I'm not afraid of women scolding, I'm afraid of women crying, and this little girl really has no logic at all, Wang Xuan shook his head helplessly: "Okay, you say, what poems do you like to listen to?"

Ji Yushuang clapped her hands and said happily: "I know, Nengwen, you are a good person." Pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info then reluctantly, wind and snow, let's have a song for everything. ”

Wang Xuan glared at her viciously, Ji Yushuang spit out her little tongue mischievously, probably feeling that her request was indeed excessive, so she said: "Okay, okay, you can chant a song casually, I'm going to test you." ”

Wang Xuan glanced at the garden, in late autumn, the leaves are falling, thinking of Beijing's fragrant hills, at this time it should be full of red maples. A hint of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, and he whispered:

"The red leaves are late Xiao Xiao, and the long pavilion has a scoop of wine.

The remnant clouds return to Taihua, and the rain passes through the middle strip.

The color of the trees follows the pass, and the sound of the river enters the sea far away.

The emperor's hometown will arrive tomorrow, and he is still dreaming of fishing. ”

This poem is not neat in terms of confrontation, but it is rare that the artistic conception in it is far-reaching, which is very in line with Wang Xuan's current lonely mood.

"Emperor Township will arrive tomorrow, and I still dream of fishing-" Ji Yushuang repeated in a daze, suddenly looked at him and said, "Nengwen, are you homesick?"

Although this girl is young, she is also very smart, and she saw through the sorrow in Wang Xuan's heart, Wang Xuan glanced at her, and said with a smile: "Casual chanting, second miss, you are smiling." ”

Ji Yushuang smiled and said: "It turns out that you are so capable, but I saw you writing the three-character scripture silently that day, why can't you write?"

Wang Xuan was amused in his heart, so he had to say: "Second Miss, I don't like these rote things like the Book of Poetry and the Three Character Classics, I don't like it very much, the characters in my hometown are not written like this, and we don't use a brush there." ”

Ji Yushuang sighed and said, "I see." In this way, my unintentional move has attracted a great talent to my Ji family, hehe, my mother and sister will definitely praise me at that time. ”

After getting along with this Miss Ji Er, except for her occasional little temper, the rest is also very good. Wang Xuan smiled and quipped: "Where am I a genius, I'm just eating here." ”

After chatting for a long time, Ji Yushuang still sat on the ground, looking at the situation, for a while, I am afraid that the injury on her lower buttocks will not recover.

The second lady frowned and said, "Nengwen, I can't move now, can you not leave first, talk to me." Don't you know how to tell stories? Tell me a story, I like to listen to stories. ”

Wang Xuan is also thinking, if she finds a maid to help her now, then I am afraid that she will not be able to hide the matter of beating the second lady of the Ji family. Well, stay with her for a while, and wait for her to be more stable.

Wang Xuan closed the door, walked back to her and sat down again, "Okay, tell me, what stories do you like to hear?"

The little girl's face was full of excitement: "I like any story, and no one has told me stories for a long time." ”

Wang Xuan said strangely: "Did anyone tell you a story before?"

Ji Yushuang nodded and said, "Yes, when I was a child, my mother told me stories. Later, my mother was too busy, so I pestered my sister every day and asked her to tell stories. Later, my sister got busy, and there was no one to tell me stories. ”

Ji Yushuang lowered her head unconsciously, and a trace of gloom flashed on her face. Wang Xuan thought about it and understood that it must have been Mrs. Ji and Miss Ji who were too busy and ignored Ji Yushuang's feelings, which made her unconsciously become so rude and willful. Thinking of this, he unconsciously felt a trace of sympathy for this little girl.

Seeing this little girl looking at herself, Wang Xuan didn't know what kind of story to tell her. Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood, Black Cat Sheriff King Kong Gourd Baby, Meteor Garden Crayon Shin-chan?

"Nengwen, what kind of story do you want to tell me?" Ji Yushuang saw that Wang Xuan had not moved for a long time, and hurriedly asked.

"Oh, okay, let me tell you the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. Wang Xuan was in a hurry, so he remembered some classic dramas, and regardless of whether it was appropriate or not, he came to one casually.

The little girl curled up on her knees, clasped her hands on her knees, put her head on her hands, and turned her head to look at him intently, listening to him tell the story that would be passed down through the ages.

Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai are probably the earliest romance dramas in China, and the sensational effect is incomparable. When the little girl heard that Marven was forcing Zhu Yingtai to death, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai were already in tears, and said hatefully: "This Marven is really a villain." Liang Shanbo is also a fool, why can't he see that Zhu Yingtai is a woman?"

Wang Xuan said with a smile: "It is precisely because I can't see it that this story can be passed down through the ages." If you see it, it will become a full moon, and it will not be widely spread. ”

Miss Ji Er wiped away her tears, glared at him and said, "You wooden man, why are you still laughing? ”

Ji Yushuang is indeed a kind girl, so involved in the plot that she is deeply dissatisfied with Wang Xuan's hippie smile.

"It's obviously two people who are happy with each other, why can't they end up married?" Miss Ji Er asked softly with tears in her eyes.

"The world is unpredictable, you are still too young, when you grow up, you will slowly understand. Wang Xuan knew that this little girl didn't have any experience, so he hurriedly enlightened her. At this time, he talked to Ji Yushuang, as if he was facing his sister, natural and cordial.

The little girl snorted, straightened her chest and said, "Who said that I am young, I will be seventeen after the New Year." My mother said that she was married to my father when I was my age. ”

Speaking of getting married, the little girl's face still blushed involuntarily. Wang Xuan laughed twice and did not speak.

"Nengwen, the story you tell is very good, will you tell me a story every day in the future?" Miss Ji Er looked at Wang Xuan and asked with big beautiful and innocent eyes.

"No, I can't. Wang Xuan was startled and hurriedly jumped up and said. Let him tell a story, if you want to tell a story every day, he won't be a fairy tale king?

"Why not?" Ji Yushuang had a grievance on her face, and pouted: "Everyone has been beaten like this by you, can't you just listen to a few stories?"

After this little girl went to the rude temper, she was pitiful everywhere, Wang Xuan was a little unhappy because she beat her little buttocks, so she said: "I am the teacher of the Ji family, how can I tell you some stories every day, and people will gossip when they are spread." ”

"You now remember that you are my family teacher, why did you forget it when you hit someone's place?" the little girl pouted, and said to him.

If the little girl spoke ill of each other, it would be easy to say, but Wang Xuan chatted with her for a few words, and the two gradually became acquainted with each other, and naturally they didn't care about her snatching white, so they had to smile bitterly and said: "Then let's say it, tell at most one story a day, and when I'm busy, you can't bother me." ”

As long as she is busy with affairs, forgive this little girl for not taking advantage of herself, Wang Xuan laughed a few times.

The little girl was not as insidious as him, and nodded hurriedly: "Don't worry, I know, when you are busy, I will never disturb you." ”