Han Wu didn't want to listen to Feng Han's storytelling, and he deceived the four-year-old child's trick, but he really regarded himself as the second in Lekan.

However, two minutes later, when he heard "Ten big characters engraved on it, 'Huaguo Mountain Blessed Land, Water Curtain Cave Cave Sky'", Han Wu's posture changed from lying down to lying down, so that he could hear it more clearly.

Han Shiqun is very erudite, so Han Wu was not short of stories to listen to when he was a child, "Romance of the Gods" was told many times by his father in different ways, it is also a very wonderful story, all kinds of mythological characters and magical magic weapons, demon beasts, but after all, it is a mythical story involving politics, and the macro background of dynasty change is not the type that little girls like.

And Journey to the West is different, starting with the story of a stone monkey king in the mountains, which seems relaxed and funny, and then apprenticed to Bodhi Ancestor, got the name of Wukong, learned seventy-two changes, somersault clouds, and were also painted and painted by Feng Han, children are like this, when listening to the treasure gourd, they want the omnipotent treasure gourd, and when they listen to Journey to the West, they want to have a somersault cloud that can follow the head 108,000 miles, Su Su smiled and said: "It's much faster than taking a plane!"

Feng Han believes that it won't be long before the status of the golden hoop stick will replace the somersault cloud in Su Su's heart.

Han Wu didn't think so naïve, she just wondered, is this a mythological novel? It turned out to be a monkey as the protagonist? Why didn't there be Nezha and Yang Jian people she was familiar with? It sounded like a logical and clear one, it must not be Feng Han's original, right?

Han Wu's suspicion was normal, but it didn't affect her to gradually become fascinated by this story, and soon talked about Sun Wukong entering the Dragon Palace to borrow the golden hoop stick, and sure enough, as he expected, Su Su called crazy for the golden hoop stick, not to mention her, even the sister on the top bunk felt that the golden hoop stick was good, well, very practical~

People can be sleepy, although the story is very good, Su Su was the first to stop the sleepy worm and lost consciousness first.

Seeing that there was no movement, Feng Han, who was already lying on his sister's bed, was also ready to withdraw.

Ran goose, Feng Han couldn't move, Su Su had been holding his hand just now, but I didn't expect the little girl's hand to be so strong, she couldn't break it!

Since this is the case, then I will sleep too, so Feng Han tilted his head and put his head against Su Su, a beautiful picture of brother and sister love.

Han Wu on the top bunk wondered, why didn't he continue to talk about it, the Dragon King complained to the Heavenly Court, what happened to the result? Did the Monkey King be destroyed by the Heavenly Soldiers?

Han Wu, who couldn't hear the movement, snooped, hey, Feng Han fell asleep!

But, but this is her room! Besides, halfway through the story, there is no follow-up, which is too undisciplined!

"Hey, Feng Han~" Han Wu shouted quietly, afraid of waking up her sister.

"Such a small voice, I must not be able to hear it~" Feng Han thought so, so he continued to sleep with peace of mind.

Han Wu couldn't stop Feng Han, so he simply put down his long legs and stepped on him.

"What about your kitten's milk, so hard~" Feng Han monologized in his heart, still refusing to wake up, he was thinking about what Han Wu would do next.

However, Han Wu just died down, but it was difficult to sleep after tossing and turning, first, he was still thinking about the plot, what will be the fate of Sun Wukong next.

And then there is a boy lying under him, although it is her younger brother, but this is the last, and in the summer, everyone is dressed relatively thinly, and the girl's sense of self-protection begins to trouble.

Han Wu's inner activity is intense, Feng Han is more hearted, after reading so much information on the Internet, his eyes have long been sore, his brain is also lacking, there is a soft and cute Su Su around him, and he can smell the body fragrance of Han Wu on the upper bunk from a distance, these are all hypnotic miracles.

After a night of purity, the sun hit Han Wu's face, she got off the bunk in a daze, and then kicked on Feng Han's palm.

