A foreign city, dear you

The ancient poem on the back of Lanshan is "Spring Dawn".

Lan Shan did recite it fluently, but the version of "Spring Dawn" he recited was in dialect, which sounded very awkward and a little funny.

Apart from family members, who can understand the ancient poems recited like this?

"Mom, am I not reciting well?" Xiao Lanshan asked strangely when he saw Ye Lian stunned for a moment.

"Shanshan's memorization is great!" Ye Lian quickly restored her smile and gave Lanshan a thumbs up.

Little Lanshan smiled happily again, with bright eyes.

"Who taught you to memorize ancient poems?" Ye Lian asked.

"Grandma." Xiao Lanshan tilted his head and said.

Ye Lian guessed that she was Lanshan's grandmother, but she couldn't read.

Ye Lian pulled Lanshan into her arms and told him lovingly and seriously: "Shanshan recites ancient poems very well, but ancient poems need to be memorized in Mandarin to make them sound nice and beautiful."

Little Lanshan nodded in understanding.

"Can mom teach you how to read in Mandarin?"

"Okay." Lanshan was so obedient.

"Chun - Xiao -" Ye Lian protracted the pronunciation, deliberately pronouncing each word accurately, and then asked Lan Shan to read along.

"qun— xiu — (dialect pronunciation)" Lanshan didn't seem to hear it, but still pronounced it in dialect.

once, twice, three times...

Ye Lian patiently taught and corrected Lanshan's pronunciation. It took a lot of effort to make Lanshan's pronunciation closer to Mandarin. But after a while, when he tried Lanshan again, he returned to dialect.

It's as if Lanshan's memory has been coated with a layer of isolation. Previous memories cannot be erased, and new memories cannot be formed.

Ye Lian was so frustrated that she had to give up temporarily.

Ye Lian felt that this was a very serious question and she needed to ask it clearly.

She called Grandma Lanshan over who was cleaning in the kitchen.

"Mom, was it you who taught Lan Shan to recite the poem "Spring Dawn"?"

"Yes."

"Aren't you illiterate?"

"I see others teach me this way, so I teach you this way, otherwise I'm afraid Shanshan won't be able to keep up." The old man's tone was full of pride, and her expression seemed to say, "Look at how smart I am, and I didn't let Shanshan lose." Starting line, right?”

Although Grandma Lanshan is poor, she has been very strong throughout her life and does not want to be left behind in anything.

She also requires the same for her children.

When Cao Xueqian was a child, he was naughty and often took advantage of her sticks.

Now she naturally doesn't want her grandson to fall behind other children.

Perhaps because she saw other children in the village reciting ancient poems early, she was not willing to be outdone and taught Xiao Lanshan how to recite ancient poems.

"Mom, this poem is taught incorrectly."

"What's wrong?"

"It's Chunxiao, not qun xiu."

"Yes, qun xiu." Grandma seemed unaware of the difference in pronunciation between the two.

As if she wasn't satisfied, she recited the entire poem in one breath.

It's really chicken and duck talking.

Ye Lian couldn't laugh or cry.

If the poet Meng Haoran had any knowledge, he would probably feel so sad that he would beat his chest and beat his feet when he heard Grandma Lanshan drawling her voice and reciting his poems in dialect as if she was rapping.

"Mom," Ye Lian said, "Don't teach Lanshan ancient poetry anymore. It's hard to correct mistakes you make."

As soon as Ye Lian finished speaking, grandma became unhappy.

She didn't care if Ye Lian had anything to say and walked away.

Ye Lian was also helpless.

Today is the first day of work after the new year. There is no need to work overtime in the factory. It is rare for Cao Xueqian to get off work at a normal time.

Ye Lian was very happy that the whole family could have dinner together.

Dinner was cooked by Grandma Lanshan.

The food cooked by Grandma Lanshan is not delicious, but it is filling.

Ye Lian has not cooked seriously yet, so she is not confident in cooking for five people. She always pretends that she has something to do and has no time to cook, so she avoids cooking.

