Chapter 301: Snatching Back Your Luck
No wonder Grandpa Qi's eyes just now disgusted her, he must have thought she was a sinister villain, right?
But she was angry at the time, and she just wanted her cousin to teach Huo Jin a lesson, she had no other meaning, who let Huo Jinzhi sell stills behind her back, and didn't treat her as a friend at all.
The mountain wind brought a burst of poetry, it was Tang Xiaonan reading English poetry, and the praise of Old Man Qi, Shen Yuzhu gritted his teeth, and hatred shot out of his eyes.
It's all caused by this stinky girl, since Tang Xiaonan and Huo Jinzhi have a good relationship, everything is not going well for her, it must be this stinky girl who has robbed her luck, she wants to snatch it back!
Shen Yuzhu sneered and walked towards the mountain, she didn't want to dig motherwort, she couldn't make money at all, she had to think of other ways, the top priority at the moment was to snatch back her luck, she firmly believed that her luck was snatched away by Tang Xiaonan, otherwise why did everything go wrong for her during this time?
If...... The Tang family is unlucky, and the stinky girl will definitely be unlucky, and the luck should come back, right?
Shen Yuzhu had a certain thought in her heart, her eyes were a little hesitant, she hadn't made up her mind yet, now she was just a ten-year-old girl, without the ruthlessness and decisiveness of the strong woman in the shopping mall in the book, and there was not much kindness and hatred in the difficult struggle.
Absentmindedly picking up firewood, Shen Yuzhu unconsciously walked to the hillside where the old man Qi was grazing cattle, a few cows were leisurely eating grass, and the tail was flicking, and the old man Qi was teaching Tang Xiaonan to recite a Russian poem, which was Pushkin's "To the Sea".
The old man had a low voice, reciting emotionally, every time he read a sentence, Tang Xiaonan followed to learn a sentence, one old and one young taught with heart, learned seriously, and didn't notice Shen Yuzhu who was getting closer at all.
"There are a few mispronunciations, pay attention to my tongue ......"
The old man corrected Tang Xiaonan's pronunciation error, Russian is much more difficult to learn than English, the pronunciation is very awkward, and there are more syllables than English, fortunately Tang Xiaonan has a foundation in his previous life, otherwise it is really not easy to learn.
Finally read it correctly, the old man was very pleased, and did not hesitate to praise, "Xiao Nan is awesome, better than grandpa learned at the beginning." ”
"You're a good teacher, but I'm also smart."
Tang Xiaonan patted the sycophant, and did not forget to praise herself, the old man smiled happily and patted her head gently, "Xiaonan is the smartest student I have ever taught, next time let Jinzhi find out if there is any original Russian text, Russian literature plays a pivotal role in the history of world literature, there are many great writers, like Tolstoy, Chekhov, Turgenev, Dostoevsky, etc., they are all epoch-making writers, Xiaonan is older, you can read their works." ”
"Their names are so long that I can't remember them."
Tang Xiaonan was dizzy, to be honest, there are indeed many great writers in Russia, but she likes Pushkin, or because Pushkin writes poetry, which is short and easy to remember.
If Pushkin had written long stories like Tolstoy, maybe she wouldn't have liked it.
"War and Peace", as well as "Anna Karenina", are so classic, almost a must-read book for exquisite petty bourgeoisie, but Tang Xiaonan's other books are willing to take the time to read them, so that she can force them at a friend's party, but she can't read these two masterpieces, those names that are dozens of words long, it really hurts her to watch, and after insisting on reading dozens of pages, she gave up completely.
British and American literature should be enough for her, a pseudo-petty bourgeoisie, to pretend to be forced, and she can't be embarrassed to memorize such a long name by herself, she really can't gnaw.
PS: The author does not mean to belittle Russian literature, but the author probably has dyslexia, and he gets dizzy when he sees such a long list of names, and he has not been able to read the complete works of Tolstoy so far, which is the author's biggest regret.