Zhang Changzong also wanted to make up for it: "I'm afraid I'm not doing well, so I'd better not read it anymore? It's not too late to read it after the teacher's evaluation."

As soon as the words were finished, his mother slapped on his shoulder, and a hearty laughter resounded in her ears: "Is this child actually shy?"

My mother, you misunderstood, my mother, you are thinking too much!

Zhang Changzong swallowed, turned his head to look at his elder brother, second brother, and then looked at his mother, sister-in-law, and second sister-in-law. He was just a handsome man. He felt that the air was thinner by being watched by such a group of people! If he was watched like this, he would probably suffocate, right?

The eldest sister-in-law shouted enthusiastically: "Where is Wenyang? Come here and help your sixth uncle remember it!"

Wen Yang was reported to him, and with the paper and pen that Zhang Changzong had just practiced calligraphy, he grinded ink, looked at his sixth uncle with a eager eyes, waiting for his sixth uncle's works-

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"Don't be shy, say this kid!"

The eldest brother smiled and said, and the second brother also said, "This is your first time writing a poem. Don't care about it. It's great if you can write it!"

Isn’t this the saying that fooling losers “focus on participation” in competitive sports meets? Is this second brother completely unsatisfied? Will it only make him feel more heartbroken after hearing it?

"Good man, don't be squeamish, say it quickly!"

Zhang Changzong was still complaining, but was impatient by his mother waiting. He slapped his head and couldn't help but blurted out: "There is a general in the river!"

"Um?!"

Everyone was stunned.

Zhang Changzong: "The black hole in the well."

"Ahem!!"

The second brother was choked by saliva! The eldest brother's smile froze instantly, only Ah Mother and Sister-in-law. The second sister-in-law didn't know the literary style and urged herself: "Where is the one behind?"

Zhang Changzong had given up treatment and then said it out loud: "The yellow dog's body is white, and the white dog's body is swollen!"

"puff--"

This is why the fourth brother couldn't help laughing!

Even if Zhang Changzong was a rough man in his heart, his old face couldn't bear it and turned red-hot.

Why can't I remember anything else? Why did I think of this in my heart at that time? It's better to copy "Plums are sour, three-quarters white" or "one piece, two piece, three or four piece"! I promised to be a child prodigy, but I accidentally exposed it when copying poems. Help! He wanted to be a child prodigy, not to be famous for his funny reputation in the Tang Dynasty! It's over! The character is broken!

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"good!"

Zhang Changzong looked up, but his mother Wei was cheering with a smile on her face. She didn't mind that he was so heavy. She picked him up and pouted and chirped on his face twice: "My son is really extraordinary! This poem is written by a woman who is illiterate, and she can understand it. When she heard it, she knew that my son was writing about the snow scene. Is it right? Erlang, what is this poem?"

The second brother quickly replied, "My grandma, the snow scene is called "Snow Poems" in poetry."

Wei nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it's Yongxue. Unlike the ones your brothers read before, I didn't hear what they wrote after listening to it ten times. My son is still good. I understand it as soon as I heard it. How great! Oh, for my mother's good son, she is beautiful and follows me, and she is smart. It's really good! Very good!"

As he said that, he twitched his face twice, and his joy was beyond words from the bottom of his heart. After he finished chirping, he hugged his son's head and touched it. After looking, he couldn't let go of his love and tweeted his forehead twice, looking like "Son, I'm proud of you."

Zhang Changqi, Zhang Changyi, two brothers, you look at me, I look at you, Zhang Changyi's expression is strange, Zhang Changqi smiled, squatted down, touched his younger brother's head, and said, "It's really good. When my elder brother was as old as you, he couldn't even recite "Thousand Characters" and "Book of Filial Piety", let alone writing poetry, it's better than my elder brother!"

When the sister-in-law saw Wei, Zhang Changqi praised Zhang Changzong. She smiled and rubbed the man's arms directly, and then praised happily: "Liu Lang is still powerful. Wen Yang is ten years old. I have never seen a poem he wrote. Liu Lang is indeed extraordinary!"

