Chapter 362 The mother who loves books and becomes crazy, and the one who likes to rob the rich and help the poor
Chapter 362: A mother who loves books and a father who likes to rob the rich and give to the poor... (please subscribe, vote and reward)
Cheng Chubi continued to narrate the opening chapter of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", as a top student in medical school.
It is normal to have an incredibly powerful memory. After all, studying medicine is not that easy.
Cheng Chubi still remembers a roommate who was so idle that on the eve of graduation, he took all the subject books and related materials he had read and compiled them.
As a result, he was almost as tall as him. At that time, several veteran drivers who were sleeping with him all had red eyes and lamented that the ocean of medicine is really boundless.
It is precisely because of his very strong memory and the excitement of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" itself.
As well as the proliferation of various intellectual games of the Three Kingdoms type, being able to remember most of the content of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is really nothing to Cheng Chubi.
As he narrated, he saw his mother Cui's bright eyes sparkling with excitement, clenching her hands into fists with excitement, and looking full of fighting spirit.
Cheng Chubi's whole body was in bad shape. Sigh... If I had known this, I shouldn't have been so bragging in the first place.
I saw that my three younger brothers, four, five, and six, liked to listen to the story of the Three Kingdoms very much. In order to make these younger brothers who like martial arts do their homework seriously after listening to it.
I made up this reason, you can listen if you want, but it takes three to five days to tell a story from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
Because I have to wait until Third Brother and I go to Da'an Palace and read the books collected by His Majesty the Emperor before we can know the new story.
After all, I am reading books to these little bastards every day, so I don’t have to do anything serious.
What I didn't expect was that the awesomeness I had boasted about with my brothers was now leaked here.
God damn, His Majesty the Supreme Emperor’s collection of books in the Da’an Palace, if this word reaches the ears of that black-faced old man Li Yuan.
Cheng Chubi absolutely believed that he would be ridiculed by that jabbering old man who took pleasure in his misfortune.
Eat my food, drink my food, and mock me.
But the problem was, Cheng Chubi couldn't say no to her mother's slightly narrowed, but extremely oppressive bright eyes.
I could only bite the bullet and make a promise to my mother.
I will definitely try to copy the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" from the Emperor's secret collection in Da'an Palace and donate it to my kind mother Cui.
Fulfill the wish of the wise and intellectual mother Cui to collect all the rare books in the world and hide them all in the Cheng Mansion.
After these days of communication with his mother, Mrs. Cui, Cheng Chubi was able to confirm that she was an outstanding woman with a gentle temperament and a good understanding of the psychology of naughty children.
In fact, it is very ambitious, but in the opinion of Cheng Laosan, the possibility of success for this ambition is not very high.
Because my mother was determined to turn the old Cheng family, which was a bunch of rough old men, into an excellent family with heirlooms of poetry and calligraphy.
Cheng Chubi felt that it would be more practical for his mother, Cui, to collect rare weapons and armor and martial arts secrets from all over the world, and build the old Cheng family into the martial arts holy land of the Tang Dynasty.
Of course, Cheng Chubi didn't dare to leak any of this. After all, the son doesn't complain about the mother's fault, and the son doesn't think the father is ugly.
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After listening to the two chapters narrated by Cheng Chubi from the beginning, my mother Cui was still not satisfied and shook her head repeatedly.
Siwuliu had already rushed out of the door with knives and guns in hand, humming and hahaha, and continued to perform their story of the Three Kingdoms.
Mother Cui left Cheng Chubi behind and looked at the most handsome and handsome boy in the old Cheng family with admiration.
"Our Sanlang family is still the most capable. The Yan brothers can be regarded as the masters of calligraphy and painting in the Tang Dynasty, but these two brothers are arrogant."
"There are very few good works that have been circulated. Unexpectedly, my son actually collected all the good works of these two brothers."
Cheng Chubi smiled shyly and quickly declared, "Mother, that painting by Yan Liben was brought back by my father."
"You kid, you're not happy to praise you? The root of it still lies with you."
"The so-called separation of three days, you should look at me with admiration. It took a full year for my mother to come back.
After listening to Uncle Fu talk about you these past few days, I realized that my son's affairs are far beyond what I thought."
"It's a pity that among the books in my mother's collection, there are very few works by doctors. Sanlang, you often go to the Imperial Medical Office for business now, right?"
When Cheng Chubi nodded, his mother Cui's eyes lit up again and she said with joy.
"It just so happens that... the Imperial Medical Office has an extremely rich collection of medical works. Then I have to ask you to borrow those medical works from the Imperial Medical Office."
"Leave it to Mom, don't worry, Mom, I can copy books very quickly, three to five thousand words a day is no problem."
He stared blankly at his mother Cui, who was so excited that she couldn't control herself and was walking around the house rubbing her hands. That look really left Cheng Chubi speechless.
"What are you doing, kid? Remember it. I'll lend it to you when you have time."
"Oh, I understand, kid." Cheng Chubi could only nod his head in agreement.
"By the way, don't forget about "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", it's even more of a big deal.
This book must be collected and made into the collection of the Cheng family, the heirloom of poetry and calligraphy."
By the way, Sanlang, please inquire more in the palace, and it is best to compile a book list for your mother."
"Mom, let's compare the books in the palace and see which ones our Cheng family doesn't have..."
Cheng Chubi continued to nod his head...
After talking for a long time, my mother, Mrs. Cui, sat down and returned to her intellectual and gentle elder self.
"Your father and your two brothers are both in the military, and they go in and out of the guards' yamen. Apart from military books and military registers, there is really nothing good in those places."
"As a result, my mother can only borrow books from relatives and friends to copy and collect. Now our Sanlang is in the Imperial Medical Office.
Mom finally doesn’t have to show up in public, so she can peacefully copy books in the house.”
It's a good thing that the old Cheng family is educated, but seeing my mother's paranoid attitude towards collecting books is really a headache.
"Mom, don't tire yourself out, it's true, your eyes..."
Mother Cui Shi'an sat back on the couch and patted Cheng Chubi who was concerned about her.
"Don't worry, mother has promised your father that she won't stay up late copying or reading books anymore. Mother still has to keep her eyes open and appreciate those thousands of books..."
"Oh, I just told you about the medical books. Mom needs to go and see if those medical books have been classified."
Seeing this action-oriented mother who just did what she said, Cheng Chubi tried to persuade her with a bit of laughter and tears.
"Mom, it's almost dinner time now. It won't be too late after we have eaten."
"That won't work. Mom just took advantage of the fact that it's still early and went to clean up quickly. You brothers will eat yours first, don't worry about mom."
Seeing his mother's hurried footsteps, Cheng Chubi held the door helplessly.
In my mind, I was even more confused about how my mother, who loved books and was obsessed with books, and my father, who liked to rob the rich and give to the poor, became a loving couple.
Could it be that the way they usually get along is that my mother is copying books and my father is playing with an ax next to her? They exchange glances from time to time.
Tsk...this picture is so beautiful, heartbreakingly beautiful.