Thank you, people are forced to raise cubs in the prehistoric

Chapter 368
Xu Xingrui lowered her head and said nothing, her eye circles became red.

"What? Reluctant?"

Although they have only been together for a few days, they have developed feelings for each other, and Lin Xiaoqiu actually feels a little bit reluctant.

"No, I'm just... except for my sister, no one has ever treated me so well, I know."

Xu Xingrui took a deep breath and held back her tears, "I know, my sister and I are not from the same world, we are destined to be separated, I am really happy these days with my sister, it is my sister who made me realize This world is a magical place, a beautiful place, no matter where I am in the future, I will always remember my sister."

"good."

Lin Xiaoqiu patted her head and asked softly, "Do you want me to take you back?"

"No, my sister said it's all right, so it must be all right."

Xu Xingrui shook her head.

She didn't have anything to do, so she bowed to Lin Xiaoqiu and ran out of the fruit shop.

"Hey? Why are you running so fast? I haven't gotten the money yet. Taiyi, please help her send the gold in my room to her."

Lin Xiaoqiu went to the yard to meet Tai.

"Okay." Taiyi agreed and went to work.

Bai Ze's gaze swept over Tai Yi.

"It has regained its memory now, and it can remember everything." Lin Xiaoqiu hurriedly told Bai Ze the good news.

"En." Bai Ze didn't respond to this, but calmly agreed.

"That little girl is called Xu Xingrui. She was a pipa master in her previous life, and she is a sister to my clone named Daji."

"Ah."

"By the way, let me tell you, Yang Mei turned into a worry flower during the calamity. It actually became interested in Hongjun, and Hongjun took the opportunity to retaliate against it. Now the two of them are fighting in chaos."

"Ah."

Lin Xiaoqiu wanted to find some topics to distract Bai Ze, but she tried hard for a long time, but she couldn't find any topics that Bai Ze was interested in.

In the end, she could only go back to draw the line in desperation.

Bai Ze stood behind her and watched quietly.

"Qiuqiu, is he new to you?"

Huohuo came back from Beigong's house, jumped on the table and stared at Bai Ze curiously.

Huohuo's words reminded Lin Xiaoqiu, and Lin Xiaoqiu made Bai Ze change back.

"So it's Bai Ze."

Huohuo has no interest in it, so he talked to Lin Xiaoqiu about what happened at Beigong's house, "Qiuqiu, let me tell you, I didn't know before that the God of Earth lived in our Beigong's house Underground, I met him when I went back!"

"Yes, is that so? Did you say anything?" Lin Xiaoqiu asked.

"He called me Daxian, and asked me where I practiced."

Huohuo became more and more excited as he talked, and even rolled on the table.

"Really? It's so interesting." Lin Xiaoqiu said.

"Yeah, it was fun, and then we..." Huo Huo happily described the situation at that time.

The days passed day by day like this, Lin Xiaoqiu thought Xu Xingrui would come back to take a look, but only found out after hearing Jinbing talk about it.

Xu Xingrui's grandmother came and heard that she was going to be sold, and took her back to her home in anger.

Xu Xingrui's grandmother's house is far away, and she probably won't be able to come back.

Recently, Bai Ze found a new hobby, practicing calligraphy.

When Lin Xiaoqiu was drawing lines and copying the rules, it practiced calligraphy beside her.

Lin Xiaoqiu was bored with writing, so she leaned over curiously to see what it wrote, but found that it was all in traditional Chinese characters, and she could only recognize a few, so she could only secretly type into Jinbing: read it to me.

"Thin smoke and hidden colors paint light dreams, and the wind and clouds make it difficult to travel on the road. The autumn colors are flooded with a lamp, and the sky is not illuminated by the mountain road." Jinbing said.

Lin Xiaoqiu felt strange, so she typed again: Which poet wrote this?

"No one in the ancient world wrote this poem. It should have been written by Bai Ze himself." Jin Bing said.

