lucky son

The original owner's name is Nian Kangle, and it can be seen from the name that the elders who named him hoped that he would be healthy and happy.It's a pity that such a beautiful wish is destined to miss the original body.

Yuanshen's mother, Nian Shi, is a great beauty, and his father, Nian Xiangfei, is also handsome and handsome, so the child they gave birth to is naturally not bad in appearance.It's a pity that the original body's heart disease was too serious, his body was thin and skinny, his face was sickly, and his lips were still blue and purple. At first glance, he looked very decadent and non-mainstream, and his aesthetics was very different from that of normal people. .

It can be said that this has created a low point in the appearance of Meng Hui's possessed body.

After looking at himself in the mirror for a long time, Meng Hui sighed and began to think about the tasks in this world.

The Son of Destiny is very far away from him now, and the ball of light can only faintly detect that the other party is located in the southeast of them, but cannot determine the specific location.For this reason, Meng Hui searched for a long time in the geographical illustration book in his original house, and guessed that the other party was probably in Zishi—a huge commercial port located on the coast, where the "Mother River" that runs through the country also enters the sea. Therefore, the economy is very developed, and it can be called a battleground for military strategists.If the son of luck wants to make a fortune, it is absolutely impossible to let this city go.

Speaking of which, when the own system entered the world, the positioning of the child of luck has become increasingly blurred.

In the beginning, the body that Meng Hui possessed after entering the world was extremely close to his mission goal—otherwise, he would not have arrived in the first world just in time, and successfully picked up the body of Zheng Wenrui who almost died of illness.And then, it seemed that every time he entered the world, Meng Hui would be a little further away from the mission target, but this change was not obvious, and it never attracted the attention of Meng Hui and Guangqiu.

Until the last few worlds, such changes were impossible to ignore.In the seventh plane, Meng Hui and Jiang Shulang are still in the urban area of ​​the same city. In the eighth plane, the place where he entered the world was moved to the remote suburbs of the capital where Xiao Yao is, and this world is even more exaggerated. They are already in two cities.

Meng Hui felt that this was also because the "Child of Luck" was getting stronger and stronger, and had gradually lost control of the main system.

Because of his poor health, his family members who wished to lock him in the greenhouse would definitely not agree to his trek to Zishi, so Meng Hui had to think long-term about finding the son of luck.

Fortunately, according to his deduction, the current Son of Luck should be able to independently cope with the suppression of world consciousness, so Meng Hui doesn't have to rush over to help regardless of his own safety.

The more important thing right now is to take care of this weak and sickly body as much as possible, and then think about how to let the mother of the original body accept those new ideas that women should be independent.

Recently, Meng Hui also tested Nian's attitude towards the new trend of thought, but the result was not good.Nian simply hated these new ideas that made her husband alienate him, and even wanted to abandon him. If it wasn't for his son's strong request to read some progressive publications, Nian would never let these things appear in his sight within the range.

When a person rejects and dislikes something from the bottom of his heart, even if that thing is correct and beneficial, it is impossible to accept it at all.Therefore, Meng Hui had no way of changing Nian's clan.

——Sure enough, he still prefers those missions of revenge. Meng Hui really can't do it like a little angel who spreads love and freedom.

After testing Nian's acceptance of the new trend of thought, Meng Hui began to test her attitude towards Nian Xiangfei.

Nian Xiangfei is a gifted scholar. He often publishes new-style poems and prose of mandarin ducks and butterflies, gifted scholars and beautiful ladies in progressive books.For these beautiful poems, Meng Hui, who has no literary accomplishment, could not appreciate them. However, this did not prevent him from showing a false appreciation for them.

Due to his thin body, Meng Hui's wrists were weak, so the handwriting imitated by the original body was delicate and soft, which was quite suitable for these romantic poems.When Mr. Shi entered the house, he saw his son transcribing a poem in a new style facing a progressive publication, and subconsciously frowned.

Walking quietly behind Meng Hui, Nian was about to ask his son to take a break when he saw the three characters "Nian Xiangfei" written on the top of the rice paper, which had been deliberately enlarged by Meng Hui.

Immediately, Nian closed his mouth and stared blankly, watching Meng Hui finish the whole poem slowly and seriously.

