Zongyi made a straight posture.

From the expression, he moved, as if he was standing in a military posture.

For Xiao Yi, who is deeply trapped in the story and can't extricate himself, the effect of Dad's words is immediate.

After less than three seconds, Zong Yi adjusted his state and began to ask normally: "Dad, Dad, Dad, tell me quickly!" ”

"Okay, then Dad will talk to Ah Yi about Su Dongpo's "Chanting Post".

"This name ......" Zong Yi was puzzled: "Are you talking about Su Dongpo chanting scriptures?" ”

"Yes."

"Dad is a liar, what's the fun of chanting?" Zong Yi was not happy, "Speaking of which, it's not the story of Su Dongpo and Buddha Yin, why Su Dongpo shouted "Where is the bald donkey" as soon as he entered the door, Buddha Yin replied lightly "Dongpo eats grass", otherwise it is the story of Buddha or that everyone knows. ”

"Then you can't fool my precious girl like that."

Zong Ji explained aloud: "The chanting post is different from the ones I talked about before, you listen to your father read it to you - Dongpo carnivorous chanting, or cloud: "Do not recite." Poe takes water to rinse his mouth, or clouds: "How to gargle with a cup of water!" Po Yun: "I'm ashamed, Jali will get it!" ”

Zong Ji shook his head and was very engaged.

Zong Yi was anxious, and he couldn't wait for Zong Ji to come out of the state, so he turned his head and rapped: "Sister, sister, translate for me!" ”

Dream Xinzhi was laughing hard at this time, but he didn't expect to be named by his sister at this time.

"This story is so vividly written, my sister can't help but want to laugh a little."

Zong Ji saw that his eldest daughter was so happy because of his few words, so he joined the ranks of joy.

It's okay now, it's all about to open the enchantment again and block Zongyi from the outside.

Zong Yi was angry: "A father, a sister, you two are really enough." ”

"My sister is wrong, I'll explain it to you."

Dream Xinzhi patted his chest, stabilized his breath, and began to translate:

"The chanting post says that the Dongpo monks who have no meat and are not happy go to the temple to practice."

"He had meat in his left hand and a book in his right."

"Soon I entered the realm of selflessness with food on the left hand and beauty on the right."

"The monk in the temple really couldn't stand it anymore, so he told him, it's not okay for you to chant sutras like this."

"Dongpo layman is such a good talker, naturally he will not embarrass the monk."

So, he came up with a way to rinse his mouth after taking a bite.

"Eat meat - gargle - chant sutras."

"Chanting the scriptures—gargling the mouth—eating meat."

"And so on."

"I do what I want; Flesh and flesh are also what I want. You can't have both, but it's okay to take turns? ”

Mengxin couldn't hide his smile and asked Zongyi: "Do you say he's cute?" ”

Zong Yi raised his right hand and made a gesture of holding a book, his left hand was on his mouth, swaying back and forth, and he closed his eyes and imagined the scene of Su Dongpo reciting scriptures while eating meat.

Then she couldn't help but be happy: "Hahahahahaha, quite a drop of kina~"

"Really?" Zong Ji joined the conversation: "Dad didn't lie to you, right? ”

"Uh-huh, who is my dad? When has he ever lied to someone! Zong Yi muttered in his heart that [Dad is usually cheating on ghosts].

"Hey, hey, hey." Zong Ji laughed happily, he felt that his youngest daughter was praising him ruthlessly.

"Sister sister sister, I have a question."

"What's the problem?"

"Reciting scriptures while eating meat, and when I was discovered, I asked if it was okay to rinse my mouth, why didn't people who desecrated the pure place of Buddhism be kicked out with a broom?"

Dream Heart asked rhetorically, "How does Ah Yi know if there is any?" ”

"Hahaha, sister, have you ever dreamed of it? In the end, what happened? ”

"In the end, of course, it ended with Su Dongpo's apology."

Zong Ji answered at this time: "Apology should be timely, it is the traditional virtue of a good Chinese man, Ah Yi will find a partner in the future, remember to find someone who knows how to apologize!" ”

A certain father seized every opportunity to instill in his little daughter the most correct criteria for choosing a mate

"I see, Dad." Zong Yi nodded like pounding garlic, "When I look for a husband in the future, I will find someone who can apologize like my father, so that when I am bored, I can be like my mother, casually bully my husband for fun, and I will not be idle for a day, right?" ”

“……”

Zong Ji didn't expect that in the end, it was he who was injured in the end.

Draw a lesson from a bitter experience.

If an apology isn't the truth, then a change of subject is.

