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Chapter 46 Don’t recite poetry and don’t speak
Sheng Minglin said calmly: "Once you find out that you can't control yourself, you will think about Mr. Xu standing in front of you and saying to you, what are you angry about? Write down what you are angry about and let me read it. Look. Then write it in your head."

He smiled slightly: "I promise, you will calm down completely within the span of writing a sentence."

Are you the devil?
The seventh prince stared at him speechlessly.

Sheng Minglin smiled: "Just tell me whether this method is useful!"

Don't say it yet, don't say it yet! !

As soon as that situation flashed through the mind of the scumbag Seventh Prince, he calmed down instantly!
When I think of writing down the reasons why I am angry and showing it to Mr. Xu... ugh, he will never dare to be angry again, okay?
Naituanzi was held by her father and walked at the front, with her wet skirt draped over his shoulders.

Tuanzi played with the hem of her skirt with both hands, fanning her here and there, and covering her head: "Daddy, daddy! Beads are only for the bride!"

"Well," Prince Duan nodded: "The bride is so beautiful!"

"Ha ha!"

The dumpling shook back and forth, and then secretly opened it a little. Looking down, I saw my brother walking not far behind. He was beautiful and elegant, as good-looking as a painting.

Tuanzi called him from a distance: "Guo Guo, Guo Guo! Zhuzhu wants to marry Ni!"

Sheng Minglin was so tired that he could barely control himself from opening his mouth to breathe. He smiled at her and nodded.

Prince Duan asked: "Why doesn't Zhuzhu marry dad?"

"It's okay!" Zhuzhu waved her fat paw magnanimously: "Let's all get married together! There's also mother, there are four pots and seven pots! There's also my eldest uncle and the emperor's wife."

Prince Duan: "..."

Sheng Minglin couldn't help but laugh. This smile gave up his strength and he couldn't climb anymore. He simply stopped and held on to the tree to catch his breath.

The Seventh Prince had already walked out for a while. When he saw him like this, he stepped back, grabbed his upper arm, and led him up the mountain for a while, all the way to the top of the mountain.

Sheng Minglin just felt a little grateful in his heart when he saw him let go of his hand in disgust and muttered: "You are too weak, you are as weak as a girl."

Sheng Minglin: "..."

He indifferently dusted the non-existent dust on his arms and thought, Haha! !
Lunch was served at the Yilan Pavilion on the top of the mountain. Zhuzhu played all morning. As soon as he smelled the fragrance, his stomach growled and he kept urging: "Hurry up, hurry up, we are in a hurry!"

Lychee quickly carried her little master down and changed her clothes. Prince Duan and others washed their hands directly at the spring next to them, and everyone sat down around a big table to eat.

Because we were outside, the dishes were not as exquisite as when we were at home. Whole chicken drumsticks were served like this, and two kinds of wild vegetables were even cooked.

Zhu Zhu drooled with greed, and reached out to take the chicken leg, but it was burned, so she took it back and blew her little hands.

Prince Duan quickly got one for her and blew it carefully.

Zhuzhu also came up to help blow, then took his hand with one hand, pulled it closer, and bit it carefully.

The bite was so big that it hit a bit of the bone. The dumpling was so hot that it brought tears to my eyes and I didn't want to let go. I tried so hard to pull it away that the little fleshy face was distorted.

Prince Duan had no choice but to hold down her little head with one hand and help pull it off.

Zhuzhu opened her small mouth and took a bite, chewed a few times, opened her mouth and took another bite, finally swallowed a mouthful of meat, and then stretched her head to nibble.

After half a chicken leg was eaten, her hunger was appeased. Zhuzhu then took the chicken leg from her father's hand, held it and gnawed it, and her little head began to turn around and look around.

There are bamboo curtains hanging on all sides of Yilan Pavilion, but you can still vaguely see the scenery outside.

Zhuzhu swayed her little feet, raised her chin, gestured forward, and asked: "Dad, what do you have?"

