"Okay, Cherry, go ahead, I'll take care of all the poultry here, Cherry, if you really see the right prime minister, aren't you afraid?"

Xiaohong also knew that the speed on her side was too slow, and she knew the things in Zhuangzi, so she was counting on this meritorious service to give the food of 100 households, it was not only a matter of money, but also status, and the people of the Zhang family said this, that is the person with status.

Therefore, I agreed to Cherry's proposal, and I was worried that Cherry would be afraid of people when she got there, but it was a big official, very big.

"Afraid? What's so terrible about his surname Yao, is it as powerful as my little boy and little lady? My little boy and little lady are a little younger, otherwise his surname Yao would dare to speak in front of my little son? Does he hatch chicks? Do you know how to make fungus? Can you tell when the drought will be? He's in a good position. ”

Cherry is much more extroverted than Xiaohong, and asked Xiaohong a few words disdainfully, and when she asked, Xiaohong shook her head, shaking her head more often, and Xiaohong also added: "He doesn't grow cucumbers in winter, and there is a little boy standing behind us, so there is nothing to be afraid of." ”

"Yes, don't be afraid of him, then I'll go first, you have to hurry up later, and you can make more money for Zhuangzi."

After Cherry said this, she got on a car, and in the greeting of the handlebars, the carriage gradually disappeared from the field of vision of Xiaohong and the others.

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Zhang's Zhuangzi, it has reached the twilight moment, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan took the written things to see Zhang's father, Zhang's father is a little worse in governing the family, but he is a little knowledgeable about learning, the first ancestor is to follow the army, and has gained glory, after the continuation of these generations, he is favored by the family, and he takes the road of official career.

After reading the words written by my son and daughter-in-law, commenting on them, and explaining what I taught yesterday to the two children, this day should have passed, and there is no need to say too much to encourage the two children.

Whenever this time, Zhang Wang's will listen together, she can understand what she can understand, and she will watch if she can't understand, look at the serious appearance of the two children, look at the happy and expectant expression on the face of her man, and know that her son and daughter-in-law have learned a lot of knowledge and are also happy.

"Dad, I've been studying these days, and the child hasn't gone outside to play with his father and mother, so it's better to go out and have a look today."

Zhang Xiaobao was worried about his father's poems when he was taking the Xiucai exam, learned the things of the day, and proposed to go out to play.

Usually Zhang's father is reluctant to waste this time, but in the past few days, people have been looking at his son and daughter-in-law, which has made the two children have a lot less fun, and he also feels a little guilty, hesitated for a while, and saw that the wife over there kept making eyes, so he had to agree.

The four of them brought some snacks and drinks, and without greeting any people, they came to the pond where the ducks and geese had been placed, and there were ducks and geese in the water who had returned home late to play in the water, and each one was relatively small, and it was raised by the villagers, and the children who put the geese did not know where to run.

The four of them spread out the blankets they brought, sat around, and put snacks and wine in the middle, Zhang Wang's family was naturally responsible for pouring wine for Zhang's father, only the two of them drank some wine here, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan took a piece of cow hoof tendon and grinded their teeth there.

"Husband, the scenery here is so beautiful, it's still dry elsewhere, but I'm not worried at all here, husband, you can make a poem and let the concubine listen to it." At this time, Zhang Wang's changed his toughness in the past, and said to Zhang's father gently.

"Well, okay, then make a song, drink first, and wait for the husband to brew." Zhang's father didn't expect his daughter-in-law to ask him to compose poems at this time, but he was not prepared at all, so he had to drink first, while trying to think about what sentences to use.

"Xiaobao, you see that now that those flowers are withering, can you still dye all the leaves red?" Wang Juan began to perform with Zhang Xiaobao at this time.

The two of them had already planned to help Zhang's father brew poems in various seasons, even if they said a few key things for Zhang's father to write down, they could write them during the exam.

Zhang Xiaobao didn't know much about poetry, looked at Wang Juan's lips, and said slowly: "Why do you want to dye red, this evening, even if there are more sorrows stirring in my heart, thinking about the flowers that have long left the branches, even if I urge the horse to go to the end of the world, you must know that this flower bonus has fallen, and it is not so decisive, at least it will help new peanuts come out in the coming year." ”

"Oh, that is to say, the red is not ruthless, waiting to turn into dirt, and it can still protect the flowers from blooming?" Wang Juan continued here.

In fact, the two of them want to say that the vast and sorrowful day is slanting, and the whip points to the end of the world. Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers.

But Zhang's father didn't know this, while drinking wine, he watched the two children sitting there, and suddenly heard the words of the two children, and he had an idea, and said to Zhang Wang's: "Qiao'er, for the husband, I will talk to you, well, leave the sunset, why worry about urging the horse to look at the end of the world." How can it be ruthless? But it makes spring mud and protects flowers. ”

"The husband is really powerful, a glass of wine has not been drunk, the poem came out, the husband drank slowly, and the concubine peeled a shrimp for the husband to eat."

