Ding Yan won Gongsun Xiao in the Flying Flower Order, and was ready to compete with Xue Lingyun for a quick Flying Flower Order. The theme is the word of the month. They also increased the difficulty, and the sentences of the same poem could not be repeated. All the poems I just said can no longer be used, and if you say it, you will lose. Like what kind of spring river flower moonlit night, I don't know how many sentences with the moon, so I can't play.

"The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. Ding Yan began.

"Life is like a dream, and one is still in the moon. Xue Lingyun first said some mainstream poems, trying to make the other party unable to answer.

But Ding Yan didn't think about it, and continued: "Stop and sit in love with the maple forest at night, and the frost leaves are red in February. ”

Xue Lingyun still has a way: "Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon." ”

"Thirty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. "Ding Yan is very smooth.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Xue Lingyun was still calm. She is very familiar with the poems of the poet fairy Li Bai.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. Ding Yan also has the same strategy, first occupying the particularly mainstream poems, in this poem, there are too many sentences with the moon.

"The high wind roared in August and autumn, rolling up the triple thatch on my house. Xue Lingyun is also very familiar with the poems of the poet Saint Du Fu.

"The bright moon is not frightening, and the breeze is chirping cicadas in the middle of the night. Ding Yanjing said the poetry of the Song Dynasty.

"The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. "Xue Lingyun dominates Tang poetry.

"Will hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf. Ding Yan didn't think twice.

The two kept brushing poems at this fast pace, but in the end, Xue Lingyun's poetry library dried up, and unfortunately lost.

She was extremely surprised: "Ding Mu, how did your son educate him, why do you have so many poems." ”

"You have to ask himself, I didn't teach him. "Ding Mu has already prepared a meal over there and is serving it out.

Ding Yan smiled proudly: "Actually, it's nothing, I just memorized a manual, which seems to be called "Young People Must Read Ancient Poetry Handbook", which has a total of 620 poems. ”

"No, it's not that simple. Xue Lingyun is a medical student and has a deep study of brain science, she said to Ding Yan, "It's not difficult to memorize, as long as you master the method and spend some time, you can memorize it, the key is that your memory extraction speed is too fast, it's not like such a big child." How proficient you have to be in poetry to do this? ”

Ding Mu said: "Children, unlike adults, rote memorization is not the same as what is memorized by method. Like him, it's pure rote memorization, and of course the extraction speed is fast. ”

"Memorize it by rote......," Xue Lingyun really didn't expect, "Has this kid's IQ been tested?" I suspect it will be above 300. ”

"It's amazing. Gongsun Xiao also praised.

Ding Mu shook his head and said, "For me, this is not necessarily a good thing. ”

"Is the child smart?" Gongsun Xiao went to help serve the dishes.

Ding Mu said: "Those who are talented in later generations are the most vulnerable. If so, the father and brother should be worried, not happy. It is necessary to always add a simple bundle, so that you are familiar with the scriptures, and you should be generous and courteous, and do not let you wander with the superficial. For more than ten years, the ambition has become its own. ”

"You're still in a set. But it's right to have this insight. Xue Lingyun thought about it for a while, and said emphatically, "It makes sense, if a smart person wants to learn badly and do bad things, it is the most terrifying." Ding Yan, you can't do bad things, don't play with bad boys. ”

Ding Yan looked at Xue Lingyun with innocent eyes, and said with a smile: "Aunt Ling, can I come to play with you often in the future?"

"Yes. Xue Lingyun suddenly felt that this child's eyes were extremely clear, and it seemed to coincide with Ding Mu at a certain moment, but he was just a very cute child.

Ding Mu said: "Come on, come on, let's eat first, and taste my craft." I have a soup for these four dishes, called Diet Men and Women. ”

"Where does the allusion come from?" Xue Lingyun, a young woman in literature and art, must use literary and artistic methods to coax.

Ding Mu said: "These four dishes are all from movies." I don't have enough time, so I can only make these four side dishes, Jiangnan pork ribs, crab meat and choy sum, green beans and shrimp, and shredded chicken with five willows. ”

"Sure enough, you're already a father. Of course Xue Lingyun has seen that movie with some literary art, "These are four small dishes that attract the envy of classmates." And what is this soup?"

