Jin Luan is happy to marry

Chapter 39, A caterpillar crawling on the ground
Lei Fengqi was very angry: "This knife is actually expensive, we picked it up by mistake, and don't let others pick it up."

Yu Wuluo crossed her arms, thinking about the arrogance of her three-year-old little cousin, who made the same gestures on his face, and rolled his eyes to the sky: "Hmph, you also know that this knife is actually expensive, so I want to pay more. My own private money! Hmph, if you carve a wooden knife for me in the middle of the night, I don’t want to tie it!”

Lei Feng was furious, and he waved his fist as if he wanted to hit him across the bonfire: "What do you dare to be reasonable about buying expensive, business people only see money when they are looking for money."

Gao Shan stopped him, Lei Feng angrily turned to Xue Menghu: "How much did you pay?"

Xue Menghu happily extended a finger.

Gao Shan was furious: "How dare you, how dare you." He aimed at Lei Fengqi, how much did he pay?

Anyway, Xiao Yu's knife is definitely not for sale, just keep refuting.

Xue Menghu smiled all over his face: "Gold, not silver."

Gao Shan scowled, put away his arms, and went back to the fire to make breakfast, still not understanding how much he paid.

"Tch!" Yu Wuluo sneered.

Xue Menghu said haha: "If the little brother is not satisfied, I will double it."

Yu Wuluo twitched her cheeks, gave him a smile that disappeared before she came out, and sat with her knees hugged waiting for breakfast.

Xue Menghu looked at Lei Fengqi with a smile, and when he made up his mind, Lei Fengqi smiled coldly.

It's true that the fox's tail can't hide, the enemy who was killed by Xiao Yu was staring at the knife, you suddenly appeared last night, and you paid a lot of money to buy a knife, you talked about making friends with the world, but you didn't mention the origin of the knife at all.

You can find other rare treasured swords. Why do you and others want this sword? The secret of the Dao of Heaven should be in your heart, and it must be related to this sword.

Thinking of this, Gao Shan's clever ghost also reacted, grabbed the seasoning and sprinkled it on the meat, and said sharply: "Old Xue, you didn't finish your story yesterday. I heard that Tiandao has some secrets. It's an old and valuable thing. How about we make money together?"

Xue Menghu paused for a moment, and smiled dryly: "I'll finish my business with Brother Lei first."

"Do not sell!"

Lei Fengqi spoke simply and authentically.

Xue Menghu's smile fell off, and he hurriedly picked it up: "Haha, brother Lei, you don't like something, and it's just an insult to keep it."

Lei Fengqi also put on a smile: "I've never lost sight of my business, don't take it wrong, Brother Xue, haha, I was teasing you just now, haha, this knife is worth a lot, my good-for-nothing cousin didn't miss his purchases,"

Yu Wu is angry, why does it sound like he is alluding to me, if he can't draw his sword for a while, he will be called a waste?

She continued to think about the arrogance of her three-year-old little cousin, the screaming for fruit when he asked for snacks, the hysterical screaming for sugar when he was given snacks, and the choking of her beloved when all the snacks, fruits, and candies were in hand. The crazy scream of the orchid. I can't learn it by myself.

It's better to roll your eyes, you can do this without learning.

Xue Menghu forced a smile, with anger gathering in his eyes.

Lei Fengqi seemed to be unable to see, and continued to tease him: "Life is a joy, you tease me, I will tease you again, hehe, you will not be angry, bro, hehe,"

"Don't get angry, don't get angry," Xue Menghu pinched his palm with his thumb, creating a deep red mark.

During this breakfast, Xue Menghu was annoyed by Gao Shan. Gao Shan kept asking him to tell the secret of the Dao of Heaven, and if he had money, everyone would make money to repay his savior. It is estimated that Xue Menghu is not full.

Lei Fengqi and Yu Wuluo stood on the sidelines, having their meals.

As the day goes into March, wild flowers are blooming one after another, Xue Menghu rushes on the road in a hurry, Lei Fengqi, Gaoshan and Yu Wuluo calmly enjoy the spring scenery and look at the people working in the fields.