"I wrote it myself, so amazing."

Lin Xiaoqiu was so surprised that she forgot to type and said it directly.

"Wow, did you write it yourself? Let me see it too." Huo Huo curiously flew to Lin Xiaoqiu's side to watch.

"It was just written indiscriminately, which made the teacher laugh."

Bai Ze was so engrossed in writing just now that he didn't notice Lin Xiaoqiu coming over. Hearing her voice, his eyes dodged a little, and he pulled out a piece of paper from underneath, pretending to change a piece of paper.

"Hey? Don't move, show me what this means."

Lin Xiaoqiu picked up the poem.

"It's not interesting, it's just expressing your feelings at will." Bai Ze wanted to snatch it back, but he didn't take action.

"Let me see what you are expressing. I'm telling you that I used to get perfect scores in my appreciation of ancient poetry. Let me explain it to you."

When Lin Xiaoqiu said this, Bai Ze frowned slightly.

Lin Xiaoqiu stared at it for a while.

Although Jinbing had already read it once, she didn't remember it.

She could only look at Jinbing in a low voice, "Translate this in simplified Chinese."

"Yes."

Jinbing agreed, and a system panel appeared in front of Lin Xiaoqiu, on which was the simplified Chinese version of the poem.

"Ahem, let me see, the literal meaning of this poem, the first two sentences describe the smog and strong wind, so it is difficult to drive, and then it is said that a lamp is carried, but it is not used to illuminate the mountain road. , but according to the dawn. I understand! The focus of this poem is on the last two lines, according to the dawn, which means that it is very dark now, expressing the author’s sad emotions and expressing the author’s love for life..."

Speaking of this, Lin Xiaoqiu suddenly felt something was wrong.

amount……

The author of this poem seems to be Bai Ze, and it seems that it is not right to apply the formula of poetry analysis to it.

Hearing her explanation, Bai Ze's slightly frowned brows eased a little.

"Qiuqiu, here is the word Autumn, Bai Ze must be writing about you." Huohuo pointed at the word Autumn on the paper with his little paw.

"Oh, what they said here means autumn, not my name." Lin Xiaoqiu corrected.

"Then Qiuqiu is also autumn, autumn is also autumn, there is no difference." Huo Huo said unconvinced.

"What are we both arguing about here? The original author is here. Just ask, Bai Ze, what does the word Autumn mean?" Lin Xiaoqiu looked at Bai Ze and asked.

"Autumn is indeed a season." Bai Ze said.

"Look, I'll just say it means autumn." Lin Xiaoqiu said proudly to Huo Huo.

"Well, what Qiuqiu said is correct."

Huo Huo didn't have much intention to talk back to Lin Xiaoqiu, but after hearing what Bai Ze said, he immediately surrendered.

Bai Ze took the poem back from Lin Xiaoqiu's hand.

Lin Xiaoqiu sat back in her seat, pretending to continue to draw lines, but actually started the live broadcast secretly to share this poem with her friends.

Anchor: Do you know?Bai Ze just wrote a poem!
Giving birth to Xiaojin for my brother: Ahhh, is brother Bai Ze so powerful?Show us soon!
Lin Xiaoqiu immediately posted the poem.

Fainted in the live broadcast room: Where is the Chinese teacher, come and translate.

Chinese teacher: It’s basically expressing feelings through the scenery. It looks a bit depressed, but the word “hidden” in the first sentence has a hidden meaning. The popular interpretation of “shallow dream” is a dream of vanity, hiding a dream of vanity, then it means Feeling afraid to show it.

Big brother kills me: As expected of a Chinese teacher, he is amazing. Can the teacher see what emotions it hides?

Chinese teacher: I can’t tell, but from the last sentence, this lamp is obviously used for lighting, but it can’t be used. I can only wait for the sky to light up, which means that there is no hope for this matter and can only be buried in my heart.

(End of this chapter)