Nian Xiangfei was born in the landlord class, and his family was rich, otherwise he would not have been sent to a modern school.And the Nian family, who was able to marry into the Nian family, was naturally not low-born.When she was young, she studied with female masters for a period of time, but because of the idea that "a woman is virtuous if she has no talent", she stopped further studies after only knowing the characters, and instead learned some female virtues and female red workers.

Regarding the ambiguous poems and essays written by Nian Xiangfei, Nian knew every word, but he couldn't understand the meaning when they were linked together.Because her husband wanted to abandon her on the grounds that she did not have a common language, Nian was very sad. She also tried to learn and understand these things her husband loved, but her literary level was not high, and her progress was very slow, and she was quickly taken home by her husband. Xinhuan's heart was broken, and she completely gave up her original plan to learn, and turned to hate these things, and avoided them as much as possible.

However, watching his son transcribe her husband's poems, Nian couldn't help thinking of those days of studying all night, and couldn't help being in a trance for a while.It wasn't until Meng Hui put down his brush and turned his head to look at her quietly for a while that Nian finally came back to his senses.

"Le'er, you just recovered, why did you get out of bed to practice calligraphy? Go back to bed and rest." He raised his hand and stroked Meng Hui's thin cheek, Nian was very worried.

"It's okay, mother. After lying down for so long, I feel my whole body is stiff. I just want to get out of bed and move around. It's just sitting and practicing calligraphy. It's okay." Meng Hui smiled and held Nian's hand, Turning his gaze back to the rice paper on the table, "Mother, son, let me read you poems. I'll read father's poems."

Nian would never refuse his son's words. Even though he was conflicted, he still nodded and obediently sat on the chair next to him.

Meng Hui cleared his throat and began to recite the poems of the original owner's father.Due to the lack of energy in his middle, Meng Hui's voice was very soft, but it was very pleasant to listen to.Even though Nian didn't quite understand, the tense expression on his face gradually eased, and he even showed a slight smile.

A poem is very short, and it is finished in a blink of an eye.But Meng Hui didn't stop, but changed the subject and began to read the meaning of this poem for Nian Shi.

Although he doesn't know how to write poetry, Meng Hui can still analyze and comment on a love poem.The obscure and hazy poems quickly became clear under his explanation. Listening to Meng Hui's explanation, Nian felt a little dazed, and couldn't help but think of the time when he just married Nian Xiangfei.

At that time, Nian Xiangfei hadn't left home to study, the two were outstanding in appearance, and they were newlyweds, so they had been in love for a while.It is precisely because of this previous relationship that Nian's heart is firmly tied to Nian Xiangfei, and when he learns that her husband has another love, she will be hit hard and almost collapsed.

Recalling her husband's tenderness towards her, and recalling the cold and contemptuous eyes he looked at her not long ago, Nian's heart was sour, but she still pulled herself together and smiled gently at her son: "Le'er is so nice!" Amazing, you know so much! Mother didn't understand these poems at first, but after listening to Le'er, she understood everything."

Seeing Nian's forced smile, Meng Hui sighed in his heart, and couldn't bear to continue to provoke him - he could see that Nian still had nostalgia for that scumbag husband who abandoned his wife. If Meng Hui wants to follow the original wish and find someone to rely on for her, it may be difficult to accept the female morality education that is devoted to the whole life and the husband is the sky.

Therefore, pulling the red line or something can only be considered after Nianshi's thinking has changed.Of course, if Nian's heart is dead set on Nian Xiangfei, Meng Hui can still catch Nian Xiangfei and use some means to completely hypnotize him, making him a good man at home—but such an approach is not good for the poor As far as Nian Shi is concerned, it is a bit too perfunctory, and it is really disgusting.

So, in a circle, everything went back to the original starting point - how to teach Nian who rejects new culture and new trends of thought.

Meng Hui had a headache, and his eyes fell on the poems he had copied. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and showed a shy smile: "Actually, mother, my son secretly imitated his father and wrote a poem in a new style... Mother, do you want to watch it?"

"Really?" Hearing what Meng Hui said, Nian's eyes lit up suddenly, and he nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, Le'er, show it to mother!" As she spoke, she also forgot that she just wanted to urge her son to go to bed and rest I personally help him moisten the pen and dip the ink.

Meng Hui laid out a new piece of rice paper, took the brush from Nianshi, and began to write poems.

He was born with no culture, so naturally he did not write this poem, but plagiarized a literary master from the fifth plane.

