In fact, there is not much hope in the heart of the basket, because Tang Ning has not done so for the first time, and has always been the first half of the poem.

They hate the itching of their teeth every time, but next time they can't help but let Tang Ning make poetry.This is the most unscrupulous place.

Rong Xuan smiled helplessly, "I used to think it would be sad if there were no good poems today, but now I feel more sorry when I hear good poems."

It was truly a day of remembrance and regret.

Immediately after returning to the house, he ordered the housekeeper to go down the mountain and pull two cows and two sheep up the mountain.

The butler listened to the immediate beard, how did the young lady suddenly want cattle and sheep?Does the lady still have to grate the sheep?

Miss, it's a show for everyone!The butler asked, and the lady's answer was to kill cattle and sheep!

Even the young lady who wanted to eat beef or lamb should be slaughtered under the mountain to send fresh beef and mutton directly to the kitchen.

Why did the lady bring the sheep to the mountain to kill?What is the mountain?This is nothing short of burning a harp!

But, but what can be done?

When Rong Xuan returned to the hospital, Dad sat leisurely in the shade to taste wine, and his mother sat on the side of the needle.

This scene is very harmonious, Rong Xuan smiled, "It is rare to see Dad so leisurely."

Mr. Yong took a sip of wine and said, "It has not been so leisurely for a long time, and I can only come to Fangshan to be so comfortable."

Mrs. Rong Bai glanced at the Lord, "I don't know why you are so busy, you Hanlin, you don't know, I don't know, I think it's a cabinet bachelor!"

The Lord laughed and did not speak, Rong Xuan said: "Mother, it is difficult for Dad to be so comfortable, you don't have to say him!"

Mrs. Rong smiled, “You are talking to your father again, and you don’t know that he has complained about me all afternoon!”

The Lord took another sip of wine and mentioned the chopsticks to sigh, “Unfortunately, there is no wine and ducks are in charge of wine!”

This time, Rong Xuan knew why his father would complain to his mother, and must have forgotten to bring a drunk duck paw when he came to the house.

Rong Xuan also knew that his father's favorite wine dish was a drunk duck paw, and he really did not get bored of eating for a lifetime.

He could not help but laugh, and remembered his mother’s smile.

Grandfather and grandfather were friends in the same year, when Dad traveled to the grandfather's house to visit, the grandfather's family of wine and ducks praised.

So my mother often laughed and said that the reason why Dad would go to the house to ask for relatives was that he wanted to eat a lifetime of drinking ducks.She was married not for anything else, but because of the food of this wine-duck-suck-saw.

It can be seen that his father likes the wine duck paw, and now there is no wine and ducks to save wine, Rongxuan also knows the mood of the father.

The beauty is not enough, and her experience in the Tangning Province is not as good as it is.

Rong Xuan smiled and said, "Dad, there is no wine today, how is the good way for the daughter's father to drink a sultry?"

The Lord was surprised: “Oh?What kind of wine?Did the girl learn to have carbon-roasted seafood?”

Rong Xuan could not help but make a red face, Mrs. Rong said: "You are a father, drink a few glasses of wine and talk nonsense!"

She and Tang Ning also knew about the house, and there was nothing wrong with her, and her parents did not say anything about her.

Rong Xuan fell and fell and said, “No, the daughter is referring to the wine with poetry!”

Lord Yong was interested: “What kind of good poetry have you made?”If it's a good poem, drink it!"

Rong Xuan did not say broken, but smiled and said, "Of course, this poem can be a wine, and can give up an altar of wine!"

Mr. Rong was more interested, filled himself with a glass, and smiled: "The wine has been full, quickly say it, just wait for the wine to be crowned!"

Rong Xuan smiled and did not directly read poetry, but took a few steps in the yard, and Madame Rong looked at it with interest.

It can make Rongxuan so solemnly adjust his emotions, which shows the importance of this poem.Mrs. Rong was born in the book Xiangmendi, but also a talented woman who read poetry books, and she inherited her mother's talent.

Two steps to brew the mood, Rong Xuan long voice said: "you do not see, the water of the long river in the sky, run to the sea does not return."

Lord and Mrs. Yong only heard this sentence and saw the light in front of her eyes, which was very amazing, and at the same time they heard that this was not a poem by Rongxuan.

Because such a proud poem is not like a woman's, and they also know their daughter.

"You don't see, the high-class mirror is sad and white, like a green twilight into snow..."

The Lord and Mrs. Rong listened to the beautiful color of the beautiful color of the poems, and the face of the face at this time exuded with a unique charm, and the solemnity and stability of the change had just changed.

After finishing, Rong Xuan took a small breath and smiled playfully: "Father, how is this poem, can you drink a altar?"

The Lord took up the wine and drank it, and his face was intoxicated: "Good poetry, as the poem says, will have to drink three hundred cups!"

Rong Xuan laughed, and Mrs. Rong also praised with a stunning face: "Good poetry, good poetry, good talent, good heart!"

Mr. Yong filled the wine again and looked forward to saying, “This should be Tangning’s poem, right?”Dad is full of wine, so he waits for the second half.”

Rong Xuan laughed, “It is indeed a poem made by Tang Ning, but there is no second half!”

The Lord was upset: “There is no second half?”Why not the second half?You girl, you hide from your father!”

He laughed and said, “Dad, what do you say?People Tang Ning only did this half, where can I find you the second half?Even if I have the heart to continue to you, I have no such talent!"

The adult was displeased: “What?Did he only make half?Why is this?Shouldn’t such a poem be made?Isn’t that an appetite for people?”

It is not surprising that the adults are so dissatisfied, but they can't hear the second half of such a good poem, which is really depressed.

Rong Xuan smiled, “Tang Ning said that because he did not cook sheep to slaughter cattle and was happy, so he could not make the second half!”

The Lord patted the table and cried, “It’s not easy, let the housekeeper go down the mountain and pull the cows and sheep up!”

Mrs. Rong said, “You still plan to kill sheep and slaughter cattle on the mountain?”“Aren’t you afraid of the book of history?”

Lord Yong defended: "For such a good poem, even impeachment is worth it!"

When he heard his father say that, he laughed.

Mr. Yong raised his glass, then put it down, and was dissatisfied: "Originally a bottle of wine, now the appetite, even a cup can not drink!"Now I just want to listen to poetry, not drink!“Oh, that boy, Donny!”

(End of this chapter)