In the house, there was the laughter of Yunyi.

Shangguan Hong saw that Yun Yi was laughing so rudely when he was eating, he asked with a straight face, "Yun Yi, what are you laughing at?"

Yunyi smiled happily, and she replied casually: "Haha, nothing, I didn't expect a little vinegar to let him do this!"

As soon as Shangguan Hong heard this, he knew that his daughter was playing a prank again, so he said to Yun Yi fiercely: "Yun Yi, you are messing around again, quickly apologize to Leng Mian." ”

"I don't, I'm only right with him if I do, if I apologize, then I'm not at a loss again. Yunyi said paranoidly.

"Yunyi. Shangguan Hong's tone was a little heavy, he had just finished a fierce sentence, and then held back, for his precious heart, he couldn't be harsh, and his anger quickly retreated.

Shangguan Hong knows that her daughter is good everywhere, but she is a little willful and a little nonsense, but she has to admit that she looks angry and cute.

There is no way, with her cuteness, Shangguan Yunyi can conquer anyone around her, and her father can't be angry with her.

In order to apologize, Shangguan Hong had to apologize in person, Leng Mian accepted it after hearing it, and he didn't think anything was wrong with Yun Yi, after all, Yun Yi was right, he did take advantage of Yun Yi twice, although they were all unintentional, but that in Yun Yi's eyes, he might just not be able to accept it, therefore, Leng Mian understood very well and was very happy, it is estimated that such a fairy, no one has ever had close contact, or three times, this kind of thing will be beautiful for anyone!

After the meal, Leng said to Shangguan Hong: "Uncle Hong, I am going to a place now, I don't know how long it will take to come back, in short, it won't be too long." ”

"Won't it be too long? How long is that?" Shangguan Hong frowned, looking still a little worried.

"It's about two days, or maybe ten days or eight days. ”

"Okay!" Shangguan Hong already trusted Leng Mian's words, and he also saw that Leng Fang really liked his daughter, and there was no need to lie to others.

So, anyway, cold noodles are sheep that will only return home, so you don't have to worry about it even if you are free-range. However, Shangguan Yunyi didn't seem to be very happy after hearing this, maybe she thought Leng Mian left because she was angry with her, or maybe it was because of something else.

Yun Yi leaned over, pouted her pink little mouth, and said as if she didn't care: "If you want to go, you can go, what's the big deal!"

Leng Mian listened to Yun Yi's words and faced him with a smile, Yun Yi saw that he was not a little reluctant, and he was even more angry, so he said: "Hmph, it's best to leave and never come back!"

After speaking, Yun Yi went upstairs angrily, staring at Yun Yi stupidly with a cold face, he didn't know why Yun Yi was angry, he could only say that the girl's anger was always so inexplicable.

Entering the room and closing the door, it was Yunyi's own inner world, she sat on the soft chair, picked up a white rabbit puppet, pulled the rabbit ears, and said angrily: "That stupid boy with cold noodles, it's so stupid, I can't see me-"

At this point, the words suddenly stopped, Yun Yi seemed to be in a trance, and said: "Hey, what's wrong with me, how can I think about that nasty ghost, hmph, I don't want to!"

In other words, where are Leng Mian going to go far away? He doesn't seem to have any relatives and friends in the Tang Kingdom, so what is he going to do?

Soon after, on the street, the figure of Leng Mian appeared, he looked around, as if looking for something, and soon, his gaze locked on one place.

"Found it!"

In the direction Leng Mian was looking, several passers-by came and went, and against the wall, there was a table where a poet collected his calligraphy and paintings.

It was the poet Yun Yi said he liked before, and he didn't know what Leng Mian was planning to do when he was looking for him, so he walked over now, walked in front of the poet, and said respectfully: "Poet Li Hua, hello." ”

When the poet cleaned up, he glanced at it and replied, "Hello, may I ask you something?"

"Sir, can you teach me poetry?"

Learning poetry?

The man looked at Leng Mian with a strange feeling, he didn't want to be a scholar no matter how he looked at it, more like a martial artist, how could such a person want to learn to write poetry from him?

"Do you want to learn poetry, what is your purpose, or is it just a hobby, just to appreciate poetry?"

"I want to pick up girls. ”

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly froze, and the air did not beat at all.

Suddenly, the poet smiled and said with a cold face: "Okay, I like you as an upright person, happy, happy!"

"Sir, do you agree?"

"Of course you agree, what's your name?"

"Cold noodles. ”

At this time, Li Hua's stomach screamed, interrupting his unbridled laughter, and he said, "It's noon, cold noodles, let's go have a meal first." ”

"Well, good. ”

After that, the two found a small noodle restaurant and ate a good meal in it, the sound of shivering noodles, and the silky white noodles shivered into their mouths, which was called a pleasure!

Li Huadu sighed: "Every time I eat it, I feel very happy!"

