Cheng Chubi was messy in the wind, looking at these three younger brothers who dismantled each other and had a very hippie smile.

I really want to shoot one foot at a time, all into the pond, so that they can feel what is the brother's hatred of iron and steel.

But after all, I can only think about it, I can't be angry, but I am also an adult now, and I can't convince people like my father every day.

Taking a deep breath and looking at the poor big white goose, Cheng Chubi was really angry and happy.

The goose's combat power is in the village, which can be called an underworld force, and anyone who is not pleasing to the eye dares to fly.

Definitely belongs to the poultry world, and the flat-headed brother who is not afraid of heaven and earth actually ended up like this.

In the face of the three bear children of the Cheng family, they could only tremble and flee in embarrassment......

The turquoise pond has not been cleaned since the beginning of winter, and the nervous geese still stretch their necks from time to time to make a chirping sound.

It seems that it is very difficult to spread his wings and fly freely to escape from this dangerous old Cheng family.

The green willows by the pond, hanging on the water, are really a bit poetic.

"Why does the third brother look stupid when he looks at the goose?" Cheng Lao Wu didn't rub his butt at this time, and looked at Cheng Chubi reverently and muttered quietly.

Cheng Laosi thought about it very seriously and replied. "Maybe the third brother is thinking about how to slaughter the goose again."

"I don't know if it's good or not." Cheng Laoliu stared at the goose with dead eyes and sucked his saliva.

Listening to the noise around him, Cheng Chubi raised his head in despair.

"You three, can you shut up, my poetry is all about making you fuss."

Cheng Laowu's eyes lit up: "Third brother, do you know how to compose poems?" ”

"Me too." Cheng Laosi was not happy. "We've copied a thousand-word text for so many days."

"Are you going to let me see?" With a click, Cheng Chubi almost twisted his neck, gasping and rubbing his neck. "If you can't do it, I'll whip you."

"What's so difficult about this, third brother, listen well. The third brother and the fourth brother, the fifth brother and the sixth brother, the four of us, look at the big white goose. ”

"Good!" The fifth and sixth brothers hurriedly slapped their hands and looked at the fourth brother with a happy and sincere expression. "The fourth brother is really good at composing poetry."

“？？？” Cheng Chubi gasped. looked at Cheng Laosi, who was proud and hugged his fists to express his gratitude to the two younger brothers who were cheering.

It took a long time to resist the urge to kick him into the pond. How can this be called poetry?

"Third brother, it's your turn, please advise." Cheng Laosi didn't seem to notice Cheng Chubi's murderous aura, turned his head and raised his eyebrows defiantly at Cheng Chubi.

"I, okay, let you see the third brother's skills today......"

Cheng Chubi's face was dark, and his fists were tight and loose. Let's go, as the cultural responsibility of the old Cheng family, we can't always convince people.

Occasionally, it is also necessary to convince people with their talents, so that these three little children can see the most beautiful cub of the old Cheng family, the outrageous literary talent.

Cheng Chubi's eyes swept away, and the big white goose was still cruising in the pond, stretching its neck sadly to make spicy food.

The bright red, if marinated, is extraordinarily delicious and swaying in the clear water.

Cheng Chubi shook his head, put aside the distractions in his thoughts, put his hands behind his back, and stood tall and tall.

"Goose, goose, goose, song to the sky, white hair floating in green water, red anthurium plucking green waves."

"......" waited for a long time, but there was no applause, no screams, no cheers, and Cheng Chubi turned his head a little confused.

Seeing the three younger brothers looking at him blankly, there seemed to be three points of pity, two points of helplessness and five points of regret in his eyes?

"Hey, what do you mean? Such a good poem, what expressions do you have? ”

"Hehe, it's good, it's good, it's the fifth, the sixth." Cheng Laosi hurriedly slapped his face. The fifth and sixth hurried to follow.

"Third brother, let's go and say hello to my father first, you slow down." After slapping the face, Cheng Laosi glanced at his two younger brothers.

"The third brother seems to be really not well, and the poems he writes are not neat,"

"Yes, poor third brother, alas...... I can't even write a poem. ”

“？？？” Cheng Chubi stood in place in a daze, looking at the three younger brothers who shook their heads and sighed and walked away quickly.

The whole person is not good. This is a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages! You three little bastards!

The arrogant call of the big white goose came from behind him, and Cheng Chubi turned his head.

looked at the big white goose that became arrogant after the three bear children left.

Shaking the splash, stepping on the edge of the pond, seeing the gaze cast by Cheng Chubi, the big white goose tilted its head and spread its wings slightly.

It's like a provocation. What do you see? Do you want to try again?

Why am I looking at you? Cheng Chubi exploded directly.

Evil gall is born from the side, I'm embarrassed to clean up those three bear children who don't have literary and artistic cells, I can't clean up your bird?

Cheng Chubi rolled up his sleeves, showed a hideous smile, and strode towards the big white goose.

Wait, braised goose paws, spicy goose neck, pan-fried foie gras, Cantonese roast goose......

The Cheng family had not walked far before they heard the terrible call of the big white goose behind them, which frightened the three bear children.

As soon as he turned around, he saw the third brother murderously carrying the big white goose behind him.

There was no need to be reminded, the three bear children shouted, and crawled towards the front hall, their movements so agile that they almost pulled out the afterimage.

Seeing Cheng Chubi dumbfounded, he deserves to be a bear child who can make more noise than a dog, at this speed, I am afraid that even a dog will be out of reach.

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"It's ......" Yuan Tiangang lifted the curtain, jumped out of the car with quick movements, and looked at the familiar door.

Once upon a time, the Mansion of Lu Guogong, which was avoided in the past, has actually become a place that he often visits.

"Yuan Daoyou, let's go together." Sun Simiao also got out of the car, stroked his long beard, and bowed slightly towards Yuan Tiangang.

Two famous medical experts from the Tang Dynasty, who are masters outside the party, once again came in a row.

Soon, the news that the two Taoist masters came to visit and came to find out what happened to him reached Cheng Chubi's ears again.

After seeing these two Taoist masters who were already very familiar, the guests and hosts sat separately, and Cheng Chubi looked at the two Taoist masters who wanted to speak and asked.

"I don't know why the two Taoist leaders came to look for the little nephew this time?"

Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao exchanged a look, Yuan Tiangang cleared his throat, and smiled lightly, unfathomable.

"There is a Taoist friend in Poor Dao who has gonorrhea, and Poor Dao and Sun Daoyou have also diagnosed and treated him, but the effect of the medicine stone is not good......

"Wait, what is gonorrhea?" Cheng Chubi looked confused, and his eyes were black.

Gonorrhea? I'm really sorry, I haven't studied Chinese medicine, and I know about gonorrhea.

If I want to cure it, I'll have to wait until I clear my nose, drip it in a petri dish, and then grow penicillin (the real incident of discovering penicillin).

"This ......" Yuan Tiangang froze, and the follow-up words that he was about to continue were all stuck in his throat.

After holding it for a long time, Yuan Tiangang held back a sentence. "The heat is in the lower coke, so it is called drenching."

“？？？”

Cheng Chubi's face darkened, his expression became more and more confused, and he almost wanted to pinch Yuan Daochang's neck and let him speak, what the hell is this?