talented prince of the Dragon Clan, just this thing, huh, I can't carry it on my back!"

The arrogance he said, especially the "heh" in the middle two, made Yelan, a scum in English primary school, feel offended.

"Okay, anyway, I have persuaded you, don't cry if you can't recite later."

After Ye Lan stared at him, she turned to the words on the first page, and then, without teaching the phonetic symbols, she directly taught the pronunciation of the words.

"Abandon, Abandon give up."

He read a word twice without any pause in his voice, and read directly for several pages.

After reading, someone just happened to be walking towards his small stall. Out of the corner of his eye, Ye Lan saw it, and immediately stuffed the dragon cub into the vocabulary book, then "slapped" the book and put it behind his butt.

"You watch it quietly by yourself, don't let others see, I will ask you later."

After Ye Lan gave her instructions in a low voice, she didn't even look at the dragon cub whose head was buzzing after being slapped, only showed a smiling face, and obediently greeted Aunt Wang who came to the stall.

"Auntie, what do you want to buy?"

Ye Lan's stall has food as well as some handmade daily necessities, and he basically puts whatever he wants.

Aunt Wang is a frequent visitor to the small street stall. She glanced at the things on display today, and then she chose: "I want two small baskets, which are just right, and they are used when shopping for vegetables. I also want your two pockets of chicken cakes. I want them all, my little grandson loves to eat them.”

Hearing this, Ye Lan swiftly put the chicken cake into a basket and handed it to her.

"Auntie, do you still use plastic bags?" He asked.

Aunt Wang shook her head: "No, this little basket is just right."

Ye Lan nodded and began to settle the accounts: "The basket costs 5 yuan each, and the chicken cake costs 24 yuan each. The total is 20 yuan. Auntie, just give me [-] yuan."

Aunt Wang lifted the basket to her wrist and gave him money: "It's not easy for you to do this by yourself. I can take advantage of someone else. I can't take advantage of you, a child."

Fearing that Ye Lanfei would be wiped out, Aunt Wang specially gave a twenty's card, and four steel balls.

Ye Lan couldn't refuse, she licked her dimples, and smiled sweetly at Aunt Wang: "Thank you, Auntie."

Seeing his small appearance, Aunt Wang was very surprised.

But no matter how rare it is, it can't be his own grandson.

Watching Aunt Wang leave, Ye Lan folded the money she received and put it in the small cloth bag she sewed.

The small cloth bag was sewed very firmly by him, and Ye Lan felt at ease when the money was put in it.

People came over one after another, all from the town, and Ye Lan, who had set up a street stall for several years, knew them all.

Those people squatted down to pick up things, Ye Lan didn't bring much, and they sold for seven or eight in a short time.

The dragon cub squatted on the word book and was blocked by the pony.

While listening to Ye Lan's conversation with others, he flipped the pages of the book with his claws.

There are phonetic symbols behind the words. The dragon cub recalled the pronunciation of the words, and then looked at those phonetic symbols, and there was a dark meaning in the cold eyes of the dragon...

It's been a long time.

Finally, there were no more people coming to the small stall, Ye Lan stretched out her hand, and took out the dragon cub and vocabulary book from behind her buttocks.

"How is your back?"

Ye Lan finished the question bluntly, and added: "Don't worry, if you can't memorize it, I won't laugh at you."

Weird.

Ye Lan has already planned for this arrogant and tugging little dragon cub, and when he hangs his head in frustration and says he can't recite it, she will laugh at him severely!

The dragon cub folded its claws and stepped on the word book under the claws.

He hummed coldly: "Ask any question, I can recite all the words on the first ten pages."

There are not many words in the book, only the size of a palm, and the dragon cub only has time to turn ten pages.

Ye Lan: "..."

Ye Lan narrowed her eyes, the dragon cub still refused to admit it.

He pulled out the vocabulary book from under the pair of little claws, deliberately disordered the order, and asked, "Exciting, inspiring, how do you read it?"

"Exciting!"

The dragon cub was about to read the pronunciation, but he couldn't spell the letters. Ye Lan only taught how to recognize Chinese characters, but not how to recognize letters.

He thought for a while, and found a small stick nearby, and drew the string of letters on the ground.

Ye Lan was stunned.

He looked at the word book, and at the cub holding the stick with his paws, with a proud expression, he felt a little unrealistic.

"Doctor, how do you read it?"

"Doctor!"

After the dragon cub finished reading, he continued to spell on the ground.

Ye Lan didn't believe in evil, and read a lot more.

In the end, the dragon cub, who spelled everything accurately, sat down on the ground and answered all the answers, but his expression was not proud.

In his deep and cold-looking dragon pupils, at this moment, it is obvious that they are about to be filled with tears.

"Ye Ye."

He interrupted Ye Lan who was holding the vocabulary book, tremblingly raised his paw——

"I can't write anymore, my claws hurt."

Ye Lan: "..."

Seeing him not moving, the dragon cub trembled more and more, as if he was enduring a huge grievance.

"If you want Ye Ye to kiss you, it won't hurt."