When Youqing and Xizi reached the top of the mountain, several people on the thatched pavilion had already set up tea mats and started to eat tea.

The tea table in the thatched pavilion was built by the villagers with big stones. At this time, a blue printed tea mat was also laid on it. This piece of cloth looks familiar. It was the curtain cloth that Xiaoxiao bought in the town a few days ago. After cutting it, it was still left. Now it came in handy.

There are coarse porcelain teapots and tea bowls on the blue printed cloth, and simple refreshments are also served in several coarse porcelain plates: fried broad beans made by Ruicai, fragrant fried sunflower seeds made by Aunt Gui, osmanthus glutinous rice rolls made by Xiaoxiao, and lotus root powder hawthorn cake made by Nijie.

A small coarse porcelain pot for warm wine next to it was used as a vase. Inside was a large bunch of dazzling mountain flowers.

The few people did not feel dismayed because of the two gentlemen's joining. At this time, everyone was talking lively. Youqing pulled Xizi and took two steps quickly: "We are still late, so we must have missed something interesting!"

Xizi also took two steps in a hurry. If he had waved his hand and shouted, he would have been too arrogant because the gentlemen were there, so he walked gently into the pavilion with Youqing.

Mr. Zhou smiled and pointed at Ruicai: "It's Weirui's turn again, and this time I must come up with some interesting poems!"

Ruicai said embarrassedly: "This round is more difficult than the previous round. The words "size" are not easy to say in the poem at the same time."

Xiaoxiao said, "If you can't answer, you will have to wear another chrysanthemum."

At this moment, two wild chrysanthemums had been inserted on Ruicai's head, and one was inserted on Nijie's head, and nothing else was on the head.

"It seems that the loser will be punished by wearing chrysanthemums," Xizi chuckled softly, "Fortunately this is not a difficult task. I am most afraid of being a drink, registering dishes, telling jokes, and rowing bare-handedly..."

Youqing: Report the name of a dish? Tell jokes? Rowing bare-chested?

Ruicai smiled and said, "I think I'll come up with one. Don't laugh at me: trumpet, suona, and quintessential."

Both gentlemen said: "This is good. This is a serious musical script, what's so funny?"

Ruicai helped the chrysanthemum on his head: "What you said just now is so elegant..." As he said that, he looked at Mr. Yan beside him: "Is it my turn next?"

Mr. Yan nodded, thought for a while, and said seriously: "Xiaodong, Dadong, Zhuyou is empty. If you are in trouble, you can walk on frost."

Youqing listened aside and quietly said to Xizi: "This poem is obscene, is it the Book of Songs?"

Xizi nodded: "It's Xiao Yali's. I can't recite it. I only vaguely remember 'what a gentleman walks on it and a villain'."

Youqing was silent for a while and became anxious for a while. He thought that Xizi was not concerned about poetry, but he was better than himself... Thinking of the ejaculation and couplets he attended at a blind date banquet, every time it made people feel nervous.

Seeing that everyone was discussing this poem, Youqing hurriedly pulled Xizi's sleeve secretly: "Have you figured it out? How many words did you have?"

Before Xizi could answer, Mr. Zhou saw the two of them at a glance: "They are coming up! I just watched the Feihua Order, but I didn't see them!" As he said that, he stood up and called them to come in and sit in.

The two aunts were also greeted by everyone and sat down. The fuzzy aunt waved her hands: "We are illiterate, so let's go and cook the stove. We'll barbecue in a while!"

When Mr. Zhou heard the barbecue, he was very surprised. He saw that several people had indeed carried a lot of food on their backs. He smiled at Mr. Yan and said, "It seems that we are too rigid. After going to the mountain a few times, we never thought about eating raw food."

Xiaoxiao also smiled from the side and said, "The two gentlemen are gods, we are all vulgar people!"

Mr. Zhou shook his head and smiled, "You are still happy and have a way!" As he said that, he looked at the two female students: "We just had tea, and we started the tea order on a whim. It sounds like a flying flower order, but we also made some minor changes. Now this round reflects both the words big and small in the poem. Regardless of the format, poetry and songs are acceptable, and common words are also acceptable."

Xizi and Youqing nodded to show that they understood.

Mr. Zhou said again: "You two are at the end, think about the sentence in your heart first." Then he asked, "Who will be next?"

Everyone laughed and said, "It's Mr. Zhou!"

Mr. Zhou couldn't help laughing: "I'm confused, so I'll say one: I have a great responsibility and I will be born in this King Wen. I'm careful."

Ruicai covered her mouth and smiled: "Both gentlemen speak the Book of Songs."

Mr. Yan smiled unconsciously, "I can't tell on weekdays that you are so naughty."

Next time, Ni Festival: "This time, the chrysanthemums are going to be full of your head."

When Youqing heard this, she finally felt relieved. She had not thought of any sentences about size and size at the moment, but she was considered to be someone to accompany her.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoxiao said again: "I was just listening to the students who were muttering words, why can't I say it again now?"

Ni Jie smiled rare: "It's too long, I'm afraid I can't finish reading..."

"Let me listen," Mr. Yan encouraged.

"Then the student will read it." Ni Jie cleared her throat and said loudly: "The river goes east, the waves wash away all the waves......There are so many heroes... Xiao Qiao is married for the first time!"

Everyone:...

Ni Jie further explained: "The river goes east and Xiao Qiao is married for the first time."

Except for Youqing, almost everyone in the audience burst into laughter.

Xizi couldn't straighten his waist: "It turns out that this poem also contains these two words..."