A postman passed by, and Yu Wuluo knew that there was a post station nearby, so he stopped him and asked how far he was from the post station.

Lei Fengqi guessed that she was sending a letter, and teased, "What letter do you have to send, little cousin."

Yu Wuluo was serious: "Cousin, I love writing poems the most. After finishing writing, I will definitely ask everyone for advice. Didn't Aunt Qi tell you when you were at home?"

Qigu was not as old as Fifth Uncle, and Gao Shan couldn't understand, so he looked at the expressions of the two of them, and when Lei Feng raised his eyebrows, he clapped his hands and applauded: "Brother Xiaoyu is right."

Lei Fengqi shrugged, then joked again: "Little cousin, you forgot that I have also read books, show me your poems."

Yu Wuluo raised his eyebrows: "Last night, a fire was lit, and this morning it was sunny. Two sparrows flew over, and a caterpillar crawled on the ground."

Lei Fengqi choked on his own saliva, Xue Menghu couldn't believe his ears, stopped for a while, turned his face to snicker.

Only Gao Shan praised: "Good poetry, good poetry."

"Then you can send this poem and ask everyone." Lei Fengqi murmured, and deliberately let Yu Wuluo hear it.

Yu Wuluo shook her face: "Do as my cousin says."

A caterpillar crawling on the ground is indeed her poem, when she was three years old.

Under the flower fence, Yu Cun took his beloved granddaughter for a walk.

The grandfather loved the first grandson in the family, and every day when he came back from school, he would take her to play in the garden, talking about how to plant flowers in spring, eat lotus leaf vegetables in summer, wear sweet-scented osmanthus in his hair in autumn, go skiing in winter, and watch plum blossoms.

Seeing that the sky is sunny and the flowers are blooming, Yu Cun's poetry flourishes.He said: "Two orioles sing green willows, the fog falls, you follow along,"

"A caterpillar crawling on the ground, grandfather." Yu Wuluo was triumphant.

Yu Cun couldn't help laughing: "It's hard for you to know one against two, but grandfather taught you to recite poems, not against you."

Yu Wuluo continued to be proud: "The whole family watched the moon last night. That's how my grandfather and parents talked." She replied crisply.

Yu Cun said with a smile: "Okay, you can actually understand poetry, but this sentence is indecent, you can change it to get it right."

Yu Wuluo watched the flowers bloom for a while, then said, "Three peonies are blooming."

Yu Cun laughed: "Okay, but the battle is not neat, can you think about it?"

Yu Wuluo raised her small eyebrows, and when her grandparents walked to the bamboo, her eyebrows and eyes became lively again: "A screen of green bamboos reveals the beauty."

Yu Cun was greatly surprised, and looked at his granddaughter again and again: "Who taught you to use screen to describe green bamboo, and use Fenghua to show it?"

"Grandfather, the whole family watched the moon last night. When my father didn't talk to my grandfather about poetry, he said that the east side of the screen should be painted on the west side of the screen, and I'll write it down." Yu Wuluo couldn't help but feel complacent.

Yu Cun searched the poems and books in his belly several times, but he couldn't find this poem. The granddaughter is really smart, and the answer to this mystery must be solved immediately. The son was still at home, so he called to ask in front of him. Yu Wuluo's father couldn't help laughing : "Father, what I recited yesterday was Du Mu's ancient poem, Silver Candle and Autumn Light, coldly painted on the screen. I may have recited it twice before it was remembered by Wuluo."

Yu Wuluo moved her little head: "Yes, father reads too much. Go to the east to read, and then walk to the west to read."

Yu Cun and his son laughed loudly: "When you come here, it becomes a painting screen east to a screen west."

"Yes, there are bamboos on the screen."

Yu Cun was very happy, and called Yu Wuluo my little talented girl, saying that she had ancestral talent for poetry and writing.

Yu Wuluo was brought up by his grandfather, and he has a deep relationship with him. When he goes out alone, he should always report that he is safe. There is no safer way than a three-year-old child's doggerel.

　At six o'clock, I wrote the manuscript yesterday, so that I can sleep in at ease, and I can also go to the vegetable market in the early morning.mwah.

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)