Lazy Cancer Cure

Chapter 18 Seven Step Poetry

Because of the animation supplement of "Story Matching Machine", Xi Luo can guess all the stories Meng Ru tells.

"A long time ago, there was a powerful man named Cao Cao. He had two sons, one named Cao Pi and the other named Cao Zhi." In the animation, three men with round faces appeared in an instant. Come out and wave to Xi Luo.

"Cao Zhi was smart since he was a child, and he was deeply loved by his father; in contrast, it was difficult for his elder brother to be valued, so that Cao Pi was always jealous of Cao Zhi because of this. Later, Cao Cao died, and Cao Pi inherited his position, so he planned to Take revenge on Cao Zhi."

"Cao Cao. Like Cao Zhi? Why, Cao Pi, become king?" Xi Luo tried hard to make his pronunciation more precise.

Meng Ru was stunned for a moment, and added: "In that era, there were regulations, seniors and children were ordered, and the father's position would be passed on to the elder brother first."

"Understood." Xi Luo inexplicably felt that the story was a little familiar. Sure enough, the struggle for power would happen repeatedly no matter how many thousands of years passed.

"One day, Cao Pi said to Cao Zhi: I heard that your articles are very powerful, and your poems are also well written. Isn't it fake? Cao Zhi took it for granted: My talent is real. Cao Pi immediately put on a straight face: Then I Give you time to walk seven steps, and you write me a good poem, otherwise I will severely punish you."

"Cao Zhi was also angry. He felt that his brother was too unfeeling, so he wrote a poem to satirize him—boiled beans burned Osmunda, and the beans were weeping in the cauldron. They grow from the same root, so there is no need to fry them."

Xi Luo was a little confused, why did he get involved in ancient poems again.

Meng Ru smiled slightly, and the cartoon character on the screen turned into a cauldron of boiling soup.While cooking the beans in the pot, the peasant woman threw the bean stalks into the fire to heat up the water.

"Look, Luoluo, this is the meaning of this poem. In the past, people burned bean stalks to boil beans, and the sound of boiling water seemed to be mixed with the mournful cries of beans. Beans and bean stalks originally grew from the same root. Fruits and leaves, but you torment me, why are you so vicious?"

With Meng Ru's explanation, Xi Luo's confusion was immediately resolved.For a long period of time, all other thoughts were emptied in my mind, and the only thing I could remember was beans, Osmunda, and the boiling cauldron.

"Cooking beans burns Osmunda, and the beans weep in the cauldron."

Xi Luo recited it very slowly, but miraculously, every word of this poem seemed to be engraved in her mind, and she couldn't forget it even if she wanted to.

"Originally born from the same root, why is it too urgent to fry each other!"

"Luo Luo is so smart." Meng Ru's eyes lit up. He had only read this poem once before, but Xi Luo had completely memorized it, and looking at her like this, she seemed to understand the meaning of the poem. meaning.

how is this possible.

Meng Ru shook his head. Luo Luo was only four years old, and asking them to recite ancient poems was just to let them be influenced by some literary classics. As for understanding the connotation of poems, that was a matter of understanding.

Meng Ru, who originally planned to stop, became a little curious again. He suddenly wanted to know where the limit of this child, Xi Luo, was.

"Luo Luo, this poem may not be completely correct."

"Huh?" Xi Luo shifted his gaze to Meng Ru, and his eyes showed a little maturity that didn't match his age.

"A poet in modern times reinterpreted the story just now and wrote a poem."

"En." Xi Luo raised her head, looked at Meng Ru with gray eyes, and seemed to be urging him to speak quickly.

"The poem is written like this-boiled beans burn Osmunda, and Osmanthus turns into ashes when cooked. Those who are ripe are treasured on the table, and the ashes are used as fertilizer in the field. If they don't grow from the same root, why are you willing to destroy yourself?"

"Slow down." Xi Luo tugged at the corner of Meng Ru's clothes, looking a little dissatisfied.

Meng Ru was amused by Xi Luo's action, and couldn't help poking Xi Luo's bulging face: "This poem means that the bean dregs burns itself to turn the beans into treasures at the banquet, and after being turned into ashes, only It can be used as fertilizer in the field. If it is not because we are the leaves and fruits on the same root, why would I be willing to go to destruction myself in exchange for your new life?"

"I don't understand." With soft fingers, Xi Luo pointed to the story matching machine placed in the corner, "If you don't tell me, ask him to."

