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Nan Baoyi raised her eyebrows.
"My lord, are you concerned about her?"
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She felt quite happy in her heart, so she opened the food box pretending to be reserved.
The first layer is filled with exquisite flower cakes, the second layer is her favorite Sixi meatballs and shrimp dumplings, the third layer is hairy crabs and spicy oil cold vegetables, the fourth layer is yam, wolfberry and old duck soup, and the fifth layer is It's shiny rice.
A pretty sumptuous dinner
She couldn't help but arch her eyebrows, but she quickly suppressed her smile.
She glanced at Xiao Yi and said awkwardly: "There are so many dishes, I can't finish them all by myself. My second brother just came back from the military camp, why don't we eat together."
After dinner, the conflict between the two was finally resolved.
At this time, the dusk was getting darker, Xiao Yi lit the lamp and said calmly: "I have nothing to do tonight, I will study with you."
Nan Baoyi should naturally be good.
The south side of the big study room is her territory, and the bookshelves are full of her books.
She took down a beautifully bound book and sent it to Xiao Yi, "Second brother, this is a book I wrote myself. When it was first printed, bookstores sold it like crazy. This one is for you!"
Xiao Yi took it and flipped through a few pages.
Then I looked at the title of the book, um, "The Domineering Minister Loves Me Again".
He chuckled and commented: "It's so bloody."
"Brother Jiang said, the more bloody things are, the more others like to read them. Life is so boring, only the bloody things are interesting!" Nan Baoyi smiled and sat behind the desk, "I plan to write another book "The Traitorous Concubine" "Superior Manual", when it is written, you will be the first to read it!"
The autumn rain knocks on the window, and the lights fall quietly.
Although Xiao Yi said he disliked the nonsense, he still read her book from beginning to end.
He counted and found that the book was just over 20,000 words long. The heroine was forcibly kissed twenty times. The hero said eight times, "If she dies, you will all be buried with me." He also threatened the heroine sixteen times, " If you dare to run away again, your legs will be broken."
In short, he was very shocked to see it.
He heard that this book not only sold well in Jinguan City, but also caused a sensation in South Vietnam.
¡°Does it mean that all the women in today¡¯s boudoir like men with this kind of temperament?
He looked at Nan Baoyi hesitantly.
The little girl was sitting under the light, writing furiously, with a silly smile on her lips. She was probably writing another scene about a forced kiss.
But in reality, if any man dares to act like this, he will probably be beaten.
Xiao Yi feels that girls¡¯ thoughts are too elusive.
It¡¯s dawn the next day.
The autumn rain has been falling for half the night.
When we get up in the morning, the grass and trees are covered with a thin layer of frost, and the garden is crystal clear.
Nan Baoyi made an appointment with Xiao Yi last night to study together in the study room this morning, so she got up very early.
Stepping into the threshold, Xiao Yi has already arrived, sitting behind the desk and reading the history books.
She said: "Second brother, I have already memorized the Analects of Confucius and the Three-Character Classic. What should I memorize next?"
"Mao's poems." Xiao Yi said indifferently, "A lady of great importance should understand Mao's poems."
Mao¡¯s poems are the Book of Songs.
Nan Baoyi didn¡¯t have this book on his bookshelf, so he borrowed one from Xiao Yi.
Opening it, there are dense annotations written in the corners of the pages. The handwriting is very childish. It must have been written by the powerful minister when he was young.
She was curious: "Second brother, is this the book you used when you were a child?"
"Yes. I wrote down the annotations when Mr. explained. They also contain my own experiences and opinions. You can read them."
Nan Baoyi walked to the west window.
She caressed the small words and couldn't help but imagine the powerful minister reading when he was a child.
He sat in the corner of the academy like a little dumpling, writing down the explanations without a smile. He must have taken a serious and serious attitude.
Nan Baoyi smiled.
While she was shaking her head and reading the poem, Nan Yan arrived.
