Mushroom House: Loyal family, exposed by daughter

"The pavilion is full of smoke and smoke, and there is a sound of killing at the frontier. The flag of the Yang family rises alone, marches out, and is surrounded..."

"Bloodwashing the Golden Sands, Ling Gongjian, helpless, hating treacherous men, starving to death, anger can't be appeased..."

"..."

When hearing what Zhong Shan said.

Yang Nan's pupils gradually dilated, and her eyes revealed a bit of shock.

but.

No one noticed Yang Nan's subtle changes.

Because everyone at this time was complaining about Zhongshan's behavior.

good guy...

Just smoke if you think about it...

What does it mean that you have recited a poem? ? ?

Just when everyone was suspicious of Zhongshan.

Except Zhongshan's voice.

Another voice came to their ears.

"After the rain breaks, the rice fields are quiet, and the cowboys are herding. The sound of the willow flute."

"The rivers and mountains are still there, the strings, books and drums, and the world listens. The vicissitudes of life are gone, and there is always regret, what is it?"

"Three generations of bloody battles to protect the country, outside the Yanmen, the old way mourns. The whole family is loyal and fierce, and the people's memories are turbid..."

"How to break the legacy?"

"..."

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Chapter 10: I have never seen this kind of father in my life!

When the second voice sounded.

Everyone followed the voice with curious eyes.

For them.

I don't even know what the poem Zhong Shankou meant.

Don't say you know what it means.

Even listening, they have never heard of it.

So when I heard that there are still people who know this poem.

They all felt surprised.

but.

When she saw Yang Nan was serious, with her small cherry mouth open, she was reading poems with Zhong Shan.

The astonishment in everyone's eyes turned into shock.

Even Teacher Huang.

She also looked at Yang Nan with shocked eyes.

Although Mr. Huang thinks he is knowledgeable.

But he had to admit it.

As for Zhongshan's poems, he could only understand the meaning of them.

As for where the poem came from, and who wrote it.

He didn't know either.

But even he is unfamiliar with poetry.

Now Yang Nan spoke out along with Zhong Shan skillfully.

Even listen to the poetry contained in it.

Yang Nan, who is only eleven or twelve years old, is more colorful than Zhongshan.

How could Teacher Huang not be shocked by this.

It's just a poem.

Zhongshan looked at the camera again, and said to Mr. Huang in surprise.

"Xiao Huang... Did someone recite this poem with me just now?"

Teacher Huang took a deep breath and nodded.

Then he pointed the camera of the phone at Yang Nan.

"Old Zhong, it was this little girl just now..."

"it is good!"

When seeing Yang Nan's immature appearance.

Zhong Shan nodded in satisfaction, and couldn't help but praise Yang Nan.

"You can know such uncommon poems."

"It's much better than those little girls in today's society."

"..."

Hear Zhongshan's words.

Many viewers who were parents in the live broadcast room, their faces suddenly fell.

Many of their children are about the same age as Yang Nan.

As the saying goes.

There is no harm without comparison.

Look at Yang Nan.

He was thrown here by Yang Xiu to live alone.

Not only does he take good care of himself, but he also takes the initiative to practice martial arts.

How can he recite such uncommon poems...

Look at your child again...

At the age of [-] or [-], they started to engage in object makeup and so on, and they were already Amitabha.

Just as many viewers made up their minds.

wait for my child

When the son came back, he wanted them to take a good look at Yang Nan.

Yang Nan looked at Zhongshan on the phone and said with a smile.

"Thank you, grandpa, for your compliment. This poem was taught to me by my father."

Everyone: "..."

When I heard Yang Nan say.

This poem turned out to be when Yang Xiu taught her.

Except for Zhongshan.

Everyone's brains have fallen into a blank.

Leaving my daughter here...

And teach her poetry...

Why is this a bit of a feeling of standing up and down again? !

However, Zhongshan who didn't know what happened.

He nodded in satisfaction.

Such parents are enough.

Much better than those parents who know how to hold a mobile phone now.

After complimenting Yang Xiu in my heart.

Zhong Shan couldn't help but asked Yang Nan: "Yes, little girl."

"Is your father there?"

"I have something to discuss with him."

"..."

Hearing Zhongshan's question.

Yang Nan smiled and shook her head: "He's not here..."

"Oh..."

Zhongshan nodded.

But I didn't pay much attention to it, I just thought that the father of the little girl opposite was out to do some business.

At this moment, he just wanted to see if he could discuss with the collectors of these armored weapons.

See if you can, let the people in their research institute do further research.

Even if the people in their research institute have done research in the past.

Because just now.

Regarding these armors and weapons, Zhongshan already had a vague guess in his heart.

But is this guess correct.

Can't see it through the phone at all.

of course.

If these armor and weapon collectors.

Be able to take the initiative to hand over these things to the state.

Then Zhongshan will definitely go crazy with joy.

But for this kind of thing, Zhongshan didn't have any hope in his heart.

After all, no one in this society is a fool...

How could such a precious collection of cultural relics be chosen to exchange for those pennants?

As for the compulsory handing over of cultural relics.

Huaxia has not appeared for many years.

But just thinking about it in Zhongshan.

When the other party comes back how to request.

But I heard Yang Nan think and say: "The last time I saw my father was two years ago."

"As for when he will come back this time, I'm not too sure."

"But grandpa, if you have something to do, you can tell me~

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