The longed-for village system

Chapter 210 Does it hurt to lie to Brother Chen like this?
"Little Bone, is this hangover soup?"

"Sister Chen, put it here for now! I'll take it to Brother Chen after it cools down a bit."

Zhao Xiaogu knew Chen Jie's concerns; she was afraid that Chen Qing would shake off her hand like before, wasting the hangover soup, which could be a little too hot and cause trouble.

"Okay! Then Xiao Gu, you be careful too."

"Okay, Sister Chen, you should rest first! Brother Chen probably won't be able to stop for a while, I'll call you if I need anything."

After seeing Sister Chen off, Zhao Xiaogu pointed her phone at Chen Qing again. This time, Chen Qing didn't sing, but looked up at the starry sky and made a gesture of raising a glass to invite the bright moon, reciting a poem.

The east wind at night releases a thousand trees of blossoms, and blows down stars like rain. The road is filled with the fragrance of fine carriages and carved horses. The sound of phoenix flutes stirs, the jade pot shines, and fish and dragons dance all night.

Moths and willows, golden threads, laughter and fragrance linger. I searched for him a thousand times in the crowd, then suddenly turning around, I found him there, in the dim light.

The fans in the live stream were stunned when the poem was recited. How could such a talented person do this after getting drunk? Singing to vent his emotions is one thing, but writing a poem to show off his love is another.

Although they didn't understand the meaning of many of the poems, they understood the last line: "I searched for him a thousand times in the crowd, then suddenly I turned around and there he was, in the dim light."

"Are there any literary experts in the group? Come out and translate this poem, what does it mean?"

"That's right, what are we waiting for! It's your time to shine, give us an accurate translation!"

Even without the fans in the group calling out, some people with literary backgrounds have already translated this poem. The deeper one's literary background, the more one can understand the value of this poem. It is another masterpiece that can be included in textbooks.

Zhao Xiaogu looked at the unrestrained man with eyes full of admiration. This was her man, the father of her child. Even when he was drunk, he could write a poem with such style, and it sounded like an ancient poem expressing his love for her.

"I searched for him a thousand times in the crowd, then suddenly turning around, I found him where the lights were dim." Isn't this a perfect description of myself? They searched for each other in the sea of ​​people, and once they met, they quickly established a relationship. And now, the man's gaze is directed in my direction.

I'm in love, I'm in love. What's wrong with having two children with a man like that?

Just when everyone thought Chen Qing would continue composing poetry, he suddenly switched to singing. After a few lines, the screen was flooded with "66666" comments.

The old bluestone path saw me off as dusk fell.

BMWs and luxury cars coming and going disturb the sparse vegetation

The lanterns are lit at night, and the sound of phoenix flutes echoes from the railing.

Searching several times but getting lost

The east wind paused briefly, igniting sparks across a thousand trees.
A jade pot tilted halfway, spilling several strands of white silk.
Where fish and dragons dance, their clothes fragrant, laughter swaying.

Suddenly looking back, it became clear.
These lyrics are just an adaptation of the poem above. I never expected that they would not only write a poem but also adapt it into a song and sing it.

"Holy crap, that's so talented! He wrote a poem and then adapted it into a song and sang it? I suspect that Brother Chen wasn't drunk, he was just showing off to us."

"We're all human, we all went through nine years of compulsory education, so why are you so outstanding, Brother Chen?"

"That's not a royal flush, it's an H flush! It's incredible!"

"Is the liquor seller still there? I want to buy liquor to give to Brother Chen, and tell him to have a royal flush every day."

After a brief moment of shock, Zhao Xiaogu came to her senses and saw the comments on the screen. She replied with a smile, "Everyone, please drink in moderation and don't get drunk. Look at Brother Chen, he's so drunk he doesn't even know what he's doing. If he wakes up tomorrow and sees himself like this, he'll definitely be too ashamed to face anyone. Also, don't drink and drive. No matter how much you drink, don't drive."

Too ashamed to show your face? You still can't show your face like this? What about those who get drunk, act crazy, and curse? It's too much like Versailles. Chen Qing didn't care about any of that. Now that the alcohol was on his head, he felt like the whole world was his, and he did whatever he felt comfortable with. This outburst was actually a form of catharsis. After all, he had been so lonely and isolated in this world since his transmigration, and he had to constantly worry about being discovered. He was so repressed.

"Ah! Not bad, not bad, my singing is so good! I'm so talented! Let's drink, let's drink! Where's the wine? Wife, we're out of wine, get me some."

“The wine is in the bowl on the table next to you, you can drink it!” Zhao Xiaogu replied, and then whispered to the camera, “That’s hangover soup, I don’t think Brother Chen can tell the difference.”

Chen Qing naturally couldn't tell the difference; he only noticed that the wine was warm. He finished it in one gulp and then pouted, "Wife, why is this wine warm? It's delicious."

"Ahem!" Zhao Xiaogu suppressed a laugh and shook her shoulders as she responded to Chen Qing's words, "It got cold, so I warmed it up for you."

"Oh! Thank you, honey."

The fans in the live stream burst out laughing when they saw Chen Qing swaying his body and blowing a kiss to Zhao Xiaogu. Many fans even typed to ask if Zhao Xiaogu felt any guilt for lying to Chen Qing like that.

"I've only ever heard of ice-cold beer, never hot beer. Is Goddess Xiao Gu inventing a new way to drink beer?"

"Little Bone Goddess, doesn't it hurt your heart to lie to Brother Chen like this? Brother Chen is so cute and silly when he's drunk!"

"You're the idiot upstairs! Our Brother Chen is absolutely trusting Goddess Xiao Gu, and he's just eating dog food in secret."

"I'm looking forward to seeing Brother Chen's expression when he wakes up from his drunken stupor and realizes how silly he looks. Goddess Xiao Gu, remember to do a live stream then!"

Zhao Xiaogu saw the comments and answered a question, "I'm not heartbroken at all! I was exhausted from helping him back from the Mushroom House after he drank so much. Next time he gets drunk, I'll just leave him on the street."

Regarding Zhao Xiaogu's 'ruthlessness,' a group of female fans said that if you told them to do that again, they would immediately fly over to pick up the corpse.

While Zhao Xiaogu was interacting with her fans, Chen Qing, after finishing his hangover soup, was once again inspired to write poetry, holding the bowl and reciting poems to the moon.

How can I let you meet me?
At my most beautiful moment.

For this—
I have been praying before Buddha for five hundred years.

May it allow us to form a bond in this mortal world.

Buddha then transformed me into a tree.

It grows along the road you must pass.

Here he comes again! This time he's brought a modern poem with him, and countless poetry lovers who rushed to the live stream were immediately excited.

Of course, the fans were also amazed. They couldn't quite understand the ancient poem without any literary knowledge, but a modern poem did not affect their appreciation at all.

in the sun,
The flowers bloomed carefully.
Each flower represents my hope from a past life!
As you approach,

Please listen carefully.

The trembling leaf,
It's the passion I've been waiting for!
And when you finally stop beneath me
Falling to the ground in front of you
My love!
Those are not flower petals.
These are the tears of joy I shed when we reunited.

After reciting "A Flowering Tree" by Xi Murong, a poet from Taiwan in his previous life, Chen Qing burped, and a feeling of nausea welled up inside him.

(End of this chapter)