I'm the Villain's Mother in Time Time

Chapter 68
Lin Chuqian didn't expect that the matter of those two poems was not over yet. He Mingqiu brought it up again today, probably because he really liked those two poems so much that he couldn't forget them.

But it is also understandable, after all, it is an ancient quatrain.

"No." She came back to her senses and comforted her with a smile: "Sheng'er did a good job, so no one will ask about the handwriting again."

Sheng'er put her heart down, happily took the copybook and started to practice calligraphy.

Lin Chuqian saw that he was working so hard, so she propped her chin and accompanied him with a smile.

Anyway, she has nothing to do, so she just takes care of the baby to pass the time.

In fact, the copybook Xia Yuanming gave was the obscure Tao Te Ching. Sheng'er wrote it horizontally and vertically, which was no different from ghostly drawn symbols. He couldn't even figure out the punctuation marks.

Lin Chuqian looked at him sideways and wrote: Everyone in the world knows beauty as beauty but evil; everyone knows goodness as goodness and evil.

She pointed out with a smile. "Sheng'er, this sentence means that everyone in the world knows that the beautiful is beautiful, but it is evil; everyone knows that what is good is good, and that is not good."

Sheng'er's hand holding the pen paused for a moment, then raised her head in a daze. "Mom, do you know the words on it?"

"Shouldn't I know me?" Lin Chuqian raised her eyebrows, her heart pounding. Could it be that Bai Jingjing is illiterate?

If so, then she really made a mistake.

But it's not right, when she said earlier that she saw those two poems in the notebook, Sheng'er, Aunt Liu and her mother didn't react at all!

Why did Sheng'er suddenly show such a surprised expression?

Sheng'er also scratched her head in doubt, in his impression, his mother was really not a person who could read and write.

Bai Jingjing's life experience is very tragic, both her parents died when she was young, after being bought into a brothel by traffickers, the old bustard saw that she was more beautiful, so she carefully trained her to be the oiran. fame.

Finally, after successfully boarding the big ship He Rencheng, she wanted to be someone's aunt in peace and contentment, but she didn't expect that the life in this big house was more bitter than that of a brothel.

Because Bai Jingjing learned dancing and singing since she was a child, and she never enlightened Sheng'er about poetry and poetry, so Sheng'er always thought that her knowledge of words was very limited, and those two songs were used to test him on a whim. He also thought that she had listened to others recite the poem and remembered it.

The scene was awkward for a while.

Lin Chuqian smiled and signaled him to continue to concentrate on practicing calligraphy, and after Sheng'er nodded in a daze, she tilted her head and blinked innocently.

He asked: "Mom, what do you mean by this sentence?"

"This." Lin Chuqian was a little hesitant, fearing that her cultural level would not match Bai Jingjing again, but looking at his bewildered eyes, she felt that she could not deceive her younger brother.

She frowned, looked at the copybook and said: "The meaning of this sentence is that when everyone in the world knows what beauty looks like, then the standard of unbeautiful will be created. When they know what good looks like, then the standard for evil will also be created. come behind."

Sheng'er seemed to understand but half understood, frowning. "Just like if I know who is right, I know who is not good to me?"

"That's right, that's pretty much what it means." Lin Chuqian was very pleased, thinking that this little brat had a good understanding.Can draw inferences about other cases from one instance.

Sheng'er grinned coquettishly, and continued to practice calligraphy, but before finishing a paragraph, he would humbly ask the meaning of the sentence.

Lin Chuqian was quite patient, so she explained to him just like tutoring her niece to write.

Among them: "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and treat all things as straw dogs, saints are not benevolent, and treat the common people as straw dogs."

Sheng'er listened thoughtfully, her immature face carried a deepness that didn't match her age.

She couldn't help chuckling when she saw it, stretched out her hand to pinch his cheek, and said jokingly, "Why, do you have any unique insights into this sentence?"

"No." Sheng'er grinned her teeth after being pinched, and muttered in a low voice: "I just think this sentence is very interesting."

Lin Chuqian smiled and felt that even at such a young age, he could not understand the mysteries of the Tao Te Ching.

(End of this chapter)