Ye Xue said: "If I don't give advice today, you will see through it tomorrow." Compared with Han Ming, who deliberately created weaknesses, the hypocritical Zhuang Zheng is just a clown.
Ye Xue pointed pointedly at Wei Ya, who was happily chatting with Zhuang Zheng.
Han Mingdao: "I will watch over Wei Ya!" He will not let him be sold and still count money for others.
Ye Xue said: "Brother Wei is very spiritual and talented in poetry, but he is much weaker in understanding people... No one is perfect..."
Han Ming suddenly shook his head, "I used to think that no one is perfect, but now that I have met Brother Feng, I feel that there are really perfect people in this world who are loved by God..."
"Perfect person? Brother Han, are you talking about me?" Ye Xue pointed at herself.
Han Ming touched Ye Xue's cup, drank it all, and said: "Brother Feng is only fourteen, he writes poems and songs, rides horses and shoots arrows... He is good at literature and martial arts, and he is very sophisticated in dealing with people... Like Brother Feng.
When Han Ming looked at this person, he really couldn't find any shortcomings..."
"Brother Han, actually I know nothing about poetry..." Ye Xue swallowed this sentence and said: "I have shortcomings, but Brother Han didn't notice it!"
"Brother Feng, I wonder if you have noticed. I praise you so much, but you are not at all proud or complacent..."
Ye Xue said: "What's the point here?" Could it be that he was praising her for not being arrogant?
Han Ming said sincerely: "Brother Feng, you must be a person who will do great things in the future..." Genius is not terrible, what is terrible is a genius with a clear mind, whose body and soul are as unbreakable as steel!
*****
It was sunny after the heavy snow, and the sky was as clean as water. Because Ye Xue had made peace with Han Ming about Zhuang Zheng's issue, I felt a little happier than before.
Han Ming also got to know Ye Xue a little better. After several conversations with Ye Xue, he, who was never greedy for drinks, was in such a happy mood that he drank a few more drinks without realizing it.
Even Han Ming drank too much, let alone Wei Ya.
Wei Ya's stomach was full, and he was so drunk that he ran to the plum blossom tree like crazy... Wei Ya was just sitting on the plum blossom tree normally, composing poems related to plum blossoms and snow. Later, he saw Ye Xue
, Han Ming, Zhuang Zheng pointed at him and laughed, he got carried away and sang wildly.
What Wei Ya sang was a song from his hometown. The lyrics and the meaning of the song were all good, but Wei Ya's tone-deaf drake voice was really ugly.
Ye Xue held Ah Li with one hand and pointed at Wei Ya who was singing with one hand. She was swaying with laughter. Behind her, Luo Mei and Zhou Chai were also covering their mouths and snickering.
Han Ming was laughing earlier, but then the cold wind blew and he woke up for most of the time. He remembered that all the rich and powerful people lived in this alley.
Although these powerful people are not first-class, they are not someone they can afford to offend.
But he said that Han Ming had woken up and went to pull Wei Ya. Unfortunately, some neighbors who had been disturbed by Wei Ya started scolding him.
"The lunatic who came over there... sang a crazy song by Lao Shizi... and disturbed my young master's study. Why don't you shut up..."
Hearing this, Ye Xue looked up. On the wall next to her house, on the other wall, a book boy of about twelve or thirteen years old with two heads tied up was standing on the wooden ladder, pointing at Wei Ya.
scold.
Han Ming knew he was in the wrong and quickly apologized to the book boy.
The book boy raised his head arrogantly and said: "It's good to just admit your mistakes... Really, I don't care what kind of thing I am... I wrote some bad poems and crazy songs... How dare I disturb our young master from studying..."