Zhang Wang's was happy when he heard it, his husband was the most capable, and while persuading the wine, he helped peel a boiled prawn and bring it to his man's mouth.

Zhang's father's face was slightly red, but it was difficult to explain, so he could only drink all the wine in one gulp and chew the shrimp meat, while Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were biting a piece of beef jerky and grinding their teeth there.

Zhang Wang looked at his man who had drunk wine and eaten shrimp, and said next to him: "The husband's ability is really not ordinary, you see, the lotus flowers in the pond are blooming, it is better to write a poem for the concubine, and the concubine is good to teach Baolang." ”

"This ...... Okay, for the husband, I will make another song with my wife, and drink first. Father Zhang was a little scared, this kind of improvised poetry was not so simple, and he was ready to drink to delay time.

Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan hurriedly took out the beef jerky in their mouths, glanced at each other, and Wang Juan spoke first: "Xiaobao, this season is really good, it's already June, I only heard that the lotus flower will bloom in mid-June, but listening and watching, it's just different, why do you say?" ”

"Well, I think it's June, after all, it's June, its scenery is different from other times, such as spring, summer, autumn and winter, you see, this lotus leaf is so big, so many together, I think the water and sky are the same color, so green, this sunset shines, I think the lotus is more red than usual, what do you say?"

Zhang Xiaobao still knows this poem, and hints directly at it there.

Zhang's father still has some knowledge, but he has less inspiration, so he was thinking about how to make a poem to satisfy his daughter-in-law, and drank two bowls of wine in a row, and when he heard the words of his son and daughter-in-law, inspiration came again.

"Madame, listen to the husband, that ...... After all, the pond is not the same as the four seasons in June. The lotus leaves are so poor, the sunshine lotus is not red, not good, the last sentence should be the sunshine lotus is not red. ”

"The husband is really different from those people, two poems in this moment, but unfortunately the sunset is about to set, it's really a pity, husband, let the concubine get some radish and dip it in sauce for the husband to eat."

Zhang Wang praised again, and at the same time dipped the radish that was plucked very young and dipped it in some hot sauce and fed it to Zhang's father's mouth, that earnest demeanor showed that she also wanted Zhang's father to chant a poem.

Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan saw their mother's demeanor with their spare eyes, glanced at each other again, and exchanged lips.

"I remember that Du Fu wrote a poem, called Summer Night Sigh, why don't you take it out? Bad bootstrapping. Wang Juan said first.

"How long?" Zhang Xiaobao also asked with lips.

"Twenty-four sentences, it contains a little more things." Wang Juan replied.

"Forget it, I don't have the ability to guide, it's simpler." As soon as Zhang Xiaobao heard so many sentences, he immediately vetoed it.

"What do you say? There you have, little plum's. "After all, Wang Juan is a genius boy, and he learns more things than Zhang Xiaobao's system.

"What? Eunuch's? Zhang Xiaobao thought hard, which eunuch is powerful, there is one surnamed Sima, there is one surnamed Zheng, and the surname Tong seems to be good.

"What eunuch, don't belittle the eunuch, Li Shangyin, do you have any impression?" Wang Juan reminded.

"Oh, it turned out to be ...... What does he do? Zhang Xiaobao looked suddenly enlightened, squinted his eyes and asked again.

"There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon."

"Oh, I have an impression of this, this situation can be recalled, this is not suitable for my father to tell my mother, right? My mother is easy to misunderstand, very easy. Such a familiar sentence, Zhang Xiaobao still knows.

"What's the mess? He has only memories for the rest of his life? Also, the sunset is infinitely better. Wang Juan glanced at Zhang Xiaobao with her big, cute eyes.

"Oh, you said earlier, he wrote it too? Understand, look at the husband, juanjuan, that ........ ”

Wang Juan shuddered when he heard Zhang Xiaobao's name, and his eyes calmed down when he looked at the water.

"Well, when I came to the pond, I looked at the calm water reflecting the sunset, why was it a little uncomfortable? This sunset, he is very good, but unfortunately, seeing that it is dusk, we are going back again. Zhang Xiaobao continued.

Wang Juan finally watched the water surface calm down, and when she heard Zhang Xiaobao also say calm, her mood fluctuated again.

Zhang's father didn't know his daughter-in-law's mentality, and when he heard his son's words, he had poems again in a blink of an eye, and this time it was closer to some of the original texts.

"My wife and children are in the pond, and I feel unwell at night. The sunset is infinitely good, just want to dusk. Qiao'er, how? ”

"Okay, what the husband said is good." Zhang Wangshi is not a fool, why is the poem spoken by his man these three times related to what his son and daughter-in-law said over there? Looking at the two little ones looking at the pond as if nothing had happened, it was even more suspicious.