Looking at Dad Xia's slightly amused eyes, Luo Yu relied on his shamelessness and didn't feel any discomfort. He pointed at the poem "The car, the dust, the horse, and the rich are all interesting" and said: "Uncle wrote this poem.
Did something suddenly happen at hand when I was reading it, and then I turned back and continued writing."
"What do you say?" Xia's father reached out and touched the ink on the rice paper. It was all dry now. He turned around and asked Luo Yu with a smile.
Luo Yu didn't care whether he was hiding a knife behind his smile, he pointed directly at the word "qu" and said: "Uncle, look, although the word "qu" looks the same as usual at first glance, if you look closely, you will find that the two words "er" and "qu" are the same as usual.
The part seems a bit uncoordinated, obviously not in one go, and in the verses from this word down, although the sentences have not changed, the fonts have lost the self-deprecating and self-explanatory charm above, so I guess something happened in between
What delayed uncle for a while?"
Speaking of which, Luo Yu touched her chin: "I was talking about why I felt weird just now. It turns out this is what happened."
"He wasn't in a daze just now." Xia's father thought about it in his heart. There was indeed a small accident when he wrote this poem. Xia's mother accidentally knocked over the rice cooker while cooking, causing a commotion, and he ran out.
After reading it, when I came back to continue writing, I could no longer find the same feeling I had before. I didn’t expect this young man to be so insightful.
Thinking of this, Xia's father looked at Luo Yu much better than before. Adding in Luo Yu's in-depth study of Tang Bohu, whom Xia's father had admired before, Luo Yu's status has been upgraded from being an expert and pretending to being a little bit read.
Books still have some understanding of history and culture.
Luo Yu was just following her husband's fancy. Who made Xia Jing his wife? Who made Xia Jing softly ask for a good relationship with her father-in-law?
Luo Yu glanced around, and suddenly a couplet on the wall caught his attention.
The calligraphy is in strong running script. Although the calligraphy has been framed, it has not been signed.
Seeing Luo Yu's puzzled eyes, Xia's father smiled slightly: "A friend gave it to me. He said he would pay for it if I can pay for it."
"Oh?" Luo Yu squinted his eyes. It seemed that his friend should be a relatively famous calligrapher. However, Luo Yu didn't know much about today's famous calligraphers, so he couldn't tell who wrote it from the font.
"To be precise, this is a match. I never thought of the next sentence." Dad Xia chuckled, "I have made a bet with others before, saying that if anyone can match it, I will marry my daughter to him. Now
It’s quite funny when you think about it.”
The speaker has no intention but the listener has the intention. Luo Yu suddenly despises the smiling father Xia to the extreme. He looks down on me and there is no need to arrange it like this for me.
Luo Yu stared at the couplet and hummed without saying anything.
Xia's father actually didn't expect Luo Yu to do anything amazing. Today's young people rarely read, so it would be damning to be able to figure out such a pair that only the ancients liked.
Xia's father's purpose now is simply to express his dissatisfaction with Luo Yu's disparagement of Tang Bohu just now, but he has no intention of embarrassing Luo Yu.
"Pine leaves are falling next to the larch." Luo Yu looked at Gong Gong's straight calligraphy and pondered for a moment. To be honest, this couplet is really disgusting. It sounds the same when read upside down, and the meaning is the same.
"Who has nothing to do with this boring thing when he's full?" Luo Yu really can't think of a match now. When he was a child, in order to make him more elegant, the old man once forced the young Luo Yu and
It is not true that Luo Yueying studied the books of saints and sages, and Luo Yu could memorize the Three-Character Classic and Thousand-Character Classic at the age of 5. As the saying goes, he has read 300 Tang poems by heart and can recite poems even if he can't compose them. However, this pair has never dabbled in it.
Pass.
Looking at the way Xia's father looked at him, Luo Yu finally understood a truth: don't take this kind of laxative if you don't have that kind of sex. But this laxative was forced by Xia's father to drink it, "When you come out, take your daughter."
"Marry him", after saying this, what else could Luo Yu do.
"The old youtiao is indeed the old youtiao." Luo Yu has now seen the tip of the iceberg of the methods of the officialdom.
Luo Yu had tasted it for the first time today.
"I'll fight for my eldest wife." Luo Yu felt that if looks could kill, this pair would be riddled with holes by now.
Luo Yu stared at the word "Ye" on the rice paper. For some reason, the "十" next to "Ye" had a thick tip and was slightly thinner at the bottom. It looked like a mushroom, which was very inelegant.
.
Luo Yu couldn't help but flash in front of her eyes the erotic scenes of herself and Xia Jing having sex on the bed, on the sofa, and in the bathroom.
"Alas, alas." Luo Yu sighed and looked dejected, which made Xia's father feel happy. He felt that the boy was defeated, but he still pretended: "It doesn't matter if you can't think of it. Uncle's words are just a joke, don't take it seriously.
real."
"Uncle Xia, what you said is what I'm worried about." Luo Yu raised her face and looked aggrieved that her worries had finally come true, "I'm just afraid that what you said is not true."
"Ah?" Xia's father was surprised. Looking at Luo Yu's look, could this kid really be right?
"I already had some ideas, but my uncle said that promise was just a joke, so I didn't have much else to do. Even all my hard thinking just now was in vain." Luo Yu looked miserable, as if he had been offended.
My little daughter-in-law, she was laughing in her heart. For a pedantic intellectual like Dad Xia, the more you don't say anything, the more anxious he will be.
Dad Xia didn't expect that he would actually shoot himself in the foot, but there was no trace of intentional scheming on the other person's face. Now there was finally a trace of expression fluctuation on his face. The answer was close at hand, but he
He was too embarrassed to ask, and he was so anxious that he felt as if he had been scratched by a cat's claws.
"But now that I've figured it out, I'll let it go." Luo Yu saw Xia's father's face turning slightly red. Thinking about it, he was also his father-in-law-to-be. As a son-in-law, he couldn't let his father-in-law stand down.
So I gave Dad Xia a step up.
"Tell me, it won't work if it's not neat." Xia's father's calm look made Luo Yu despise him for a while: I'm trying to show off for you, but if Xia Jing wasn't my wife, I'd kill you.
"Uncle's last sentence was about the pine leaves falling beside the larch trees. I thought about it for a while and then just said that the clouds were flying next to the Feiyun Cave." Luo Yu smiled reservedly.
"Feiyun Cave Beside Cave Yunfei..." Dad Xia pondered for a moment, suddenly clapped his hands and jumped up, grabbed Luo Yu's shoulders and shook him desperately, his eyes shining, "Xiao Luo, this is really what you are saying
of?"
"Yes." Luo Yutian shamelessly took advantage of Mr. Luo's achievements as his own. What is this called? The predecessors plant trees, and the descendants enjoy the shade.
"Wow hahaha." Dad Xia suddenly laughed and ran into the living room. The laughter kept ringing throughout the room.