The growth system comes at the age of 30

Chapter 3: The Holy Body of the Innate Dad
The message came from my old classmate Liang Cheng.

Chen Jingle's first reaction was how could the other party have time to invite him to go out and play, and when he saw the date -

"Oh, so today is a non-working day."

Confused by sleep.

As a full-time homebody, I really have no concept of time.

I was about to reply “No, I need to study”, but then I thought that was too pretentious, so I deleted it.

After thinking for a while, I asked the system: "What course is next?"

【Next is the practical class. 】

"practice?"

Chen Jingle recalled the contents of the practical courses that the system had just introduced and raised his eyebrows.

Reply to Liang Cheng: "What's the matter?"

"No, I just wanted to invite you out for some milk tea and a casual chat."

"I have something to do today and can't leave. How about you come to my house? I made watermelon and honey lemon tea, as well as various snacks."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Wait for me for ten minutes. I'll be there soon."

"OK!"

Chen Jingle sent the location and put away his phone.

【It's time for practice. Smart babies need to learn theoretical knowledge, but they also need hands-on practice. Please choose one of the four compulsory courses: cooking, planting, breeding, and health care to start learning. The time limit is one hour. Baby, you can do it, right? 】

It must be possible!

“I choose planting.”

Chen Jingle did not hesitate.

He chose planting not because he is a farmer who knows how to farm, but because he has planted a lot of flowers in the yard in the past six months. He feels that he has some experience in planting and is not completely ignorant.

At the same time, I want to see what the difference is between this practical class and the theoretical knowledge course just now.

I took out a pair of scissors from the tool bucket and planned to prune the branches of several bougainvillea trees in the yard to make them look more beautiful.

Growing flowers has always been 70% dependent on care and 30% on pruning.

Take the bougainvillea planted in the corner as an example. Allowing it to grow wildly in the early stage may seem like a good idea as it can produce as many branches as possible. The problem is that the branches become messy and give you a headache in the later stage.

As a result, when the strong wind came, it was blown into pieces.

If good management had been done in the early stages, this wouldn't have happened.

Fortunately, it is not too late.

……

Chen Jingle is not a professional, and even among amateurs, he is at an average level.

however,
When he put on his straw hat and stood in front of the flower pot with scissors in hand, he was surprised to find that there seemed to be some more knowledge in his mind that he had never learned before, and he realized more clearly than before where to start.

"Oh my god, is this possible?!"

This feeling is like turning on an auxiliary tool, it's amazing!
It’s like a big boss teaching you how to operate it step by step, no, it’s more like being possessed!
hiss~
I just don't know how well this effect can be maintained after the practical class is over.

At this moment, Chen Jingle wanted to shout: "I love studying! I love studying!"

What are you waiting for? Start cutting it right away!

Start with a small pot.

In his opinion, those potted seedlings, which had been well-trimmed and quite beautiful, were further enhanced in appearance after some simple operations.

Previously it could only be considered as planting, but now it can be considered as raising, and can be called bonsai.

"If it can have a similar effect on any plant, then the system is really invincible!" Chen Jingle exclaimed.

However, if you want to grow similar potted flowers into old stumps, you still have to work hard.

Drop~drop~
While I was cutting, a vintage silver Volkswagen Bora stopped outside the door.

The car window was lowered, revealing Liang Cheng's face, which was wearing glasses and looked gentle, fair and slightly plump.

"What is this for?"

"I'm cutting flowers. Can't you see me?" Chen Jingle showed the scissors in his hand.

"Hey~ Is this what you mean by being unable to leave? You really have the leisure time."

"That's only part of it. There are other things to do. Why are you driving a four-wheeler on such a short distance? Forget it. Let's get in first."

Chen Jingle opened the gate and let the car in. Liang Cheng parked the car, got out, and then stuck out his big butt and carried a little girl out from the back seat.

The little girl was still dazed at first, but when she saw Chen Jingle, she giggled and reached out to hug him, as if she didn't want to stay in her father's arms for even a second longer.

Chen Jingle's face darkened when he saw this: "No, why did you bring her here?"

Liang Mingyue, the daughter of Liang Cheng, just turned one year old.

The key is that he is a clingy little guy, the kind that is hard to get rid of.

Liang Cheng was helpless: "I'm taking care of the baby today, I can't just leave her at home, right?"

"Where are Mr. Zhong and Auntie?"

"I have class today. The students she teaches will be promoted to the third grade this year. My mother went back to the countryside for something and will be back tomorrow."

Chen Jingle rolled his eyes: "Then you should stay at home and take good care of your kids. Why are you wandering around here?"

"Mingyue doesn't want to stay at home, she wants to go out and play!"

"Haha, I believe you!"

"Oh, no more talking, just help me hold it, I'm so tired."

"…This is your daughter! And you only held her for a few seconds?"

Chen Jingle said unhappily.

Having said that, he threw the scissors and gloves aside and picked up the little girl in his arms.

Xiao Mingyue, who was jumping around in her father's arms, lay quietly once she was in Chen Jingle's arms.

Look!
This is the calmness of the holy body of the innate nanny.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter where he goes, from beautiful girls about to become adults to newborn babies who have not yet opened their eyes, Chen Jingle is always the most popular among children.

30 years old, 25 years of experience in raising children.

Although this is of no use.

He doesn't plan to be a confinement nanny.

……

"It has to be you."

After throwing the baby to Chen Jingle, Liang Cheng felt relieved and even a little gloating.

Turning around, he admired the trimmed bougainvillea potted plants: "I didn't expect you had such a talent."

"That's right. I'll give you two pots. Didn't your new house just get renovated? You can use them to absorb the formaldehyde."

"That's so embarrassing."

"Hey, this thing is not expensive. As long as you have one, you can plant it anywhere. It just takes a little more effort to grow it to look good."

Chen Jingle felt like laughing when he thought about how many northern netizens would actually spend hundreds or even thousands of dollars to buy such a thing, or to grow seedlings from cuttings.

He bought the bare seedlings at two yuan each.

Of course, if you don’t want to spend either of these two dollars, you can also see if there are any green belts and grab some.

It’s just not recommended, after all, we are all good citizens.

"Come on, little Mingyue, whichever pot you like, uncle will give it to you." Chen Jingle changed his posture and picked up the child.

Oh, the little girl is so cute.

He was thinking whether he should have a little yellow-haired boy in the future to eat up the cabbage and make Liang Cheng, that bastard, mad to death.

The little girl looked around and pointed: "Well, yes, yes..."

I'm just learning to speak and my speech is unclear.

Looking in the direction she pointed, Chen Jingle's face darkened: "This one is planted in the ground, I can't dig it up for you, change it to another pot."

Liang Cheng laughed out loud.

Finally, Chen Jingle picked out a pot of Zhanghongying and a pot of double-petaled red, both of which had a lot of flowers in bloom.

Bougainvillea is easy to grow and will not die even if you don’t water it for half a month.

"Tell me, how are you doing lately?"

Liang Cheng was sitting on a recliner, enjoying the fan and eating watermelon, without even bothering to feed his daughter.

(End of this chapter)