The little crow was eagerly looking forward.

Who knows.

Next second.

Xi Zuer said seriously: "He didn't have breakfast today. He was so hungry that he threw away his coat. It's so funny."

The little crow almost turned black and fell to the ground.

Ancestor, boys and children are not hungry, they are hot, they are eager to close the door and kiss you, okay?

OK, it's quite hungry...

He looked helplessly at the little ancestor who had no idea what it was. Even if the man kissed him so much that he left nothing in her heart, the little crow couldn't help but observe a moment of silence for three seconds for the tool man Bo Gucheng.

Then it saw Xi Zuer flipping through the book seriously.

It was a collection of poems borrowed from the library, which was very helpful for getting points for the part of college archaeological poetry.

Xi Zuer likes to watch it recently.

While watching, I read out with great interest:

"I am like a pipa and hugging you, letting you break the palace and merchant..."

"The flowers, the path has never been swept by the guest, and the cloak door will be opened for you now..."

"The jade hairpin breaks the red crabapple, and looks like a ridge and a peak on the side..."

"Get up and tidy up your slender hands, revealing thick flowers, and thin sweat and light clothes..."

"hiss……"

Xi Zuer paused.

"Ancestor, what's wrong?"

"Xiao Jin, this poem is written inconsistently."

"Where is unreasonable? Ancestor?"

"The first sentence, how can a person be folded like a pipa? The ancestors did not create such a strange function. The second sentence, how can a path that has no one cleaned open? The third sentence, who has nothing to do with a hairpin to break the red flowers of the crabapple, won’t the flowers hurt? The fourth sentence is even more strange. The four words "dew is thick and thin, flowers are obviously about autumn nights. The weather is very cold. Why do you sweat and sweat with a 'thin sweat' when you sleep. Do you understand?"

"It's too difficult, Xiao Jin doesn't understand!"

"Forget it, I'll send a message to Xiao Chenger later."

Little Crow: "…"

It is no longer able to stop the little ancestor who is diligent in studying and asking questions.

==

Qingcheng Hospital.

Xi Yuanshan held his cell phone on the hospital bed and had been holding it all day.

Unlike the seriousness of watching stocks or news, he stretched his eyebrows and even smiled on his lips, as if he was chatting with someone.

Next to the hospital bed, Gu Qiusha, who had been busy all day, rubbed her sore shoulders and sat down to peel fruit for him.

Remind him softly: "Full Mountain, the doctor said that looking at electronic products is not conducive to brain recovery..."

Xi Yuanshan was unhappy: "Monster Doctor! Look at the phone to relax, what does he know."

Gu Qiusha sighed and handed over the peeled pear.

Xi Yuanshan took a few bites, was busy replying to the message on his phone, and threw it aside in disgust: "I don't have an appetite. You can eat it yourself."

Gu Qiusha pursed her lips, took the remaining half of the pear, and murmured: "Martial pants cannot be eaten by husband and wife."

Dividing pears = separation.

The meaning is not good.

Xi Yuanshantou didn't raise his head: "It's really a lot! You go raise money when you have nothing to do, what are you doing here?"

Gu Qiusha choked.

Although the patient's temper would become worse, the degree to which Xi Yuanshan's temper would become worse was beyond her expectations, and she really couldn't hold on.

"I sold some jewelry, and I also got five million for the second phase. I will think of a solution for the third phase of treatment."

Xi Yuanshan's attitude finally improved: "Well. Be prepared more. Tomorrow night is Zhuzhu's special violin concert, and you will also have a big red envelope to collect some people and media in the music circle. Don't forget these."

Gu Qiusha: "I know."

Perhaps because she was afraid that Gu Qiusha would not pay attention, Xi Yuanshan emphasized again: "Although there was something wrong with the Zhuzhu English competition, I did not choose to be recommended to the School of Foreign Languages ​​of Imperial University, but her class teacher Fang Yumei said that her violin is so excellent, and she has the opportunity to recommend it to the School of Music in this concert, and she will also be able to enter the Imperial University..."

Fang Yu...beautiful?
Chapter completed!