Meng Ru was amazed by Xi Luo's keen observation ability, facing Xi Luo's eyes fixed on her, feeling helpless in his heart.I had to make an animation temporarily, probably because of the tight schedule, the finished product was a bit rough, but it was no problem for Xi Luo to understand the general meaning.

"Luo Luo, how about memorizing this poem as well?"

"Go and recite." Xi Luo glanced at Meng Ru. Today's task of memorizing poems has been completed, so why do you need to do homework for yourself.

"Brother-in-law is getting old, and his memory is not good, so he can't memorize it." Meng Ru pointed his finger, pretending to be troubled.

"Where your finger is...is the brain."

Meng Ru pretended to be nonchalant and withdrew his hand, and continued to search for topics: "Which poem does Luo Luo think is better?"

"Stupid, I'm not Douzi." Xi Luo was habitually cold, "It depends on what Douzi thinks."

"puff."

Seeing that Meng Ru's story was finished and the system rewards had been obtained, Xi Luo had no intention of continuing to tell the next story, so he chose to start messing around and give up without hesitation.Standing up on the bed, he ran to the front and got under the quilt, covered him, and faced Meng Ru with the back of his head.

"Luo Luo?" Meng Ru tried to call out.

"Goodbye."

"You should say 'good night'."

"Goodbye."

"good night!"

"Okay, bye!"

Meng Ru glanced at his watch, it was indeed getting late, so instead of arguing with Xi Luo for a moment, he pulled the quilt for Xi Luo, turned off the switch of the story machine, and closed the door after repeatedly confirming that there was nothing he had forgotten leave.

Back then, raising a son had never been so troublesome, and a daughter was indeed a sweet burden.

"Have you finished the story?" In the bedroom, Cang Shulei was applying a facial mask, trying to restrain the unnecessary expressions on her face while speaking.

"Well, Lei Lei, I think Luo Luo is a genius."

"Oh."

"Leilei? Are you surprised?"

"Dr. Gu told me a long time ago that when they examined Luo Luo, they found that Luo Luo's brain development rate was above 20.00%, more than twice that of ordinary high IQ talents. Dr. Gu even suspected that, The root cause of Luo Luo's autism is that she didn't find her kind."

"Didn't I go to the hospital with you? Why didn't you tell me at the time." Meng Ru felt a huge shock in his heart.

"Why should I tell irrelevant people about my sister?"

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Ten p.m.

"Wait, I seem to have forgotten something." Cang Shulei, who was about to sleep, suddenly sat up on the bed, "Lao Meng, Lao Meng, your son called me before, but I was too lazy to answer it when I was putting on the mask , you give him one back."

"Don't answer, I'm sleepy." Meng Ru decisively covered his face with the quilt.

"Is it not too good?" Cang Shulei hesitated, but the tone seemed to be convinced.

"It's okay, it's not the first time anyway." Meng Ru replied in a daze, "If the kid comes back to pursue this matter, he will say that there is a time difference between the two places, and he didn't receive it when he fell asleep, or that he lost his phone and just found it." return."

"Okay, then go to sleep." Cang Shulei wanted to lie down, but stopped again, "No, I have to go see Luoluo again."

"Luo Luo." Meng Ru rubbed his temples and regained his energy, "Then I'll go and have a look with you."

　The update is late, well, let's make up a small theater.Thank you all for your book reviews!Recommended ticket!Very happy!
　　small theater

　　first day home

　　Meng Changxi: Mom, why didn't you answer my phone?

　　Cang Shulei: Ask your dad.

　　Meng Changxi: Dad, why did you ask my mother not to answer my phone?
　　Meng Ru didn't speak yet.

　　Meng Changxi answered quickly: First, when I called, it was 19:7 local time, don’t fool me by sleeping; second, your mobile phone has been lost [-] times, but I still use it every time I come back, I believe you Don't use this excuse anymore.

　　Meng Ru (flipping through the book as if nothing had happened, and continuing to pretend): Actually,,, your mother and I have changed our phone numbers, and I haven't had time to tell you.

　　Meng Changxi:? ? ?

　　Meng Ru: Okay, here is the new phone number, here it is.

　　Meng Changxi looked at the mobile phone number in his hand that had not been changed for more than ten years, and asked depressedly: Dad, how old do you think I am?
　　Meng Ru: Probably less than 30.

　　Seeing Meng Changxi's complexion changed, he immediately changed his words: When did you turn 30 years old, hahaha, just looking at your face is at most 27 or [-], hahaha, it's really well maintained.

　　Meng Changxi: ...

　　Meng Changxi, who had just turned 24, suddenly wanted to kill his father.

　　


(End of this chapter)