Mr. Nan thought she was walking too much and was so tired that she fell asleep, and when she walked, he gently stroked Nan Xijing's back so as not to wake her up.

When I got home, Nanxi Jing didn't have any intention of waking up.

Because, her consciousness was still thinking in front of the system display screen, what way to fool Ms. Lu into buying her "Idioms" and books about poetry.

It wasn't until Mr. Nan made dinner that Nanxi had a flash of inspiration, what else was he worried about? There was a wave of coquettish cuteness, and she didn't believe that Ms. Lu could resist it.

Nan Xijing, who had thought clearly, turned off the system screen in her consciousness and woke up, and the inevitable smile crept up her cheeks unconsciously.

"Dad, it's so fragrant, I smell the scrambled eggs with tomatoes." She scrambled to her feet, and shook her little nose in surprise as she put on her shoes.

"Haha, your nose is really smart. That's right, it's the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that you like to eat, which are used to mix noodles today and give you a taste of Dad's handiwork. ”

"Wait, wait, wait, I'll come when I'm done washing my hands." Nanxi said eagerly, rushing over to wash her hands.

The food on the table was full of color and fragrance, so that Nan Xijing couldn't stop picking up the chopsticks, and her little mouth was stuffed with bulging. Moving like a greedy little squirrel.

After a long time, Nanxi Jing, who was full, put down the dishes and chopsticks, pretended to roll up her sleeves, and prepared to start her cute and coquettish Dafa.

"Mom, Tuanzi has a small request that I want you to agree to." While speaking, she did not forget to blink her big watery eyes.

"If you have any requests for Danzi, tell your mother to hear about it." Ms. Lu put away the dishes and chopsticks, turned around and saw Nanxi Jing's pitiful big eyes, and couldn't help but hug her and kiss her little face.

"Mom, I want to go to the bookstore tomorrow, can I~" Nan Xijing rubbed Ms. Lu's arm while coquettish.

"Isn't there still your storybook at home? Is Dango trying to buy a new storybook?" Ms. Lu was a little confused.

"Yes, yes, Mom, I remember all the storybooks you and Dad told me. I want new storybooks, the kind of storybooks that are hard and hard. Nanxi explained.

"Okay, since Tuanzi is so studious, of course my father and I agreed. I'll take you there tomorrow after breakfast. Ms. Lu nodded with satisfaction, and Mr. Nan agreed.

"yes, that's it, the mission is just around the corner." Nan Xijing secretly rejoiced in her heart.

Time flies. In the blink of an eye, the second day arrived.

Just when Ms. Lu took Nanxijing out, she happened to meet Liu Zixuan coming to play with her.

Liu Zixuan didn't want to go home to stay, so Ms. Lu went to say hello to Liu Zixuan's grandmother and took her to the bookstore.

When you walk into the bookstore, you will see a dazzling array of books.

Nanxi Jing was very excited, and cheered in her heart, "This is her life, it's all treasures." ”

She pulled Liu Zixuan and walked straight to the place where the idioms were encyclopedia, and carefully selected, wanting to choose the one with the most complete record of idioms.

"Sister, this book doesn't have pictures of flowers, it's not good at all." Liu Zixuan said disgustedly on the side.

"Xuanxuan, we buy books not only to see those beautiful pictures, but also to see the content of the book, whether it is rich and complete. You'll understand later. As she spoke, she chose a book containing a lot of idioms, a thick one.

Then he turned to the place where the poems were placed and chose them, and his expression was very serious.

He kept muttering, "There are only fifty poems in this book, which is too few." This book has only poems, no words. Oh, why don't you have a book of ancient poems and words? ”

Beside her, an old woman wearing an indigo printed cotton and linen dress and gold-rimmed reading glasses stared at Nanxi Jing for a long time.

I wonder how such a young child knows to learn idioms and poems, which are classics of China for thousands of years.

"Little girl, you like to learn idioms and ancient poems, I see that you are so young, can you understand it?" The old grandmother finally couldn't take it anymore.

"I like it, there are many classic stories in idioms and ancient poems, which can teach me all kinds of truths. I think it's a lot more useful than those little stories. Where I won't, Mom and Dad will tell me. Nan Xijing looked up and saw that it was a kind old woman asking her questions, so she immediately replied politely.

"For example, I like Du Fu's "Spring Night Rain". Among them, good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The timely rain of spring is very vividly written. I want to write sentences like this in the future. Her eyes sparkled as she spoke.

"Professor Ni, you are also visiting the bookstore." Ms. Lu chose the popular science books she needed for teaching, and happened to see Nan Xijing chatting with Professor Ni.

"Yes, Xiao Lu, you are also here, I want to choose some ancient poems to appreciate, I will use them in class." The old grandmother lifted her reading glasses that had slipped a little and said with a smile.

"My family clamored for a new storybook, so I took her to visit."

"Is this your dumpling? No wonder, so easy to learn. The little girl likes classic literature very much, and she has a set of unique opinions of her own. "The old grandmother was a little sudden.

"Professor Ni has won the award. At home, Zhaoguo and I often tell her idiom stories and poetry stories, which she likes to listen to. Ms. Lu said implicitly.

"Xiao Lu, your girl seems to like literary classics very much, this is a talent for learning literature. Take it to my house when you have time, and I'll teach her well. "The old grandmother appreciated Nanxi Jing's views on the classics.

"Oh, thank you, Professor Ni, I will definitely bring a dumpling to visit you another day." Ms. Lu hurriedly bowed and thanked her.

"Thank you, Grandma Ni, I will definitely study idioms and ancient poems well, and live up to your cultivation." Seeing this, Nanxi Jing immediately bowed and thanked him.

At the same time, I was overjoyed, "God help me, with the help of this old professor, I will definitely get twice the result with half the effort to complete the task." ”

Professor Ni is humble. "You're welcome, this is a rare good seedling, and it's my honor to teach her."

"I'm going too, I'm going too." Liu Zixuan raised her hands and jumped.

"Okay, you go too, one more is not too much. It just so happens that my house is still lively. Professor Ni was even more pleased.

"Professor Ni, I won't bother you." Ms. Lu was a little worried.

Professor Ni waved his hand and explained, "Don't bother, don't bother, my old man shouts every day that the house is too clean, just let the two little girls go to be lively." ”

"Tuanzi wants to buy a complete collection of ancient poems, and I recommend this set of books. The poems and songs are all recorded, and there are some small stories recorded, which are more suitable for her to read. Professor Ni took a whole set of poems and songs and put them in front of Nanxijing.

"Thank you, Grandma Ni, I'll read it well." Nanxi stretched out her hand to take it with a smile on her face.

"Mm-hmm, I'm sure you'll read it well. Go to the bookstore first, I'm going back to make lunch for the old man." As he spoke, he waved his hand and turned to the bookstore clerk to settle the bill.

"Goodbye, Grandma Ni."

"Professor Ni walks slowly." Nan Xijing and Ms. Lu said goodbye to the old grandmother in unison.

The two chose a few more storybooks with drawings, and took Xuanxuan to settle the bill.

Nan Xijing hugged Ms. Lu's arm and coquettishly said, "Mom, let's take the bus home, I'm a little tired." ”

"Okay, let's take the bus home, you take Xuanxuan's hand and don't let her get lost." Ms. Lu knew that Nanxi Jing had just recovered from a serious illness, and her body bones were still a little weak.

"Didi, Didi." Not far from the stop sign, the No. 6 bus in the direction of home is slowly coming.