Da'an's best son-in-law

The children at Songyue Academy were trained by Mr. Song to be quite proud, and their foundations were also very good. For most of what Ye Chen said, there were people who could give him feedback. What's more, they could even quote scriptures and draw inferences.

Since coming to the Wei family, Ye Chen, apart from studying in the courtyard, has gone to the city with Lian'er to wander around. Now that he has an errand, he is teaching very hard. His way of speaking was somewhat different from other gentlemen in the academy. Other people's requirements are to read the article aloud first, and then read it with shaking head. After reading it five times, they are required to recite it reluctantly, and after reading it twenty times, they are required to be able to recite it naturally.

Ye Chen strongly disagrees with this method. Today's children are at their most energetic age and have many ideas. If they all fall into the stereotypes of these articles, what kind of literary talent can they achieve? So in his class, there was no requirement to memorize by rote. Instead, he and his students discussed the bizarre world of "Peach Blossom Spring".

Speaking of Ye Chen's rise, he couldn't help but tell everyone some fresh stories such as "Journey to the West". Everyone just thought that Ye Chen made it up himself. Everyone, including Lian'er, listened with gusto and made a big fuss about it. In the sky, there were people clapping their hands and applauding, as if they were talking about storytelling. It was so lively that it caused other disciples to look around.

About two hours later, Ye Chen saw that it was getting late, so he saluted his students and took Lian'er back home.

Because the Mid-Autumn Festival has been approaching recently, the moon is already very round. On the way back, Lian'er seemed to have not heard enough. She was addicted to pestering Ye Chen to listen to his stories, so he had no choice but to tell her stories again. Tell her the stories you know about Chang'e and the Jade Rabbit.

While talking and walking like this, the two finally returned to the courtyard.

The business at Wei's silk shop didn't seem too busy today. When I went back, I saw Wei Yanran sitting on the stone table in the middle of the yard, holding her chin and looking at the moon in a daze. The look of a little woman displayed by Ye Chen was something that Ye Chen had never seen in these days. When he saw the two people coming back, he quickly put away his arms and his expression became normal.

Ye Chen smiled, walked to the stone table and sat down, looked up at the sky, and praised "Good Moon"

Wei Yanran also nodded slightly.

"Husband, have you been to the academy today? How was it?"

"The children of the Wei family are very spiritual and study seriously."

Hearing Ye Chen's answer, Wei Yanran frowned slightly. What she actually wanted to ask was how Ye Chen was doing at the academy that day. When the latter answered like this, she was at a loss to speak.

In the end, Lian'er came forward to break the embarrassment.

"Miss, you don't know how prestigious my uncle is in the academy. That Chen Wangbo of the Chen family..."

While recounting Ye Chen's heroic deeds in the academy today, the little girl danced and imitated their actions, which made Ye Chen and Wei Yanran laugh as they watched her story.

"The grass grows on the plains, and the grass dries up every year."

When she heard the poem written by Ye Chen, Wei Yanran's face was somewhat moved. There are quite a few poems written in cursive, but those written with such neat contrasts and profound meanings are indeed rare.

"I didn't expect that my husband has such literary talent."

Wei Yanran looked at Ye Chen quietly with her beautiful eyes and said softly

"Where, where, it is not written by me, but a poem written by a close friend in the past. I just quoted it today for emergency purposes."

What Ye Chen said was half true and half false, but Wei Yanran in front of her didn't believe it at all. Her husband seemed to be getting more and more mysterious. At first, she only thought he was a mediocre man, and she was willing to treat him with respect, but Ye Chen Such literary talent and skill made her a little overwhelmed.

"It's getting late, husband, please rest early"

After saying this, Wei Yanran stood up and left. The moonlight hit her behind, and the shadow seemed to look cooler.

In the days when Ye Chen first came, Wei Yanran was superficially affectionate towards him, but deep down she exuded a kind of indifference that would repel people thousands of miles away. But as we get along for a long time, this sense of indifference and boundary seems to be blurring and dissolving bit by bit as the two people get along.

After sitting alone in the yard and watching the moon for a while, Ye Chen felt a little bored, so he asked Lian'er to bring the Go chess from the house.

"Uncle, I don't know how to play Go," Lian'er quickly explained after hearing Ye Chen's instructions.

No, Ye Chen had to give up. The only chess entertainment here was Go and Xiangqi. Xiao Xing and Lian'er didn't know these two types of games. Wei Yanran had a lot of things to do, so he couldn't let her play chess with him. . Since then, Ye Chen can only entertain himself every day.

Just when he wanted to give up and go back to reading, a wonderful idea suddenly appeared. "Lian'er, is there some harder rice paper here? Bring me a few sheets, a knife and a writing brush."

Although she didn't know what Ye Chen wanted to do, Lian'er still found all these things for him very neatly.

"Uncle, what are you doing with these things?"

Ye Chen smiled, spread the rice paper on the table, and cut it out piece by piece. "You'll know in a moment"

So, Lian'er sat next to her and watched Ye Chen cut the rice paper into fifty-four small pieces, but she still felt it was too thin, so she asked her to find some glue, glue a few pieces together, and weighed it again. After a few strokes, she felt that the weight was enough. After finishing this, Ye Chen picked up the brush again and wrote some font sizes that she could not understand.

"It's done!" After writing the last card, Ye Chen stretched out and made a deck of cards by himself. It was not as simple as he thought.

"Lian'er, go and call Xiao Xing over. I'll teach you two how to play."

Lian'er, who couldn't wait any longer, hurriedly ran into the house and hurriedly pulled Xiao Xing out who was cleaning. The three people sat at the table, and Ye Chen told them about the core gameplay of poker. It was the first time for the two little maids to see such a novel thing, and they listened very seriously with their little heads.

After explaining the rules, Ye Chen organized the two of them to play a game to find out their feelings. The most important thing about poker is to remember the cards. Although Ye Chen was not good at gambling in his previous life, he rarely lost when playing poker with others because he could always clearly remember all the cards he played. .

He had already prepared the first game for the two little maids to let them get familiar with each other, but unexpectedly, the two of them seemed to understand the poker cards very quickly, and they did not play according to the routine at all. It was obviously a bomb but it was defused. They became three and one, making it impossible for him to guess what the two of them were thinking.

After a few games like this, he, the landowner, was killed by two little girls.

After all, Wei Yanran was also a girl under twenty years old. She was originally handling accounts, but when she heard the bursts of cheers coming from downstairs, her curiosity was aroused. Occasionally, she leaned against the window to look at Ye Chen and the others. of cards.

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