Lou Xiao'e saw that the wine shop had dispersed and Xu Damao hadn't come back yet. She wondered where this cowardly man had gone, so she put on her clothes to see how Xu Damao was doing.
When he walked out of the bedroom, he saw Xu Damao sitting in front of the table in a daze.
"Da Mao, Xu Damao..."
Lou Xiao'e called several times but didn't respond. She wondered if she was thinking about that vixen again. She walked up to Xu Damao and pinched Xu Damao's waist hard. He recovered from the pain.
"Why are you pinching me?" Xu Damao rubbed the bruised area on his waist where he was pinched.
"I miss you that vixen. I called you several times but you still didn't answer." Lou Xiao'e said angrily.
"What are you thinking about vixen? I'm thinking about Silly Pillar."
"Silly Zhu?" Lou Xiao'e looked at Xu Damao suspiciously, not believing it at all.
Xu Damao looked at Lou Xiao'e and couldn't help but feel a move in his heart.
My daughter-in-law is very knowledgeable, much better than teachers like Yan Bugui, so she immediately read Zhang Zhifei's poem.
"Daughter-in-law, I can understand everything else. What does Prince Rui mean?"
Lou Xiao'e rolled her eyes at Xu Damao and said: "Prince Rui is Prince Heshuorui, a hereditary prince in the Qing Dynasty, and sometimes also refers to Dorgon."
"Who is Dorgon?"
"Dorgon was a great hero in the founding of the Qing Dynasty. It is said that he was expected to become the emperor. In the end, he gave up the throne for his sister-in-law Dayu'er. His grave was dug up after his death. It is not known whether it is true or not. Who can say about this historical matter? It’s clear.”
"Ouch, I understand, isn't this just Silly Zhu?"
"Si Zhu, forget it, he can't even compare to someone else's toes." Lou Xiao'e mocked.
"I'm not talking about other abilities, I'm talking about liking the widow. Both of them are the same." Xu Damao explained.
"You, by the way, who wrote this, don't tell me it's quite vivid." Lou Xiao'e asked curiously.
"I don't know, I picked it up outside." Xu Damao knew that his wife was simple and sometimes couldn't hide her thoughts, so he decided not to tell her the truth.
"Okay, I understand the meaning, can you rest now?"
"No, I'm still thinking about how to get Shazhu to take the initiative to read this poem!"
"Come on, his name is Silly Zhu, but he is not really stupid. He will take the initiative to recite poems that curse him." Lou Xiao'e was not optimistic about Xu Damao's idea at all, thinking that he was whimsical.
"Ezi, you are wrong about this. Shazhu doesn't know what this poem means. So, let's find a way to make Shazhu misinterpret the meaning of the poem and let him pick it up."
"My son can cook at the age of five, and he does business and fights bandits and soldiers for money. Suddenly I heard that his father left with his widow, and he devoted himself to learning from Prince Rui. This won't work, the direction is too obvious, and it will be difficult for a fool to be fooled.
Let's do this. Let's change it so that children aged five can be screened, and those who go to the countryside can be screened fighting bandit soldiers. Suddenly I heard that my father left with his widow and devoted himself to learning from Prince Rui. " Lou Xiao'e said after rolling her eyes.
"Ezi, aren't you scolding me in disguise?"
"No way, I didn't write it like this just to let Silly Zhu copy the cat." Lou Xiao'e definitely didn't mean to connotate Xu Damao, she swore on her toes.
"Silly Zhu, will he change? Gao Xiao is a scumbag who hasn't finished his studies yet." Xu Damao said with disgust.
"It's just a limerick. Why don't we just change the projection back to his own profession? By the way, bring a pen and paper." Lou Xiao'e was often called a hen that couldn't lay eggs by Silly Zhu, so she decided to play a prank.
Under Xu Damao's gaze, Lou Xiao'e wrote poems with her left hand, and then translated the poems very thoughtfully, otherwise how could she induce Silly Zhu.
The couple giggled for a while, then Xu Damao pretended to be drunk and helped Xu Damao to the toilet to vomit. When passing by the middle courtyard, the couple deliberately stood at the door of Silly Pillar and started to act.
Xu Damao first pretended to be in the wrong place, kicked Silly Pillar's door hard several times, and then cursed: "Who is this wicked guy who locked the toilet door?"
"Xu Damao, this is Shazhu's home, not a toilet. You can't vomit."
"Xu Damao, fuck you, uncle, if you vomit on my door, I will let you eat it anyway." When Xu Damao kicked the door, Silly Zhu was woken up, and happened to hear what the two of them said,
"Xu Damao, if you can't drink, don't drink. If you do this next time, I will lock you out and not let you go home." Lou Xiao'e complained a little.
"Ezi...can't, uh...Ezi, I wrote a poem for you today." Xu Damao said intermittently.
"Come on, with your level of education, you can still write poetry." Lou Xiao'e said with feigned disgust.
"Lou Xiao'e, you still know Xu Damao. He knows how to demolish the widow's door, but writing poems is just bragging." Silly Zhu also started to make trouble in the room.
