"Let's memorize it, know a certain number, know a certain text."

Qian Mishou suddenly raised his little hand.

Song Fusheng: "Say." ”

"Uncle, I'm done here."

Done memorizing? Song Fusheng was a little unconvinced, "You read it."

"Knowing a certain number, knowing a certain text, one and ten, ten and hundred.

Hundreds and thousands, thousands and thousands, three talents, heaven, earth and people. ”

"Mi Shou sits down, Jinbao reads."

"The Three Lights, the Sun, the Moon and the Stars."

Song Fusheng deliberately asked, "En?" ”

Song Jinbao scratched his head, this trick is often played by the fat girl: "Third uncle, what are you doing?" ”

"Right?"

"That's right."

All right.

Song Fusheng said: "Sit down, let's learn to recite the surname of the hundred families, Kong Cao...... Why don't you sit down? ”

"Third uncle, Kong Cao has also finished studying, we should learn Wu Yu Yuanbu."

Song Fusheng: "......"

Out of the conference room.

Song Fusheng suddenly felt that he seemed to be useless, and he spot-checked the errand student Song Jinbao, and Song Jinbao could explain what it meant to be expensive.

Co-authored with his daughter, not only let these babies read it well, and the progress was taught very quickly, but also began to talk sentence by sentence.

I want to check my homework, and the words drawn by each person have been graded. At first glance, it was approved by his daughter.

Including the homework of the boys in the kindergarten.

I don't know if those big and small children are convinced by the score given by his daughter.

After all, the word Poria is still practiced.

He is a good word, but he has been practicing for more than 20 years, and he has met a good gentleman to guide him.

"Ugh."

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"You're doing a good job at home, you don't seem to need me anymore."

Song Fuling suddenly smiled a little flatteringly: "How come? What, Dad, come, I'll show you something good. ”

"Dangdang, dangdang." Song Lingxue Lu Pan pretended to be mysterious, and fanned a sheet on the sand table table before, and opened it at this time.

Song Fusheng was surprised: "Are you done?" ”

"Ah, no matter how complicated it is, I won't. Daddy? ”

"What are you doing?"

"That, well, look at it, at home, my mother doesn't need you to take care of the peppers anymore.

Mi Shou and their babies, for the time being, I also have the strength to teach them well.

Then you ask everyone to make small dumplings, make chicken balls, skewer mutton skewers, let everyone get up early in the morning to dig ice holes and make small fish, and so on, including collecting vegetables, you have also arranged it, and bought everything that should be bought home.

Even grandpa said that you don't have to do anything else, and you can't drag it when you go outside to pick up stones, so it's better to let you take a good rest.

So, can you help me go to the city and talk about the book for a few days? ”

"What's that?"

"Oh, Dad, I'll talk about it for a few days."

……

Recently, in Fengtian City's Ma Lao Tai Cake Xingxing Store, always during the lunch break, Dadezi will welcome a group of small generals at the door.

There are those of the Shenji Battalion, those of the Internal Guard Beijing Division, and those who are patrolling generals on duty in the Guogong Mansion.

These people are all from Geng Liang's propaganda.

In other words, although Geng Liang left with Lu Pan and went to the outskirts of the city to train troops, his influence remained.

Because before, Geng Liang made an appointment with a friend and told his friend what kind of book he wanted to take them to listen to.

After he left, he didn't hear it, his friend changed jobs at noon, and Xin'er came to take a look, which was amazing, and they brought their friends again, one by one, and it was a fulfillment of Ma Lao Tai Cake Xingxing Shop.

Wake up and shoot it.

Just looking ahead, a man in his thirties, dressed in a clean and elegant manner, spoke aloud at the front of the second floor of the dim sum shop:

"In the last book, we said that the gun in the palm of the hand is afraid to see, the iron car can kick up the dust and smoke all the way, and the wind and sand blowing up blinds people's eyes.

Today, we're going to break down the one that is often mentioned in the story, the one that flies farther than a bird, the one that floats higher than a cloud, and the airplane. ”

The people below slapped their hands in unison and shouted: "Okay, flying chicken!" ”

“…… The propeller made a clattering sound above.

Before the person approached, the hem of the garment was swept up by the wind and waves......

It is said that on the same day, when the plane started, Li Tianba's body leaned backwards.

He looked out the window, and guess what? ”

What's the matter, tell me quickly.

You see what we are looking like, why don't you talk about it soon.

When Song Fusheng said that when the plane starts, the body will tilt back, and their shape is to sit on a chair, and they can't help but tilt back, and they don't eat.

It's as if the flight attendant said on the radio: Please fasten your seat belt, open the visor, and put away the small table......

Don't talk about these people, it's Song Fugui, who has already heard about it once, and when I listen to Song Fusheng again, I still enjoy it with relish.

Because when the fat girl used to talk about this paragraph at home, she spoke dryly.

Stupid and thoughtful, you can listen to dry things addictively, and if you don't listen to them for a day, it's like something less.

It can be imagined that the Fusheng brothers finished talking about the sound and color.

The Fusheng brothers' speech book, which is all with facial expressions, sometimes patting the legs, sometimes pulling the robe, with a dubbing of dada, smack, and wahaha.

Even when it comes to the clothes of the characters in it, they are not as foolish as the fat girl.

It's all about what kind of weapons are worn from the chest to the waist under the ribs, and the military boots can walk the sea and climb the mountain, etc., down to all aspects. It makes people feel like there is a scene in their minds.

In particular, a few days ago, when the Fusheng brothers talked about the "decision to go on the expedition" in the third chapter, they asked him to push the sand table cart over.

The Fusheng brothers were standing in front of the sand table at that time, as if the characters in the book were possessed, holding the command baton in their hands, pointing at where to start, where to land, where to break through, and at the same time marching in several ways.

When he spoke, the momentum that was exuding from top to bottom, the scene, it felt like hey, oh my, as if it was a real thing, as if the Fusheng brothers were Lao Gu (Guderian), and the generals who were obedient to the book were serious, and they all surrounded them, listening carefully, as if they were going to lead the troops to the battle.

Song Fugui: Just say it, he is a brother of Fusheng, is it powerful?

If you come here to listen to the book, there is no one who does not know that the Fusheng brothers are scholars.

And it's so powerful that you don't need to show off, and you don't need to deliberately tell people that you are a child.

When people hear it, it is different from the words of the teahouse storytelling, we all bring a few lines of poetry from time to time, and when to use what words, is that what ordinary people can do?

Many people can guess after listening to one session: the storyteller has read the book with absolute seriousness.

At this time, downstairs.

Compared to the occasional strange sounds and cheers upstairs, the downstairs is busy.

Mrs. Ma looked at the note number drawn on the tray, "This is the bibimbap on table No. 1, spicy broth, spicy peanuts, and a pot of rice wine, come, serve it." ”

The eldest daughter-in-law of the high butcher immediately took it and brought it to the No. 1 table upstairs with a tray.

Mrs. Ma turned around and lifted the small curtain of the back stove, "Xiao Song, is the leather cake ready?" ”