Su Yi took a deep breath and calmed himself down, "Listen, the next song: three thousand beauties in the harem." ”

"The iron pestle is sharpened into an embroidery needle. "The whiteboard will come as soon as it opens its mouth.

"Ugh....... cough cough...... "Su Yi was choked to death by the cigarette he had just inhaled in his mouth, and it took a long time for him to regain his breath, and said angrily: "I warn you for the last time, if you are so dirty, get out of here immediately!"

"Artistic conception, you have to look at the artistic conception, the author of this poem is already stinky and shameless, you listen to my explanation......"

"Okay, okay, count your pass, count your pass, next song next song. Su Yi didn't dare to let the whiteboard explain, otherwise he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to suppress Bai Juyi's coffin board.

Luoyang relatives and friends asked. ”

"The light boat has crossed the Ten Thousand Mountains. ”

Damn, do you owe someone money to run away? Su Yi slandered in his heart.

"The ...... of the poem"

"Shut up, count yourself off, and go on. Su Yi hurriedly interrupted the whiteboard, "I untie the general's robes." ”

"From then on the king did not come to an early dynasty. ”

"......" Su Yi was completely defeated by such a filthy bird, staring at the whiteboard for a long time without speaking, he now seriously suspected that this little bastard hatched from the septic tank.

"This is just a warm-up, side dishes, Lao Tzu's killing move is still behind, if you have the ability to follow, these two catties of salmon Lao Tzu will win." Seeing that Su Yi looked at himself without squeaking, the whiteboard was in good spirits and began to provoke.

"Come on, I don't believe it, Lao Tzu can't fight a bird?" Su Yi squeezed the burned cigarette butt in his hand and slammed it into the ashtray, "Come again!"

The smoke of gunpowder filled the store, and Su Yi asked the question again.

"Dying sick sat up in shock. ”

Laughing asked where the guest came from. ”

Su Yi Khan, is this a back-to-light?

"I left home and went back to my boss. ”

"Ann can argue that I am a male and female. ”

Su Yi Khan, "Are you going to Thailand?"

"Where is Thailand? "Is it away from Mount Tai?" no matter how smart the tabula rasa is, it is a bird after all, and it is as confused as it is out of China.

Su Yi didn't bother to explain to it, "Go on, ask where the restaurant is." ”

Whiteboard: "Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City." ”

Su Yi: "Thousands of miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day." ”

Whiteboard: "...... Five hundred miles of Gangneung returned in half a day. ”

The fly swatter in Su Yi's hand suddenly clenched.

"If you are poor, you will be left alone. ”

"If you are rich, you have a group of wives and concubines. ”

......

"The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast. ”

"A sprig of pear blossoms pressed begonias. ”

No one realized that the content had been out of the scope of Tang poems, and the only thing Su Yi knew was that the whiteboard's answer began to turn yellow again.

"The brothers are here. ”

"It's a feud when we meet. ”

"You get out!" the whiteboard succeeded in angering Su Yi again, and the fly swatter danced vigorously.

"Then you bought me the salmon!" the whiteboard was not to be outdone.

"I'll buy your uncle, Ma Yo'er get out!" After staying with this little dirty bird for a while, Su Yi felt that his three views were completely ruined.

"Why do you talk like a fart!" The whiteboard feathers exploded, and he shouted angrily, after selling for a long time, he finally won, but Su Yi was a scoundrel, and he felt that he was being played by Su Yi.

Seeing that the whiteboard was forced by himself to turn red, Su Yi felt a little angry, and said, "Buy, you can buy it as soon as you say the last sentence." ”

Over the years, one person and one bird have almost pinched when they met, but this time it was replaced by Wendou, but the essence has not changed, that is, to subdue each other.

"Talking counts?" the tabula rasa didn't believe Su Yi.

"Count!"

"If it doesn't count, it will be hoeing and rectifying Su Yi in the future. ”

Su Yi: "......"

Finally entering the finals, Su Yi smiled evilly and read out a poem: "Two yellow orioles singing green willows." ”

This time Su Yi made a mistake, he concluded that the tabula rasa could not be matched, because it had never even heard of a line of egrets in the sky, which meant that he had not read Wang Wei's poem.

