Lin Jiaruo thought about it and replied in a low voice: "I'm looking for my big brother!" ”

Gan Mingcong asked unexpectedly: "Cousin Zhizhi will also come today?" ”

Lin Jiaruo shook his head and whispered, "I don't know!" ”

Gan Mingcong's eyes changed, I don't know if I'm still looking around, is this cousin stupid?

"Big brother and his classmates came here to watch the dragon boat during the Dragon Boat Festival last year-" Lin Jiaruo didn't notice Gan Mingcong's idiot gaze, and still shared his secret with him very seriously, "Maybe I'll come again this year, I want to surprise my big brother!" ”

It turned out to be like this, before Lin Jiaruo found out, Gan Mingcong quickly put away his inappropriate eyes, put on a serious face, and asked in a low voice: "Then you didn't find it just now?" ”

Lin Jiaruo nodded and said, "Maybe the big brother hasn't come yet-" Suddenly thinking of something, his eyes lit up, and he pulled Gan Mingcong's sleeve, "Maybe it's coming now!" Cousin Cong, you accompany Ah Ruo to go out and look for it again, okay? ”

The little girl's big black eyes were full of soft and glutinous anticipation, and Gan Mingcong nodded unconsciously.

After nodding, although he regretted that he was impulsive, he saw Lin Jiaruo's eyes smile into crescent moons, so he put aside that little hesitation.

Lin Jiaruo looked back at the window, the two little cousins were addicted to gambling boats and couldn't extricate themselves, Daddy and Cousin Jue didn't know what they were discussing, and they were also fully engaged.

Well! It's a great opportunity to sneak around!

So, the two children, holding hands and tiptoeing out.

I looked for a few rooms, but I still didn't find Lin Zhizhi, when I passed by the West Lake Poetry Society, I was unaware that a person walked out of it and almost bumped into Lin Jiaruo again, fortunately, Gan Mingcong reacted quickly, pulled Lin Jiaruo back who was rushing in front, protected him in his arms, and glared at the person when he looked up.

Why are the adults in this private room so reckless, walking without looking at the children?

"Yo!" It's still that person, and when he saw Lin Jiaruo and Gan Mingcong, he smiled, "Are you the children of the Lin family?" What about your family? Busy composing poetry? ”

Gan Mingcong was thinking about how to go back, but the little girl in his arms nodded very seriously, and said in a sweet and glutinous voice: "Yes, Daddy and Cousin Jue are discussing poetry!" ”

When I left just now, I heard my father say some poems.

When Lin Jiaruo spoke, someone came out listening to the movement and sneered: "Lin Shisheng is out of breath now, and he can't get along in the poetry club, so he went to discuss poetry with a yellow-mouthed child!" ”

"That's it, he can still regain some confidence, hahaha......"

Gan Mingcong furrowed his eyebrows, clenched his fists, and raised his chin proudly: "My brother is the head of the Jinling Mansion test!" ”

A group of adults over there were stunned.

Lin Jiaruo also happily agreed: "Mmmm! My cousin Jue is the head of Jinling County, and my eldest brother is the head of Yuhang County-" After a pause, he looked at the adults innocently, "Did the Da Lang Jun also participate in the government examination?" ”

A group of adults had different faces and did not answer, which caused Gan Mingcong to snicker blatantly.

"Your cousin and your eldest brother are both young talents, but I don't know what he is trying to do in the Third Prince of Lin's Mansion?" Not to be outdone, someone asked, most of them in this group have passed the government examination, but what is the ranking......

Lin Jiaruo thought about it seriously and shook his head embarrassedly: "When Daddy passed the house test, I wasn't born yet, and I didn't know Daddy's ranking, so what about you, Da Langjun?" ”

This person snorted coldly, and said with confidence: "In Xia Bucai, he is the thirteenth place in the government examination in Yongkang for three years!" "It's not a bad ranking, it's already the best in this group.