"This time I don't need to wear flowers to help with my school, and Mr. Zhou doesn't have a specified number of words~" Xiaoxiao's stomach hurts.

"Okay, that's all!" Mr. Zhou wiped the tea that was squirting out of his lips, "The next one is Yingyuan!"

Xiaoxiao nodded and said word by word: "The big ladle stores the moon and returns to the spring urn, and the small ladle divides the river and enters the night bottle."

When Mr. Yan heard this, he was the first to praise: "This poem is the most appropriate! Aren't we cooking tea at this time?"

Several people also said that Yingyuan's sentence is the best.

The next one is Xizi's turn, and Xizi smiled: "My sentence is the simplest. I don't know if someone said it before: Big beads and small beads fall into the jade plate."

"I really haven't said this sentence!" Ruicai said, "Why didn't I think of this sentence just now! There is also help with learning, you never thought of it..."

Ni Jie silently expressed her agreement.

The last one came to Youqing. Youqing's face was pale, and she couldn't think of a single sentence: "I just had to wait and listen to everyone's wonderful sentences, and I didn't have time to think about my own..."

Ruicai smiled and took out a yellow chrysanthemum from the vase: "I'll wear your favorite yellow chrysanthemum! After wearing the flowers, I'll punish myself for a cup of tea~"

Youqing's face turned red again in an instant. She lowered her head and drank the hot tea in her bowl, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to get into it! In the first round, she showed her timidity and put it on the bottom.

"Aunt Gui! Don't be busy with work, let's say a few words!" Xiaoxiao asked the two aunts to participate.

Aunt Mifu smiled and said, "What do we know? We don't understand what we said just now! It's okay to sing a folk song or tell a joke about the countryside!"

"It's also true that you can say a common saying about farming proverbs!" Mr. Zhou also smiled and encouraged the two of them.

Aunt Gui asked, "We don't understand the rules!"

"Simply put, it means that there should be two words big and small in one sentence!" Ruicai summarized it in one sentence.

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"Good sentence!" Everyone applauded Aunt Gui's quick response.

Aunt Mihu was not willing to be outdone and said, "I'm so old that I'm going to die! Is this counting?"

"Of course! Poetry is among the people!" Mr. Zhou smiled, "The two sisters-in-law can come out as soon as they open their mouths. This is also the accumulation of rural life over the past few decades!"

What kind of chicken shop is not a chicken shop? The two aunts don’t understand it, but they both think that the sentences are quite interesting.

Youqing's head was buried deeper, and everyone present was the only one who didn't say anything.

Aunt Mifu smiled and said, "What else is there? We both join too!"

Mr. Zhou thought for a while and said, "Then let's be simple. Let's start with it, that is, everyone's sentences should have a word."

Ruicai took out some paper balls: "Let's get lots and sort them!"

Youqing opened the ball of paper in his hand and wrote "three" in it. He knew that this was ranked third. He was a little anxious and a little grateful that he was ranked first because he was ranked first and needed to come up with a sentence soon. Fortunately, he was ranked first and would not be said by others.

The first one was Mr. Zhou. Mr. Zhou smiled and said, "Then let's get a tragic head. The bright moon in the Han River shines on the return of people, and the autumn wind of thousands of miles is a leaf."

Ruicai nodded when she heard this: "It's indeed tragic and magnificent, and it's the time when the autumn wind suddenly rises." He said again, "Then let me say one: relatives and friends in Luoyang are asking each other, and a piece of ice heart is in the jade pot."

"This sentence is good," Mr. Zhou praised.

Youqing didn't expect that it would be his turn so soon. Fortunately, there were many poems in one word, and he had already thought of a good sentence: Don't say anything, a sad spring is all between his eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, the two of them said a sentence with a big pattern. This sentence of their own will inevitably have some expressions of the little daughter. After thinking about it, they made a change on the spot: "The wind roars in the September 19th night in Luntai, and the gravels in the river are as big as a bucket."

Mr. Zhou nodded when he heard this: "Cen Shen's poems are always tragic and heroic, with blood and bones."

"Students love to read frontier poems since childhood." Youqing said timidly.

The next person was Xizi's turn, and Xizi smiled slightly: "I am not as generous as you, and I think of some boudoir words."

"What sentence do you think?" Xiaoxiao urged curiously.

Xizi chanted: "The first try on thin clothes, the new green ants tasted it, the wind, the rain, and the coolness gradually."

Li Qingzhao's beautiful little poem is particularly interesting when chanted by Xizi. It is also contrasted with the cooler early autumn weather, and it is even more successful with the situation.

"If there is another autumn rain, it will be perfect." Xiaoxiao said without hesitation.

"This sentence is the most beautiful." Mr. Yan smiled.

Everyone also called it beautiful, and Mr. Yan smiled at Mr. Zhou and said, "This is elegant, just like you are both frontier and big stones... It is not commensurate with the harmony, tranquility in front of you."

Youqing:...

Mr. Zhou only looked at Mr. Yan: "I'm curious about your sentence."

The next one, Mr. Yan, is also here: "How many green lotus lean against each other and hate each other, looking back and carrying the west wind."

Mr. Zhou smiled and said, "You are young, where did you get so much hatred?"

Everyone was smiling, and they liked to see the elegant and elegant eyes of the two gentlemen.

Next is Aunt Gui: "One slap can't be slap!"

Everyone laughed when they heard this, but Mr. Yan's face was red. Mr. Zhou smiled awkwardly, "Poetry is among the people..."
To be continued...