Zhou Lan: "But I haven't married my wife yet, so I can be more free in my preferences. As long as you can have a drink and enjoy yourself, I will definitely support you."
If you drink too much, you still need to take care of yourself.
The husband was heartbroken: "You can go out now. Isn't it a great thing to get married?"
Zhou Lan nodded: "Probably so. Don't they all talk about the major events in life?"
The teacher covered his heart with an invisible sign, and said resentfully: "I didn't ask you for the answer." He quickly kicked the disciple out. How unreasonable.
You shouldn't care about this disciple, how well he handles his mood.
The same layout, the same study room, Chang Le was writing and Zhou Lan was reading. Chang Le was not very attentive and asked Zhou Lan for a long time: "Why didn't your grandparents let you eat?"
Zhou Lan put down the book and said to his brother-in-law, "After all, this is my second uncle's home."
Chang Le cares about his brother-in-law and even more about his sister: "Would your grandparents dislike Chang Xi?"
Zhou Lan thought of the scene of Jiang Changxi talking to her old grandmother, and twitched her lips: "No, who wouldn't like a little lady like Chang Xi?"
Chang Le: "That's true. I've never seen our family Chang Xi being ignored."
Zhou Lan nodded cautiously, thinking that it would not be easy to ignore her. She was a young lady with a very strong spirit.
He wanted to learn this from Chang Xi.
Hearing that their elders liked them, Chang Le was relieved: "This capital is really big."
Zhou Lan: "What's wrong? Are you homesick and missing your parents?"
Chang Le: "How can I miss others when Chang Xi is by my side?"
I don’t know how my father-in-law and mother-in-law felt when they heard this. You are really a biological son.
Zhou Lan: "What do I think of you? You don't seem to be able to write more."
Chang Le put down his pen, simply went over to Zhou Lan, found a comfortable position for himself, and leaned against Zhou Lan: "You said why Kyoto is so big, how many people are there, how many scholars are there, if I want to be the top scholar,
, Isn’t it a little difficult?”
Zhou Lan twitched the corner of his mouth, you are so ambitious, and you never forget to step on me. I am not even sure of getting the honor. You keep asking for the top prize: "Otherwise, let's lower our requirements."
Chang Le said seriously: "But I told Chang Xi in front of me that I want her to be the sister of the number one scholar."
How could he be so incompetent as a man? Zhou Lan took a deep breath and said, "Jinshi is not bad either."
Chang Le: "How can that be okay? The second place and top pick can still say that I'm young or something. No, I'll just keep working hard."
After saying that, Zhou Lan no longer needed to comfort him. He sat down by himself and started writing calmly.
Zhou Lanxin said, if he didn't have a strong heart, how would he be able to live his life in front of such a brother-in-law? Why would it be so difficult for him? He is a person who works hard to be a scholar, and he is surrounded by a brother-in-law who looks down on Jinshi.
Zhou Lan picked up the book and was so cruel to himself that he had to study for an extra half hour every day. Uncle Lang and his uncle were very introverted.
When Jiang Changxi came over with the milk, he saw two people who were very serious: "Today is milk, you guys take a break and come over and have a taste."
These two people couldn't wait to make up for the time they spent having fun today. Could it be that this attitude is to get the top prize?
Jiang Changle: "Milk, I want to try it."
Zhou Lan didn't take his eyes off the book: "I'll forget it."
Jiang Changxi: "I also drank a large glass. Try the taste, it's very good."
Well, Uncle Lang and I each picked up a cup. The taste was actually just like that, but the carefulness paid off for both of them.
Jiang Changxi: "It's rare to come out once, otherwise just relax. Are you tired from studying so hard every day?"
Chang Le: "Reading is my hobby, how can I be tired?" After speaking, he glanced at Zhou Lan.
Zhou Lanxin said, what you said was really relaxed, it was not like this just now.
But he nodded after his brother-in-law's words: "Chang Le is right, we are not tired, we like to read."
This is a person who can swim in the ocean of knowledge. Jiang Changxi admires him to death.
Her study relies on persistence, not preference. No wonder she is a talented person in academics.
When his wife looked at him like this, Zhou Lan understood why his brother-in-law insisted on studying as a hobby even though he was pretending to be fat. He liked it.
Jiang Changxi: "You guys should learn. I won't interrupt you. It's just that the light is not very good. If you read a book for a while, just rest your eyes and rub and pinch them like this."
A set of eye exercises was carefully explained to the two of them. I have to say that it was very time-consuming.
However, the family members insisted, Chang Le said: "There is really nothing we can do against you, we will do it, don't worry."
Jiang Changxi: "We must do it. We must take good care of our eyes. They will accompany us until we grow old."
Zhou Lan: "Don't worry, Chang Xi, I will supervise Chang Le."
Chang Le: "Huh." He stared at Zhou Lan. He saw this brother-in-law doing the moves taught by his sister as if nothing had happened.
Well, my brother-in-law cooperated with him just now, and now he should give it back.
Chang Le rarely said anything.
Jiang Changxi: "We need to supervise each other. The uncle should pay attention to his rest. I'll tell him later that he shouldn't be too selfless while reading."
Zhou Lan: "Yes, we will supervise you, sir."
Jiang Changxi was counting the time. It was estimated that the two of them had rested for more than ten minutes before they came out of the room.
The candlesticks in this room still have to be fiddled with, so the light is still too dark. It is a eyesore for the family.
She was surrounded by people who were selfless in their studies, which put a lot of pressure on her.
Jiang Changxi continued to think about the problem of their eyes. She wanted to take a two-pronged approach and give them something good for their eyes.
Zhou Lan asked Jiang Changle, "Is your sister going to patch our eyes?"
The last time I cared about them until their brains were so tired, I gave them a lot of food that was said to nourish their brains.
Chang Le: "It's nothing to make up for, as long as she doesn't say anything to make up for it."
Zhou Lan followed Chang Le's train of thought and thought for a moment. He didn't want to eat something like his eyes. Well, he didn't dare to think too much about it for fear. Fortunately, his brother-in-law lived with him.
Zhou Lan: "I don't know what doctor came up with this statement. It's deceptive."
Chang Le raised his pen: "Aren't you going to study anymore?"
Well, the room immediately fell silent, and Uncle Lang and Uncle Lang continued to study hard. One wanted to surpass, and the other didn't want to be left too far behind.
Jiang Changxi now always goes back to his room to settle accounts, fearing that his clattering abacus would disturb Uncle Lang and his two brothers from studying.
Dagui: "Grandma, you'd better forget it. When we get to the capital, we won't have more money, it will just be expenses."
Jiang Changxi: "Who said, what happened to the oven you made in the yard today?"
Dagui: "I'll let people burn it. Once it's dry, it can be used."
Jiang Changxi: "I asked someone to buy chickens and ducks. Then I packed them up, baked them twice, and sent them to my husband's friends. I have troubled them a lot."