Cultivating Immortality, Starts with Green Plum

Chapter 21 Xu Ming, why don't you try it?

Looking at this stupid goose, Xu Ming couldn't help but hold his forehead.

How did this stupid goose get here?
You didn't come with me this morning, did you? Did you come here because of my scent?

And if you walk around like this, what if someone finds out there's something special about you and cooks you?
Although Xu Ming doesn't know what kind of species the Tianxuan Goose is, there must be a lot of people who want to eat such a rare and exotic animal. It must be a very nutritious food.

"Is this goose yours?"

Xiao Mochen walked to the side of Xu Ming and Qin Qingwan and said with a smile.

"Yes sir, it's our Xiaobai~ Isn't he very pretty~~~" Qin Qingwan said proudly.

When Qin Qingwan saw Xu Ming raising a goose, she also thought about raising one for herself.

But Qin Qingwan felt that the other swans were not as pretty as Xiaobai, so she finally gave up.

Anyway, Brother Ming’s big white goose is also my big white goose.

"It's very beautiful." Xiao Mochen nodded.

"I'm sorry, sir. Xiaobai might have been too bored at home and somehow found this place. Please forgive me." Xu Ming jumped off his seat and bowed to Xiao Mochen.

When Xiao Mochen looked at Xu Ming, he always felt that he gave people a feeling like a spring breeze, and every move he made was full of literary and artistic spirit.

"Ming'er, there's no need to apologize. Everyone is tired, and Brother E's coming has added a lot of color to the study." Xiao Mochen said with a smile.

"Geese, geese, geese!!!" The black geese flapped their wings outside the window to express their protest.

Qin Qingwan also pouted: "Sir, what you said is wrong, Xiaobai is a female."

"Geese!" The Tianxuan Goose nodded.

"Sorry, sorry. I was rude to Miss Xiaobai. I would like to apologize to her." As he said this, Xiao Mochen actually bowed to the Tianxuan Goose.

"Goose~ (This goose forgives you)" The Tianxuan Goose put its wings on its waist and raised its long neck.

Xu Ming was somewhat surprised and confused.

What was surprising was that this gentleman actually knew my name.

Doubtful.

Mr. Xiao is a cultivator. Even though he doesn't know how high his realm is, he should be able to tell the gender of the baby, right?
"My dear friends, since Miss Xiaobai is here today, can you write a poem to describe her?" Mr. Xiao said to everyone.

A little girl with pigtails stood up and said, "But sir, isn't writing poetry something for adults? We don't know how to write poetry."

Xiao Mochi shook his head: "The poems I speak of do not need to be in syllables or rhymes. You can say whatever you want to say. Everyone has his or her own poem in his or her heart.

A beautiful lady is the ideal match for a gentleman. This is a poem.

The sun is shining brightly and I am sweating profusely. This is also poetry.

Adults have their own poems, and children have their own poems.

Everyone has a poem in his or her heart.”

Xiao Mochi glanced at everyone: "Does anyone want to give it a try?"

As Xiao Mochen finished speaking, everyone lowered their heads.

Some people are eager to give it a try, but they don't dare to raise their hands.

"How about this." Xiao Mochi looked at Xu Pangda in front of him, "Pangda, why don't you try?"

"Ah?" The little fat boy stood up suddenly, his fat flesh trembling, making the others laugh.

Xu Pangda scratched the back of his head with a blush. He wanted to refuse, but he didn't have the courage.

Finally, Xu Pangda looked at the big white goose, then looked at Xiao Mochi, and thought for a while:
"The big white goose is so white that it can't be stewed in one pot. It tastes really good when it's spicy."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Xu Pangda's poem successfully made the students in the classroom laugh, and the tree pond was suddenly filled with a lively atmosphere.

"goose!!!"

The black goose flapped its wings angrily, as if it was going to fight this fat boy to the death. Xu Pangda lowered his head, his cheeks flushed.

Xiao Mochi smiled and said, "Not bad. It's not easy for you to say that, Pangda. Sit down."

Xu Pangda sat down timidly.

"Is there anyone else who wants to compose a poem?" Xiao Mochen looked at everyone again.

But no one said anything.

"Or..." Xiao Mochen looked in the direction of Xu Ming.

Qin Qingwan thought that this gentleman was looking at her, so she quickly dodged to Xu Ming's side.

"Xu Ming, how about you try it?"

Xiao Mochen looked at Xu Ming.

Xu Ming stood up.

When the Tianxuan Goose saw this, it called out "Goose, Goose, Goose" a few times, as if to say, "Little brother, you must write a good poem for me, and don't let me down."

Qin Qingwan also looked at Xu Ming with burning eyes, expecting what kind of poem Xu Ming would write.

But no matter what, it is definitely better than Xu Pangda's.

Xu Ming thought for a moment and said, "Geese, geese, geese, they sing with their necks bent toward the sky. Their white feathers float on the green water, and their red feet paddling the clear waves."

"Goose? (Eh?) Goose, goose, goose~~~ (The poem you wrote is pretty good, little brother)"

The Tianxuan goose called "gee, goose, goose" a few times to express its joy.

Xiao Mochen looked at Xu Ming with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Although this poem is easy to understand, it can only be considered ordinary.

However, this poem was written by a five-year-old child.

When Xu Ming composed this poem, a string of words suddenly popped up in his mind:
"You wrote a poem, your noble spirit +100, your temperament +10."

When this string of words appeared, Xu Ming was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that this could also increase his noble spirit.

Even now, Xu Ming still doesn't know what the Haoran Qi does.

When Xu Ming composed this poem, even though the children in the study did not have much appreciation level, they knew that this poem was well written, and a scene of a swan swimming in the water appeared in their minds.

Next to Xu Ming, Qin Qingwan looked at Xu Ming with admiration.

Even Xu Pangda looked admiring.

We were all children, and I was two years older than you. Why were the poems you wrote so different from mine?

"It's a very good poem." Xiao Mochen praised.

Xiao Mochi praised.

Xiao Mochen asked a few more children if they wanted to write poems, and then called out a few names.

Xiao Mochen continued to lecture on the Analects of Confucius.

Xiao Mochen did not let Tianxuan E leave, but let Tianxuan E stay outside the study and listen to the class together.

When the get out of class was over at noon, the children finally felt liberated and poured out of the classroom.

Xiao Mochen watched Xu Ming and Qin Qingwan leave the school, and the flying goose followed them swayingly.

Xiao Mochi couldn't help but pinch his fingers:
“I didn’t expect that such a talented child would appear in the Xu family.

What's more, I didn't expect that the goose would appear in Xu's house.

Is it possible that the Xu family will prosper again?"

Looking at their backs, Xiao Mochen silently wrote down the two words "Xu Ming" on a piece of paper.

(End of this chapter)