Zong Ji said earnestly: "Ah Yi, do you know that the Dongpo monk is the ancestor who has a strict wife?" ”

"Cut~ don't believe it!" Zong Yi grimaced at Zong Ji and fought back with a smug face: "I, who am also a foodie, only know that he is the ancestor of the sheep scorpion." ”

"No, good daughter, this yard is one yard, your dad and my family status, compared with Su Dongpo, it is definitely a bargain!"

"What's the matter, Comrade Lao Zong." Mengxindu couldn't listen to it anymore, so he directly teased his father and said: "Dongpo Jushi has three wives, Comrade Lao Zong wants to marry four?" ”

"No, no, no, no, no, not this. What your father and I are pursuing is the family throne under the management of the same CEO, the emperor of the emperor. ”

"My brother's brother is pretty much the same." Zongyi didn't give face at all, he directly exposed it, and he had to look for an alliance when he was done: "Sister, did you say it?" ”

"Ah Yi, how can you slander your father like this?" Zong Ji was very aggrieved.

"My dad, you're such a big person, why are you embarrassed to call the facts slanderous?"

"How is this the truth?" Zong Ji began to lay out the facts: "Your father and I drink wine and eat meat at home on weekdays, and the amount is always unlimited, right?" Even if you go out and drink too much once in a while and come back, the most you can do is apologize, right? ”

Zongyi nodded.

After getting Zong Yi's affirmation, Zong Ji asked Meng Xinzhi again: "You give your father a testimony, does Su Dongpo have to write a guarantee when he goes out to drink a few glasses of wine and eat a few pieces of meat?" ”

Zong Ji and Zong Yi looked at Dream Heart at the same time.

Zong Ji hopes to establish his father's majesty in front of his youngest daughter.

Zong Yi wants to prove that he has a pair of fiery eyes.

Meng Xinzhi glanced at Zong Ji, who was eager to prove himself, couldn't help laughing, and echoed: "I really wrote it!" ”

"It's not, it's not, it's not!" Zong Ji instantly became energetic: "Ah Xin, hurry up and translate directly for your sister, don't talk about those ancient texts that she can't understand at such a critical time." ”

"Okay, listen to Dad." Meng Xinzhi touched Zongyi's head and said with a light smile: "You wait for my sister to think about how to translate." ”

After a few seconds:

"I, Su Dongpo, swear here today."

"From now on, I will limit a meal to a glass of wine and a piece of meat."

"No matter how important the guest comes, it can only be relaxed to three times."

"This is the limit, only less and not more!"

"If any of you want to invite me to dinner, remember that this is the highest standard."

Zong Yi was dumbfounded when he heard this, and asked, "Really, fake?" ”

"Really." Mengxinzhi affirmed: "Dongpo monk also wants to explain the purpose of his vow, the first is to divide the peace to nourish the blessing, the second is to widen the stomach to nourish the qi, and the third is to save money to raise wealth. If you don't believe it, just look it up. ”

"What's there to check for such a thing as a guarantee, just ask Dad?"

One accidentally, Comrade Zong Ji exposed the fact that he was experienced.

[Dongpo monks have been in the past since today, but they are just one lord and one meat. There are honored guests, and there are three kinds of food, which can be damaged but not increased. Whoever calls me will come first, and the master will not pass by. One is to divide the peace to nourish the blessings, the second is to widen the stomach to nourish the qi, and the third is to save money to raise wealth. 】

Zong Yi was happy to listen to the story at this time, so he didn't have the habit of seeing through it and saying it, but continued to ask: "Sister, sister, sister, did he do it?" ”

"What do you say?" Meng Xinzhi did not answer directly: "A person who will let his mouth and eyes compete for favor for a long time for a mouthful of meat, and say things like [how thick he is, how thin I am], can he control his craving for meat?" ”

"I guess it can't be done." Zong Yi thought for a moment and added seriously: "It's like Dad said that he will never secretly make us supper again." ”

"Yi baby." Zong Ji pulled up both of Zong Yi's hands, bent his legs to the same height as Zong Yi, and questioned aggrievedly: "You little conscienceless, Dad made supper for you and your sister, and you did something wrong, right?" ”

Zong Yi pulled out his hand, cupped Zong Ji's cheek, and said with care: "Dad, baby, you dare to say, when did you not eat more than the two of us combined under the banner of making supper for me and my sister." ”

"Hey! I said......" Zongji straightened up, and finally didn't say anything, he glanced at Dream Xinzhi.

That look was special.

10% of the poor and 80% for help.

The remaining 10% is the most complex.

It's like saying, "I'm your father, why don't you come and help me." 】

It's like saying, "That's your sister, don't worry about it." 】

No matter what the ingredients are, Dream Heart's request to his father has always been responsive.

