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 and said: "Okay, tell me, what poem do you like to listen to?"
Xiao Yushuang clapped her little hands, and said happily: "I knew it, Lin San, you are a good person. Then try harder, Fenghuaxueyue, let's have a song for each."
Lin Wanrong glared at her viciously, Xiao Yushuang stuck out her tongue mischievously, probably feeling that her request was indeed a little too much, and said: "Okay, okay, just sing a song casually, I'm just testing you Well."
Lin Wanrong glanced at the garden. In late autumn, there are many fallen leaves. Thinking of Beijing's Fragrant Hills, the ground should be full of red maples at this time. A trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, and he whispered softly:
"The red leaves are rustling in the evening, and there is a ladle of wine in the Changting Pavilion.
The remaining clouds return to Taihua, and the rain passes through Zhongtiao.
The color of the trees follows the pass, and the sound of the river flows into the sea.
The emperor's township will arrive tomorrow, still dreaming of fishing and woodcutters. "
This poem is not neat in terms of confrontation, but it has a profound artistic conception, which is very in line with Lin Wanrong's current lonely mood.
"The emperor's hometown will arrive tomorrow, just like dreaming of fishing and woodcutters—" Xiao Yushuang repeated blankly, then suddenly looked at him and said, "Lin San, are you homesick?"
Although this girl is young, she is also very smart. She sees through the melancholy in Lin Wanrong's heart. Lin Wanrong glanced at her and said with a smile: "You can chant whatever you want, Second Miss, you are laughing at me."
Xiao Yushuang smiled and said: "So you are so capable, but I saw you writing the Three Character Classic silently that day, why can't you write?"
Lin Wanrong was amused, and could only say: "Second Miss, I don't like things like the Book of Songs and the Three Character Classic by rote memorization. The characters in my hometown are not written like this, and we don't use brushes there."
Xiao Yushuang grumbled and said, "I see. In this way, my unintentional move has attracted a great talent to my Xiao family. Hehe, my mother and sister will definitely praise me when the time comes."
Getting along with Miss Xiao Er, apart from her occasional temper tantrum, everything else is quite good. Lin Wanrong joked with a smile: "I'm not a genius, I'm just here to make a living."
After chatting for a long time, Xiao Yushuang still sat on the ground. Judging by the situation, the injury on her buttocks might not be able to recover for a while.
The second lady frowned and said: "Lin San, I can't move now, can you not leave yet, 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 was also thinking, if she finds a maid to help her now, then she might not be able to hide the fact that she beat up the second lady of the Xiao family. Forget it, just stay with her for a while and wait for her to stabilize 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 any story, and it's been a long time since anyone told me a story."
Lin Wanrong asked strangely: "Did someone tell you a story before?"
Xiao Yushuang nodded and said: "Yes, when I was a child, it was my mother who told me stories. Later, my mother was too busy, so I pestered my sister every day and asked her to tell stories. Later, my sister became busy too, so there was no one to tell me stories. I tell a story."
Xiao Yushuang lowered her head unconsciously, a trace of sadness flashed across her face. Lin Wanrong thought about it for a while and realized that Mrs. Xiao and Miss Xiao must be too busy to ignore Xiao Yushuang's feelings, which made her unknowingly become so unruly and willful. Thinking of this, he unknowingly felt a little sympathy for the little girl.
Seeing the little girl staring at him eagerly, Lin Wanrong didn't know what kind of story to tell her. The 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 a story to her younger sister was more than ten years ago. At that time, both of them were young, so I can't remember what I told now.
"Lin San, what kind of story do you want to tell me?" Seeing that Lin Wanrong hadn't moved for a long time, Xiao Yushuang asked hastily.
"Oh, okay, let me tell you a story about Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai." In a hurry, Lin Wanrong thought of some classic dramas, regardless of whether it was appropriate or not, and came up with one casually.
The little girl curled her knees, clasped her hands on her knees, put her head on her hands, and turned her head to look at him intently, listening to him tell this story that has been passed down through the ages.
Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai is probably the earliest romantic drama in China, and its sensational effect is unparalleled. The little girl heard that Ma Wencai forced Zhu Yingtai to death. Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai had already burst into tears, and said bitterly: "This Ma Wen is really a villain. Liang Shanbo is also a fool. 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 perfect flower, and it will not be widely spread."
Second Miss Xiao wiped away her tears, glared at him and said, "You wooden man, how can you still laugh? I'm going to be so mad at that Ma."
Xiao Yushuang is indeed a kind girl, she is too involved in the plot, so that she is deeply dissatisfied with Lin Wanrong's playful smile.
"Obviously two people who are in love with each other, why can't they finally get married?" 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 gradually understand." Lin Wanrong knew that this little girl didn't have much experience, so she hurriedly enlightened her. At this time, he talked to Xiao Yushuang as if he was talking to his sister, naturally and kindly.
The little girl snorted, puffed her chest out and said, "Whoever said I'm young, I'll be seventeen after the Chinese 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 still blushed involuntarily. Lin Wanrong laughed twice, but did not speak.
"Lin San, the story you told is very nice, will you tell me the story every day from now on?" Second Miss Xiao looked at Lin Wanrong, blinking her beautiful and innocent big eyes and asked.
"No." Lin Wanrong was startled, and hurriedly jumped up and said. It's okay to let him tell a story, but if you tell stories every day, he won't be the king of fairy tales
"Why not?" Xiao Yushuang's face was full of grievances, and she pouted, "I've beaten you like this, so I just want to hear a few stories from you?"
After this little girl got rid of her savage temper, she became lovable everywhere. Lin Wanrong felt a little sorry for beating her little butt, so she said, "I'm a member of the Xiao family, how can I tell you something every day?" What kind of story, if it gets out, people will gossip about it.”
"Now you remember that you are my family's servant? Why did you forget when you called them?" The little girl pouted and robbed him.
If the little girl spoke ill at each other, it would be okay to say, but Lin Wanrong chatted with her a few words, and the two gradually became acquainted, so naturally they didn't care about her stealing, so they could only smile wryly: "Then say it like this." Well, tell at most one story a day, and you can't bother me when I'm busy."
As long as she pretends to be busy with work, forgive this little girl for not doing anything to her, Lin Wanrong laughed a few times.
The little girl was not as insidious as him, she nodded hastily and said: "Don't worry, I understand, when you are busy, I will never disturb you."