Siheyuan: No one can afford this man

After a long time, the three members of the Ran family recovered from the shock.

The mother and daughter stared at the cake intently, eyes full of love.

Meanwhile, Yan Jieli and Ran Zhengyang were sitting on the sofa, chatting.

It has to be said that Ran Zhengyang is quite educated, at least much more knowledgeable than Yan Jieli, an ordinary contemporary college student, and has his own unique insights in many aspects.

If Yan Jieli hadn't acquired the ability of photographic memory some time ago and read a lot of books, he would have been asked by Ran Zhengyang long ago.

After a while, Liu Qiong stood up and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
Ran Qiuye sat in front of the table with her chin in her hands, staring at the cream cake in front of her.

His eyes didn't want to leave for a moment, as if the cake would fly away from his eyes as soon as he looked away.

He kept sucking his saliva, his appearance became more and more cute in Yan Jieli's eyes.

Seeing her greedy look, Yan Jieli couldn't help being a little amused, so he said, "Little Yezi, why don't you try a piece first, I'm afraid you won't be able to help but swallow the whole cake in one gulp."

Of course, Ran Qiuye had 1 promises in her heart, but she had a strict family education after all, since this thing was given to her mother, it was up to her to decide.

Doing that by yourself is too much!

Moreover, I am going to marry Yan Jieli in the future, so I am afraid that I will not be able to eat in the future.

So Ran Qiuye was not in a hurry, waved his hands and said, "No, no, no! Isn't there a saying in western food that this dessert is eaten after the meal. Let's talk about it after the meal."

As he spoke, he sucked the saliva out of his mouth again.

Ran Zhengyang smiled helplessly seeing his daughter's hopeless appearance.

Fearing that her daughter's score in Yan Jieli's eyes would be lowered if she continued like this, she quickly spoke to Yan Jieli and asked, "Little Yan, what did you do before you went to the rolling mill?"

Yan Jieli said casually: "At that time, I was still in the country, that is, farming, and I always had to live. Then I read books and practiced exercises every day. Life in the country is very boring. If I don't have books to read, I'm afraid Already suffocated to death."

Yan Jieli is well aware of the importance of doing what he likes, so he tries his best to make himself a good young man who loves to learn.

Ran Zhengyang still followed suit, and said with a smile: "Reading is good, I also liked reading when I was young."

At this moment, Ran Zhengyang lit a cigarette for himself, and asked Yan Jieli again: "Little Yan, do you smoke?"

Yan Jieli quickly waved his hands and said, "No, I'll just drink some wine during Chinese New Year, and I won't smoke."

Ran Zhengyang nodded: "It's a good thing not to smoke. By the way, your land is well planted, why did you go to the rolling mill again?"

Yan Jieli sighed, and said helplessly: "You know what has happened in the past few years. How can I support myself by farming. No, I came to Yanjing to join my distant uncle, and just before that I was in the countryside I rescued a leader by chance, and he gave me a letter of recommendation afterwards. That’s how I went to the rolling mill.”

Ran Zhengyang was a little excited when he heard that Yan Jieli was still in such a situation.

Although he is a scholar, he is also quite yearning for the ancient knights who wield swords.

Nodding his head, he said, "Well done, you're brave enough to do what's right!"

Yan Jieli didn't speak, but just smiled pretending to be simple and honest.

Ran Zhengyang's topic changed as quickly as his personality, and he suddenly said: "By the way, Xiao Yan, you just said reading books, right? What kind of books do you usually read?"

Before Yan Jieli could speak, Ran Qiuye interjected and said, "Dad, you don't know. Xie Li has a good memory, he just has a photographic memory. He even wrote me a poem when we first met. , and even sang to me."

"At first, I thought he copied it from somewhere, but I couldn't find it after searching for a long time. Only then did I know that he created it by himself."

When Ran Zhengyang heard this, he immediately regained his energy.

He is an old pedant, and what he likes most is these traditional cultures.

Hearing that Yan Jieli had quite a lot of accomplishments in this field at such a young age, he was immediately delighted to see Lie Xin, and pulled Yan Jieli to start discussing Chuci.

Grabbing Yan Jieli's hand, he said, "Little Yan, do you know Chu Ci?"

Yan Jieli stared at Ran Zhengyang in surprise, he never expected that the old man would be interested in such things.

Fortunately, he turned it over several times, otherwise he would have stopped asking.

To be honest, he was still taken aback when he heard Chu Ci.

Introspecting, he never expected that the old man in front of him is actually a romantic poet, but it is not surprising to see his attitude towards Ran's mother.

Yan Jieli nodded and said, "Chu Ci is the first collection of romantic poems in the history of Chinese literature. It is said that it is a new style of poetry created by Qu Yuan."

When Ran Zhengyang heard that Yan Jieli seemed to have really studied the Ci of Chu, he immediately became interested in taking the exam, and quickly asked, "Do you know how many volumes and chapters of the Ci of Chu there are?"

Yan Jieli thought for a while and said, "I don't know what Uncle thinks, there are different opinions."

Ran Zhengyang laughed and said: "Just say what you want, say what you have."

Yan Jieli pondered for a moment, and said: "The "Chu Ci" compiled by Liu Xiang only has 16 volumes and 16 chapters; but the popular version of "Chu Ci" is mostly 17 volumes and 17 chapters. According to the earliest complete annotation of "Chu Ci" It is based on Wang Yi's "Chu Ci Zhangju", and the latter added a piece of his own work "Nine Thoughts."

The two chatted for a long time, but Ran Zhengyang did not expect that Yan Jieli not only answered the questions he asked fluently, but also had a lot of insights.

For a moment, the whole person was involved in it.

At the beginning, he still had the idea of ​​reminding the younger generation, but in the middle, he completely treated Yan Jieli as a person of the same level.

In the end, relying on some novel knowledge from later generations, Yan Jieli was stunned to convince himself, the father-in-law.

If it wasn't for the relationship between the two of them, Ran Zhengyang was so excited that he was about to pay homage to Yan Jie.

Fortunately, Ran Qiuye caught him in time, otherwise, I don't know what kind of jokes would be made, the father-in-law worshiping his son-in-law as a teacher is simply a joke in the world.

Yan Jieli looked at Ran Qiuye helplessly, and smiled awkwardly.

I never thought that my father-in-law would be so serious.

He is just relying on his good memory now, and he can recall some fragmented knowledge that later generations have seen.

Who knew that it was these novel knowledge that actually made Ran Zhengyang, an old pedant, want to kill chicken heads and burn yellow paper with him.

Fortunately, lunch is ready.

Liu Qiong yelled in the kitchen: "Old Ran, stop bragging! Tell them to eat soon."

It will be easier if someone clears the siege.

The three of them calmly moved to the dining table as if nothing had happened.