The poem "Green Pine" is a household name in modern times.

The first two lines of this poem use realistic techniques to render the tyranny of snow and the resistance of looseness.

In the atmosphere of almost saber rattling between the two, the tenacity and heroism of the pine and cypress are described thrillingly.

The latter sentence praises the noble nature of pines and cypresses after the baptism of wind and snow.

Xia Changyan listened to this seemingly ordinary verse, and thought of the deep meaning hidden in the verse, and couldn't help but feel surging.

He was suppressed and stayed away from the capital, isn't he like a green pine in a snowstorm.

And as long as he survives this blizzard, he will be able to usher in more respect with his personality charm.

He stared at Lin Banxia and silently recited the first two verses in his heart repeatedly.

Every time I chanted, more pride welled up in my heart.

"Miss Lin, which gentleman wrote this poem?"

It is unlikely that such a poem was created by Lin Banxia.

This is definitely not something that can be created by a person who is well-versed in writing and ink.

It was a politician, a military strategist, and a field marshal.

Lin Banxia thought so in his heart, but said in his mouth: "Master only said that those who can make such verses are heroes, heroes, and respecters. ”

Xia Changyan deeply agreed, he hadn't met yet, he had already developed a yearning for the owner of this poem.

The two stood facing each other, seemingly away from the hustle and bustle of the garden.

The people who participated in the snow viewing party said goodbye one after another, and Lin Banxia also refused Xia Changyan's retention and said goodbye together.

It's rare that Xia Changyan didn't keep it, and Lin Banxia knew that it was because of her few poems.

At this time, Xia Changyan must be gathering his staff to prepare for returning to the capital.

In Lin Banxia's heart, a feeling of melancholy arose inexplicably.

Fortunately, she hasn't fallen into it yet, and in the future, she and Xia Changyan will become two parallel lines that cannot intersect.

When the carriage returned home, Lin Banxia's heart had calmed down.

She went into the house to change her clothes, ate a few bites of food, and then went out and went to Wang's shop.

Before I got closer, I saw some people around the front of the shop, and the rich aroma wafted out.

She stood outside, only to see her mother busy with her head down, and after a while, someone squeezed out of it with a paper bag, and the fragrance also wafted out.

Lin Banxia smiled and avoided the crowd and walked into the shop.

The shop was well heated, and there were people sitting at all four tables, and Dad was carrying a tray and delivering a large bowl of thick hot and sour soup.

"Boss, your soup is sour enough and spicy enough, and you will sweat all over your body after drinking a bowl."

Lin Yi smiled: "Then the guest officer, you drink one more bowl." ”

"I can't drink more, boss, pack me a few of your thin crisps, my grandson will definitely like to eat them."

"Hello guest officer."

Lin Yi looked up and saw Lin Banxia, and the smile on his face deepened.

Lin Banxia stretched out his hand to take the tray in Lin Yi's hand, "Dad, you rest for a while, I'll come." ”

Lin Yi didn't rest, but went out and replaced the Wang family.

He has also practiced in the past few days, and the pancakes he makes are no worse than Wang's.

Lin Banxia packed the thin crisp, sent it to the table, and collected the copper plate.

The Wang family came in and served two bowls of soup, one bowl for Lin Banxia.

Lin Banxia was not hungry, and accompanied Wang to drink slowly at the counter.

Wang drank it in a big gulp, and then hurried out again, Lin Banxia scooped up the water and began to clean the dishes and chopsticks piled up.

Lunch time passed, and there were fewer people in the shop, but there were still many people in front of the pancake stand.

Lin Banxia and the Wang family cleaned up the shop together, wiped off the water on the ground, and wiped the table clean.

"Mother, when is your pancake stand going to open?" Lin Banxia asked.

"On the first day, I'll open it for a while." Wang looked out and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"The shop is open every day, don't be tired of my father and mother."

"Where you are tired, even if you are tired, you will feel comfortable."

Wang has never been so comfortable.

It feels so good to make money with her own hands that she is reluctant to accept the stall.

"Thin crisps sell fast, I fried such a big pot of noodles yesterday."

Wang took the basin and noodles again, and said: "This egg is also fast, I bought a basket of eggs yesterday, and I will have to buy it later." ”

Lin Banxia said: "Mother, we use a lot of eggs and noodles in our shop, you can have someone send them over in the future." ”

Wang said: "That's not good. ”

Lin Banxia said with a smile: "There's nothing bad about it, my mother and father will have to delay the time when they go out, and the eggs and noodles will sink when they come back."

Give the guy a few copper plates to make push money, and they can be willing to send it over. ”

Wang thought about it and nodded: "It's okay, I'll discuss it with others when I go later." By the way, Banxia, what kind of fruit are you talking about? ”

"This one is going to be faced." Lin Banxia Road.

"Then I'll have more noodles today, and I'll keep half of it for tomorrow." Wang's Road.

There are finally fewer people at the door, and the pancake stalls can finally be closed.

Lin Yi and Wang have been busy since they got up in the morning, but they don't feel tired at all.

Especially when you see a box of copper plates.

Wang found a hemp rope, and together with Lin Yi, he wore it one copper plate after another, and counted it.

For every dozens of two people, they have to make a mark, and then count them from the beginning.

Lin Banxia shook his head in his heart, but he didn't interrupt his father.

"Dad, how many pancakes did we sell today?" Wang asked, counting.

Lin Yi shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"I haven't counted how many hot and sour soups there are." Wang's Road.

Lin Banxia said with a smile: "Dad, mother, Ming, you sell a bowl of hot and sour soup and pancakes, just draw one here." ”

Lin Banxia wrote a "positive" word.

"This character is exactly five strokes, and at night, as long as you count how many straight characters there are, you will know how many are sold."

Wang looked at it and nodded: "Banxia, why are you so smart, you can think of this."

Oops, I've counted the first copper plates, I forgot them all, and I have to count them all over again. ”

Lin Banxia looked at his father and mother at the moment, as if he saw a child who had gotten a toy.

She didn't want to disturb, so she said, "Mother, are you going back to the house tonight?" ”

Wang hesitated and said, "Banxia, why don't you live here with your father first?" At night, I have to fry thin crispy, and I have to go out to buy eggs later. ”

Lin Banxia said simply: "Okay, then I'll go back to the house first, and they're about to get out of school." ”

"Yes, you go back first, and ask them if they listened to Mr." Wang immediately urged.

Lin Banxia felt that he was more like the mother of Stone and Angelica.

Where are children who go to school on their first day, their parents don't care about it.

Maybe it's because I have my own.

Lin Banxia got into the carriage, and when he saw the sugar gourd selling on the street corner, he got out of the car and bought three.

The first day of school, for better or worse, has to be rewarded.

When I returned to the house with a sugar gourd, I remembered that I forgot to buy one for myself.

Could it be that he was nurtured by his father?

(End of chapter)