Although Grandma Lanshan said to Lanshan several times: "Shanshan, when can I taste the food cooked by my mother?" Ye Lian also pretended not to hear it.

Today's dishes are also simple: fried meat with shredded potatoes, fried eggs with tomatoes, and a green vegetable. It is light and tasteless, but Ye Lian eats the ready-made ones and can't say anything.

While filling herself up, she tried to feed Lanshan.

But Xiao Lanshan is weird. He has been in Yancheng for more than ten days. Although he and Ye Lian are inseparable during the day, at night, he only wants to stay with grandma as long as he is at home.

Not to mention letting him sleep with Ye Lian at night, even when feeding Ye Lian, he is not very willing to open his mouth to receive it. He only wants grandma to feed him, and when grandma feeds him, he opens his mouth wide. .

Ye Lian tried several times, but all in vain. Lan Shan just kept her mouth shut and refused to answer, feeling a little annoyed.

Upon seeing this, Cao Xueqian quietly patted her back to comfort her and told her not to be impatient.

Before the meal was finished, Lanshan said he was going to poop.

Ye Lian quickly stood up and wanted to take him to the toilet.

But Xiao Lanshan wanted to push her away, and while pushing her, he said, "I want grandma."

"Grandma is still eating." Ye Lian said.

"No, I want grandma, I want grandma..."

"I can't fall in love with you!" Ye Lian was suddenly very angry. She suddenly let go of Lan Shan, stopped eating, and came to the room angrily.

His biological son is not in a heart-to-heart relationship with her as a mother, but is closest to his grandma!

She felt that her motherly heart was so hurt!

Upon seeing this, Cao Xueqian also followed to the room.

"Children are like this. They will kiss whoever takes care of them more. Don't be anxious. They will naturally kiss you as they stay with you for a long time. Why are you angry with your own son?" Cao Xueqian advised. road.

That's what she said, but Ye Lian was angry just now, and she couldn't explain why.

"Don't be angry, let's go eat." Cao Xueqian advised, while dragging Ye Lian to eat.

Ye Lian couldn't bear to let Cao Xueqian coax her all the time, so she returned to the dining table and continued eating as if nothing had happened.

After dinner, Ye Lian and Cao Xueqian took Xiao Lanshan to play downstairs.

Lan Shan saw a child he had just met and was very happy to play with him.

When Ye Lian saw Lan Shan playing, she didn't speak for a long time and looked thoughtful.

"What are you thinking about?" Cao Xueqian asked Ye Lian.

"I was thinking about Lanshan."

"whats the matter?"

"Mom said they would take Lanshan back to his hometown when my school starts, but I want Lanshan to stay with us."

"Afraid that Lanshan won't kiss us again when he goes back to his hometown?"

"This is one reason. A child who is separated from his parents for a long time is definitely not conducive to the family relationship with his parents."

"Then there is another reason?"

Ye Lian looked at Cao Xueqian and said: "That is Lanshan's education problem. Children's education now is different from our time. Various enlightenment education and even training begin from an early age.

"If Lanshan had been following his grandparents, not only would he not have received early enlightenment education, but he would have been led astray by them."

"Being biased? Why?" Cao Xueqian was puzzled.

Ye Lian told Cao Xueqian about Lanshan's memorization of ancient poems in the morning, and emphasized that once the most basic pronunciation is wrong, it is very difficult to correct it.

Cao Xueqian felt that Ye Lian's considerations were reasonable and said in agreement: "Okay, then let mom and dad not go back to their hometown."

"Is it okay? Will they agree?" Ye Lian was a little worried.

"Anyway, you don't have to worry about this matter, just leave it to me." Cao Xueqian said simply.

Ye Lian smiled.

She just liked to hear Cao Xueqian say, "It's not your business anyway, just leave it to me."

Who doesn’t like peace of mind?

But, are the two old men willing to stay?