The lunch meal was naturally Liu Qingxi, Chef Nightingale, and then Lin Ling and others helped. Because Liu Qingxi and the three of them had to go back to Linhai early the morning after tomorrow, they took a few people to the resort to play after dinner.

Liu Qingxi was originally cold, but the nightingale has been pulling the relationship in the middle, which makes the atmosphere not too embarrassing. At this time, Nightshadow is really grateful to the nightingale, or is it really my sister!

During this time, Shunan Resort was in the inspection and acceptance stage of Zuihou, because it was not officially opened, so there were no people at all. Coming to the resort again, Night Shadow and a few girls also wandered around the farm, the seaside, and the shade of the trees.

"Lin Ling, what do you think that is?" Nightshade asked.

"Holy! Tools! Lin Ling jumped over in surprise.

One person gave out a tool, and Lin Ling was at the front, singing loudly: "Chairman Mao, teach us that intellectual youth go to the countryside." Chairman Mao also taught us that it is ...... to accept the re-education of poor and middle peasants."

"Hu'er...... Hey! ”

- The night shadow was full of black lines, Lin Ling took the lead in singing this song, and no one else sang along.

Even Rhodesya could only sing those four words, and she still hummed along.

Lin Ling raised his hands with a great sense of accomplishment and said, "Comrades, in this vast field, I must let my wisdom shine brightly on this field. So, I'm going to write a poem! ”

"Huh?" Nightingale and Liu Qingxi's faces suddenly became bitter.

Lin Ling stood on a haystack, looked into the distance, coughed twice, and said loudly:

Socialism is good, we eat well!

Chairman Mao once said, good haode learning.

Once upon a time, we were too much of Lang Fei.

Now you can't follow in the footsteps!

- Vomiting ......

It's so 'poetic' that the Night Shadow and the others are all over-looking, as if they don't know her.

Rhodesya looked at Nightshade and the others strangely, and asked, "Nightshade, weishenme, are you going to turn around?" Didn't Lin Ling write poetry? ”

"Ahem, Siya, you must not remember this. Our Chinese poetry is far from like this, don't say it outside, we can't afford to lose this face! Nightshade quickly pulled Rhodesya over and whispered.

"Oh, isn't she a poet?"

"Not counting?" Nightingale shook her head and said, "She's howling!" ”

Lin Ling's face was at a forty-five degree angle, and after speaking, he glanced at everyone and said, "What do you think of the contemptible poems?" ”

"What a good poem!" Nightshade said adoringly.

"Why are you so hypocritical? Is that what you mean by that expression? Lin Ling kicked a bundle of haystacks with a frustrated kick, then took a breath and said:

Green bamboo weeps ink marks, brocade calligraphy and painting can not be completed.

Hibiscus March rain, blood and tears embroidery needle!

The red candle pillow embroidered leaves and flowers are deep, and there are tens of millions of plain smoke and green silk.

The green bamboo and blue clothes are shallow with tears, and the bright moon shines away from others!

The Yiren leaned on the door to hope for the king's return, and they were not far from the people's expectations.

Shu embroidery around the fingers of tens of millions of needles, in the blink of an eye!

Is this considered poetry? Lin Ling asked.

Liu Qingxi thought for a while and said: "This artistic conception is not bad, but although this style is combined in the form of five words, seven words, and lyrics and songs, it should be written casually." Lin Ling, whose poem is this? ”

Lin Ling raised his eyebrows, glanced at the night shadow and said, "Guess what." ”

"It won't be you anyway! Isn't it Sister Xiaxi? ”

"I'm a student of finance, so I can't write these sad verses." Xiaxi hurriedly said with a smile.

"Person, let's talk." Lin Ling didn't know when he came down, and kicked the night shadow and said.

Nightshade coughed dryly twice and said, "Siya, why did you let this big mouth know?" ”

"It was Lin Ling who sent me a message yesterday, and then I accidentally said it. She said she wouldn't say it outside, but she didn't talk about credit! Rodesya whispered.

Lin Ling talks about credit? It depends on what happens! Unless it's something related to herself, she'll keep it a secret from you? That's not impossible, give her enough temptation and she can do it!

"Who's got a big mouth? Nightshade, don't push me! Lin Ling asked, grabbing Night Shadow's clothes.

"Gotta get it, I was wrong!" Nightshade hurriedly said, "This poem is actually what I imagined, and it doesn't have any level. Let's go, let's go forward, and there is farmland in front of us. Nightshade quickly diverted the subject.

Nightshade also wants to ask, is it easy for herself? I was forced to compose a few lines of poetry, and then I was beaten all the time, and now it's hard to be a man, it's even harder to be a man, and it's even more difficult to be a person who can write poetry and have to bear the blow!

Naturally, Rhodesya had to take everyone to see the fruits of her labor, and it was only a day's work, and those garlic cloves had grown small shoots, which looked very comfortable.

Lin Ling took the lead, and several people were busy on a small piece of land. An uncle who was in charge of taking care of the farmland came over, put a small bundle of cabbage seedlings in the sky, made a few gestures, and left.

"He's the main person in charge of these farmlands, he's a mute. We don't know his name, we just call him Uncle Dumb. Xiaxi said.

Nightshade nodded and said, "You guys play first, I'll go see Uncle Dumb." ”

"Yes!" Xiaxi naturally knew that Night Shadow was going to see if she could cure the dumb uncle.

Uncle Dumb was checking the irrigation device on the edge of the farmland in the distance, and Nightshade walked over and said, "Dumb Uncle, my name is Nightshadow. It's my sister who has learned some medical skills and wants to show you! ”

Uncle Dumb looked at the night shadow, smiled a little innocently, and then nodded.

Nightshade sensed that the reason why Uncle Dumb was dumb was because there were some small red tumors on the inner wall of his throat that were pressing on his vocal cords, so he couldn't make a sound. As long as the vocal cords are not damaged, these problems are still easy to solve.

But this is for Night Shadow, and in the case of Uncle Dumb, Western medicine has nothing to do with it. Because it is almost impossible to have surgery there, and if you are not careful, you will injure your vocal cords.

Night Shadow took out the silver needle and said, "Uncle Dumb, I can cure this of yours, but it may be a little painful, bear with it!" ”

Uncle Dumb was suddenly very excited, for more than 20 years, he not only couldn't speak, but also suffered from severe pain in his throat every day.

The silver needle slowly pierced in, and Nightshadow's face became more and more solemn.

……

Xiaxi took a few girls to 'farm' over there, and from time to time Lin Ling's wailing could be heard!

Because Miss Lin Ling didn't sing a word of haode today!

Gangra then ran to Nightshade's side, lying quietly beside Nightshade, watching him treat Uncle Dumb.

It didn't take long for Night Shadow to put away the silver needle, wipe the sweat and say, "Uncle Dumb, no matter how itchy your throat is tonight, you must endure it." Then you take the recipe and grab the medicine and take it once a day for seven days. By the way, you don't have to come to work for these seven days, just rest at home, and come back when you're well. ”

Although Uncle Dumb has no culture, he can see that Night Shadow's power may be greater than that of Xiaxi, and he is so good to himself, he can't speak now, he choked a few times, and knelt on the ground with a plop......