Zhang Changzong... Zhang Changzong was almost suffocated to death, with his hands wide open and he waved randomly: "Help! Come and help me!"

"Hahaha!"

A group of adults laughed unscrupulously, but no one remembered to dig him out of his sister-in-law's arms! Or the second sister-in-law mentioned: "My mother, you should celebrate such a happy event, right?"

Wei nodded with a smile, looked at his second wife with praise, and said, "It is indeed time to celebrate. Chunniang, go to the market to cut two pounds of meat and stew radish!"

"Here."

The second sister-in-law immediately went away with a smile on her face, and Zhang Changzong finally struggled out of her sister-in-law's arms. Although she was touched again and had her butt slapped, it was better than being suffocated to death.

When the children heard that there was meat to eat, they cheered together. Zhang Yizhi, who was worried that he would be treated as a control group by Wei, also ran out and cheered with his nephews: "It's great, there's meat to eat!"

The adults smiled and cheered at the children. Wei looked at Zhang Changzong with a strange flush on his cheeks, and his expression was excited, muttering: "There is a general in the river, the black hole on the well, the white dog's body is white, and the white dog's body is swollen! Well, a good poem, a good poem! My son's poem, I only listened to it once and remembered it. It's really a good poem!"

Zhang Changzong's face was red again after being praised, and silently slapped himself in his heart, but he was speechless. The second brother Zhang Changyi was silent for a long time and finally said: "The yellow dog's body is white, and the white dog's body is swollen. These two sentences are the best! Liu Lang can write this poem just after entering the school this year, which is very good."

I was in a dilemma for my second brother, so I came up with these few words to praise him!

Zhang Changzong wiped his sweat silently, and no matter how thick-skinned he was, he was embarrassed to respond. He just smiled obediently at his second brother and pretended to be good at it. However, Wei didn't care about that much. When he heard the most calm Erlang, he exaggerated Changzong and asked happily: "Erlang, is this poem really good?"

Zhang Changyi said: "It's really good as a poem I wrote for the first time. Moreover, Liu Lang is only four years old, so it's better!"

Wei clapped his face happily: "Okay! Erlang also said yes, so my mother will feel relieved!"

Zhang Changzong said in disbelief: "Well, my mother just praised her son, were she coaxing me?"

Wei Shi glanced at him: "Wei Niang thinks it's good, but Wei Niang doesn't know the literature and ingenuity, so he is not sure. Now Erlang has agreed that it must be really good, not to praise her for her. Oh, my grandmother's old son can write poetry, and raised five of you brothers for her mother. This is the first time I heard her son write poetry, and it's really not easy!"

This is what he said! Zhang Changqi was embarrassed, Zhang Changyi was embarrassed, Zhang Tongxiu turned his head and pretended not to hear him; Zhang Yizhi... Zhang Yizhi was bowing his head and playing with his nephews at the beginning, but he didn't hear what his mother said at all.

Wei ignored them, raised his hand and touched his temples, turned his head to look outside, and told his sister-in-law, "Let's watch at home, I'll go out to see if Chunniang is back."

As he said that, he smiled and walked out in a hurry. Zhang Changzong was a little surprised: "My second sister-in-law is afraid that she hasn't even arrived in the market yet? Why did my mother go out so early..."

Before he finished speaking, when he saw the second brother, the fourth brother looked at him sympathetically, and suddenly understood, his face full of disbelief, and his voice was trembling with fear: "Ah... Isn't it..."

Zhang Changyi looked at him sympathetically and nodded. Zhang Tongxiu smiled and picked him up, put his head on his stomach, and said with pity: "Poor Liulang, don't wait for tomorrow, at most half an hour, your poem will spread to your neighbors!"

Zhang Changzong: “…”

Damn! Mom, come back soon!

Zhang Changzong's body was shocked and he stretched out his hand in vain. Erkang's hand posture seemed very weak!

It's over!

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I feel like I am playing stand-alone! Friends who are chasing books, raise your hands and let me see you!
Chapter completed!