[I treat you with sincerity, but you treat me with humility; you see me annoyed, but I see you happy. 】
Sheng Xiangxun, who had just returned from fishing, was about to enter the main hall when he heard his second daughter Sheng Ran uttering a poem full of bitterness and resentment in a gentle tone. He immediately quietly retracted the leg that had already entered the main hall, quietly. He wiped the cold sweat that had just appeared on his forehead with a handkerchief.
He considered himself a fatherly man, otherwise he would not be able to do so. When the Holy Father asked him what reward he wanted, he said that he hoped that the Hanlin Academy would give him more vacation time so that he could spend time with his wife and children.
But in front of the poetic nature of his second daughter, he was full of fatherly love, but it was like a small boat meeting a huge wave, or a sheep meeting a jackal! Duan is not the opponent!
He knew without guessing that the poem Sister An was reading just now was from her, and it immediately aroused the fear that had previously been dominated by the 215 poems she had written!
Good guy, that’s two hundred and fifteen poems!
Oh, now adding the one just now, it should be two hundred and sixteen!
But this girl has only been learning to write poetry for two months!
Who can imagine his pain every day being surrounded by his daughter asking him to analyze her poems?
Of course, he is not saying that the poems written by his daughter are not good. Many of the various small poems are of some standard, and most of the poems are full of aura. This is enough to show that Sister An is good at writing poems. Some talent along the way.
But no matter how talented he is, a child who has only been learning for two months cannot write poems that are comparable to those of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
When he was taking the exam, he didn't analyze those poems word for word, let alone praise them in a roundabout way!
Thinking that if Sister An saw him, he might be pestered to praise her again, Sheng Xiangxun's initial reluctance became more urgent.
The wind is blowing!
As for the daughter-in-law who was being pestered by her daughter... Sheng Xiangxun thought confidently that she was so smart that there was a high probability that she would give her little daughter to Sister An as a shield.
Thinking this, he stepped back faster and faster.
Yes, he walked backwards!
Sheng Xiangxun thought carefully that it was very neat for him to turn around and leave, but if he was discovered, it would be hard for him to explain why he couldn't get in.
But it doesn't matter if he is walking backwards. If he is really discovered, he can completely change his retreat to advance. Those who didn't see his previous actions clearly would never think that he was going to retreat.
Of course, it doesn't matter if Ling Niang is more serious, he just says that he wants to take a few steps back, and then sprints into the house to surprise them.
Sheng Xiangxun thought so and couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up in his mind: He is really smart!
"Third Master, why are you walking backwards?"
To Sheng Xiangxun, who was about to retreat to the door, these words were like a thunderbolt!
who! Who is holding him back!
Sheng Xiangxun was so angry that his teeth itched, he turned his head and looked at the visitor bitterly: Hey, how come the housekeeper of Anhe Hall, Grandma An, came here in person?
Nanny An was startled by Sheng Xiangxun's gaze, but when she looked over again, she saw that the third master's face had become warmer. She thought about the third master's temper and thought that she had never provoked him, so she just pretended to be It was because I was too old to see clearly.
"Aunt An, what's the wind blowing today that brings you here all the time? I got off work early today and wanted to give the children a surprise, but I didn't expect you to break it. Let's go, let's go together. Get in!"
As soon as Nanny An heard this, she thought about it again and found a reasonable reason for Sheng Xiangxun's previous reaction. She no longer had any grudges in her heart and said with a smile: "I am following the order of the Duke, please invite the Second Lady and the Ninth Lady. After taking a nap, I’ll go to Anhe Hall.”
Sheng Xiangxun almost clapped his hands when he heard this.
Well, Zheng also wanted to applaud him. For the first time, she felt that the Duke of Guo was also a good person.
As for Sheng Yuan, who was used as a poetry writing tool by her sister... she was already numb.
After all, she has been her sister's source of material since she learned to write poems. From dressing up, to eating, running around, and acting like a spoiled child, to sleeping and acting like a spoiled child, her sister just writes what she sees. She doesn't see the point of trying to get her to repeat it several times. More importantly, so far, at least one-third of the poems written by her sister involve her as the protagonist. She is used to it.
[What a sad habit! 】The system pretended to wipe the non-existent tears with a conjured handkerchief.
Sheng Yuan ignored it, but carefully browsed through all the text in the system introduction until he noticed this sentence in the middle of a certain page:
【Notice! ! ! Packet loss warning: The system and host must be careful not to forcibly capture peer or advanced plug-ins, otherwise the data packets will be irreversibly damaged! The host and system cannot be ignored! 】
"Does this...does it mean that you lost your memory because you had arrested a same-level or high-level cheat?" Sheng Yuan saw this explanation for the first time, and thought of Sheng Han's reaction and the system's rhetoric, and couldn't help but guess.