"Xiaoyi, do you want to compare with your sister, who knows that Su Dongpo likes to eat more?" When it comes to attracting Zongyi's attention, Dream Heart is definitely an expert.

"Compare to compare." Zong Yi rubbed his hands and said: "I'll come first, [eat 300 lychees a day, and don't hesitate to be a Lingnan person], he loves to eat lychees." ”

"[Niqin has roots, and it is alone. When the snow buds move, the spring dove can be done], he loves to eat celery stewed turtle dove. Yumeshin answered.

It was only the first round, and Zong Yi found that he no longer knew what his sister was talking about.

In this world, if there is a foodie question that she can't answer, it is definitely a problem with the question itself: "No, such a sister, I'm talking about the fruits that Dongpo monks love to eat, you can't cross categories, if you want to cross categories, you have to admit defeat." ”

Mengxinzhi said without thinking: "[The fragrant mist is half shocked, and the clear spring is timid], he loves to eat oranges, not only loves to eat, but also adds a sentence [Wu Ji's hands are still fragrant for three days] after eating. ”

"What do you mean?" Zongyi automatically turns on the thirsty mode of curiosity.

"It means that the beauties of Wu Di eat an orange, and they can keep the fragrance on their hands for more than three days."

"Oh my god, what kind of beauty is this? This is the sloppy queen, right? Doesn't she wash her hands? What does a person have to be sloppy to smell on her hands what she ate three days ago? Oh my god, how terrible this must be! Sister, tell me something else about brainwashing. ”

Zongyi kicked the ball to Yume's heart very smoothly.

If she doesn't need to remember the source of the poem, she can at least say that when Su Dongpo was demoted to Huangzhou, he liked to eat fish and bamboo shoots, and when he was demoted to Hainan, he ate roasted oysters.

But it was herself, and her opening was [300 lychees a day], which led to a serious "word" poverty in the classical sense.

Poor can.

Admittedly, it is absolutely impossible.

Zongyi firmly believed that she needed to be brainwashed before letting her sister continue.

It's definitely not that the knowledge reserve is limited, and I can't get a word right.

That's right, that's it.

Mengxinzhi cooperated very well and gave a particularly simple hint: "Dongpo monks also like ducks, asparagus, and pufferfish. ”

Zong Ji answered at this time: "This father knows, [three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river. Artemisia is full of short reed buds, which is the time when the puffer fish wants to eat. 】”

"Daddy! I'm going to tell my mother that you secretly made a big pot of Dongpo meat again! ”

Zong was extremely angry, and it was rare to have a chance to show her knowledge reserves, but she was preempted by her father like this.

After speaking, Zong Yi turned around and left.

Zong Ji hurriedly brought his youngest daughter to live, and once again, asked his eldest daughter for help with 10%+80%+10% eyes.

"Xiaoyi, my sister told you that it's not interesting to just be a foodie, if you like to eat, you have to be a foodie like Dongpo monks. My sister suggests that you go and memorize the first fu of Chinese cuisine. ”

"The first endowment of Chinese cuisine? And this kind of endowment? ”

"Yes."

"It's also Su Dongpo's?"

"That's right."

"What's it called?"

"Gourmet". Any foodie, as long as he memorizes this poem, can get the blessing of the god of food through the ages, and upgrade from a foodie to a gourmet. ”

"Is that an exaggeration?"

"Of course there is, this is a food song written by Su Dongpo when he was degraded to the point that he really had nothing to eat, and he combined his lifelong food skills to write a food song that no one has ever done before."

"Is it really that exaggerated? My sister will give me an example first, and I will think about it again and don't memorize it. ”

"Okay, for examples, right? Sister think about it. ”

Excerpt from the beginning of the dream heart:

"It is said in this poem that people who know how to eat meat can only eat a small handful of piglets on the back of their necks - [taste one of the upper parts]."

"People who know how to eat crabs will choose the large pieces of meat in the two large pincers of the fattest crab before the frost - [two claws before chewing the frost]."

"Clams should be eaten with wine when they are half-ripe and unripe - [clam half-cooked and containing wine]."

"Crabs are the same as half-cooked to be the best, and they must be steamed with sake lees - [crabs are slightly raw and bad]."

"The best practices, the best ways to eat, the best parts, all rolled in."

Yumeshin asked, "Do you know the difference between a gourmand and a foodie?" ”

"Got it, my sister, I'll carry it when I get back to the car!"

"That's not good, you carry it in the car, in case you wake up your mother, I'll carry it a little." No one is afraid of Dream Heart, just afraid of his mother.