I'm not afraid of a woman's scolding, I'm afraid of a woman crying, and this little girl really has no logic at all, Lin Wanrong shook her head helplessly: "Okay, you say, what poems do you like to listen to?" ”

Xiao Yushuang clapped her little hands and said happily: "I know, Lin San, you are a good person." Then reluctantly, wind and snow, let's have a song for everything. ”

Lin Wanrong glared at her viciously, Xiao Yushuang spit out her little tongue mischievously, probably feeling that her request was indeed excessive, so she said: "Okay, okay, you can chant casually, I'll test you." ”

Lin Wanrong glanced at the garden, in late autumn, the leaves are falling, thinking of the fragrant mountains in Beijing, at this time it should be full of red maples. A hint of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, and he whispered:

"The red leaves are late Xiao Xiao, and the long pavilion has a scoop of wine.

The remnant clouds return to Taihua, and the rain passes through the middle strip.

The color of the trees follows the pass, and the sound of the river enters the sea far away.

The emperor's hometown will arrive tomorrow, and he is still dreaming of fishing. ”

This poem is not neat in terms of fighting, but it is rare that the artistic conception in it is far-reaching, which is very in line with Lin Wanrong's current lonely mood.

"The emperor's hometown will arrive tomorrow, and he is still dreaming of fishing-" Xiao Yushuang repeated in a daze, and suddenly looked at him and said, "Lin San, are you homesick?" ”

Although this girl is young, she is also very smart, and she saw through the sorrow in Lin Wanrong's heart, Lin Wanrong glanced at her, and said with a smile: "Casual chanting, second miss, you are smiling." ”

Xiao Yushuang smiled and said: "It turns out that you are so capable, but I saw you writing the three-character scripture silently that day, why can't you write?" ”

Lin Wanrong was amused in her heart, so she had to say: "Second Miss, I don't like these things that I memorize by rote, the words in my hometown are not written like this, and we don't use brushes there." ”

Xiao Yushuang sighed and said, "I see." In this way, my unintentional move has attracted a great talent to my Xiao family, hehe, my mother and sister will definitely praise me when the time comes. ”

After getting along with this Miss Xiao Er, except for her occasional little temper, the others are quite good. Lin Wanrong smiled and quipped: "Where am I a genius, I'm just eating here." ”

After chatting for a long time, Xiao Yushuang still sat on the ground, looking at the situation, for a while, I am afraid that the injury on her small buttocks will not recover.

The second lady frowned and said, "Lin San, I can't move now, can you not leave first, talk to me." Don't you know how to tell stories? Tell me a story, I like to hear stories the most. ”

Lin Wanrong was also thinking about it, if she found a maid to help her now, then she might not be able to hide the matter of beating the second miss of the Xiao family. Well, stay with her for a while, and wait for her to be more stable.

Lin Wanrong closed the door, walked back to her and sat down again, "Okay, tell me, what stories do you like to hear?" ”

The little girl's face was full of excitement: "I like any story, and no one has told me stories for a long time." ”

Lin Wanrong said strangely: "Did anyone tell you a story before?" ”

Xiao Yushuang nodded and said, "Yes, when I was a child, my mother told me stories. Later, my mother was too busy, so I pestered my sister every day and asked her to tell stories. Later, my sister got busy, and there was no one to tell me stories. ”

Xiao Yushuang lowered her head unconsciously, and a trace of gloom flashed on her face. Lin Wanrong thought about it and understood that it must have been Mrs. Xiao and Miss Xiao who were too busy and ignored Xiao Yushuang's feelings, which made her unconsciously become so rude and willful. Thinking of this, he unconsciously felt a trace of sympathy for this little girl.

Seeing this little girl looking at herself, Lin Wanrong didn't know what kind of story to tell her. Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood? Black Cat Sheriff King Kong Gourd Baby? Meteor Garden Crayon Shin-chan? The last time Lin Wanrong told a story to her sister was more than ten years ago, when the two of them were young, and they don't remember what they said now.

"Lin San, what kind of story do you want to tell me?" Xiao Yushuang saw that Lin Wanrong had not moved for a long time, and hurriedly asked.

"Oh, okay, let me tell you a story about Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai." Lin Wanrong was in a hurry, so she remembered some classic dramas, and regardless of whether it was appropriate or not, she came to one casually.

The little girl curled up on her knees, clasped her hands on her knees, put her head on her hands, and turned her head to look at him intently, listening to him tell the story that would be passed down through the ages.

Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai are probably the earliest romance dramas in China, and the sensational effect is incomparable. When the little girl heard that Marven was forcing Zhu Yingtai to death, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai were already in tears, and said hatefully: "This Marven is really a villain." Liang Shanbo is also a fool, why can't he see that Zhu Yingtai is a woman? ”

Lin Wanrong said with a smile: "It is precisely because I can't see it that this story can be passed down through the ages." If you see it, it will become a full moon, and it will not be widely spread. ”

Miss Xiao Er wiped away her tears, glared at him and said, "You wooden man, why are you still laughing?" I'm going to be by that guy surnamed Ma. ”

Xiao Yushuang is indeed a kind girl, so involved in the plot that she is deeply dissatisfied with Lin Wanrong's hippie smile.

"It's obviously two people who are happy with each other, why can't they end up married?" Miss Xiao Er asked softly with tears in her eyes.

"The world is unpredictable, you are still too young, when you grow up, you will slowly understand." Lin Wanrong knew that this little girl didn't have any experience, so she hurriedly enlightened her. At this time, he talked to Xiao Yushuang, as if he was facing his sister, natural and cordial.

The little girl snorted, straightened her chest and said, "Who said that I am young, I will be seventeen after the New Year." My mother said that she was married to my father when I was my age. ”

Speaking of getting married, the little girl's face still blushed involuntarily. Lin Wanrong laughed twice and did not speak.

"Lin San, the story you tell is very good, will you tell me a story every day in the future?" Miss Xiao Er looked at Lin Wanrong and asked with big beautiful and innocent eyes.

"Nope." Lin Wanrong was startled and hurriedly jumped up and said. Let him tell a story, if you want to tell a story every day, he won't be a fairy tale king?

"Why not?" Xiao Yushuang had a grievance on her face, and pouted: "Everyone has been beaten like this by you, can't you just listen to a few stories?" ”

After this little girl went to her rude temper, she was pitiful everywhere, Lin Wanrong was a little reluctant to go because she beat her little buttocks, so she said: "I am a member of the Xiao family, how can I tell you some stories every day, and people will gossip when they go out." ”

"Do you remember now that you're my family's housekeeper? Why did you forget when you hit someone's place? The little girl pouted and snatched him up.

If the little girl spoke ill of each other, it would be okay to say, but Lin Wanrong chatted with her for a few words, and the two gradually became acquainted with each other, and naturally they didn't care about her snatching white, so they had to smile wryly and said: "Then let's just say it, tell at most one story a day, and when I'm busy, you can't come and disturb me." ”

As long as she is busy with affairs, forgive this little girl for not taking care of herself, Lin Wanrong laughed a few times.

The little girl was not as insidious as him, and nodded hurriedly: "Don't worry, I know, when you are busy, I will never disturb you." ”

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