But it was said that Wang Changling was talking to Miss Furong, and the two sisters came to the door. Miss He hurriedly ordered: "The third sister went to the living room to bring the teapot, and the fourth sister went to the study to get my copy of "Selected Poems and Songs by Famous Masters" Come." The two little girls agreed and left.
"I dare to ask Miss He, this room is..."
"It's funny to say that the little girl's house is said to be an embroidery room. In fact, the little girl doesn't like to do needlework. She prefers to read poetry, so the name of this embroidery room is in vain."
Wang Changling paid attention to the objects in the room, and sure enough he couldn't see much needlework. So she praised: "It seems that Miss He is not an ordinary woman." After hearing Mr. Wang's compliment, Miss He felt happy and thought to herself, it seems that Wang Changling is really my soulmate, Fu Rong. While they were talking, the three sisters and the fourth sister came to Miss He's embroidery room. Miss He sifted tea for Chang Ling. Wang Changling paid close attention to the three girls from the He family and found that the three girls were exactly the same mold and looked very similar. The two younger sisters were both as beautiful as the elder sister. Thinking of this, Wang Changling asked:
"May I ask the names of these two little girls?"
"The third sister's name is Shuizhi, and the fourth sister's name is Hanlian."
"Are there any other brothers and sisters?"
"The second sister is called Lianhua, and the three younger sisters are named Shuiyun, Yuhuan, and Shuidan respectively. The two brothers are twins, named Shuihua and Bihuan respectively. I forgot to tell you, the name of the little girl is..."
"Uncle Wang, my eldest sister's name is Furong." Fourth sister Hanlian said.
"Fu Rong? That's a good name. Changling will call you Miss Furong from now on." Another wave of love flowed through Wang Changling's heart.
"Don't call me Uncle Wang, call...you should call me Brother Wang." Furong said. In fact, Furong said in her heart: "We should call him 'brother-in-law'." But right now, he can't be called like that. Fourth sister Hanlian called out "Brother Wang" sweetly in a childish voice, and Wang Changling also gave a sweet reply. "Let's go play outside. The eldest sister is going to ask your brother Wang for some poetry advice." Furong pushed the two younger sisters away. "Come, Brother Wang, come and take a look at this poem. This poem is really well written, but there are still some parts that Furong doesn't understand. It's better now. With Brother Wang's guidance, Furong has a good teacher. Come on "Brother Wang, please read this poem." Furong turned to page 58 of "Selected Poems and Songs by Famous Masters" and pointed to a place for Changling to read. It turned out to be Cao Zhi's "Fu Rong Fu". "Can you read it first so I can listen to it?" Wang Changling tried to act like a teacher. Maybe Furong was happy to be Changling's student, so she read it seriously:
"Looking at the luxuriance of hundreds of flowers, there is no such thing as a single flower. The roots are tied to the heavy soil, and the stems are lifted up by the clear water. [Withdraw the moisturizing Wang Yu and enter the court of Emperor Wen. The slender branches are brightened by the wind." ] Its first glory is as bright as the night light looking for hibiscus; its Yanghui is as bright as the nine suns coming out of the Yanggu. The hibiscus is produced, and the star of the genus is the genus. The silk strips are hanging with beads, and the Danrong is green. Kun Kun Wei Wei, rotten Like a dragon candle. Watching the whole court, the love is still not enough. So the cunning boy and the girl travel with each other, putting their plain hands on the sleeves and catching the red flowers in the middle of the stream."
"In this poem, which lines do you like best?"
"I'm afraid it's hard to say, but Furong thinks, 'Looking at the luxuriance of hundreds of flowers, there is no single splendor of splendor. The roots are tied to the heavy soil, and the stems are lifted up by the clear water.'" Its first glory is as bright as the night light. Fusang; its Yang Hui is also shining like nine suns emerging from Yanggu. "Put your plain hands on the sleeves and catch the red flowers in the middle of the stream." These lines are so well written, I like them the most."