Xue Lingyun, Gongsun Xiao, and Ding Yan were all studying this soup. There are dozens of red cherries floating in the turquoise clear soup, and there are seven or eight pink petals floating, the bottom is lined with tender bamboo shoots, red, white and green are shining, bright and dazzling, the soup is full of the fragrance of lotus leaves, I think this clear soup is made of lotus leaves.

"Drinking soup before eating is better than prescribing medicine. Ding Mu said, "Taste it first, and then guess the name of this soup." ”

After saying that, Ding Mu used a big spoon to fill a bowl for everyone.

Gongsun Xiao looked at the color in the bowl and said with a smile: "This bowl of lotus leaf bamboo shoots and cherry soup is so beautiful, I am a little reluctant to eat it." ”

Xue Lingyun picked up a spoon and scooped a cherry, put it in his mouth and tasted it, smacked the taste, and was surprised, and then ate two more, and said uncertainly: "The clarity of lotus leaves, the freshness of bamboo shoots, and the sweetness of cherries, needless to say, the cherry pit has been cut out, and there is something sour and spicy embedded in it, but I can't taste what it is." ”

After speaking, she pondered it repeatedly, closed her eyes and tasted the taste, and said uncertainly: "Is it an orange?

When he opened his eyes, Ding Mu had already put a thumb in front of her eyes.

"Cow. I admire you. Ding Mu said, "This has been tasted, and the name of the soup is not difficult to guess." ”

Xue Lingyun pondered: "What is the name of this bowl of lotus leaf bamboo shoots and cherry turtle dove soup?"

Ding Mu reminded: "You have to pay attention to the details, there are more than these ingredients. Just think about the ingredients. ”

Xue Lingyun looked at it, there were still some petals in this soup, and he blessed his soul, and said: "Like a flower, a small cherry mouth, it is a beauty, the bamboo heart is weak, it is a gentleman, and the lotus flower is a gentleman in flowers." As for oranges and wine, that's the homonym of dove. As the saying goes, Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, my fair lady, gentleman. Your bowl of soup should be called a good soup. ”

"Those who know me, Lingyun also. Ding Mu picked up his thumbs with both hands and praised, "Over the years, I have dealt with foreigners a lot, and they can't recognize my good soup anyway." ”

As soon as these words came out, Xue Lingyun felt quite emotional in her heart, and the heartstrings that had been silent for a long time were once again plucked, and she was speechless for a while.

It was Ding Yan who broke the embarrassment, and said unscrupulously: "Dad, it seems that Aunt Ling is your confidante." Hahaha. ”

"Not really. Ding Mu touched Ding Yan's head and said, "Let's go, son, your father hasn't cooked for many years, and I don't know if the craftsmanship has deteriorated, you can try it quickly." ”

Ding Yan pushed away the soup, put it in front of Xue Lingyun, and said, "This bowl of soup has a wine heart in it, children can't drink it, Aunt Ling will give it to you." I tried my father's Jiangnan pork ribs. ”

After saying that, he took a piece and put it in his mouth. At that moment, the flesh and bones were suddenly separated, and the tender pork ribs with a unique sauce flavor suddenly melted in Ding Yan's mouth. At this moment, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, and his heart was full of happiness.

"How's it going?" asked Dingmu.

"It was delicious. Ding Yan almost burst into tears, "Dad, I'm afraid Grandpa Niu's cooking skills at home are slightly inferior to you." ”

Ding Mu smiled lightly: "If it's delicious, eat more." ”

Ding Yan nodded, and while eating, he couldn't help but say, "Dad, is this dish difficult to learn?"

"It's not difficult. Why, you want to learn?" asked Ding Mu.

"Well, I'm going to learn how to make it for my mother. Ding Yan pouted and said seriously.

When Ding Mu heard this, he touched Ding Yan's head and said, "Okay, when you go back, Dad will teach you this dish." ”

"Thank you Dad. Ding Yan said politely.

Ding Mu straightened his face and said, "Between our father and son, why do we need to say thanks. ”