Bao Xiaodao showed a smile on his face, habitually blew the end of the hair in front of his forehead, squinted his eyes, and said narcissistically: "Old lady, of course, I don't look at who your son is, and I don't look at who gave birth to it, so handsome, so chic, both romantic and suave, and have both ability and political integrity, take the first place in the poetry conference, that is a matter of minutes, haha, little kiss, little kiss, not enough to worry about." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Bao Xiaodao said that his eyebrows fluttered, sitting on the bed can feel his indifferent little appearance, in the eyes of others, this is a bigger thing than the sky, but when it comes to Bao Xiaodao, he was fooled by him in a few words, to put it mildly, he feels good about himself, narcissistic to the bottom line, to describe him with a thick skin, it seems inappropriate, this guy braggs that he never has a draft, it really makes people feel that the cowhide is blown to the sky, But who told people to have this ability to brag and not make drafts.

"Yo...... Yo...... Yo ......, look at your breath like that, I said knife, it turns out that the old lady has never found out that you still have this ability, what's the matter, I have grown up recently, and I got the first place in the poetry competition, do you know what the first place in the poetry conference means? How many talented and beautiful people have squeezed their heads and can't touch the edge, and now they have been picked up by your kid to a big bargain, if it weren't for the rumors outside, I don't believe it when I killed my mother, just the little ink in your stomach, my mother knows how many catties and taels with her eyes closed, no, hurry up and tell my mother, when did you learn a body of knowledge, is there any master's guidance, but also recommend your mother to see and understand, hehe. ”

It can be seen that Bao Xiaodao's mother is deeply suspicious of Bao Xiaodao's first place in the Fighting Poetry Conference, plus curiosity, she knows her son too well, Bao Xiaodao, this kid, from childhood to adulthood, although his mother has invited him to teach gentlemen, but this kid is playful by nature, there is no such learning material at all, all day long everywhere to cause trouble, drink flower wine, gamble, fight, fight,...... He is indispensable for everything.

As for learning, at most, some simple poems and songs, can write, calculate accounts or something, his wife will be content, after all, she is a Yao sister, her son can be more promising, according to her mother's identity, even if she cultivates her son well, she can't get fame, she just wants her son to understand a little knowledge, and in the future, he can help him take care of the business of Qinglou, and be safe and secure for a lifetime, that's enough, as for others, her wife really doesn't dare to expect anything.

But it's different today, in the streets and alleys of West Lake, everyone is rumoring that his son won the first place in the poetry competition, and even his own Qinglou has always been lively at night, but this morning caused a commotion, and her wife was still sleeping in a daze, and was woken up by someone knocking on the door.

"Ouch, I said the knife, it, your son is out, I heard that he won the first place in the poetry competition, do you see it, this early in the morning, there are happy lists posted everywhere outside, our knife, but the only first place this year, it's amazing!"

A few old mothers came over early to pat the door to Bao Xiaodao and his mother to say hello, one by one dancing and making a fuss, happy eyebrows, Le's dentures are about to fall out, Bao Xiaodao in the eyes of these old mothers, the weight is also very important, no different from their own son, the old mother of the entire Qinglou has no children and no daughters, and Bao Qingqing gave birth to Bao Xiaodao such a living treasure, several sisters get along well on weekdays, of course, Bao Xiaodao is also very loving, see Bao Xiaodao suddenly became a celebrity, A few old mothers are naturally happy in their hearts.

Bao Xiaodao and his wife were still asleep, a little dazed, hearing the chatter outside her door, she originally thought that something was going on in the drunken building, but she didn't expect so many people to run to the door to say hello to herself.

As soon as she heard that her son won the first place in the poetry competition, her mother couldn't believe her ears, she rubbed her eyes desperately, pinched her elbows, and then quickly came to the washing rack, washed her face casually, cleared her mind, and asked everyone again, only then did she believe that her son won the first place in the poetry competition, and it was indeed true.

This can make her mother happy, originally her mother is a cheerful personality, but now she knows that her son is so promising, and suddenly everyone knows that he is so famous, and he is so famous, and he is so happy.

Her old lady didn't say a word, she casually made a fuss, led a large group of people, and held a small fan (the women of the ancient Qinglou usually like to hold a small round fan in their hands, and the old lady with a knife is the kind of round small fan. He staggered towards the room where the knife was packed.

"What do you say, old lady, where does your son still need any expert guidance, just with your son's intelligence, if you want to be self-taught, isn't it easy to catch it." Bao Xiaodao narcissistically said.

Come to think of it, Bao Xiaodao has become different from the original since he woke up from a coma, the previous Bao Xiaodao was a complete ruffian, and he didn't give you trouble all day long, even if it was very good, but since he fell into a coma, Bao Xiaodao's temperament has changed greatly, and the stinky problems on his original body have disappeared, and he has become more and more sensible.

If you say so, his son reads and writes on weekdays, and there are really some clues, although his wife is suspicious, but think about what Bao Xiaodao has done recently, how much I believe it, after all, the son he gave birth to, from the bottom of his heart, always feels that he is a little better than others, and it is not impossible to be self-taught.

Now that he figured it out, his wife was even more happy, sitting on the edge of the bed of Bao Xiaodao, holding Bao Xiaodao's arm, shaking Erlang's legs, snorting and shaking the fan, and said: "Hehe, I'll just say, my son will definitely have a future in the future, I didn't expect to be really guessed by your mother, oops, it's okay now, in the future, the old lady will wait to enjoy her son's blessings, haha." ”

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, seeing their old lady so happy, Bao Xiaodao feels very satisfied at the moment, just imagine, which old lady in the world does not want her children to be able to become a dragon and a phoenix one day in the future, and glorify their ancestors, not to mention the son of Sister Yao of Qinglou.

(ps: A large number of collections, a large number of recommendation votes, this novel has been signed, I will work hard to code words, and strive to put it on the shelves as soon as possible, if you look good, kneel and ask for a lot of support, thank you very much.) ）