Zhao couldn't stand the silence, got up and said, "Mother, it's time for the cake to wake up, I'll go back and steam an egg custard for him to eat." ”

Although the Tian family is rich now, everyone is used to living a poor life, so they don't hire any subordinates at all, they do everything themselves, and they are very satisfied to have fish and meat every day.

Compared with Yun Shuyao, there are two new nurses, two maids serving Tian Zhu, eating delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, and I don't know how the Zhao family got the sense of superiority.

It's probably Zifei fish, the joy of Anzhi fish!

"Go ahead." Jiang Wanbai casually agreed.

Zhao didn't want to leave so quickly, thought about it, and said with a smile: "Children are really the same every day, my cakes are only a few months old, and I can already eat a bowl of egg custard." ”

No one paid attention to her, and she was a little cold.

Zhao was a little unwilling. The street where the Tian family lives, the surrounding is either rich or expensive, she can't go out like before, go out to the east and the west, Jiang Wanbai is the only place where she can speak, just leave, she will be uncomfortable for a day.

"Third sister-in-law, was Cheng'an like this when he was a child?" She had nothing to say.

Although the Zhang family can't talk to the ladies and ladies around her, she is not like the Zhao family, she claims to have an identity and does not chat with those subordinates, plus she is more kind, so she is not as lonely as the Zhao family here.

"When Cheng'an was young, he didn't even have some fine grain at home, so it was good to have a bowl of rice paste to eat, where did the egg custard come from." Zhang now thinks of the old days as if they were just yesterday.

"That's right! Think about the days before, every day sorghum cakes and sweet potato porridge, everyone who eats them are swinging.

Look at the present, yesterday Ah Cai said that he was tired of drinking chicken soup every day. Listen to her, you will get tired of drinking chicken soup, which was not like a joke before. Zhao said, sat back again, and looked like he wanted to talk to Zhang.

Zhang casually echoed twice, and suddenly stood up and said: "Chengyu and Cheng'an are coming back today, I promised them to make their favorite braised pork ribs, and I will go back first." ”

"Go back." Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I'll go back with you." It seems that she doesn't want to give up Zhang's as the object of conversation.

Between the green mountains and green waters, a group of seven or eight-year-old children dressed in uniform green shirts sat there looking at the mountains and rivers in the distance and contemplating, looking like a person.

These children are students in government schools.

Writing poems and essays is based on feelings, so the teachers in the school will take these children outside every once in a while to experience the beauty of nature. Don't ask them to be like Luo Bingwang, making a masterpiece like "Song of the Goose" at a young age, it is also good to cultivate their sentiments.

Among these children, there is Tian Chengan.

He is now eight years old, and he has changed from the big head and small body he looked like when he was a child, and he looks more like Tian Laosan, but he is much better looking than Tian Laosan.

Thick eyebrows and big eyes, tiger head, and his body is even more robust like a little tiger, and the green shirt is worn on his body, which is less of a scholar's weakness and more of a sense of vitality.

At this time, he was also staring at the rolling green hills, racking his brains to think about how to compose poems.

But composing poetry is not like memorizing texts, you can memorize it in half an hour, even if I slow down, I can memorize it in one hour, two hours, it pays attention to inspiration.

Now, or all along, what Tian Chengan lacks is this kind of inspiration. All he can think of is "what a big mountain", "the waves are rolling" and the like, not to mention that others will laugh when they hear it, he himself feels that he can't say it.

At this time, some classmates had already stood up and recited the poems they had obtained, and he was even more anxious. Every time, he was the last to stand up, and he didn't do well, and his classmates began to dislike him.

But the more anxious I was, the more mushy my head became, and in the end I couldn't think of anything at all.

"Hey, Cheng'an, don't be so sad. Don't say that my brother won't let you, this time, I'll let you say it first, and I'll give you the bottom. A little fat man pushed Tian Chengan's arm with a fat hand and laughed.

"What do you let me, it's clear that you can't do anything." Tian Chengan and the little fat man are good friends, so he gave him a blank look and revealed his old bottom.

The little fat man, also known as Nangong Hao, pouted, "Who said I can't do it?" I'm really letting you. ”

"Then you can do it!"

"You wait." Nangong Hao pondered for a while, and suddenly raised his hand and said, "Teacher, my poem is ready." ”

The classmates around him all looked at him with some surprise. Usually this person is responsible for being funny at the bottom with Tian Chengan, how can he ...... today?

Teacher Qiu was also a little surprised, but he quickly said, "Then you can read it and listen to it." ”

Nangong Hao shook his meaty little neck, pretended to look into the distance, and straightened his small chest, and then said: "One night of breeze and one night of rain, the green pond and new willow fish swim, full of joy in March, and I have felt spring when I raise my head." ”

Mr. Qiu's eyes lit up, "Although the words of this poem are not well thought-producing, the feeling of realism and the feeling of suddenly realizing that spring has arrived are worth learning."

