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The four riddles written by Lian Man'er are ready-made. This is a book she read a few days ago, which describes some interesting stories about a famous poet wandering away from home when he was young. These four riddles were written by a young man when he met an old scholar and asked him what he needed.

Wuro also read the poem, so he knew the answer without guessing it. As for Xiaoqi, he could only read according to what Mr. Lu gave him, so he didn't know. Although Lian Zhier also studied and learned to read, he was not very interested in it. Compared with studying and reading, Lian Zhier prefers the girl red. Therefore, Lian Zhier does not know this allusion.

And Mr. Lu naturally knew this allusion.

"Not bad." This is a two-word comment by Mr. Lu to his female disciple Lian Man'er. Instead of making it up by himself, it is better to use such simple and unconventional riddles. In this way, those who are knowledgeable can naturally guess the answer to the riddle easily, and even those who do not know this allusion, can guess what the answer is from the riddle after a little thought. txt download.

This is what it means to appreciate between the elite and the masses.

Lian Man'er took another branch and wrote the answer to the mystery.

The answer is a brush, and the colored head is a large-character hard-hair pen sold in Lianji department store. After writing these, Lian Man'er thought about it and added a sentence at the end. If you can tell the allusions of the riddle, you will also add an exquisite small-character soft-hair pen.

After writing his own, Lian Man'er went to see Xiaoqi. Xiaoqi was holding the pen, frowned, and pondering. There was no ink dot on the paper.

"We run a department store, and we sell daily necessities. We should do more home-based riddles. Xiaoqi, don't drop your book bag. Just think about the riddles our mother guessed for us. If you write two of them, it's the best." Lian Man'er smiled and said to Xiaoqi.

After hearing what Lian Man'er said, Xiao Qi's eyebrows and eyes suddenly became lively.

"Slippery, bright, eyes are born on the butt. Try something." Xiaoqi started writing, brushing and writing a riddle.

When Lian Man'er saw this, she immediately laughed and said, "Xiao Qi's writing is indeed the riddle that Zhang once asked them to guess when they were younger." It was completely a child's tone, simple and lively, and very close to life. I guess those little dolls who came out to watch the lights would definitely be able to guess. At that time, it will be the fastest."

Xiaoqi wrote one, maybe it was easy, and then happily wrote a few more times before stopping. Lian Man'er looked at it and saw that there were "I can't sit still, I can't stand firm even if I stand firm. Although I am old, I will never fall down", and "I'm as white as snow, my body is as hard as iron, I wash it three times a day, and I will rest in the cabinet at night". And "A black child never opens his mouth, and if he opens his mouth, his tongue falls out", all are the riddles of children, and the answers to the riddle are even in the department store.

Lian Man'er went to read the written by Lian Zhi'er again.

Lianzhi'er only wrote two words, one is "When you enter the house, you are fat when you go out, and you are beaten with something." The other is "When there is wind, there is no wind, there is no wind, there is wind, there is wind, there is something."

There are also these two things in the shop. After seeing Lianzhi'er's, Lian Man'er went to see Wuro's.

Because I set it first, if the answer is homemade items in the department store, the riddle that Goro originally wanted to write would not be used.

When Lian Man'er saw Goro's writing "One tree makes tall buildings, no tiles or bricks, people walk under the water, and water flows upwards", Lian Man'er smiled.

"Brother, the answer to your sister is serious. But it doesn't matter."

Mr. Lu saw the interesting writing of several children, and thought about it, and wrote two. When everyone got together, they had more than twenty riddles. As for the answers to the riddle, such as a pack of needles, an umbrella, a fan, a pack of salt, a tumbler, etc., there are food, use, and play, and the price is not expensive, but they are all essential things for home use.

After everyone finished writing the riddles, they all handed them over to Manager Jiang. Manager Jiang happily went out to hang lanterns with people, paste riddles, and prepare for the lottery.

As everyone was looking forward to it, it was soon evening. After everyone had dinner, they packed up and dressed up neatly. When the lights were on, they could hear the lively voices on the street outside at the door, and they came out of the house.

Guangmao Street is also part of the lantern market. Colorful lanterns are hung in front of shops on both sides of the street, and various stalls are crowded together, which is very lively. People like Lian Man'er naturally start from the door of their own shops.

There were many people gathered in front of the lanterns and stalls of Lianji Department Store, some were looking at the goods, and many were looking at the lanterns and riddles posted next to them. Manager Jiang was very smart and did not post all the riddles at once. Even when Man'er stopped in front of the stall, the riddles written by Xiaoqi, which were "slim, bright, and eyes were born on his butt" were guessed by a five or six-year-old child held by a couple.