"Oh," Prince Duan put down his chopsticks and said with a smile, "Baby, when you go over there, you can see the bottom of the mountain, and you will find that the scenery is very different. A poet once wrote, 'You will be at the top of the mountain to see all the mountains. Small.’ This is what I wrote about..."

Zhuzhu looked at him, her big eyes full of confusion: "Oh!"

When the Seventh Prince and the two scumbags who were studying with Yi Shui'er saw Prince Duan's attitude, the three of them slumped their backs slightly and buried their heads in the bowl, for fear of being asked to comment.Sheng Minglin was not afraid, but he was too lazy to cooperate with him and continued to eat slowly.

Before Prince Duan finished quoting scriptures, Zhuzhu had already lost interest in this side of the mountain that she didn't understand, and pointed to the other side: "Where are you?"

"Over there?" Prince Duan said: "There is a cliff over there. It is very dangerous. Children cannot go over it because it is very steep and goes straight up and down. As the saying goes, 'The green peaks are as high as a screen and reach into the sky, and the cliffs are covered with green clouds and smoke'... …”

Zhuzhu looked at him and sighed, "Alas!!"

Prince Duan was confused: "No, why are you sighing? Is daddy wrong?"

Naituanzi shook his head, "Zhuzhu knows so many poems, but he doesn't say it every day, why is dad always doing this! He can't talk well!"

Prince Duan: "..."

"That's right!" Princess Duan laughed at him mercilessly: "Your father doesn't recite poetry and can't speak. He's afraid that others won't know that he has studied. Or we Zhuzhu'er are reserved and can memorize it for so long without talking about it every day."

Prince Duan held his forehead silently.

Sheng Minglin suppressed a smile.

He knew that for a person like Prince Duan, such an extremely simple poem was just talking! !

Especially in terms of landscape, he felt that it would be clearer and more intuitive to explain it by picking out a simple poem rather than explaining it in a comprehensive way.

Zhuzhu quickly abandoned her father and turned to Sheng Minglin: "Guo Guo, what's over there?"

Sheng Minglin explained: "There is nothing over there, just an open space where you can play eagle and catch chickens, jump with a hundred ropes, touch the blind and so on."

Zhuzhu understood immediately: "Oh! Then let's go play after dinner?"

Sheng Minglin nodded in agreement: "Okay."

But Zhuzhu didn't sleep well in the car in the morning. She got up early and felt sleepy after eating, so everyone packed up and went down the mountain. Only the seventh prince and his companion stayed to play.

When Zhuzhu woke up from her nap, several boys had been going crazy all afternoon. Their heads were covered with sweat. They came down to drink water and eat snacks like a gust of wind, and then ran out like a gust of wind.

Zhuzhu became anxious and spread her legs to chase after her: "Qi Guo Guo, Zhu Zhu is going too!"

The Seventh Prince paused and looked at her with a bit of disgust: "What can I do with you!"

But the companion reading next to her brightened up and said quickly: "Whatever the little princess wants to play, we can play with you."

Fat Tuanzi cleverly grabbed the hem of the Seventh Prince's clothes, then raised his little face and thought for a moment: "Zhuzhu wants to play with the blind man!"

The Seventh Prince clicked his tongue, but still waved his hand: "Okay, okay, I'll just play with you for a little while, only for a little while!"

He turned his head to look forward, then reluctantly stretched out a finger, waiting for her to hold it.

But children are the best at looking at shameless people. As soon as the Seventh Prince relented, Zhuzhu was not satisfied with holding hands, and immediately ran in front of him, holding her two little arms together: "Qi Guo Guo, hold him."

Tsk!Push your limits!

The seventh prince reluctantly picked up Zhuzhu, and the group rushed out like a tornado.

and many more! !
Sheng Minglin stood up immediately.

What are you doing! !
Why are these parents so big-hearted? Anyone can take Zhuzhu away! !

The seventh prince, this idiot, is full of ill will towards Zhuzhu, can't you see it?He might hurt Zhuzhu when his brain twitches!
Sheng Minglin turned his head and looked directly at his father.

After a moment, Prince Duan raised his head and looked at him with a strange expression, as if he didn't understand what he was looking at.

(End of this chapter)