It's another night.

Zhang Leyi, Meng Xiaodong, Wanrong and Liao Yaquan gathered to play mahjong after dinner. They don't play a lot of money, the base of 1 dime, and the most they win or lose is more than a dozen yuan.

"Alas," Liao Yaquan patted his head, "how did I play this card!" ”

Zhang Leyi smiled: "Why have you been playing the wrong cards recently?" ”

Liao Yaquan said: "I don't know. It may be the reason for pregnancy, but anyway, the memory is getting less and less, and I can't concentrate on thinking about problems. ”

Wanrong was surprised: "I'm also pregnant, why don't you have this situation?" ”

"Who knows," Liao Yaquan said depressedly, "when I give birth to the child, I guess I will become a fool." ”

The situation of pregnancy lowering IQ varies from person to person, and it is an endocrine problem, and Liao Yaquan is obviously the kind of person who is particularly affected.

While the four women were playing cards, Vivien Li sat on the sofa not far away, learning Chinese with Cui Huiyun.

The fastest way to learn a language is not to memorize grammar and words, but to listen and practice more in life. If a person is thrown into a completely unfamiliar language environment and lives for a maximum of three months, then he will basically be able to master everyday language.

Cui Huifu picked up an apple and put it to her mouth: "Eat, eat, eat!" ”

Vivien Leigh lamely learned to pronounce: "Red! ”

"It's eating, not red, and the syllables should be standard," Cui Huifu corrected, "Read it with me again, eat!" ”

Vivien Leigh said with difficulty: "Hold! ”

"Eat!"

"Late!"

"It's eating, put the sound flat!"

"Red!"

"Eat!"

"Eat!"

"Oh, that's right!"

Vivien Li wiped the fine sweat on her forehead: "Chinese is really difficult to learn, and when I learn French, Italian and Spanish, it is much easier than this." ”

Cui Huifu encouraged: "Let's continue." Apple, apple, apple. ”

"Butt fruit." Vivien Leigh said.

Cui Huifu corrected and said, "It's Apple, Apple." ”

"Spell fruit."

"Oh, yes, it's close, Apple."

"Hirefruit!"

"Oh, Apple...... Fruit! ”

"Hirefruit!"

This time it was Cui Huifu's turn to wipe her sweat, complaining in her heart that the tongue of the foreign devil could not be straightened. She said helplessly: "Let's do this first, and continue to practice later." Let's talk about eating apples! ”

Vivien Leigh said, "Red ass! ”

"Hahahaha!"

Cui Huifu laughed happily: "Bare-assed, naked." Come again and again, eat apples! Fruit, fruit, not shares. ”

"Hold the fruit." Vivien Leigh hurriedly repeated.

On the sofa on the other side, Ling Jun and Wei Lie were lying on Zhou Hexuan's side. Xiao Lingjun said: "Aunt Vivian is so stupid that she can't even say Apple. ”

Zhou Hexuan said: "Auntie is not stupid. Auntie is a foreigner, and the pronunciation of Western languages is different from ours, so they always speak flat pronunciation is not standard. ”

"Oh, that's right." Xiao Lingjun didn't know what Pingyin was at all, but he looked like an adult, with a suddenly realized expression.

Little Veret didn't care what was going on around him, he held the wooden sticks and counted them, and from time to time he put them down and counted his fingers and toes, as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.

Xiao Lingjun couldn't stay idle, pulled Zhou Hexuan's clothes and said, "Dad, Dad, tell me a story." ”

Zhou Hexuan said: "Okay, I'll tell a story about "Snow White". ”

Xiao Lingjun immediately shook his head: "No, no, I've heard "Snow White", and I want to hear a new story." ”

"Then tell the story of Little Red Riding Hood." Zhou Hexuan said.

"I've heard Little Red Riding Hood too." Xiao Lingjun pouted.

"Grimm's Fairy Tales" has been out for more than 100 years, and its global sales are second only to the Bible.

Zhou Hexuan searched his stomach and said the names of several stories, but Xiao Lingjun said that he had heard it, he thought about it, and had to say: "Then Dad will tell the story of his own personal experience, okay?" ”

"Yes, yes! Daddy said quickly. Xiao Lingjun clapped his hands again and again.

Zhou Hexuan said: "When my father was young, he drove a plane to the Sahara Desert......"