"Why not? I even asked a great man for advice, and he said that my poem can be published, and it is better than what he wrote."
"Okay, I believe you can write poetry. Let's go to the toilet to vomit first. If you vomit on the stupid door, he will have to beat you again."
"Hit me. Without Yi Zhonghai to protect him, I will see how he beats me. Hey, where is my poem? It must have fallen into the crack of Shazhu's house just now."
"Xu Damao, are you finished? I have to go to bed. I won't look for the poem now. You wrote it yourself. Just write it down silently."
"I paid 3 yuan for someone to write this, but I haven't remembered it yet." Xu Damao pretended to be drunk and muttered deliberately in a low voice, and let Silly Zhu hear it.
"I still don't know how much you weigh, let's go." Lou Xiao'e said, deliberately pretending to drag Xu Damao away from Shazhu's house, and then out of the front yard.
In order to look similar, the two of them even opened the door and stayed outside for more than ten minutes before returning to the courtyard.
Let's say that Silly Zhu turned on the light, walked to the door, found a piece of paper, and hurriedly took it to the bed to read it. It was the poem and translation written by Lou Xiao'e with his left hand.
Silly Zhu first read the poem and found it very catchy. Then he read the translation and was very satisfied. He then whispered: "This grandson of Xu Damao has such a method. Why didn't I think of it?"
Silly Zhu clutched the paper and thought, Xu Damao was drunk, wasn't this written for himself? This kid Xu Damao is not too bad. I will beat him less once in the future, Sha Zhu thought.
Silly Zhu began to make revisions based on his own profession. It was not until dawn in the east that he fell asleep with a silly smile while holding the poem he had written.
The next day, Shazhu got up very late. He was also the chef and the monitor. If he had other types of work, he didn't know whether the money he earned in a month would be enough to fine him.
"Si Zhu, have you finished your poem? We are still waiting to read your masterpiece." As soon as Liu Lan saw Si Zhu, she surrounded him.
"Of course it's already written. With my level as a chef, writing a poem is not a trivial matter. I'm just not as high-profile as others, hiding my talent." Silly Zhu said proudly.
"Then take it out and just brag." A cafeteria lady said with a smile.
"Please stop what you are doing and listen to this poet's masterpiece." After everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Silly Zhu, he began to recite.
"Learning to cook at the age of five, he is a brave bandit. Suddenly I heard that his father passed away with his widow, and he only wanted to learn from Prince Rui."
The old ladies in the cafeteria don't have much education, and they don't know whether what Sha Zhu writes is good or bad. After Shazhu finished reading, everyone looked at each other and said nothing.
Seeing that everyone was silent, Silhu became even more proud and said loudly to everyone: "How are you? Are you very talented?"
"Si Zhu, what do you mean by writing this?" Qin Huairu asked Sha Zhu in a low voice, wondering if Sha Zhu really knew how to write poetry.
"It means that I learned to cook when I was five years old. I am very brave and dare to fight against the bandits just like Zhao Zilong. Suddenly I heard that your father was gone, so I became positive and devoted myself to imitating Prince Rui and helping those in need like him."
Silly Zhu didn't know what the last two sentences meant, so he explained to Qin Huairu according to Lou Xiao'e's translation. He didn't know that Lou Xiao'e had deliberately deceived him.
"Silly Zhu, how dare you imitate the Iron Hat King of the Qing Dynasty? Do you want to be restored?" said the eldest sister from the Propaganda Department that Xu Damao deliberately called. .
"Sister Li, Shazhu doesn't want to be restored, but wants to marry a widow." Xu Damao said with a smile.
"Xu Damao, what are you talking nonsense about, your grandson?" Silly Zhu cursed angrily, but thinking that he was reading Xu Damao's poems, he had no intention of beating him.
"Isn't this nonsense? You obviously wrote it yourself. This poem is interesting. I will translate it for everyone.
The first two sentences are simply what Silly Zhu said is right. He learned to cook at the age of five. The first sentence means that he dared to fight against the bandits. The third sentence means that he suddenly heard that his father followed the widow and he only wanted to learn from Dorgon. . "
"Xu Damao, who is this Dorgon?" someone asked with a smile.
Xu Damao immediately repeated Lou Xiao'e's words to everyone.
"Silly Zhu still has hobbies."
"I love the country more than the widow."
"It seems that Silly Zhu is not seeking restoration, but marrying a widow."
"It's just that I haven't noticed yet that Silly Zhu has such a hobby."
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"I didn't hear what others said themselves. Are you trying to imitate his father?"
Even though Silly Zhu was being stupid, he also realized that he had been tricked by Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e. He was so angry that he wanted to beat Xu Damao.
Xu Damao, a thief, came to the cafeteria with a few people who wanted to watch the fun. Not only did Silly Zhu not get beaten up, he was also ridiculed by a few people for a while.
Looking at Shazhu again, it can be called the scene of social death. I don’t know if everyone will call him Shazhu or Dorgonzhu when they see him in the future.