"yes, your food here is pretty good, I think it's delicious. ”

"Listen to this, Leng Mian, you're not a local, right? ”

"Well, it's not, I'm from Jingguo. ”

"Oh, from Jing Kingdom, no wonder you want to learn poetry, it stands to reason that most of the men in Tang Kingdom know a little, it's enough to soak a girl!"

"By the way, who is that girl you're going to soak? Tell me about it. ”

Leng Mian was reluctant, and he said hesitantly: "This, can I not reveal it!"

"Of course, it's your own business!"

After the two talked and laughed, Li Hua shifted his gaze to the street, on the street, there happened to be fat women walking by, Li Hua saw it, and looked at it with admiration. Why do you say appreciation? Because he is a poet and a man of culture, he uses the word appreciation, regardless of his identity and cultivation, but in fact, his eyes are the same as those of an old man with squinting eyes.

It's really a unique Tang country, the fat woman actually covered the whole street, which seems to tell others that people here have this taste, cold noodles may not be used to it, some can't accept it, if it weren't for so many delicacies, he might not want to go to the street at all.

However, it is worth saying that although those women are fat, they are not excessive at all, just for being fat, round and smooth, full and plump, showing a plump sense of body lines, and there is no excess fat.

"Mr. Li Hua, why are you so many here-"

"Fat girl. ”

"Yes. Leng Mian looked down embarrassedly.

"Haha, Dumei, Dumei, plump is beautiful. ”

Seeing Li Hua laughing appreciatively, Leng Mian just embarrassed twice, which can be regarded as cooperating with Li Hua. After that, Li Hua didn't notice whether Leng Mian was willing to listen to it, anyway, he just communicated with Leng Mian at length.

It is conceivable that two people with completely different tastes can have a topic in this regard, cold noodles feel like pins and needles, and they can't listen to it at all, and it is difficult for him to imagine what kind of poems can be written by a poet who appreciates obesity, and it is estimated that it will not be the kind he needs.

Unexpectedly, Li Hua was so excited to compose a poem, he took out a pen when he got up, and casually clicked a few strokes on the paper, and it became a poem.

He took a look at Leng Mian, and sure enough, the content of the poem was obesity or something, but to Leng Mian's surprise, in the poem, although it was written about fat women, it was elegant, and the words used were just right, and even Leng Mian, a person who didn't know how to appreciate it, could also appreciate the beauty.

After the meal, the poet did not intend to write, and on such a good day, he still wanted to have a good rest, and to go out into the street to have a good time.

Li Hua also wants to take advantage of this opportunity to teach cold noodles to compose poems, because poems are obtained from real life, so they must find interest in reality.

In terms of poetry, beginners practice writing poems more, and Li Hua wants him to learn simple poems slowly in it.

In the lively streets, there will be many unique cultural traditions, there are fire-breathing, acrobatics, attracting everyone's attention and cheers, crowds gather together, shouting and applauding to appear lively, and in the corners of the street that are easy to be ignored, there is a small stall, where there is a shadow puppet show, in front of the stall, there are only a few children, sitting on a small bench.

Leng Mian knew what it was, because it was from them, but he didn't expect that the shadow puppet would be so unpopular here.

Leng Mian said hello to Li Huashi, moved alone for a while, and then walked over there to watch the shadow puppet for a while.

It was the shadow puppet of the god fighting the demon, the god played the sword very well, the shadow puppet was very exquisite, and the cold face couldn't help but clap his hands. He now wants to know what kind of artist is behind the screen.

After the good-looking shadow puppet ended, an old man dressed in coarse clothes and plain clothes came out to close the stall, his body was bent, and he walked with a limp, it seemed that he was lame. His hands are full of age, and he can't imagine that such a pair of hands will have the dexterity of ingenuity.

The old man shouted, "Children, go home, I want to close the stall." ”

The children dispersed, and the old man was putting away the bench, so he walked over with a cold face and greeted the old man.

Later, he chatted with the old man, and after countless praises on the cold noodles, the old man said with a smile: "This shadow puppet is beautiful, this is a tradition, and it will be inherited by others." ”

"Old man, such a beautiful thing, no one has passed it on?"

"Old and childless, where can anyone inherit this thing from me!"

The old man said this, like the autumn wind and the leaves are cold, and the cold face can also feel the sadness in it, the cold face looked at the old man's sad face, knowing that this was his regret, and at that moment, he didn't know where the courage came from, and said: "Grandpa, wait for me, I want to learn your shadow puppet." ”

"Really?"

The old man was very happy, and responded coldly: "Well, but not yet, I still need to do something." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, just be willing to learn. ”

The old man is very happy and deserves to be happy, because there are some things in the world that are treasures worth cherishing, and those things are recognized, which is the greatest recognition of the guardian of the treasure, which cannot be exchanged for any amount of money.