Xiao Lingjun immediately interrupted: "Dad, what is the Sahara Desert?" ”

Zhou Hexuan explained: "The desert is full of sand, just like the sea is full of water. There are no flowers and trees in the desert, no water, no food, and all around you are sand, understand? ”

"Understood," Xiao Lingjun nodded, and said exaggeratedly, "The desert is so terrible, I don't even have anything to eat." ”

Zhou Hexuan continued to tell the story: "Dad's plane had a problem and landed in the desert. That night, a voice suddenly came to me and said, "Can you please draw me a sheep?" ”

Xiao Lingjun interjected again: "Dad, I can draw sheep." ”

Zhou Hexuan has a great headache, his son is bored all day and doesn't speak, but his daughter is a complete talker, and she can't even tell her stories. Zhou Hexuan could only praise: "Lingjun is really powerful, he can draw sheep." Shall we continue to listen to the story? ”

"Okay." Xiao Lingjun nodded and said.

Zhou Hexuan said: "When Dad heard this voice, he was so frightened that he hurriedly stood up, looked carefully and saw a very strange little guy standing in the desert. Why is it strange, because the little guy is only as tall as Daddy's knees. ”

Xiao Lingjun suddenly said: "Dad, I'm taller than him!" ”

Zhou Hexuan sweated wildly: "Lingjun, don't interrupt it, listen to the story obediently." ”

"Okay." Xiao Lingjun blinked his big watery eyes.

Zhou Hexuan continued to tell the story: "Dad asked him at the time: What are you doing here? He repeated unhurriedly: Please...... Draw me a sheep. Dad said, "I don't know how to draw." He still said: It's okay, draw me a sheep. ”

Xiao Lingjun squeaked again: "Dad, I can draw sheep, why didn't he come to me?" ”

Zhou Hexuan was about to go crazy, and when he met a chatty child, he really couldn't tell a story smoothly. Zhou Hexuan could only ignore his daughter's words and continued: "So, my father drew a sheep for him...... The little prince pointed to my plane and said, "What is this?" I said: it's not a thing, it can fly, it's an airplane. The little prince asked in amazement: Why, you fell from the sky? I said, "Yes." The little prince smiled: "Then, you are also from heaven." What planet are you on? ”

"Dad, what is a planet?" Xiao Lingjun asked.

Zhou Hexuan said: "The stars in the sky are the planets. ”

Xiao Lingjun's eyes lit up: "Does the little prince live above the stars?" ”

"Yes, the little prince lives in the stars, and he is an alien. Don't interrupt, listen to your father's story. Zhou Hexuan said patiently.

"Yes, yes." Xiao Lingjun continued to blink.

The fairy tale "The Little Prince" is still very powerful, and children will be fascinated by the bizarre experience and all kinds of strange things when they listen to it. Zhou Hexuan spoke for half a minute on average, and Xiao Lingjun was amazed, especially envious of the friendship between the little prince and the little fox.

Well, in fact this book is an adult fable, written specifically for adults, and the deep things in it can only be understood by adults.

"If you keep going forward, you won't be able to go far."

"The time you spend with your roses is what makes your roses so important."

"Only children know what they are looking for."

"I'm too young to even know how to love her."

“……”

There are too many golden sentences in this book, and Xiao Ling completely ignores them. After listening to the story, she only had two ideas: one was to raise a little fox, and the other was to plant roses with her own hands.

As soon as Meng Xiaodong finished playing mahjong, Xiao Lingjun rushed over and coquettish: "Mom, Mom, I want to raise a little fox!" ”

"What?" Meng Xiaodong was confused.

Xiao Lingjun cried and said, "I'm going to raise a little fox!" ”

Meng Xiaodong said with a headache: "Is it good to raise a rabbit?" ”

"No, no, I'm going to raise a little fox!" Xiao Lingjun began to play tricks.

After counting his toes, he glanced up at his sister, and suddenly dragged his father's hand over and counted his fingers in a thoughtful manner.

There was already crying over there, and he wanted to raise foxes, Meng Xiaodong asked Zhou Hexuan depressedly: "Brother Xuan, what kind of messy stories do you tell your daughter?" Where can I find a fox for her! ”

Zhou Hexuan laughed, hugged his daughter and said, "Lingjun, let's plant roses first, okay?" ”

Xiao Lingjun thought for a while: "Okay, can the roses we planted speak?" ”

"It should ...... Yes. Zhou Hexuan said foolishly.

Xiao Lingjun clapped his hands happily: "Dad, Dad, take me to plant roses, I want to talk to roses every day!" ”

Zhang Leyi gloated: "Look at what you will do in the future, it's not easy to find talking roses." ”

Zhou Hexuan shrugged helplessly, no matter what, the book "The Little Prince" can be written first. Historically, the book has sold more than 500 million copies worldwide, easily beating "Grimm's Fairy Tales", and if you don't count "Mao Xuan", it seems that the sales are second only to "The Bible".