Finest Servant

Not afraid of women scolding, but afraid of women crying, and this little girl really has no logic at all, Lin Wanrong shook his head helplessly: "Okay, tell me, what poems do you like to listen to?"

Xiao Yushuang clapped her hands and said happily, "I knew, Lin San, you are a good person. Then force yourself, Fenghuaxueyue, let's play a song of every kind."

Lin Wanrong glared at her fiercely, Xiao Yushuang stuck out her tongue mischievously, maybe she felt that her request was indeed too much, and said: "Okay, okay, just sing a song, I'm just testing you. Well."

Lin Wanrong glanced at the garden. In the late autumn season, the leaves are falling in droves. I think of the Fragrant Hills in Beijing, which should be full of red maples at this time. A trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, and he said softly:

"The red leaves are late and Xiaoxiao, and a scoop of Changting wine.

The residual cloud returns to Taihua, and the rain passes through the middle strip.

The color of the trees follows the pass, and the sound of the river enters the sea far away.

Dixiang arrives tomorrow, still dreaming of fishing. "

This poem is not neat in terms of confrontation. It is rare that the artistic conception is far-reaching, which is very in line with Lin Wanrong's current lonely mood.

"When the emperor arrives tomorrow, I still dream of fishing—" Xiao Yushuang repeated blankly, and suddenly looked at him and said, "Lin San, are you homesick?"

Although this girl is young, she is also very smart. She can see through the sadness in Lin Wanrong's heart. Lin Wanrong glanced at her and said with a smile: "Just yin, second lady, you are laughing."

Xiao Yushuang smiled and said, "So you are so capable, but I saw you writing the Three Character Classic by default, why didn't you know how to write?"

Lin Wanrong was amused, so she could only say: "Second miss, I don't like the hard-to-remember things like the Three-Character Book of Songs. The characters in my hometown are not written like this, and we don't use brushes there."

Xiao Yushuang said: "So it is. In this way, my unintentional action has attracted a great talent for my Xiao family. Hehe, my mother and sister will definitely praise me at that time."

After getting along with this Second Miss Xiao, except for her occasional petty temper, the rest is pretty good. Lin Wanrong smiled and joked: "What kind of talent am I, I'm just eating here."

After chatting for a long time, Xiao Yushuang was still sitting on the ground, looking at the situation, for a while, the injury on her little buttocks might not recover.

The second lady frowned and said, "Lin San, I can't move now, can you please stay with me and talk to me. Don't you know how to tell stories? Tell me a story, I like listening to stories the most."

Lin Wanrong is also thinking about it. If she finds a maid to help her now, she may not be able to hide the matter of beating up the second miss of the Xiao family. Anyway, just stay with her for a while, and wait until she's calmer before leaving.

Lin Wanrong closed the door, walked back to her and sat down again: "Okay, tell me, what stories do you like to hear?"

The little girl's face was full of excitement: "I like all stories. It's been a long time since no one told me a story."

Lin Wanrong said strangely: "Did anyone tell you a story before?"

Xiao Yushuang nodded and said, "Yes, when I was a child, my mother told me stories. Later, my mother was too busy, so I pestered my sister every day and asked her to tell stories. Later, when my sister was busy, there was no one to tell me stories. I'm telling a story."

Xiao Yushuang lowered her head unconsciously, a trace of sadness flashed across her face. After thinking about it, Lin Wanrong realized that it must be that Mrs. Xiao and Miss Xiao were too busy and ignored Xiao Yushuang's feelings, which made her become so unruly and willful. Thinking of this, he unconsciously developed a little sympathy for this little girl.

Seeing this little girl staring at herself eagerly, Lin Wanrong didn't know what kind of story to tell her. Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood? Black Cat Sheriff King Kong Gourd Baby? Meteor Garden Crayon Shin-chan? The last time Lin Wanrong told his sister a story was more than ten years ago. At that time, the two of them were young, and they can't remember what they said now.

"Lin San, what kind of story do you want to tell me?" Xiao Yushuang hurriedly asked when she saw that Lin Wanrong had not moved for a long time.

"Oh, okay, let me tell you a story about Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai." Lin Wanrong thought of some classic dramas in a hurry, and whether it was appropriate or not, he just came.

The little girl curled her knees, clasped her hands on her knees, put her head on her hands, turned her head to look at him intently, and listened to him tell this story that has been passed down through the ages.

Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai are probably the earliest romance dramas in China, and their sensational effect is unparalleled. When the little girl heard that Ma Wencai forced Zhu Yingtai to death, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai turned into butterflies, already burst into tears, and said bitterly: "This Ma Wencai is really a badass. Liang Shanbo is also a fool, how can he Can't you tell that Zhu Yingtai is a woman?"

Lin Wanrong smiled and said: "It is precisely because you can't see it that this story can be passed down through the ages. If you can see it, it will become a full moon, and it will not be widely circulated."

Second Miss Xiao wiped away her tears, glared at him and said, "Why are you laughing like a wooden man? I'm going to be pissed off by that surnamed Ma."

Xiao Yushuang is indeed a kind-hearted girl, and she is so involved in the plot that she is deeply dissatisfied with Lin Wanrong's hippie smile.

"It's obviously two people who love each other, why can't they end up as a family?" Second Miss Xiao asked softly with tears in her eyes.

"The world is impermanent and unpredictable. You are still too young. When you grow up, you will slowly understand." Lin Wanrong knew that this little girl had no experience, and hurriedly enlightened her. At this time, when he talked to Xiao Yushuang, it was as if he was talking to his sister, naturally and kindly.

The little girl snorted and said with her chest out, "Who said I'm young, I'll be seventeen after the new year. My mother said that when she was my age, she was already married to my father."

Speaking of getting married, the little girl's face was still red involuntarily. Lin Wanrong laughed twice, but did not speak.

"Lin San, the story you told is very nice, will you tell me stories every day from now on?" Miss Xiao looked at Lin Wanrong, blinking her beautiful and innocent big eyes and asked.

"No." Lin Wanrong was startled and hurriedly jumped up. Let him tell a story, but if he wants to tell stories every day, he will not be the king of fairy tales?

"Why not?" Xiao Yushuang felt aggrieved, and pouted, "You've already beaten everyone like this, can't you just listen to a few stories from you?"

After this little girl went to the gorgeous temper, she was loving everywhere. Lin Wanrong opened her little buttocks, and she was a little disappointed in her heart, and said, "I am the family of the Xiao family, how can I talk to you every day? What kind of story, people want to gossip when it spreads out."

"You remember now that you are the servant of my family? Why did you forget when you hit someone there?" The little girl pouted and robbed him.

If the little girl spoke ill of each other, it would be better to say, but Lin Wanrong chatted with her for a few words, and the two gradually became acquainted, and naturally they would not care about her stealing, so she smiled bitterly: "Then say that. Well, tell at most one story a day, and you can't disturb me when I'm busy."

As long as it is under the guise of being busy with business, I can forgive this little girl for not taking herself. Lin Wanrong laughed a few times.

The little girl was not as sinister as him, and nodded hurriedly: "Don't worry, I know, I will never disturb you when you are busy."

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The cold is finally a good bird. From today, it will still be changed twice a day, at 12:00 noon and 7:00 pm.

Hope brothers click, recommend, collect, thank you bird.

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