"Well said! It seems that Miss Furong has studied this poem a lot. Have you read Bao Zhao's "Fu Rong"?"
"I've read it too, on page eighty-three." Furong said as she turned to page eighty-three: "That's it." Furong pointed it out to Changling. Changling pretended to read:
"Feeling the clothes in Chu Fu, chanting the deep thoughts in Chen's poems. The beauty of the visiting heroes, the high standard in Zezhi. The spring peak is almost in the evening, playing with hibiscus and playing in the water. The cinnamon in my chest is drawn, and the words of wisdom are kissed. ..." Changling's funny movements of shaking his head while reading poems actually made Miss Furong laugh. Furong smiled and patted Changling's thigh with her hand: "Brother Changling is so funny!" Furong laughed. Suddenly he retracted his hand and covered his mouth with his palm, a look of shock appeared on his face, and a turbulent wave surged in his heart: What's going on? Why did I just pat his thigh? Why did I just call him "Brother Changling"? Furong was excited, her heart beat faster, and her reddish cheeks turned crimson.
But just as Fu Rong patted Chang Ling's thigh with her hand, Chang Ling could hardly control it. The pat of Furong's delicate hand on Chang Ling's thigh was coupled with Miss Furong's delicate voice: "Brother Chang Ling." So humorous!" Chang Ling almost lost his soul. Because this sentence "Brother Chang Ling is so humorous!" clearly changed the title from "Mr. Wang" to "Brother Chang Ling", especially the pat of her slender hand on the thigh, which was the first impression of an innocent girl's skin. For the first time, she had real contact with the skin of a young male, and the area of contact was actually on her thigh. At this moment, Chang Ling's heart almost burst out of her chest. Changling suppressed the excitement in her heart and stared at the innocent girl next to her who was as beautiful as a fairy. She wished she could stretch out her hands and take her into her arms. However, it was not possible yet. This love seemed to have not reached its maturity after all. the point. So, Changling finally calmed down, stood up, and said reluctantly: "I have something to do today, it's time to go back, Miss Furong..."
"Can't you just sit down for a while?"
"No, come back later."
"Slow down, Furong has something for you." Furong said as she walked towards a box, opened the box, and took out a small gadget with flashing colorful lights. She came to Changling and used both hands to hold the extremely delicate thing. Holding the exquisite thing in his hand, he said solemnly: "Brother Changling, this is Furong's heart. Now Furong gives it to Brother Changling, hoping that Brother Changling will cherish it."
Changling looked at the thing and saw that it was a concentric knot. Wang Changling completely understood that this was the token of love given to me by Miss Furong. Wang Changling felt passionate again. "You have to give her something in return, right? But what should I give her as a gift?"
Suddenly Wang Changling remembered the ring on her finger. It was an ancestral gold ring of the Wang family and was extremely precious. Wang Changling thought, since Miss Furong gave him the token of love, didn't he express it? So he raised his hand, took off the ring, and said solemnly: "Miss Furong, reach over here, I, Wang Changling, also have something to give to Miss in return, hurry up!"
Miss Furong obediently stretched out her hand. Wang Changling took Miss Furong's slender hand in his left hand and the gold ring in his right hand. With great excitement, he put the shining gold ring on Miss Furong's slender middle finger, and then put Miss Furong's palm on it. Taking it close to his lips, Wang Changling stretched out his lips that had great temptation for girls, and kissed the back of Miss Furong's jade-white hand. Then, Wang Changling suddenly stretched his lips to Miss Furong's cheek, and kissed the full face of Miss Furong. Love Wine gave her a quick kiss on her dimples, and then, drunkenly, she straightened her back resolutely, turned around, walked out of the room, and walked downstairs without looking back. Miss Furong watched Brother Chang Ling leave blankly. Suddenly, Miss Furong called out in her sweet voice: "Three sisters and four sisters, why don't you send your brother Wang off quickly?"
