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The little guy pretended to be so well-behaved in front of his mother, turned around and revealed his original form, and pouted when he heard the words: "No, I can't even ride a horse, it's a shame." ”

Lu Peng didn't expect that the embarrassment that he screamed on the horse yesterday afternoon would be seen by this kid, and suddenly there was a black line, and he said with a smile: "Stinky boy, do you want to kill people in this seat?" ”

Huan Lang took a sip, grabbed a tofu ball and threw it into Lu Peng's bowl angrily, and said with an unhappy face: "I really don't know when I will be able to leave this broken temple, I want to eat braised pork!" Crispy chicken! ”

Lu Peng threw the balls back in disgust and educated: "Are the used chopsticks dirty?" Don't mess with people, your mother won't beat your ass when she sees it! ”

Somehow, he felt very relaxed talking to this child, perhaps because he had to wear a mask when he got along with adults these days, and he didn't dare to show his true nature at all. In fact, in his early twenties, he was still quite childlike.

Huan Lang casually pulled a few times in the rice bowl, smacked his mouth and was about to say something, when he suddenly heard a clear voice chanting: "Once the sea was difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud." The poem is a good poem, but I don't know if there is a couplet? ”

Lu Peng turned around, his eyes couldn't help but light up, only to see a white shadow flashing, and a plain-clothed girl walked out of the back room with her hands in her hands. With just a turn of the eyebrows, a picturesque fresh breath swelled up in the whole room. But it was Cui Yingying, compared with the two times I saw her before, at this time, it seemed more vivid and lively, clear and bright, and moving.

Lu Peng didn't expect her to come out to see her, so she hurriedly stood up, and at the same time knew that Cui Yingying really regarded Zhang Heng, who was chanting poetry last night, as herself.

His mind was racing, and he immediately dismissed the idea of telling the truth. After all, it's better to compete with that kid for Miss Cui's heart, or be selfish. But that poem is a masterpiece after all, since Zhang Heng can read it, the world must have come out, Cui Yingying has not heard of it now, it is not good to hear it in the future, it is not possible to take it for yourself.

So he smiled and said: "I have seen Miss below, I can't make such a poem, this poem is written by a great talent, and there are two sentences at the end: 'Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the cultivation and half of the king'." ”

This poem is very famous, but I vaguely remember not only these four lines, but there seem to be others, but I can't remember it clearly.

Cui Yingying read the poem twice, lowered her head, her jade face changed, and her beautiful eyes flowed. Huan Lang jumped up and shouted: "Okay, sister, you are getting bolder and bolder, you dare to run out to meet outsiders without permission, and see if your mother doesn't swell you...... Hey! ”

Cui Yingying glared at her younger brother and snorted, "Come less, how can you know if you don't say that your mother?" Good brother, don't make noise, my sister will go in after saying a few words to this brother. Next time you go out with the monk, I'll cover it up for you. ”

Turning his head to Lu Peng and smiling slightly, he raised a green jade finger and shook it, and said, "I remember what happened yesterday, the bold brother who jumped over the wall." ”

Lu Peng said with some embarrassment: "I want to say that I didn't jump it myself, and Miss will probably not believe it." In fact, looking back, I feel that things at that time were really strange, and suddenly my heart moved, and I secretly screamed that something was wrong. If it was really as Zhang Heng said, the monster ran away after pushing himself over the wall, then why didn't he make a sound at that time?

You must know that Zhang Hui is bent on peeking at Cui Yingying, but in the end he grabbed the head, will he stand by and watch? It's impossible to think about!

So what's going on?

Speaking of which, there is that monster, is it a human or something? Why do you chase yourself and keep screaming?

Cui Yingying saw his expression change, and couldn't help pursing her lips and smiled: "I was bold at the time, are you scared at this time?" Okay, as long as Brother Ren is willing to answer a few questions about the late birth, I won't say it. The little brother won't either, isn't it Huanlang? ”

Huan Lang snorted listlessly and lay on the table playing with chopsticks. Lu Peng took the doubts out of his mind, cheered up and smiled: "Please speak." ”

Anyway, there have been too many strange things in the past two days, and it is useless to think about it, and the most important thing at the moment is to get rid of Cui Yingying quickly. Only when you include her in the painting realm can you really open it, and then you can see what use that thing can be used to you.

Cui Yingying walked up to his brother, gently pressed his shoulder, smiled lightly at Lu Peng, and said softly: "Brother Lu, have you heard of ......?"

Huan Lang said loudly: "The surname is Zhang, stupid!" I didn't know anything about my surname, so I came to have a tryst with someone! ”

Cui Yingying knocked twice on his head and said angrily: "Don't make noise, what's the difference between the surname Zhang and the surname Lu?" What else is there to have a tryst without, you try it again! We're just talking about poetry! Got it? ”

When Lu Peng saw his sister and brother fighting, he suddenly missed his relatives in his previous life, and a burst of warmth surged in his heart for no reason. At the same time, he also secretly called Cui Yingying's behavior strange, and did not ask him what his surname was, and he also called himself a late-born person, which was 108,000 miles worse than the ladies he imagined, but he was really a wonderful person.

After Cui Yingying cleaned up her little brother, she continued with a smile: "Have you heard of Li Bai in brotherhood?" ”

This sentence was really unexpected by Lu Peng, and he was stunned for a while before he was stunned: "Do you know Li Bai?" ”

Cui Yingying raised her head, looked out the window, a look of admiration flashed in her eyes, and sighed: "Trapped in the boudoir in his later life, he can't go out of the house, he looks at the spring all day long, he climbs the stairs and thinks far away, he can only think in vain, how can he know Mr. Qinglian's immortals?" It's just that there is a brother in the clan, there is half a volume of Mr. Li Taibai's poetry collection, and he admired it very much after borrowing it in his later life, but it has been several years, so I want to ask my brother Tai to hear that Mr. Taibai has a new work? ”

Lu Peng never imagined that this girl was actually a little fan of Li Bai, and the plot development was really a little strange, and he muttered: "What poems has Miss heard of Li Bai?" ”

Of course, Li Bai's poems are famous, and Lu Peng can remember a lot, but he can't remember it when he wants to recite it for a while.

Cui Yingying put her crystal clean jade hand into her sleeve, carried it behind her, paced two steps in the room, and sighed: "My favorite in my later life are the two sentences in the difficult road: 'There will be a time when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds and sails will be in the sea'." Well, there is also 'Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles'. ”

As he spoke, he blinked his eyes and smiled at Lu Peng, thinking that he remembered the name "Lu Chengfeng" he used.

Lu Peng nodded and said, "Well, have you ever heard of this sentence?" 'I was born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone.' ’”

Cui Yingying couldn't help but be very happy when she heard him change his name, and clapped her hands in surprise when she heard this poem: "Good poem!" I haven't heard of it, but is there anything else? ”

The two read poems here, and Huan Lang listened very bored, yawned, and fell asleep on the table.