However, it should also be related to the fact that their father and son have artistic cells flowing in their blood, after all, this family is extremely fond of music and calligraphy, Li Yaoguang's pipa makes me very intoxicated, and according to her, at home, her pipa technique ranks fourth at most, the first is his father Li Yuan, the second is his eldest brother Li Jiancheng, the third is Li Shimin, and the fourth is her.

The fact that this girl who is so strong and unwilling to admit defeat can say such a thing is enough to prove that Brother Li's artistic talent is indeed very strong, and perhaps this is also an important reason why they are willing to set foot in the entertainment industry.

But this has something to do with this son? The important thing is that their father, son, mother and daughter, all under the ingenuity of this son, finally decided to contribute their due strength to art, and this scene of the great drama that gathered countless elites will be performed at the Quanjude Hotel tonight......

This historic scene will unfold in front of the eyes of the great traverser of Ben Gongzi, and the world will be changed because of this, and the construction of spiritual civilization will also begin......

"Brother, what are you writing again?" The girl's pretty face and the eyes full of gossip appeared in front of my eyes, which frightened Lao Tzu and quickly covered the special diary with his hand. "Hey, what do you mean, girl? Don't you know that if you don't see it, don't listen to it? "I'm angry, this girl is so elusive that Lao Tzu is afraid to write a diary.

"Cut, that's an outsider, I'm your own sister, what's the matter? There's something I haven't seen about the things you wrote in the past, right, fifth brother. The girl pouted her lips with disdain, and pulled a handful of old people who looked like farts and worms.

"Uh-huh, yes. Fourth brother, what are you writing about? It's so mysterious. The old five Wuyi, who was originally stuffy, didn't know if Lu Dao was because he was free from the oppression of those two shameless brothers, and gradually became cheerful. Especially with my sister who is naughty and mischievous in the house all day long, my mother is very macro and indulges these two little ones, and my brother is very troubled.

"For my brother, I wrote a diary, a daily reporter, a diary, that is, to record what happened every day, and after many years, I can find memories and time from my diary." I patted the diary, which had been closed with the cover, and was very emotional.

From the very beginning of my time in this era, until now, many months have passed, and since I drove those two bastards out of the Qi State Mansion, this son has finally picked up the habit that has lasted for nearly fifteen years before I crossed over, that is, keeping a diary.

What's more, I am a time traveler, and I use my eyes as a time traveler to record the details of all the major events that happened in this historical period, and maybe after a hundred years, my son's diary will become a greater historical masterpiece than "Zuo Biography" and even "Historical Records".

With such a dream, Ben Gongzi is naturally more attentive in keeping a diary, but there are many comments made in the tone of people who have come before, which are really not suitable for people of this era to appreciate, but should be left to those who are unlucky in later generations, and the historians who have met the time-travelers are vomiting blood while appreciating the classic evaluations and expositions of outstanding time-traveling youths from the 21st century.

When I think of the historians who found Ben Gongzi's diary a thousand or two thousand years later, I wonder if these guys will be insane because of this, like the Montecatus curse, and become another great mystery of history.

However, this son doesn't have so much spare time to get any cemetery organs, besides, stuffing a lot of gold, silver and jewelry into his grave is completely announcing to the whole world, come on, there are countless gold and silver treasures in my cemetery.

At least when I will discern the son, who knows the way, besides, how to bury after the fart, that is the business of the descendants, well, how can I have the leisure to manage the flood after my death, what I have to manage is the present, and the future when I am still alive.

"Then why can't we see it?" Lao Wu Wuyi's face was confused, and he didn't know my thinking mode.

"Xiao Wu, that's because I recorded what happened yesterday, and in the present, it seems that it is simply ordinary and worthless, but for the future, for us who have already grown old, it is a precious gift." I gently patted Lao Wu's little head and explained patiently.

"In other words, when we are as old as our mothers, can we take it out and appreciate it and recall what happened in the past?" The fifth child was very clever to grasp the point, and as an elder brother, I nodded with satisfaction. "That's exactly what happened."

"Brother, I can remember what happened yesterday and the day before yesterday, or even a long, long time ago, why do you need a pen to write it down?" The girl snorted with some disdain, and expressed a certain disdain for my explanation, definitely thinking that she was an unforgettable genius, and someone like me was a grade lower than her.

Ben Gongzi was angry, the tiger's body was shocked, and the eagle looked around. "Really? If you have the ability, tell me what you did on May 7th, what happened, and what's so fun? ”

"Uh...... May 7th? The girl was dumbfounded, blinking her watery eyes, muttering something in a whisper that she didn't know what to do, and asked me uncertainly: "Brother, what year are you talking about May 7 of the year?" ”

"Well, sister, since you remember everything that happened a long, long time ago, tell me what happened this year, last year, and the year before that on May 7th?" My son smiled yin and looked at how this girl could jump.

"Well, I have to think about it, well, that ......" The poor girl rolled her eyes for a long time and finally said dejectedly: "Who has the kung fu to remember what happened on that day, there are no important things, who will have an impression?" ”

"But the question is, in those days, maybe there were joys and sorrows, why don't you leave them all behind, hide them in your diary, and wait for you to open them again and enjoy the joys of the past?" I smiled and shook my head, very seriously.

"Oh, well, after that, I keep a diary, write down my joys and sorrows, and all the things that I find interesting, and when I'm old, I'll take a good look at my feelings and experiences when I was young, right?" After thinking about it for a long time, the girl nodded.

"I'm going to keep a journal too." Lao Wu also hurriedly raised his hand and said, seeing this little guy like this, I nodded. "Of course, keeping a diary not only allows you to remember your past experiences, but also allows you to practice your calligraphy."

"Well, I will definitely work hard to be like you, Fourth Brother, and be able to write calligraphy that everyone admires." The fifth child's eyes exuded a determined light, very good, I am very proud of my brother, as for those two ungrateful brothers who have forgotten their ancestors, what are they doing, my son has no kung fu to care.

"By the way, brother, the time is coming, right? When are we going to pass. The girl looked up at the sky, turned back to me and asked.

"What's the hurry? Don't forget, my uncle and aunt will also come over later, as well as my mother, and our family will come over to cheer. "I glared at the girl who usually likes to maintain a ladylike demeanor, but this time I was so anxious that I almost jumped up and down, and locked the diary into the box next to it, since these two guys are here, the diary is not to be written, but it can be written again when I come back at night.

"Let's go, let's go over first to see how the preparations are on my mother's side, and wait for my uncle by the way, anyway, the play is going to start, and we will start preparing when we get the unitary time, don't worry, it's not too late, it's only two minutes now." I got up and stretched my waist, and led the two little ones towards the room where my mother was.

After a short time, my uncle and aunt also arrived, and the family rushed towards the Quanjude Hotel in Beishi.