Ouyang, not bad. ”

It seems that Elm also has a time to open his mind, this is the narration that Mr. Qiu did not say in his heart.

The other students were also a little shocked, did this Ouyang Hao take any panacea today, and he could make such a poem!

Ouyang Hao proudly rubbed his two little fat hands, sat down, and asked Tian Chengan: "How is it, brother, this poem is not bad!" ”

Tian Chengan couldn't believe what had just happened, "You made this poem?" ”

"Of course."

"Then you make another one, I'll listen to it."

"Get out, one song is going to die, and you want me to do the second one."

"I still don't believe you can make poetry." Tian Chengan knows Ouyang Hao too well, just like he knows himself.

Ouyang Hao smiled and didn't say anything more.

As time passed, all the students stood up and read their own poems, leaving Tian Cheng'an. All eyes were on him.

With so many questioning and mocking eyes, he couldn't continue like this, so he stood up hard, "Teacher, I only got two sentences." ”

Teacher Qiu was not surprised at all, "Read it and listen to it." ”

"A green mountain and a river, and you and I sit by the river."

As soon as he said these two sentences, all the students laughed, and the laughter leaned back and forth.

"Cheng'an, you are so talented!" Nangong Hao covered his stomach, rolled to the ground with a smile, and gave a thumbs up to Tian Chengan.

Tian Chengan's face turned red, and he said angrily: "What are you laughing at, what's so funny." ”

"It's just funny!" Ouyang Haoxiao's tears were about to flow out.

Tian Chengan kicked him and vented his dissatisfaction.

Ouyang Hao was not angry, he rolled on the spot, lay on the side, and continued to laugh.

"Shut it all up, what do you look like!" Teacher Qiu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he shouted loudly.

The students didn't dare to laugh anymore, and resumed sitting upright, but the corners of their mouths were upturned to prove that they were in a good mood at this time.

Teacher Qiu glanced at everyone and set his eyes on Tian Chengan. I wanted to reprimand him twice, but I thought that this kid usually doesn't work hard, but his talent is limited.

Swallowing back the words that came to his mouth, he sighed leisurely, "God is inherently unfair, just like Xie Lingyun said, 'There is only one stone in the world, and Cao Zijian has eight buckets alone.'" I have a fight, and the world has a fight. ’

Cheng'an, if you can have the talent of your brother Tian Chengyu, it won't be like this.

Alright, that's all for today, let's go home! ”

Everyone dispersed, leaving Tian Chengan standing there stunned, his face red and white. It wasn't the first time he'd heard someone say that, and it wouldn't be the last, but every time he heard it, he felt as sad as someone had been kicked into the abyss.

Tian Chengyu is handsome, knowledgeable, and has infinite scenery in the school, but what about him?

Every time others see him and hear that he is his younger brother, they will think that he has a lot of knowledge and a smart brain. But the truth is often disappointing, and that sense of disparity almost drove him crazy, so he was most annoyed by others saying that he was Tian Chengyu's younger brother.

It's better not to have this brother, then, at least he can be himself, he doesn't have to work so hard every day, and he has to look at the eyes of others.

Tian Chengan was a little depressed.

"Oh, brother, you're really interested." Ouyang Hao patted Tian Cheng'an on the shoulder, "What's the matter." Let's go, my brother will take you to have a good time. ”

Tian Chengan waved Ouyang Hao's arm away and walked back alone.

"Hey, I'm so angry!" Ouyang Hao followed, "I'm wrong, can't I be wrong?" You and I are the most compatible in the class, don't ignore me. ”

Tian Chengan was in the mood to talk nonsense to him, and continued to move forward.

Ouyang Hao was a little anxious, looked around, and found that everyone had left, he came to Tian Chengan's side, and whispered, "Isn't it just for a few broken poems, my brother will teach you a way to ensure that they are all impressed." ”

Tian Chengan stopped and looked at Nangong Hao suspiciously. ”

Nangong Hao smiled, "You don't really think that I made that poem just now, do you?" You see, what is this. As he spoke, he flipped the cuffs to reveal the inside of his clothes.

I saw that a lot of words were densely written on it, and if you look closely, these are all poems, including songs, scenes, and even Mingzhi, which almost include all the types of poems they usually need.

"You're cheating!" Although Tian Chengan had already guessed, he was still very surprised when he really confirmed it.

"Be quiet." Nangong Hao hurriedly covered his mouth, "Such a loud voice, you want to kill me!"

I took you as a brother, so I told you. ”

Tian Chengan reacted and pulled down his hand, "What should you do if you are found out by the teacher?" ”

"It won't be discovered. Besides, even if you find out, what can you do, at most, it's just a few strokes.

You know my family, my dad didn't expect me to be able to read anything, as long as I could read and not be blind.

Cheng'an, I don't think you're a piece of study, so you can just go to practice martial arts with me. When the time comes, our brothers will join forces and fight invincible opponents all over the world. ”

Nangong Hao patted his chest and said with a smug face. In that way, it was as if he had become a formidable general.