"Ahh

"Hmm~"

Ah, Feng Han shouted, well.

Ah because it hurts, yes, Han Wu covered his mouth, "Don't shout, if you shout, I'll shout too, and when the time comes, see how many mouths you can speak clearly!"

What, have you washed your hands in the morning, Feng Han stuck out his tongue and licked it, well, clean, not salty.

"Hey, it's disgusting!" Han Wu let go of Feng Han in disgust.

This guy pretended to be ignorant, "Eh, why am I here? This is not my room!"

"You told a story yesterday, and you fell asleep while talking, and you forgot!"

"A little impressed. ”

"Do you remember where you spoke?"

"I don't know. ”

"Think about it later," Han Wu whispered, "Now, go back to your own room!"

Han Wu opened the door and made sure that there was no one outside, so he let Feng Han out, who would have thought, as soon as Feng Han stepped out, the door of the house opened, and Mei Fengchao came in from outside, still carrying breakfast, and his eyes were just looking at the sister and brother.

This is a scene that is easy to cause misunderstanding, my mother saw that she walked out of her sister's room who was not related by blood, who knows what she will make up in her brain, fortunately, Feng Han was witty, and one turned back to Han Wu and said, "Let's discuss it again, you just let me play with the computer for a while!"

Han Wu also reacted quickly, and the big white leg kicked directly on Feng Han's buttocks, rubbing his long hair and roaring, "I didn't sleep well last night, and you woke me up so early and didn't let me play!"

Mei Fengchao smiled and watched the sisters and brothers playing, Xiao Wu and Xiao Han didn't talk some time ago, how can they be like a family now.

After closing the door, Han Wu squatted and waited for Su Su to wake up, and then explained to her that he left after telling the story yesterday.

Su Su didn't know the follow-up plot at all, and thought, it was originally ah, strange, why did my sister emphasize it.

After dinner, Han Shiqun went to the magazine for a showdown, Mei Fengchao brushed the dishes and washed the dishes, and Han Wu leaned over, "Auntie, when Feng Han was a child, did you tell him the story of Sun Wukong?"

"Who is Monkey King?"

"A monkey is the story of Journey to the West. "Han Dance tips.

"What a boring story about a monkey going on a trip, I haven't heard of it. Mei Fengchao denied Han Wu's speculation that "Feng Han's stories were all heard from his mother".

"Didn't you tell the secret of the treasure gourd?" Han Wu was unwilling and asked again.

"No, you said this, Xiao Han said that he made it up himself," Mei Fengchao said curiously, "What, he made up a new story?"

Han Wu waved his hand, "It's nothing, it's okay." "I guess it was his grandmother or grandmother who told it.

"By the way, Xiao Wu, how is your story?" Mei Fengchao asked with a wink.

Han Wu shook his head: "The original comic is really difficult, and now it's a little bit unprogressive, I'm embarrassed to submit it." ”

"No, I still want to see a comic of my son as the male protagonist!"

Han Wu rolled her eyes weakly, "You still want to watch a real person~"

At this time, Feng Han Zhenren had already occupied the computer, oh my God, Li Bai was gone, Du Fu was gone, and there were only a few Tang Dynasty poets he was familiar with, Wang Luluo, and even Yang Jiong was gone to the butterfly fan.

Among them, Wang Bo's fate has changed significantly, and he has lived for so long, with his "Luoxia and the lonely bird fly together, the autumn water grows together in the sky", "the sea memory confidant, the end of the world is next to each other" peerless talent, and the back is to create countless masterpieces, the status is far higher than the other two masters, even if there are still poetry talents in the Tang Dynasty, but Wang Boqicai is still known as the first in the Tang Dynasty, and now in the textbooks of junior high school, his sense of existence is unshakable, and the hatred value is comparable to Mr. Zhou.

It's just a pity that Li Du and the two of them are estimated to lose when hundreds of millions of people are running, no, maybe they didn't qualify for the competition at all~~~