"It's a needle, it's a needle. My little grandma guessed this riddle for me!" The child snatched loudly, and read the riddle again with a slight slightest voice, which caused a burst of kind laughter around him.

There are customs in some places in Liaodong Prefecture that grandpa is not called grandpa, but grandma, and grandma is not called grandma, but little grandma.

"Who wrote this mystery?" Li asked with a smile.

Lian Man'er pointed at Xiao Qi.

Xiaoqi laughed, and Zhang laughed at the side. She remembered guessing this riddle for Xiaoqi. At that time, Xiaoqi was still wearing open-crotch pants.

"When your mother was young, I also guessed this mystery for her." Li said with some emotion.

"I can do this mystery, too." Xiaolong and Xiaohu both rushed to say it.

When the guy saw that the child guessed the riddle correctly, he picked up a pack of needles from the stall and handed it over.

The child took the needle and was so happy that he couldn't stop. The object was not as high or low as possible, the key was that he won it himself. The couple were also happy, thinking that their children were smart.

After looking in front of Lianji Department Store for a while, Lian Man'er and his group walked forward. There were many people on the street, and in order not to get separated, and to prevent the girls from being hit, Lian Shouxin, Zhang Qingnian, Wu Yugui, Wu Jiaxing, Wulang, and Mr. Lu, with a few friends and a long-term worker, walked outside, forming a circle, inside was Zhang holding Li, Wu Wang, Zhang Wang, and Hu's wife, and then circled in the inner circle, there were Lian Man'er's little girls. As for Xiaoqi, Xiaolong and Xiaohu, they were even wrapped in the innermost layer. Lian Man'er held Xiaoqi in his hand, Zhang Caiyun held Xiaolong and Lian Zhier held Xiaohu.

"Don't run around, be careful to take pictures of you guys." Zhang Wang also deliberately scared his son Xiaolong and his nephew Xiaohu, for fear that the little guys would be naughty, so he would break free from his sisters and run away later.

Everyone knows that when shopping, the more people you go, the slower you walk. Sometimes the person is attracted by something, and sometimes the person is going to buy something. Even Man'er and other people are even more so. They are walking and stopping, and they are not much faster than snails.

But no one would urge everyone to leave quickly and look at the lights, that's it.

After walking for most of the streets, almost everyone in Man'er and others carried a lantern in their hands, some bought it, and some obtained riddles. Xiaoqi, Xiaolong and Xiaohu's pockets were filled with fragments.

Women and children enjoy it, and men are also very kind-hearted. They don’t come out to play with lights, but to protect the whole family.

When Lian Man'er and others walked to the nine-story Taqian Street, more people gathered in front of Lianji Department Store on Guangmao Street. Many of them heard that Lianji Department Store's goods are cheap today, and the riddles are easy to guess, and each riddle has its first prize.

Among the surging crowd, a young man in brocade clothes and sable fur surrounded by servants was particularly eye-catching.

The boy looked only in his teenage years old and had not yet grown up. Two long eyebrows under the mink hat flew into his temples, a pair of slightly narrow eyes, slightly raised corners of his eyes, hanging nose, a mouth, ingot ears, a face white and red, and some baby fat that had not yet faded, which was so nice to see.

The young man rode on a fat horse, and the horse stood quietly in the crowd, not afraid or timid. The young man rode on the horse, his eyes swept over the riddles one by one, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger. Finally, his eyes lit up in the evening and stopped on a riddle.

The riddle that had never been guessed was finally guessed, and the person who guessed was still a young man in a gorgeous costume. The guest of Lianjia Department Store respectfully took out a pen.

"Young Master is so talented. This riddle has been posted here for a long time. Some people guess hoes and some people guess pipes. Just you, the one who guesses it right... This is the lottery."

As the guy spoke, he looked at the very gorgeously dressed young man who took the pen with a precious and hiding it close to his body, and felt a little surprised. However, he did not forget what he was going to say next.

"...The boss also ordered that if the young master could tell the allusion of this mystery, there would be a better lake pen as the lottery."

This naturally did not stump the young master.

The onlookers were also attracted by the story told by the young master. After the young master finished speaking, there was a sound of cheers around him. Under the lanterns, the young master looked even more handsome and handsome, and his spirit became flying.

Manager Jiang personally brought the pencil case and presented it to the young master who was in the limelight with both hands.

The young man still answered and put it carefully into his sleeve.

"Do your boss see the light?" The young master sat at the horse, lowered his head slightly, and asked Manager Jiang.

"Young Master recognizes our boss?" Shopkeeper Jiang was stunned for a moment, and replied with a smile, "Sorry, my eyes are so ugly, who are your master?"

The young man smiled and said nothing. A servant next to him came over and whispered in the ear of Manager Jiang.

Manager Jiang's expression immediately became more respectful and bowed to the young master.

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