Jinjiang new anti-theft, those who subscribe less than 80% have to wait 1-2 days to see their father cough, and said: "You don't have to say so much, let's start, I only try to win today, and I am limited to a letter incense." ”

My mother smiled at him, and then smiled at the scholars, and then turned her head to Gao Yanfu, Gao Yanfu looked at me, and my mother smiled, and he came to my mother's side, and my mother said to him across me, "Check those people." ”

Gao Yanfu smiled flatteringly, and went out backwards, I looked at my mother dumbfounded, but my mother only leisurely picked up a piece of snack and handed it to my mouth, I opened my mouth in a daze and took it, chewed it a few times, my mother shook her head helplessly, reached out to wipe the dim sum crumbs from my mouth, and suddenly smiled again: "Do you want to go down and do a fu?"

I was about to refuse, but my mother pushed my father and said, "San Lang, why don't you ask your son to go too?"

The father smiled, "It's okay." He looked at me and said meaningfully: "I heard that my son is studying with the talented people? ”

I was only stunned, my mother had asked someone to set up a small table next to the throne, and took a test paper on it, my two good aunts, Princess Qinghe and Princess Xin'an, came over to lead me left and right, and sent me to the small side, one took my hand and said: "Son, write well, let them see, my princess of the Tang Dynasty is not inferior to the prince." "One opened the cylinder of the sealed volume, pressed the test paper with a paperweight, and wanted to study the ink for me, so frightened that I quickly refused, and it was easy to open these two, and the letter of the exam has been burning for a long time.

The workshop played the music of the banquet, and the uncles and aunts were already laughing and laughing with their father and mother in the music, but I was driven over to compose.

I dipped a pen of ink sadly, sighed and went to look at the topic, but the line I saw was very familiar, and when I looked closely, it was actually the strategy that my mother asked me to do last time. It's just that at that time, my mother didn't stipulate the genre, and it only took forty sentences, but this time it was limited to fu - but this didn't bother me, Wei Huan had already drafted an essay for me in private, and this time there was no limit to rhyme, change that article, and it would be very readable. At that time, I was afraid that my mother would not be satisfied, and I secretly went to Cui Mingde to comment on Wei Huan's article, Cui Mingde thought it was written by me, and praised me a few words, saying that although the words are not very impressive, but the idea is very novel, and it is rare at the age of twelve. When I knew that it was Wei Huan, I was even more surprised, because she and I were both taught by famous teachers since childhood, but Wei Huan was self-taught, so although the age of composition was one year older than me, it was not easy. I thought that Cui Mingde, a character like an immortal, should be the type of person who does not eat fireworks in the world, but I didn't expect that she would make a decision when she should bargain, and at this time, she could still take into account Wei Huan's family background, and I couldn't help but be impressed by her.

Seeing that I didn't use my pen for a long time, my father coughed lightly and said, "If you can't write an article, just write a few sentences, it's rare for you to be able to fight neatly at your age." ”

I was urged by him, and then I remembered to make this matter, and saw that the incense was half burned, so I hurriedly picked up the pen and wrote, but I could finish the last sentence before the incense burned out, and only slightly changed a few rhyme allusions throughout the text.

The music stopped, and everyone stopped writing one after another. My father didn't ask people to collect the test papers, but only got up one by one to read them, and I read a few articles that were not Chinese, and when I got to Li Rui's article, I only heard the beginning of it:

Filial piety moves Tianjian, benevolence opens the day.

The father raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Not bad." ”

When I wrote the article, I saw Li Rui's face happy, knowing that he must have written this article, somehow, I felt bored, looked down at my test paper, and lifted it up, crumpled it into a ball, Li Rui was proud, seeing me like this, he was stunned and said: "Son... What do you do?"

When I saw that the eyes of the audience were on me, the more uncomfortable I felt, and I bowed my head and said, "I haven't finished writing, and the writing is not good, so I don't have to read it." ”

My mother raised her hand, and someone took my test paper and handed it to my mother, who opened it and looked at it and said with a smile, "It's well written." "Asked people to circulate the test papers in all directions, and all the uncles and aunts said that it was rare, that is, a few scholars wanted to see it, and they also praised it, and a few people who disdained to be present with Wan'er all gave me their hands and said, "No less than a man with eyebrows."

When I heard this praise, the more I felt that my heart was not good, and I kept my head bowed, and I couldn't stop looking at my toes.

My mother sighed, called me over, held me in her arms, I pressed it to her chest, and said in a very low voice: "Auntie, this... I didn't do it. ”

Mother smiled: "I know, Wei Huan did it for you, and you also asked Cui Mingde to change it." ”

I looked at her in puzzlement, but I saw her attached to my ear, pretending to tell me solemnly like a child: "A-Niang's edict has never been written by herself, she used to be a secretary, but now she is Wan'er." ”

I was a little anxious and argued, "It's not the same. The voice was so loud that his father looked at it, and he smiled helplessly at his mother, and his mother pushed him and said, "San Lang is a good student." ”

When I turned my head, Fang pinched my face affectionately and chuckled, "It's no different." After speaking, he lifted my chin with one hand, told me to turn my head to look at the crowd, and fed me a snack again, and said with a smile: "Look good." ”

Seeing the two of us entering, my father's and mother's faces involuntarily improved, and before I could salute, my father beckoned, "Son, come here." ”

I stepped forward with a smile and let Li Rui stand alone, Li Rui threw over a "no righteousness" look, I pretended not to see it, and first hugged my father's arm and shouted: "yes." He coquettishly said, "My son hasn't seen Aya for a long time." ”

I don't know if it's because the body affects the brain, but I love to be spoiled with my parents in this time and space. At first, I was a little uncomfortable with this, but then it became an instinct in my body, and if I didn't say anything to Aya A-Niang one day, or didn't say something childish, I would feel uncomfortable.

Of course, my parents are the most honorable couple in the world, and it is definitely good for me to have a good relationship with them.

My cheap father smiled when he saw me, reached out and scooped me up and held me in his arms. The men of this era are very martial, and most of the middle-aged men are strong, so it is not a problem to carry my small body with one hand.

The mother deliberately said: "As soon as the son comes, he will run to Aya, don't you want A-Niang?"

I hurriedly leaned out of my father's arms and shouted, "Auntie." But my father didn't let go, and teased me, "Don't you want Ayala?"

I ran out of his arms, ran to my mother, pulled my mother up, and made sure that she stood beside my father, and then I pulled a smile with one hand: "In a family, there must be Aya and A-Niang." ”

Li Rui looked at me with contempt for selling stupidity and cuteness without any lower limit, and the information of "Are you embarrassed to say that you are twelve years old?!" came out of my eyes every minute, I ignored him, smiled silly and sweetly, and nestled in the arms of my parents, until the two of them finally held hands with each other, and ran to pull Li Rui again: "There is still a brother." 166 Reading Network