Destiny Little Crazy Concubine

Chapter 1421

"Crack!" A bamboo ruler was slapped on the table, "If you miss a word, slap your palm."

Feng Qingyan trembled involuntarily... It was completely out of conditioned reflex!

In the previous life, the Feng family was a family of Chinese medicine.Although the grandfather and elder brothers of Feng's family doted on her very much, but because of Feng Ning's extremely high talent, the old man placed high hopes on her, so her academic requirements were very strict.

Ever since she was a child, every time Feng Ning memorized medical books, the old man would hold such a bamboo ruler in his hand, and hit a word if he made a mistake.After being beaten and reciting the book, the old man felt distressed again, and would always use the best ointment to carefully smear his granddaughter's little hands.And the next endorsement will still be stern and merciless.

Apart from being born smart, half of this ability to remember with a photographic memory was created by Feng's grandfather's bamboo ruler.

Therefore, as soon as Ling Chu lit the bamboo ruler, Feng Qingyan immediately remembered the scene of being beaten when she was a child, and it was vivid in her mind; the crisp sound of the bamboo ruler hitting the palm of her hand seemed to be in her ears.But, suddenly, it was already a different world.

"Come here!" Ling Chu held the bamboo ruler in his hand, pointed to the ground in front of him, and said seriously: "Stand here, carry your head back."

"Oh..." Feng Qingyan curled her lips.Mom!The seemingly gentle senior brother is no less terrifying than Xiao Chenchen at all!

Obediently stood up, stood in front of Ling Chu, and began to recite the content written in the book word by word.

Unexpectedly, I just memorized several medicinal materials...

"...picked when the flowers are not in bloom or in early bloom, sun-dried, or cut into sections..."

"Stop!" Ling Chu suddenly yelled to stop, and raised the bamboo ruler, "Stretch out your hand!"

"Senior brother, that's right..." His eyes glanced at the book that was closed and thrown on the table, but the senior brother didn't even look at it...

"That's right?" Ling Chu held the book in his hand, moved his long fingers slightly, opened it all at once, and stood in front of Feng Qingyan, "The fourth row."

"Pick and cut the flowers when they are not blooming or just blooming, and dry them in the sun, or cut them into pieces and dry them in the sun." Feng Qingyan blinked her eyes, was confused, tilted her head, avoided the books, and looked at Ling Chu, "Brother, no Wrong!"

"How did you carry it?"

"Picking when the flowers are not blooming or just blooming...Picking..." The tone weakened inexplicably, and the little hand hid behind his back, "Picking, picking...the meaning is almost the same..."

"One word!" Ling Chu stretched out the bamboo ruler with a serious face.

"Brother... really hit?"

"Hand!" The person who was as gentle as a warm sun had such an intolerable tone at this moment.

Feng Qingyan drooped her little head, and stretched out her little hand reluctantly.

"Snapped!"

The bamboo ruler fell, and the little hand flinched in response, the palm was burning hot.

"Continue." The shy brother turned into a majestic teacher/chief, showing no mercy.

Rubbing her red palms, Feng Qingyan involuntarily glanced at the book that was thrown back on the table.

"Unconvinced?" Ling Chu raised his eyebrows.

"No." Feng Qingyan shook her head, "Don't you need to take a look, brother? In case I recited it wrong, you didn't notice..."

"These," Ling Chu pointed to the one-foot-high book on the table, "Senior brother has memorized it fluently since he was nine years old. It's just you for the exam, so don't read it."

"Oh..." Feng Qingyan stuck out her tongue secretly, so she could only pull herself together and continue to endorse.

However, no matter how careful and careful, it is still...

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

……

The sound of the bamboo ruler hitting the palm of the hand would resound from time to time.

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(End of this chapter)