The girl carried the food box and stepped into the study room with a weak posture. She saluted Xiao Yifu with a smile and said, "Greetings to my second brother."
She put the food box on the desk, "Xian'er knows that my second brother likes to get up early in the morning to read, and he was afraid that you might not have breakfast yet, so he specially cooked fish fillet and lean meat porridge for you."
Xiao Yi turned over a page of the book and ignored her.
Nan Yan was a little embarrassed.
She looked towards the west window and saw the southYi is holding a book and reading seriously:
"The bond between life and death is broad, and I will tell it to you. Hold your hand, and grow old together with you¡ª¡ª"
She interrupted loudly: "Is Jiaojiao reciting Mao's poems?"
Nan Baoyi turned around, with a critical look in his eyes: "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to deliver breakfast to my second brother. It's fish fillet and lean meat porridge that I cooked for an hour." Nan Yan smiled, "What Jiaojiao is reading is "Drumming" in Mao's poems, right? In fact, it's "Drumming" in Mao's poems. This article is not suitable for our daughter¡¯s family to read. What the story of life and death is about Kuo and Zicheng, the text is really explicit. When you read it out loud like this, it seems like you are expressing your love to a man, which is very frivolous!"
Nan Baoyi was speechless.
What kind of poetry does she read need Nan Yan to take care of? !
What's more, she has read the annotation of the powerful minister, and this is not the original meaning of this poem.
She said coldly: "You claim to be a talented girl from Shu County, how come you can't even understand the meaning of this poem? The story of death and life Qi Kuo and Zicheng originally talked about the friendship between comrades who live and die together on the battlefield. As for the so-called love, it¡¯s just a joke among the people in the market. You don¡¯t follow the classics, but listen to the jokes in the market. How ridiculous!¡±
Nan Yan gritted his teeth secretly.
She originally wanted to discredit Nan Baoyi in front of Xiao Yi and give her the impression of being frivolous and flamboyant, but she didn't expect that she would instead create an image of herself as stupid and ignorant!
Her face became hot and she had to change the topic: "Jiaojiao, do you want to try the porridge I cooked?"
Nan Baoyi was not full from breakfast.
With the attitude of not getting anything for free, she agreed.
Nan Yan diligently served her a bowl, then turned to Xiao Yi, "Second brother, would you like a bowl too? Fish fillet porridge is good for your health."
But Xiao Yi just turned over the book indifferently.
Nan Yan couldn¡¯t help but frown, isn¡¯t Xiao Yi too difficult to coax?
It is true that a villain has his ambitions and his eyes are higher than his head!
She held her breath and stood silently by the desk.
Nan Baoyi finished half a bowl of porridge and praised: "This porridge is really good!"
"That's natural." Nan Yan finally regained some face, "Good cooking skills are an essential skill for women. Jiaojiao, you should learn from me and cook more to practice your skills."
Nan Baoyi cleans hands elegantly.
She smiled and said: "My family has chefs from the eight major cuisines of Sichuan, Shandong, Huaiyue, Fujian, Zhejiang and Hunan. Why should I learn it myself? What's more, "Mencius" says, 'A gentleman stays away from the cook', so we should stay away from the kitchen. Woolen cloth!"
Nan Yan felt depressed again.
She couldn't defeat Nan Baoyi, so she had to pretend to be generous: "What you said makes sense."
"What I said doesn't make sense!" Nan Baoyi sneered, "'A gentleman stays away from the kitchen' does not mean staying away from the kitchen, but that a gentleman should stay away from killing and have a kind heart. Sister, everyone in Jinguan City says you are Talented girl, but why don¡¯t you understand anything? Could it be that your reputation as a talented girl was bought with money?¡±
Nan Yan was so angry that everything inside was burning!
The little bitch is so good at trapping, she really wants to tear her mouth apart!
But she had to maintain a knowledgeable and reasonable image in front of Xiao Yi, so although her face turned red, she didn't even dare to say a harsh word. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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