The poems and essays of this literary master are also famous for their beautiful rhetoric, but their artistic conception is more profound and far-reaching than the shallow thoughts of young people like Nian Xiangfei.Not only is it fascinating to read, but it also has a benevolent heart of worrying about the country and the people, as well as thinking and looking forward to the future of the motherland. It is worth savoring and reflecting over and over again.

As a defender, Meng Hui has no psychological burden to plagiarize such a respected literary master.Defenders don't care what kind of fame and wealth they have achieved in a world, these are nothing more than passing clouds to them, and they don't care whether the way they achieve success is reasonable or legal.Everything must be based on the fastest and most efficient task completion.

When Meng Hui was writing poems, Nian stood beside him and watched carefully, as if he wanted to engrave every word and every sentence in his mind.

When Meng Hui finished writing, Nian clutched his chest and looked at him with burning eyes, without concealing his pride and admiration: "My son's poems are really good!" How to praise one's own son can only adopt the most plain comparison method, "It's better than what your father wrote!"

——In Nian's heart, his husband was the smartest and most talented person, but now, this position is going to his son.

Hearing Nian's praise, Meng Hui didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart, but his pale face was flushed with embarrassment: "Can mother understand my poems?"

"I don't quite understand it." Nian was very honest with his son, "But even if mother can't understand it, it feels smooth and happy to read it, like a song."

Poetry and poetry, the two are inseparable. The beauty of the rhythm of poetry is connected with music. Even if you don't understand its meaning, you will feel pleasant and intimate when you read it.

Meng Hui smiled, and told Nian the main idea of ​​the poem, and then looked at the "New Literature" magazine that published Nian Xiangfei's poems with some embarrassment: "Mother, my son wants to submit this poem to "New Literature" , What do you think?" After a pause, his face blushed and his eyes sparkled, "My son wants to be featured in a magazine that publishes his father's poems, and he wants his father to see his son's poems."

It is quite normal for a son to have expectations and longings for his father. Even though the father treats his family poorly, his image in the outside world is doing well. The son has heard a lot of praise for his father. Naturally, he also wanted to emulate his father and get his approval.

——It's all because she is useless, being disliked by her husband, and causing her son to lose his father's love, so she can only rely on this method to follow in his father's footsteps.

Nian's heart was sour, he raised his hand to touch his son's withered hair, almost choked up tears, but still nodded with a forced smile: "Okay, mother will help you send this poem. Le'er's poem Well done, it will definitely be featured in a magazine."

Meng Hui smiled as if relieved.

To be honest, Meng Hui chose this literary master to plagiarize, not only because he has a little in common with Nian Xiangfei in the choice of words and sentences, but also because the other party was famous in the fifth generation, even in a war-torn Middle East. Meng Hui, who was running around, and He Chen, the son of luck, also read and talked about his masterpieces.

——If the child of luck in this world regained the memory of being He Chen early, then seeing the poems and essays published in the magazine might arouse a sense of familiarity.And as long as there is any doubt, as long as there is still obsession with Meng Hui, with the Son of Luck's meticulous thinking and strong desire to control, he will definitely try his best to follow this clue and meet Meng Hui again.

Of course, if the other party didn't read the poem, or didn't think of anything, Meng Hui wouldn't be at a loss.After the trial just now, he found that although Nian was very resistant to new trends of thought, when facing the people she cared about, this resistance was completely negligible.

Even though Nian Xiangfei abandoned her, Nian still wanted to read his poems, and when the person who wrote poems and essays became the son she cared about most, this love for Ai Wu and Wu became even stronger.

Meng Hui felt that the best way for Nian to let go of her prejudices and carefully read and study these articles containing new ideas was that these articles were written by people she loved and longed to know.Meng Hui's own literary quality is not high, he can't write those amazing poems and prose, he can only refer to other people's works, and the literary master he just plagiarized is one of the female liberators calling for women to be independent .

It is appropriate to use his articles to change Nian's thinking.

After receiving Meng Hui's order, Guangqiu immediately found the records of the fifth world, and collected and sorted out the works of this literary master, so that the host can use them at any time.

And his two missions finally got a little settled, and Meng Hui finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a lot more at ease.

Next, he plagiarized the godmother of the article while recuperating, and waited for the son of luck to come to his door by himself.

The author has something to say: Thank you Ashley for throwing mines =333=