Pastoral home has a fierce wife

Chapter 233 Showing Off Poetry

Old doctor Lin was almost overwhelmed by Wang Yi's anger, and he knew that he had a speech disorder, but this woman didn't have to catch him for a speech disorder, so she just scolded him, right?

"Okay, okay..." Old Doctor Lin was so angry that smoke came out of his head, and he couldn't speak.He was looking for abuse on his own. He knew that Wang Yi would have nothing good to say about this woman, and nothing good would happen if she brought someone to check her pulse, but he still agreed, but in the end he was choked up by the other party and almost smoked.

Butler Lin looked at Old Doctor Lin with sympathy and relief.

Wang Yi took He Fang away, and He Ya waited in the yard, came up to meet her, and asked, "Mother, how is it?"

He Ya is also 12 years old this year, but because she is not popular at home and is bullied by Mrs. He, she looks very thin, just like a little girl of eight or nine years old.

"It's okay," Wang Yi replied directly for He Fangshi of Huangshen, and said, "Okay, I have to do something. If I don't do something, I won't pay you." She deliberately said with a straight face.

Wang Yi's words also brought He Fang back to reality. With tears in her eyes, she didn't cry, and silently followed Chu Lan to work.

Li Yu was vacated and could be used to pick beans during the day, while Wang Yi was huddled in the room, and no one knew what she was doing.

I only saw Wang Yi holding Xiao Ronglei when she was having lunch, and then at night, when she was having dinner, she appeared again.

"Sister, don't be bored in the room all day, your body will not be able to bear it."

"Oh, it's okay," Wang Yi said embarrassedly. He was not actually bored in the room, but was growing something in the Black Ring space.

Because of the climate, the things in the Black Ring space are not exposed to the cold, and grow as fast as Chun'er, and maintain the pattern of Chun'er all year round, so the things in it are harvested, and she takes time to harvest them. I collected it, and made a bunch of seasoning powder packets by the way, and wrapped them one by one in small oiled paper. One oiled paper contains about a hundred dishes. Once I make it like this, I will use up a day's time .

"I had to catch some fish yesterday morning, the fish at home were not enough," Li Yu said.

"Well, good." Wang Yi has his own way of catching fish. After all, he is a mountain explorer. Although he is not familiar with water, it was enough in ancient times.

When He Fangshi sat around the table to eat, he was in a dazed state, completely in a state of being out of the sky, but Wang Yi actually deliberately left He Fangshi and He Ya to eat.

Wang Yi took a place of chopsticks dishes for He Ya, and said, "This is fish balls, it tastes good."

With red eyes, He Ya gave Wang Yi a grateful look, then silently put the ball into her mouth and ate it.When she was here, if she ate, it would be a waste of food. How could she be able to eat well like here, and there are such delicious dishes.

"What's the girl's name?" Wang Yi thought, Ya should be a nickname, there must be a big name, right?
"No," He Ya shook her head, because she was a girl and didn't even have a name.

"Uh, if sister-in-law Fang doesn't mind, what do you think if I give you a name?" Wang Yi asked Desperate He Fang.

He Fangshi looked at Wang Yi in confusion, but didn't hear what Wang Yi said at all.

"I want to give the girl a name, what does Sister-in-law Fang think?" Wang Yi asked again.

He Fangshi nodded hastily. She had wanted to give He Ya a name a long time ago, but she didn't know how to choose a name, so she let it go. After 12 years of admission, thinking of this, her attention was diverted.

Wang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Some of He Fang's ideas were too deep, and she couldn't change her right away. Seeing that He Ya was only 12 years old, she could just implant the concept of self-improvement.

"Li Li wished to go to the grass, one year old and one dry, the wild fire will never stop, and the spring breeze will regenerate. You have listened to Bai Juyi's poems, and don't spread them, you know?" The poems of two famous people are going to be handed down to modern times. She, Wang Yi, is really shameless, and then explained the meaning of these four sentences: "It means that the grass grows luxuriantly. Every autumn, winter, yellow and spring come, the grass is thicker. Even the ruthless wildfire can only burn the grass. After the dry leaves are dropped, the spring breeze blows and the earth is green again. It can be seen that the vigorous vitality of the grass is just like our He Ya, so it is good to name it Fangcao, He Ya?"

"Li Li wishing to go to the grass, uh..." He Ya wanted to read Wang Yi's poems, but her brain was not very good, even if Wang Yi just wrote a poem not long ago, she still couldn't finish reading, but she understood what Wang Yi said Meaning, she kept nodding, and even looked at He Fangshi expectantly, wanting her to agree.

"Fangcao Xiaocao, this name is cheap and has a good meaning, so I will call you He Fangcao. Mother doesn't usually call you Xiaocao." Besides, she didn't know how to express her satisfaction.

"I have a name, my name is Fangcao, my nickname is Xiaocao, hehe..." He Ya smiled happily at everyone, expressing the purest joy of her child.

"You named Brother Lei Lei, do you have other ideas in it?" Seeing He Fangcao's happy look, Rong Tuo couldn't help asking Wang Yi.

"...Does it count as being open and aboveboard?" Wang Yi didn't pay much attention to her son. After all, she named He Fangcao now to plant a little bit of self-improvement in her heart.

The poem "Li Li Yuan Going to the Grass" also explained one point, as long as you are firm in your heart, even if it can be like a weed, it will grow again when the spring breeze blows.

"Is it just like this?" Rong Tuo couldn't help frowning, and his whole body became serious.

Wouldn't it seem that she was showing off if she added another poem next?Wang Yi frowned. Poems about Lei already popped up in her mind, and they were still Tang poems, and the Tang Dynasty hadn't started yet. She used them so much, her conscience couldn't bear it, so she chose to shake her head.

"Yes, it's just like that," Wang Yi replied decisively. In short, she can no longer copy the poems of the ancients. In fact... Judging from her current living situation, people like Li Bai can't really be regarded as ancients. After all, she traveled through To about a hundred years before they were born!

"..." Wang Yi sighed silently in her heart. She was doomed to not be able to meet those poets with great sentiments for a while. It is estimated that those great poets also have a strong patriarchal inferiority complex. How can they meet her, a good woman, and let them go to the brothel? It's more likely to see Sister Yao.

Rong Tuo has been paying attention to Wang Yi's reaction. Seeing that she suddenly looks lonely, he silently wrote down the poem Wang Yi read just now. He wanted to find the person who wrote the poem. He suspected that Wang Yi was lonely because of those people. How could his woman be lonely for others? !
　PS: 3 more at night, and 2 more during the day, fully booked, I can't help but be moved and ashamed to you.

　　
　
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