Lin Jiaruo said embarrassedly: "Ah Ruo is young and ignorant, may I ask Da Langjun, the first name is the head of the case, and what is the name of the thirteenth?" ”

At this time, Gan Mingcong couldn't control his laughter even if he covered his mouth, the thirteenth person had a red face and a white face, and it was not good to be angry with children, but Lin Jiaruo didn't know it, and looked at Gan Mingcong with a puzzled face, not understanding what he was laughing at.

"Hahaha, we are the West Lake Poetry Society, only about poetry, regardless of other mundane things!" Someone played haha for his companions.

Gan Mingcong smiled and said with honor: "If you want to talk about poetry, you are even less than my Third Uncle Lin, nearly 100 well-known talents in Jiangning Mansion at the Jinling Poetry Conference are willing to bow to Uncle Lin's "Spring Quatrain" and regard it as a pressing work!" ”

Someone sneered: "Lin Shisheng's ability, we don't know, what kind of work is pressed, no one will do it, right?" ”

This statement was agreed by many people: "Yes, if you call him over, write a poem on the spot!" ”

"That's right! Write on the spot! ”

"That's right! Right! Call him over! ”

These adults in front of them suddenly became emotional, and Lin Jiaruo was a little scared, so he shrank into Gan Mingcong's arms.

Seeing Lin Jiaruo's withdrawn expression, some people were unrelenting: "Little girl Lin, go and call your father over!" ”

Miss Lin said that these adults are so terrible, what should I do if I want to cry? Daddy, come on—

"I'm coming!"

The calm and calm voice instantly appeased Lin Jiaruo, pushed Gan Mingcong, turned around and jumped into Lin Shisheng's arms: "Daddy! The scream was sweet and soft, and Lin Shisheng's eyebrows, which were still sharp just now, instantly softened.

"Brother Shi Sheng-" Someone smiled and just spoke, but was immediately interrupted by Lin Shisheng lightly.

"Poetry, yes?" Lin Shisheng patted his daughter's soft back comfortably with one hand, and raised his other hand slightly, "Pen and ink are waiting!" ”

He was born with a good appearance, and when he raised his eyebrows, his demeanor was outstanding, as if the group of people were inferior to him, looking forward to serving his pen and ink.

A group of people showed anger.

But there are still people who lay out the paper and polish the ink with the intention of seeing how you make a fool, and finally snorted coldly: "Please, Lin Sangongzi!" ”

The road to the bookcase was awayed, but Lin Shisheng picked up Lin Jiaruo unhurriedly and walked to the table full of snacks, raised his head with a smile, nodded to Gan Mingjue, and said, "I'm tired of writing for me!" ”

Gan Mingjue happily left.

Lin Shisheng picked up an orange from the table and peeled it slowly, while Gan Mingjue held the pen in front of the desk and waited intently.

When some impatient voices in the crowd appeared, Lin Shisheng peeled the oranges, and while stuffing them into his daughter's mouth, he chanted loudly: "Qiantang is flat in May, and the people of Yi will float the boat——"

Someone looked disdainful: But it's mediocre!

Gan Mingjue's pen is like a snake, with a faint expectation in his eyes.

Lin Jiaruo was eating oranges with a bulging mouth, and at the same time looking at his father with sparkling eyes, he always felt that his father was doing something particularly remarkable!

Lin Shisheng smiled softly at her, saw that she had finished eating a petal, and stuffed another petal into it, and at the same time, he chanted in his mouth: "Lingjun has been singing for a long time, and the mourning rumor has been vibrating from now on——"

Someone put away their disdain and began to bow their heads in contemplation.

Another petal of orange: "Yang Huan hits the thunder Khotan, and the turbulent current roars in unison——"

Another petal: "The dragon has to move in the rain, and the dragon drinks the river......"

The talents of the West Lake Poetry Society gradually changed their faces, and the thirteenth was even more pale and crumbling.

“……”