"Two orioles sing green willows, three orioles fight landlords. "The whiteboard is gushing," four orioles play mahjong, and ten orioles square dance. ”

"The last two sentences are for gifts, don't grind, hurry up and buy salmon. After finishing the poem, the whiteboard flew down directly from the cabinet, flapping its wings to urge Su Yi.

"This time, I don't pay attention to any artistic conception, I don't count nonsense, I must be the original poem, you lose. Su Yi lay on the recliner and said with a smile.

"Hoe Heri Su Yi!" the tabula rasa shouted angrily.

"You ......" Su Yi was about to fight back, when Su Yi suddenly saw a small person standing outside the door, and he immediately sat up from the recliner.

"Hoe He Ri Su Yi!" the whiteboard didn't care, and the voice was louder.

The child is here, when Su Yi heard this, he was so frightened that he hurriedly took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and rolled it into a ball and stuffed it into the paws of the whiteboard, then grabbed it and threw it outside the door: "Get out, get out!"

After getting the money, the whiteboard turned into a white shadow and flew into the sky, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The little girl looked like she was seven or eight years old, with two pigtails, thin and weak, carrying a small bamboo basket in her hand, and was looking at herself timidly.

This little girl Su Yi knows, it seems to be called Wenwen, the watercolor she painted was torn up by her mother, and Su Yi helped her repair it.

"Wenwen, is there something wrong?" Su Yi asked with a smile standing at the door.

"Big brother, do you remember me?" the little girl looked surprised, her two big eyes fluttering, very bright.

"Of course my brother remembers Wenwen. For the sensible Wenwen, Su Yi always had a feeling of seeing his sister when he saw her, and he felt distressed for no reason, "It's windy outside, come in." ”

"Wenwen, who are you?" The bamboo basket in Wenwen's hand was full of dates, mixed with green leaves, and it looked like it had just been picked from the tree.

"Yesterday my mother and I went up the mountain to cut bamboo, and when we saw a lot of dates, I picked them back. As she spoke, Wenwen put the bamboo basket on the small table next to the recliner, grabbed a handful and stuffed it into Su Yi's hand, and said crisply: "Big brother, you taste it, it's sweet, you taste it." ”

"Okay, I'll try it. Su Yi pinched a date, put it in Wenwen's expectant gaze, put it in his mouth and bit it gently, only to hear a croaking sound, and his mouth was crisp and sweet.

"Sweet, right?" Staring at Su Yi, Wenwen's face was a little nervous.

"Sweet, so delicious!" Su Yi finished eating a jujube in two or two, and then picked up another one and stuffed it into his mouth.

"yes, yes, I'll just say it's sweet, I didn't lie to you, right?" Seeing that Su Yi loved eating so much, Wenwen's big eyes suddenly bent into crescents.

"Wenwen, how did you get it with your hands?" Seeing that Wenwen's hands were wrapped with band-aids on several fingers, Su Yi asked in a condensed voice, he vaguely remembered that the last time Wenwen came to the store to repair the painting, his hands were also scarred.

Seeing Su Yi ask about her hand, Wenwen seemed to be frightened, and reflexively put her hand behind her back.

Su Yi squatted down and asked softly, "Wenwen, do you believe my brother?"

Wenwen didn't speak, biting her lower lip and nodding at Su Yi.

"Then show my brother if it's okay," Su Yi looked sincere, "Brother promised you to keep it secret for you." ”

Wenwen timidly looked out of the door, and then slowly stretched out her two small hands in front of Su Yi.

What kind of small hands are these, five or six fingers on both hands are wrapped in Band-Aids, and the other fingers and palms are densely packed with small wounds, which look like they have been scratched by sharp objects, and the Band-Aids may have turned tan after a long time......

The wound on Wenwen's hand touched Su Yi's nerves, and in an instant, the Wenwen in front of her coincided with the shadow of her sister in her mind.

"Who did it?" Su Yi's face turned pale, and he grabbed Wenwen's arm, he could clearly feel the tremor in his voice, his heart beat faster, and an irrepressible anger rushed into his chest.