Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

Looking at the confident little guy, I thought she was bragging.

"The poem depicts an autumn scene, full of natural beauty and tranquil atmosphere. The first snow of snow and clear flowers means that the cold season is coming. The golden chrysanthemums are blooming in the garden, symbolizing autumn. The beauty and harvest give people a warm feeling. The breeze blows the petals, causing them to fall, creating a peaceful atmosphere. The fragrance fills the courtyard and permeates the air, giving people a feeling of floral fragrance.

Grandpa also said that the whole poem expresses the beauty and tranquility of autumn through the description of natural scenery, and at the same time conveys the emotion of quiet time and beautiful life. This is a beautiful, peaceful and poetic autumn picture, which even ordinary people like. "

Fu Bao spoke eloquently, his eyes sparkling as he talked, as if he was in that beautiful scene, and everyone believed him, thinking that he had experienced that scene himself, as if he was in a painting.

"Surely this was taught by the old scholar Yan?" Mr. Lan Chuan's expression was even happier than when he accepted Yan Yongning, a closed disciple, as if he had found a pearl in the coal, and his eyes changed.

"When I went back that day, the child asked a few more questions out of curiosity, so I just talked to her casually. Unexpectedly, she remembered everything."

"You only said it once? What else does Fu Bao have? He can recite poems and compose, right?"

"What is poetry recitation? Is it like the day my uncle came to marry his aunt?" Fu Bao asked, tilting his head.

"Yeah, of course it counts. Do you still remember?"

"I remember, but everyone laughed when my uncle made it. He must not have done it as well as my fourth uncle. Does Grandpa Lanchuan also want to listen?"

Chen Jichang felt disgusted and his face grew hot next to him. Yan Qinghua touched him through his sleeves to reassure him.

"Listen, when Grandpa Lan Chuan travels, he likes to listen to the villagers' poems and nonsense. Chen Xiucai must be doing much better than them." Mr. Lan Chuan also quickly helped Chen Xiucai out of trouble.

Fu Bao was also happy when she heard this. Mr. Lanchuan said it was definitely not bad, and she liked her brother-in-law very much.

Encouraged, Fubao shook his head and recited from beginning to end the procession of marrying the bride, the poems composed by his fourth uncle and his wife, and the corresponding pairs of poems, all with expressions.

This time, not only Mr. Lanchuan, but everyone here who had always known that Fu Bao had the ability to remember what he heard and what he said was stunned. Fu Bao was really awesome. The scene on the day of the wedding was so chaotic that they couldn't listen. Clearly, Fubao could actually write down every word.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Fu Bao, who was hugging his grandma, looked stunned: Did he memorize it wrong? Impossible, it must be that the poems and couplets written by my sister-in-law and those scholars were so bad that Mr. Lan Chuan looked down upon them.

Grandma Li opposite her also looked at herself with a questioning look on her face. Could it be that there was something wrong with her? Brother Jue has good taste, right?

"Not bad, not bad." Finally, Mr. Lan Chuan himself broke the silence and took the lead in applauding.

"It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. I'm afraid Fu Bao will be no worse than you two. You must train him well. If you have the conditions, you can find a female teacher to teach you."

"I really like this child. His name is Fubao, right? He's much smarter than my daughter when she was young. Why don't your husband accept a female disciple?"

After Mrs. Li finished speaking, she directly greeted the maid next to her without waiting for Mr. Lan Chuan to agree or not.

"Jade, go get the little jade pendant from my box."

"Madam, that belongs to the lady~~" Jade seemed a little reluctant. Although he knew that the doll was different, the lady's things were so valuable, so he hesitated to speak to the lady.

"Hurry up, it's just a small thing suitable for a baby, don't you think it's been so many years since the young lady has worn it?" Jade came out not long after she went in, and handed Mrs. Li a small piece of white jade, just two inches above the fingernail. Three times the size, but the quality of the jade is excellent and it has been touched very smoothly.

Mrs. Li hung it around Fu Bao's neck. The small piece made Fu Bao even more pink and tender.

"Thank you, Grandma Li. Fu Bao likes you the most."

"As long as you like it, just like it, let grandma take a closer look." He said and stretched out his hands to Fu Bao.

Nestled in Grandma Li's arms, Fu Bao was as docile as a kitten. She seemed to smell a familiar smell in a trance, but she couldn't remember where she had smelled it.

Fu Bao got good things and liked them very much. The white jade was very transparent, and there was a natural light red cotton flower inside, which looked like a little rabbit. It was very agile and looked like it could move from different angles.

"Madam's suggestion is very good! Fu Bao wants to come over to study with grandpa?" Mr. Nanchuan looked at Fu Bao with a smile on his face.

"I'm afraid not!" Fu Bao frowned, as if it was difficult to choose.

"I still have to go back and take care of Xiaosi and Xiaowu! Brother Yuanbao is also waiting for Fubao to return in the academy."

Seeing the doubts on the faces of Mr. Lan Chuan and Mrs. Li, Grandpa Yan quickly checked the situation at home.

Mr. Nanchuan showed a regretful expression and thought it was a pity.

"Then whenever Fu Bao is free, feel free to come over and learn from grandpa, okay?"

Fu Bao thought this was okay, and then sweetly agreed: "Okay."

Grandpa Yan casually talked about Miss Shen, and also said that Miss Shen was Fubao's female teacher for the time being.

"That's quite an adventure. Fu Bao can be taught a lesson. I just feel sorry for that girl. It would be great if I can still find a match in the future, but if I can't, it's a good fortune to be in a kind-hearted family like you." Mrs. Li couldn't help but Feeling inwardly.

"The girl is knowledgeable and well-versed in everything. It looks like she comes from a scholarly family, but it's strange that she hasn't found her family after searching for so long. Logically speaking, her family must be very anxious after losing such a good child."

"Sister Shen said that both she and my mother like to eat mugwort dumplings like this." Fu Bao looked at the pastries on the table and suddenly said something that Miss Shen had said.

Grandma Yan also talked about Miss Shen’s usual eating habits.

"That is similar to the food in Weizhou County, Xiangzhou County. Why don't I write a letter back to my hometown and ask my family to take a look at it. My girl has been back to her natal family for more than a year. I have to urge her to come back in the spring."

"Then, on behalf of Miss Shen, I would like to thank Madam first."

"I regret not bringing Miss Shen with me this time. I heard that many of the doctors in the capital are very skilled in medicine. Maybe I could bring her to do acupuncture a few times, and maybe I can remember it." Grandma Yan also felt a little regretful at the thought. At that time, I felt that there were already many people with families and families, and it was still snowing heavily, so I gave up my mind.

"With the weather like this, it's better to bring it later. I'll help you ask some other time which doctor in the Beijing Medical Center is the best in acupuncture. It won't be too late to have it brought to you then."

When talking about Miss Shen, Yan Yongning hesitated to speak, but in the end he remained silent.

After another two-quarters of an hour of greetings, it was decided that Yan Yongning would come over to study in two days, and then the group left.