Looking at these teachers, or students, they only ask about poetry, not about state affairs.

Dongshu couldn't help but think of a poem.

The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of the country, and she still sings the backyard flowers across the river.

Qingzhou City is located in the south, so it is far away from the war in the north.

Now it looks like it's still a paradise, and the years are quiet.

But now that the situation is turbulent, every place in the country has an unstable tomorrow.

And these students, even some talented people who returned from studying abroad, after returning to China, neither threw themselves into the battlefield to defend their homes and the country, nor did they know how to combine the advanced Western culture they learned with the traditions of the motherland to develop more advanced machines.

Dongshu knew that if she thought like this, it would be a bit of a moral kidnapping.

But the kingdom is one's own, and the home is one's own.

If you don't keep it, do you still expect others?

Dongshu didn't want to participate.

But a female teacher with a good relationship pulled Dongshu together.

Dongshu didn't refuse with a straight face, so she followed.

Everyone went to Fu Chiye's place.

The piece in the suburbs is still Fu Erye's for the time being.

It has been repaired to a specification similar to that of a modern homestay, so that everyone can come to escape the heat in summer and come to the fireplace in winter.

It's a great place to go.

The teachers and students chartered a small room, and everyone sat together, feeling the scorching sun outside, and then listening to the poems around them and sighing.

If you don't want the north to be war-torn up, their lives are really quiet.

"Yu Nong, you are not in the third master of the right mansion to be an aunt's wife, why did you still come here?" Just as Dongshu was sitting by the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, a female voice suddenly sounded behind her.

Dongshu turned her head to look.

It was an acquaintance.

At least the original owner has this person in his memory.

Jiang Sirong.

Jiang Yuanda's daughter was also born to his aunt's wife, but she was the most thoughtful third wife.

Therefore, Jiang Sirong lives very well in the Jiang family, and she has stayed abroad with Jiang Yuetong, the daughter born to Mrs. Zhengfang.

At the age of 16, he was sent abroad to study, and he just returned at the age of 18.

In two years, I didn't learn anything.

Normally, it takes them two to three years to learn.

However, now that the Jiang family is not doing well, Jiang Yuanda let them come back early.

Jiang Sirong prides herself on being a new-style woman, and naturally she will not wear an old jacket and skirt at this time, even a cheongsam, and she is unwilling to wear it.

Dressed in a goose-yellow dress, the waistline is very tight, but it seems that the waist is thin and the legs are long and the breasts are quite big.

Jiang Sirong is also good-looking, her complexion is very white, she has a small face, and her facial features are bright and pleasing to look at.

In addition, she is a woman in the new era who has stayed abroad, and she is also sought after in this Qingzhou city.

Dongshu grimaced, glanced at Jiang Sirong with a slightly cold eyebrow, and then took her gaze back.

Jiang Sirong was completely ignored, and there was a good little sister next to her, who pretended to laugh: "Oh, Sirong, did you greet your sister in a foreign language, it's normal that she doesn't understand." ”

This sentence is a wake-up call for Jiang Sirong.

Originally, I wanted to use the identity of the third aunt of Quan to remind Dongshu and humiliate Dongshu by the way.

But that's still too risky.

After all, the third master of Quan was implicated together.

Now that I was reminded by the little sister, I remembered it.

I can use foreign languages.

Anyway, this sister who is almost wrapped in little feet must not understand.

After thinking about it, Jiang Sirong scolded Dongshu in foreign language without hesitation.

Dongshu didn't want to pay attention to it originally.

However, Jiang Sirong's little sisters were still coaxing over there.

Repeating curses back and forth.

The other people who were still singing poetry also looked at it at this time.

If Dongshu is still silent and does not speak, then he will be considered weak and bullied.

"It's really troublesome." Dongshu sighed secretly in her heart.

Then he turned his head and replied to Jiang Sirong in a standard foreign accent.

As a result, Jiang Sirong didn't understand.

For two years, I only cared about watching the excitement of the West, where did I still have the heart to learn this.

A weak foundation is to fool the Chinese people who don't know foreign languages.

At other times, Jiang Sirong actually didn't dare to really show off.

"Yu Nong also understands foreign languages?" This time it was a man's voice.

However, with surprise and doubts in this tone, Dongshu turned his head sideways to see that he was facing the face of a young man who was too arrogant to do it.

Jiang Zifeng.

The elder brother of the original owner, and the eldest son of Mrs. Zhengfang.

People are from the main house, so they are naturally serious sons, and they are not the same as their aunts.

Therefore, people have arrogant capital.

At this time, he looked at Dongshu with scrutiny, and there were disbelief and doubts between his words.

Seeing Dongshu's gaze, he unconsciously straightened his waist, and his eyebrows and eyes had a sense of arrogance.

Regarding Jiang Zifeng's question, Dongshu replied in a foreign language without seriousness.

Probably speaking, in this world, there are talents, geniuses and mediocre talents, the difference between the three is that genius is someone who says casually, and he can understand the deep meaning of the words, such as a simple foreign language, and he can listen to a few sentences, as for the other two, do not evaluate.

Although Jiang Zifeng learned foreign language well, after all, it was good to do a little homework.

But Dongshu's words, he still stumbled and pondered for a while, and then he figured it out.

Jiang Zifeng didn't understand it thoroughly and didn't dare to speak easily.

The sister of the aunt's wife, who was despised by herself, was stunned by the wall and couldn't get down, and Jiang Zifeng's face was very unsightly.

On the contrary, the young girl who had been sitting on the side and didn't speak much suddenly spoke: "Does the genius in Yunong's words just now mean genius?" ”

"Yes." Dongshu looked at the past and replied lightly.

The young girl who spoke in the back of her mouth was named Quan Shujin, and she was Quan Chongjin's own sister.

Because of the injury of his foot in his early years, one foot is a little lame.

For this reason, she rarely attends such gatherings.

Even if it comes, the sense of presence is not high.

At this time, she suddenly spoke, which startled Jiang Sirong.

She just mentioned Quan Shujin, if she was heard by Quan Shujin.

This is my own sister......

Jiang Sirong originally intended to scold Dongshu, but when she saw Quan Shujin speak, she honestly took two steps back.

Jiang Zifeng was still frowning, thinking carefully.

Other people are also thinking about the deep meaning of Dongshu's words.

Quan Shujin did not stay abroad.

In the early years, it was because of low self-esteem due to lameness, and then I saw other young people who came back from abroad, but I didn't see any difference.

In the end, I simply didn't want to go out.

In addition, she is 20 years old this year, and if she stays abroad for a few years and comes back, she will become an old girl.

It's not easy to marry if you want to marry.

Although according to her current identity as Quan Zhongjin, she wants to marry a good family, but it is actually really easy.

But Quan Shujin is very rational and knows his own conditions, so he doesn't force it, and he doesn't want to drag him into an old girl and embarrass his brother.