"Don't cry!"

Seeing Yu Xiangrong crying quietly, Jing Zhe panicked.

At the same time, I feel a little distressed.

Yu Xiangrong seemed to have not heard it, staring at the destroyed rice paper and burst into tears.

"I... finally...written..."

Thinking of how much effort I had spent before, I found out the full lyrics of this song [Shuitu Songtou] from the people, and then it took a day to write it down today. How difficult!

Unexpectedly, it was only a moment. What I wrote yesterday was torn to pieces by Yu Haixing. She was not discouraged. It took a long time to finally write down the first sentence, but it was ruined again.

How can you not feel sorry for this?

"It's just a poem, and then write it!"

Jing Zhe couldn't stand the girl crying and quickly persuaded him.

The cute and silly Yu Xiangrong looked at him while crying, "I...you...you compensate me!"

Maybe even she didn't know why. When facing Haixing, the rice paper was torn, and all she thought about was coming back and writing, but when facing Jing Zhe, she said, "You compensate me."

When Jing Zhe heard this, he immediately laughed.

"Okay, okay, as long as you don't cry, I'll compensate you right away!"

I will stay with you for one night... Bah, I will stay with you for the rest of my life!

Looking at Yu Xiangrong's cute appearance with rain, Jing Zhe added in his heart.

Yu Xiangrong's tears slowly stopped a little, glared at Jing Zhe, and then said sweetly: "No... don't want you to compensate!"

"Huh? Didn't you just say you wanted me to pay?"

Jing Zhe became interested.

"You...you are a bad guy!"

Yu Xiangrong put away the paper, held the hem of the skirt, her cheeks turned red, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at Jing Zhe, and was about to leave.

But Jing Zhe took a step forward, stretched out his big hand, and looked like a hooligan who teased a good woman: "You can't leave!"

“…”

The peach blossom eyes that had stopped tears just now suddenly became hazy again. Jing Zhe was so scared that he waved his hand quickly: "Don't cry, okay? How can I keep crying like this?"

Then he said, "Let's make it clear. I broke your rice paper and I will compensate you. But why do you say I am a bad person? We don't know each other yet!"

Talking to such a cute baby? Jing Zhe thought it was quite interesting? So teasing her with words is also a kind of communication and understanding.

"You... just now... Haixing said you... you want to marry me..."

Yu Xiangrong's voice was already small? She was still timid when she said this? She was as thin as a mosquito sound. If Jing Zhe hadn't had good ears, she wouldn't have heard it.

"This brother-in-law is very quick-talking!"

Jing Zhe muttered just as Yu Xiangrong heard it? He glared at him with a blush on his face? He was about to leave again.

But how could Jing Zhe let her go?

He stood there and said, "I did say I wanted to marry you, but is marrying you a bad person?"

“…”

Yu Xiangrong was stunned. Such a complex and difficult problem? Her little head seemed to have never thought about it.

Seeing her stunned? Jing Zhe opened the topic again and said, "Look, you just wrote this song [Shuitu Songtou]. Is this word that good? Do you like it so much?"

"This word...is very good! This is the best Mid-Autumn Festival I have ever read...No, it is the best word I have ever read, well, the best!"

When you mention poetry? Yu Xiangrong, who was stuttering just now, seemed to be immediately energetic and could speak it quite smoothly.

"Is that so? Do you know the person who wrote this poem?"

After hearing this, Yu Xiangrong's eyes became a little dim and he shook his head. Then he said, "This is... I heard from the servants in my family... they also heard it on the street. It seems... it seems that there was a talented man named Jing Zhe... well, An Guo's first talent."

Yu Xiangrong, who was a little disappointed at first, suddenly said: "You can write such a good poem... This Young Master Jing is very powerful... Well? Very powerful! Most people can't see it... I heard a few of my servants say this poem... I didn't remember it very well before... They were not very literate either? So I wrote it for a long time... I finally wrote it down and it was gone. I won't tell you anymore, I want to write it quickly... Otherwise I will forget it again!"

When Jing Zhe heard this, he was speechless.

The learning environment of this cute baby is too poor!

No one at home likes poetry, and even she has to ask for a long time if she wants to write a poem. However, it is difficult for the servants in their house to record the poems one by one outside and come back to tell them the story to their sweet lady...

"It's too slow for you to learn to write poetry like this!"

Jing Zhe said: "I know there is a place where all the people in it are talented and they know a lot of poems!"

Yu Xiangrong's eyes lit up: "Can they write the same poems as [Shuitu Songtou]?"

"Of course...it's OK!"

I was in the newspaper, of course I wrote it!

"You... are lying!"

Yu Xiangrong suddenly said, "No...no one can compare to...the talented man Jing...what is better than that of the author!"

“…”

I really didn't expect that I had such a high weight in my heart. I was ashamed, ashamed!

"That's only half of the time. No one can write better than Jing Dacaizi. After all, Jing Dacaizi is the literary star in the sky, and his words are all written in a good manner. Any poem can be written in a quatrain that can be remembered forever. Who can compare it to?"

It always feels strange to praise yourself, but it is always much more comfortable than praising others. After praising you, you continue, "But I didn't lie, because the place I mentioned is also here! If you go, I can also let Jing Da Talent write lyrics for you!"

"Really...really?"

The cute baby became crazy again.

"Of course it's true!"

Jing Zhe patted his chest and said, "As long as you go, I will ask him to write poems and lyrics for you every day. Do you know that not only does his poems well, but his calligraphy is also very good!"

The baby was longing for her, but she didn't know what she thought of, and her eyes dimmed again.

"Oh... my dad definitely... won't agree. My dad... my dad didn't want me to read and read... I was pestering my family... I learned one word a day, or... many days... At most, I only learned one word in ten days... Later, when I learned more, my dad took less care of it... However, there were still no poetry at home, so I could only ask... If I went out... my dad would definitely not want it, he said it was very dangerous outside..."

“It’s dangerous outside?”

Jing Zhe was stunned: "You haven't been out before, are you?"

Yu Xiangrong shook his head: "It's also a way to go out."

After thinking about it, he whispered: "But... it was all my father who took me out, and I had to sit in a sedan chair... I didn't let me show up easily, saying that there were bad people... I was afraid that they would bully me..."

Hearing this, Jing Zhe laughed silently.

No wonder this cute baby is so cute and stupid. He stays at home every day and doesn’t go out for a walk. How can he not be cute and stupid?

Yu Sheng was still thinking about letting her daughter know her. If she wanted to know her, she would probably go out to see the world!
Chapter completed!