"This kind of person really deserves to be brought to justice."

"It's no wonder that there is no shortage of money, and when I was young, I went south and north, but settled down in our backward and isolated small mountain village, so I had the idea that the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and the villagers have little knowledge."

Hearing this, Li Lan couldn't help but sigh for a while, "This is also something that can't be helped, even if some elders know what happened to their little girl, for the sake of the reputation of the little girl, they don't dare to make a big fuss, so they can only consider themselves unlucky, break their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs." ”

"This world, reputation, is too important for girls."

Li Lan stirred the porridge in the pot, with a heavy expression, with luck and resentment.

It's her family's Pingping's luck, and her mother-in-law went in time, otherwise Pingping's carefree good days would have come to an end.

Yu Shuishan took a sip of hot water, warmed his stomach, and stretched his brows a little, "It'll be fine." ”

"There are more and more people who read and learn words and culture, this situation will always change, the villagers will no longer be ignorant, and the little girls will become more and more brave."

"A generation of great men once wrote down a sassy and heroic five-foot gun, and the dawn began to shine on the military field. The sons and daughters of China have many strange ambitions, and they do not love red clothes and love arms. ”

"In time, the little girl in our hearts will also go out and choose the way she wants to live."

"Take your time, there will always be changes."

"All the gloom is temporary."

Li Lan glanced at Yu Shuishan with a smile in her eyebrows, "You don't know if you speak in a literary manner, when the matchmaker introduced us to each other, I was so scared, I was afraid that I wouldn't even understand what you were saying, so I was timid." ”

"After so many years, it's still a lot of writing."

"Fortunately, after listening to it for so many years, I am used to listening to it, and I can hear why."

"That change is all in the future, God's thunderbolt on a sunny day is timely rain, which can stop a lot of evil, which can be regarded as God's action to extinguish some evils."

"For the first time, I thought Perak was quite human."

Yu Ping, who was nesting on the bed in the east hall house and recognizing the words on the Buddhist scriptures, suddenly said, "Mom, I understand your feelings too well." ”

"It's not late to speak, and sometimes it's also literary, and I have to rely on even guessing to know the meaning."

"It's so painful!"

Yu Ping wailed exaggeratedly.

Yu Feiwan: ......

She swore that there really was no literary remark.

Li Lan raised her voice angrily, "Have you ever reflected on the reason?" ”

"Fei Wan, Haihong is the same age as you, she can say it, Haihong can understand it, but if you don't understand it, it's weird."

"Let's not talk about it until it's too late, let's just talk about Haihong."

"Before you entered the hall, your father enlightened Haihong and you, Haihong learned seriously, what about you?"

"Three days of fishing, two days of drying nets, a while with a dry mouth and a while hungry, I would rather gnaw my nails short than learn one more word."

"If you hadn't suddenly changed sex, I don't think you would have been able to finish junior high school."

Yu Ping choked, her little face was wrinkled, how did she feel that she was in a hurry to find a scolding.

"Mom, it's not too late to say it, the prodigal son won't change the gold when he turns back."

"I am more precious than gold!"

"Mom, are you willing to scold gold?"

Li Lan was speechless, it was the first time she had seen such a straightforward person put gold on her face.

"I only know that gold always shines, but you can also take the university entrance examination and let me, a mother, go out and show off, and set an example for Peng Peng."

"If you don't study hard, in a few years, Feiwan and Haihong will both go to school in the big city, what do you think you do?"

"You just cry at home, and you don't squeak when you cry."

In the past two or three years, Li Lan once suspected that it was because she couldn't read a single type that made Pingping have no talent for learning!

But now, she figured out that stupid birds have stupid ways to live.

I'm afraid that the stupid bird doesn't fly first, and always thinks about it.

The appearance of the non-late light lit the pointing light for Pingping, a stupid bird who was dizzy.

She's a damn thing, she's grateful, distressed and guilty for Fei Wan.

Yu Ping pouted and snorted lightly, "Mom, just wait and see, I'll make your big eyes fall." ”

Li Lan: !? (_;?

I don't understand, I don't understand at all.

Yu Feiwan and Yu Shuishan said in unison, "Shocked." ”

Yu Ping: ......

As long as she is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

Yu Ping stopped talking and put the old lady's hand-copied Buddhist scriptures in front of her.

A good night's sleep.

The next day, the sun hung in the sky with a white glow.

The winter sun, unlike the scorching heat of summer, shines on people, like wisps of filaments scratching, itchy, faint, making people crispy in their bones, sleepy and tired.

In the afternoon, Yu Feiwan, who kept yawning after copying scriptures, took out a small poke of old tea in the jar, pretended to be a vassal and elegantly sat under the window and made a large pot of hot tea reflecting the sunlight after the wind and snow, which was very comfortable.

The Buddhist scriptures are obscure and difficult to understand, and it is extremely difficult for her to copy the cat and the tiger.

As for Yu Ping, after meeting the Buddhist scriptures, she couldn't wait to fall asleep under the warm winter sun.

Yu Feiwan poured a large sip of tea and woke up.

The climbing points are the biggest motivation for her to copy Buddhist scriptures.

Before that, she didn't know much about Buddhist scriptures.

The only words that can be pronounced are those that are widely circulated on the Internet.

Now, copying word by word, the human touch all acquiesce that she is learning.

The loss of exchanging the Thunderbolt on a Sunny Day is finally expected to make up for it.

Yu Feiwan tiptoed closer, and Lin Haihong, who was also holding a scripture book and reading it silently, "Can you even understand the scriptures?" ”

Buddhism, Confucianism, and Taoism should not be connected.

Lin Haihong pursed his lips and smiled, lowering his voice, "I can understand some relatively simple basics." ”

"My grandmother said that when I was born, she cried a lot at night, and she would chant sutras to lull me to sleep while she was holding me."

"Maybe I'm used to it."

Yu Feiwan: Is this okay?

Genius, it seems that there really is no shortcoming.

All the bad things may just be because they haven't dabbled in it yet.

Yu Feiwan tapped his fingertips on the table and shouted to Yu Ping, who was sleeping Zhengxiang, "Don't meet with Zhou Gong again, it's time to copy Buddhist scriptures." ”

Seeing that Yu Ping's upper and lower eyelids were still fighting, Yu Feiwan raised his voice, "Points!" ”

Yu Ping shuddered, rubbed her eyelids, and picked up the pencil in a daze.

Yu Ping wants to cry without tears, God knows how painful it is to copy when she doesn't recognize all the words, take a look, forget the next stroke after writing a stroke, she has to look at a word a few times, and after writing it, she compares it and finds that the two words look different.

Hum hum hum write, huh huh rub.

The wrist is broken, the paper is broken, the eraser is missing, and the words are not like each other.

In her dreams, these crooked words have become big monsters.

In winter, the afternoon sun is fleeting, and if you don't pay attention, you secretly hide a faint warm light, as if frightened by the cold wind that is whistling again, and you are afraid of the cold, and hide in the clouds as thick as a freshly popped cotton quilt.

(End of chapter)