Since being able to speak, Leng Changxi has found that her language skills are getting stronger and stronger, and even the English she learned in her previous life has gradually been regained. But according to the calculation of the growth period, Leng Changxi is still just a child who can call daddy.
My dear, if she suddenly starts talking in a long way, she is more likely to be regarded as a monster than a genius.
Ever since, she would murmur to herself in a low voice when no one was around, and cuddle up when there were others, counting the time to speak.
But there is always a gap in all the secrets, even in acting there are times when it’s ungrateful.
That day, the wind was beautiful and the sky was clear. A family gathered together in the courtyard. The young husband's arms were warm, Changxi's posture was that of a lazy sheep, her mother's expression was that of a happy goat, and her father's behavior was that of a gray wolf.
The flowers and plants in a yard are dancing in the gentle breeze, exuding a unique fragrance, which can enchant the mind. Now I finally understand why the ancients always wanted to enjoy flowers and the moon when they had nothing to do. It is a unique beauty. Of course, the premise is that there is no Master Leng.
That series of Gray Wolf's actions.
Just as she was about to fall asleep, Master Leng said: "Madam, why don't we go back to the house!" She was so happy that she said with pride: "It's time to go back, it's so noisy, you can do whatever you want!"
The glutinous voice overflowed from the mouth. If the owner of the voice was ignored, it would be a pleasure. But although the voice was small, it could shock everyone.
"Mother, ma'am, did I hear you correctly?" Mr. Leng was stunned for a moment, losing his leisurely leisurely mood.
"This, this, this is impossible, right?" Mrs. Leng was solemn, with a face full of surprise.
Leng Changxi was depressed. Looking at their expressions as if they were seeing ghosts, she regretted so much that she wanted to swallow her own tongue. At the same time, she lamented the selfishness of human nature. The child she had raised for more than a year could not even say a word.
The only plan for now was to pretend to be dumbfounded. She looked at each of them with squinty eyes and giggled. Looking at the increasingly confused eyes of her parents, Leng Changxi relaxed a little, but when she saw the eyes of her little husband, she was
Her deep eyes were filled with smiles all the time, and her heart grew hairy.
"It was little Bao'er who said it." The little husband looked at her playing the clown with all her heart, and said with a faint smile: "Uncle Leng, Aunt Leng, our little Bao'er is really a treasure.
The words are astonishing, he will be a great genius in the future, maybe he was reincarnated by some god!"
Upon hearing this, the Leng family and his wife burst into smiles and nodded in agreement: "That's right, our little baby can speak so many words at such a young age, maybe Wen Quxing came to earth!"
"What about Wenquxing? A woman's family is indeed a woman's family, and a woman's lack of talent is a virtue. How could Wenquxing come down to earth and devote himself to women? I think our little treasure must be a fairy descending to earth, and he will have the beauty of a country and a city in the future!" Master Leng dismissed it!
Mrs. Leng teased her with a smile.
Leng Changxi sighed secretly. If you want to be a god, be a god. They are better than monsters!
So that day, everyone in the Leng family rejoiced again, and a new legend was added to the streets: the daughter of the Leng family was an immortal descended from heaven!
For this reason, Leng Changxi was really troubled for a while. Since ancient times, famous beauties have had bad luck, especially in this place where it is unclear what era it is, and keeping a low profile is the best way to survive.
However, it was a blessing in disguise. Although he was unintentionally pushed to the forefront, his talk schedule was accelerated because of his bad mouth.
From time to time, he would say a few surprising words, which accelerated the speed of the little husband's teaching to her.
Another few months passed by in a hurry, and Leng Changxi thought carefully. Although she could not answer the questions fluently now, she could enter the learning range of three-year-old children in advance. It seemed that the condom was born in what year.
That day, Leng Changxi was sitting on the desk, watching her young husband concentrating on drawing the "ghost talisman", carefully looking at his clothes, recalling several ancient costume movies, and vaguely felt that they were somewhat similar to those of the Song Dynasty, so she pretended to be stupid.
Chong was stunned and said: "Song...Song...".
Seeing her young husband looking up at her in surprise, Leng Changxi was shocked. Could it be that she had miscalculated? But she calmed down immediately. Anyway, the pronunciation of "Song" has many words. It doesn't matter even if it is not from this era, he just takes it as it is.
Just have fun by yourself.
After thinking about this, Leng Changxi called "Song" unscrupulously, looked at him happily, and danced up to him and sat on the paper where he was practicing calligraphy.
The little Xianggong gave a helpless smile, put the pen back, hugged Leng Changxi down, gently tickled her nose and said, "Where did our little treasure hear this word from? You little clever devil!"
"Others said that." Leng Changxi stared at her little gentleman with big innocent eyes.
"You must have heard it from the servants!" The little Xianggong came to a conclusion himself, and then said: "Little Baoer, please remember, we are from the Song Dynasty! It is the Shaoxing period now."
As soon as he said these words, Leng Changxi became depressed. Why was it that while other people traveled through time and drank spicy food, I was transported to such a troubled and poor dynasty?
Probably because he saw her stupid look, the young husband smiled and said: "Oh, I ignored that Xiao Bao'er is still a child over one year old, how could he know this!"
Upon hearing this, Leng Changxi burst into tears. Being called a child by an 189-year-old child...it was so sad!