The system was stunned. He quickly picked at the gap between the pages and wished he could press his face to read the text word for word for a long time. Then he sat back in a daze. After a moment of silence, he said with a thoughtful expression: [This possibility cannot be ruled out! 】
Sheng Yuan followed the system and his own thinking and guessed: "Perhaps there is a provocation from a system that is evenly matched with yours, but you are powerless. Seeing that you are about to lose, you just activate the trigger program and successfully arrest the opponent, so you As a result, the core data was lost. This...is the reason for your amnesia!"
【It’s definitely not that simple! 】The system transformed into a silver shirt and a red cloak, holding the sword high in his little hand, as if commanding a battle.
[There must be a very powerful system coming and bullying you so pitifully. As a loyal system, I will definitely try my best to protect you. Even though the strength gap between us is too big, I am still small. It’s done, but it doesn’t matter, I am a system with the courage to move forward!
In order to protect you, I counterattacked all the way. Seeing that the system could not defeat me, it actually wanted to forcibly terminate the contract between you and me, and this action triggered the activation of the trigger program. In the end it was captured and confiscated by me! Because I jumped over the level and caught the other party, even though I made a meritorious service, some data was inevitably lost, which is why I said I lost my memory. 】
Sheng Yuan: "..." It doesn't seem impossible!
Seeing that Sheng Yuan didn't refute, the system couldn't help but become more and more excited, as if this was really the case. It danced and added the details. It looked so lively!
Seeing that it was rarely so happy, Sheng Yuan didn't want to disturb it, so she could only yawn a little and enjoy her nap time.
She and the system were both safe and sound, but Sheng Han and Sheng Ting, who were taking a nap in the side yard of Anhe Hall, did not sleep so peacefully.
Sheng Ting was awakened by Sheng Han's movements and saw the maid walking back and forth in the room where Sheng Han was resting. Sheng Ting did not open her eyes and pretended that she did not hear. She was still thinking about the dream she had just had.
In the dream, it seemed that she was still in her previous life. It was also such an afternoon. She was lying on the rocking chair in confusion as usual. Suddenly, a hexagram disk flew out from the hair on her head, spun around a few times in the air and then disappeared.
Although it was a dream, Sheng Ting couldn't help but touch her chest: this feeling of loss was too clear.
Can you eliminate the worst options?
Sheng Ting thought about the bit of information captured from the hexagram plate, and felt more and more that this might not be just a dream.
However, she has always been broad-minded and can see things beyond her reach.
More importantly, she could vaguely feel that Sheng Han might have suffered the same thing. Although she didn't know what the object was that flew away from Sheng Han, it was a good thing for Sheng Han, who likes to toss, to lose support and not be able to talk to her sisters in the house and herself. Son!
With this in mind, Sheng Ting opened her eyes and looked at the door of the children's room opposite, a flash of joy flashed in her eyes.
"Everyone get out!" Sheng Han waved his hand irritably, sending all the maids and grandmothers out.
Everyone saw that she didn't seem frightened, and they saw that she was about to lose her temper. They thought it would be bad to let Mrs. Chang know that she was making a big fuss, so they had no choice but to retreat.
When the room became quiet again, Sheng Han fell back on the bed, biting her fingernails with empty eyes, still recalling the trumpet-shaped thing that flew away in her mind.
Can you designate someone to listen to your voice?
What a great feature! Why just...fly away?
Sheng Han was worried that this ability had disappeared. Although she kept reminding herself that it was a dream, she just couldn't give it in. She just felt that she should have had this ability!
"What's wrong with this?" Sheng Han couldn't sleep, tossing and turning, wanting to catch the flying morning glory.
"Why did Sixth Sister take the dream seriously?"
After getting up from a nap, since the sisters from other rooms had not arrived yet, Sheng Ting and Sheng Han sat in the partition between the two rooms, drinking tea and talking.
As Sheng Han tentatively mentioned the dream, Sheng Ting felt a sudden change in her heart and said with a smile, "I don't know how happy my sister was in her dream, but it was just the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror. They can't be taken seriously..." I think my sister should drink some more tea to boost her energy. When my sister and I get together later, the depression in your heart will dissipate, so come and drink tea."
"Maybe!" Sheng Han was much clearer now. After listening to Sheng Ting's persuasion, she also felt that her previous idea was ridiculous. She frowned, took the tea cup and drank it in one gulp.
Well, after thinking about it, the sense of reality gradually dissipated.
Sheng Han couldn't help but laugh at himself: He really thought too much!
