Cong'er's adventurous activities, being "tied" by his mother to sleep with her again and again in the name of love, made him very unhappy, but helpless.

"What to do? What a suffocating love! Cong'er secretly complained in her heart.

What can save him from "fire and water" is the "little tail" that he hated quite much at first. The little girl is innocent, bold and cute, and often surprises adults to do things that are so enthusiastic that they are out of line.

Because of her brother, the neighbor boy has grown up to the time when he can learn words, and the bamboo products area on her mother's side has a large number of "finished" bamboo slips, just like a spring and autumn version of the "publishing house", there are a large number of "books" that have not yet been sent out, and as a noble woman, her mother is naturally a "senior literary and artistic young woman" who is literate and hyphenation, so the teenager's parents came over with a large strip of dried meat and gave it to her mother, asking her to allow her son to come over to learn words from her, and can read the "library" unpublished volumes".

Anyway, in addition to taking care of "Cong'er", there are servants to take care of it, and my mother doesn't have much to do, so she agreed.

As soon as the boy started school, he used a lot of his mother's time; And the task of taking care of Cong'er has become the "duty" of the "little tail". She raised three fingers and swore to Cong'er's mother and her parents: "Guaranteed!" Never let my brother fall in my hands again. ”

The little girl did what she said, during the time period when she accompanied her brother to study, she made "Cong'er" become "long" in her, no matter where she went, she held her tightly in her arms, and kept imitating her brother's tone of learning to read, like a little parrot that "learned language", and carefully learned it to Cong'er at the same time.

Cong'er's hearing has not improved much, and seeing the little girl in high spirits and tirelessly "parroting" at him, she can only continue the daily routine of "lip interpretation".

Seeing Cong'er staring at his mouth, looking very serious, "Little Tail" was very happy, and learned the voice of his brother reading, his mouth movements were bigger and more exaggerated, and he was deliberately very slow, as if he was afraid that he would not understand what he was saying.

Cong'er found that the rhythm was about the same, four or five words a sentence, the length was about the same, and he was always shaking his head, as if he was singing and reading, not reciting.

"No wonder you want to sing it! The paragraphs are almost as long, and the mouth shape at the end is about the same, and it can be seen that it is rhyming with 'rhyming', which is shaking his head, a bit like the posture of memorizing English word tense tables back then. Cong'er looked at it and summed it up, "I'm really afraid that if it goes on like this, I'll forget all the things I used to be very good at before!" That's horrible. ”

Cong'er kept this rare opportunity in mind one by one, and when he went to bed at night, he still silently recalled it in his mind.

This night, it was pouring rain and thunder outside, and the light of lightning pierced the window again and again, tearing the dark night and illuminating everything.

Strange to say, at the same time as the thunder exploded, Cong'er obviously closed his eyes, and the sound wave of this huge thunder was in front of Cong'er's eyes——— to be precise, it should be in the middle of the two eyes, in the place where the legendary "Erlang God" grew a third eye, and a burst of electricity flashed simultaneously, and he "saw" a huge flash of light——— just like the scene of thunder and lightning flashing outside.

This is simply "opening the eyes of the sky"!

Cong'er was excited, and quickly covered her eyes with both hands, trying to make sure that she was not seeing through the eyes.

"Come again, come again!" Cong'er tried hard to contain her excitement, and secretly begged to the "God" outside, "I still want to see it!" ”

Lei Gong and Dianmu must have heard his request, and with the increasing rain, they reopened with the drumbeat as if they were newly opened, and with more violent movements than just now, they worked hard for Cong'er to perform a live performance of "Shocking Thunder".

Cong'er was fascinated by the scene seen by the "Sky Eye": a sound, with a picture; The sound rises, the picture is bright; The sound is extinguished, and the picture is extinguished.

This feature is simply amazing! Cong'er happily listened to the thunder all night, and "watched" the night's "Let the storm come more violently!" "This is more real and exciting than the feeling of a 3D and 9DVI movie, but unfortunately, the validity period is too short, and how long you can watch it depends on how loud the thunder is.

After listening to the thunder in the middle of the night, I don't know when, Cong'er finally fell asleep, and no matter how loud the thunder was, it couldn't call him back from his dream.

The next day, his "car" ——— the cute and dutiful "little tail" came to take him to the study again, and once again accompanied the little brother to learn a new coursework, he wanted to try whether the newly developed functions last night could understand other people's speeches.

I saw that the little brother was holding a bamboo slip, shaking his head, and a string of syllables came out of his mouth, and the immature sound wave of the child's voice had not disappeared, and it also spread to the direction of Cong'er, he quickly closed his eyes, and tried to check with his heart from the position of the "eye of the sky", what was the little brother reading?

"There are trees in the south, and there is no rest. Han has a wandering girl, unthinkable. The breadth of the Han is incomprehensible. Jiang Zhiyong is incomprehensible. The wrong salary is wrong, and the words are clear. The son of Yu is home, and his words are his horse. The breadth of the Han is incomprehensible. Jiang Zhiyong is incomprehensible. The wrong salary, the words are wrong. The son of the Return. Words are in the making. The breadth of the Han is incomprehensible. Jiang Zhiyong is incomprehensible. ”

I saw this line of poems from the "Book of Songs, Han Guang", a column of vertical subtitles like the film and television chapters, just in front of the "eye of the sky", although it is the font of the big seal, appearing in a column of vertical bamboo slips on the blue leather surface, but Xin Wu has learned calligraphy from a famous teacher since he was a child, and he has been familiar with various fonts since he was a child, and he has traced and memorized all the fonts, not to mention that he has already won several municipal championships in the "Ancient Poetry Conference", and it is not surprising that he recognizes this text from the "Book of Songs".

"It turns out that the little brother is learning the Book of Songs." Cong'er opened her eyes and stopped the "real-time playback and translation" function of Tianyan. He found that "Little Tail" was trying to listen to his little brother's pronunciation, and was ready to repeat the "play" to Cong'er in a similar way, but he didn't notice that Cong'er was closing his eyes and frowning slightly to be a qualified "pickup" for a while.

Mom is seriously teaching the little brother, and the little tail is seriously learning a "second-hand" to Cong'er, Cong'er began to experiment with these three people, using the same information sent by sound waves of different frequencies, after his "Tianyan live pickup" translation, can get the same answer.