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Ding Yan defeated Gongsun Xiao in the Flying Flower Order, and was ready to compete with Xue Lingyun on the fast Flying Flower Order. The theme is moon character. They also increased the difficulty. Sentences from the same poem cannot be repeated. None of the poems I just mentioned can be used again. If you do, you lose. Like "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", I don't know how many sentences contain the moon, so it's impossible to play.

"The beauty of April in the world is over, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom." Ding Yan began.

"Life is like a dream, and a statue is like a moonlight." Xue Lingyun first said some mainstream poems, trying to make the other party unable to answer.

But Ding Yan continued without thinking: "Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers."

Xue Lingyun still has a way: "To be successful in life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon."

"Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons." Ding Yan continued smoothly.

"There is bright moonlight in front of the bed. I suspect it is frost on the ground." Xue Lingyun was still calm and calm. She is very familiar with the poems of the poet Li Bai.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine." Ding Yan also used the same strategy, first occupying the particularly mainstream poems. There are too many sentences with moon in this poem.

"The high autumn wind howls in August and rolls up the triple thatch on my house." Xue Lingyun is also very familiar with the poems of the poet Du Fu.

"The bright moon scares the magpies on the branches, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night." Ding Yanjing said a poem from the Song Dynasty.

"An old friend bids farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descend from Yangzhou in March." Xue Lingyun dominates Tang poetry.

"I can draw the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf." Ding Yan did not hesitate at all.

The two kept writing poems at this fast pace. In the end, Xue Lingyun's poetry library was exhausted, and she unfortunately lost.

She was extremely surprised and said: "Ding Mu, how did your son educate himself and why did he have so many poems?"

"You have to ask him himself about this. I didn't teach him this." Ding Mu had already prepared the rice and was serving it out.

Ding Yan smiled proudly and said: "Actually, it's nothing. I just memorized a manual, which seems to be called "Youth Must Read Ancient Poetry Manual". There are a total of 620 poems in it."

"No, it's not that simple." Xue Lingyun is a medical student and has deep research on brain science. She said to Ding Yan, "It's not difficult to memorize it. As long as you master the method and spend some time, you can memorize it. The key is you." The memory retrieval speed is too fast, it is simply not like a child of this age. How proficient in poetry must be to achieve this."

Ding Mu said: "Children are different from adults. What they memorize by rote is different from what they memorize using methods. Those like him who memorize purely by rote can of course retrieve it quickly."

"Memory it by rote..." Xue Lingyun really didn't expect it, "Has this child's IQ been tested? I suspect it is above 300."

"It's amazing." Gongsun Xiao also praised.

Ding Mu shook his head and said: "For me, this may not be a good thing."

"Isn't it good for a child to be smart?" Gongsun Xiao went to help carry the plates.

Ding Mu said: "Those who are talented in younger generations are the most susceptible to corruption. If there are, fathers and brothers should feel worried and should not be happy. We must always add simple bundles, make people familiar with the classics, teach them to be generous and respectful, and don't let them be superficial. Traveling everywhere. After more than ten years of this, my ambitions have developed on their own."

"You are still doing the same thing. But you are right to have this insight." Xue Lingyun thought for a while and said emphatically, "It makes sense. If a smart person wants to learn bad things and do bad things, that would be the most terrible thing. Ding Yan, you can’t do bad things, don’t play with bad boys.”

Ding Yan looked at Xue Lingyun with innocent eyes and said with a naive smile: "Aunt Ling, can I come and play with you more often in the future?"

"Huh? Okay." Xue Lingyun suddenly felt that the child's eyes were extremely clear, as if they overlapped with Ding Mu at a certain moment, but he was just a very cute child.

Ding Mu said: "Come on, come on, let's eat first and try my craft. These four dishes and one soup are called Diet Man and Woman."

"Where do the allusions come from?" A literary young woman like Xue Lingyun must use literary methods to coax her.

Ding Mu said: "These four dishes are all from movies. I don't have enough time, so I can only make these four side dishes, Jiangnan pork ribs, crab meat and cabbage, green beans and shrimps, and five-foot shredded chicken."

"Sure enough, you are already a father." Of course Xue Lingyun has watched that somewhat literary movie, "These are four side dishes that are the envy of classmates. So what is this soup?"

Xue Lingyun, Gongsun Xiao and Ding Yan are all studying this soup. Dozens of bright red cherries float in the green clear soup, and seven or eight pink petals float, with diced young bamboo shoots underneath. The red, white and green colors shine brightly, and the fragrance of lotus leaves emerges from the soup. Come to think of it, This clear soup is made from lotus leaves.

"Drinking soup before eating is better than prescribing medicine." Ding Mu said, "Try it first, and then guess the name of the soup."

After saying that, Ding Mu filled a bowl for everyone with a big spoon.

Gongsun Xiao looked at the color in the bowl and said with a smile: "This bowl of lotus leaf, bamboo shoot tip and cherry soup is so beautiful, I'm a little reluctant to eat it."

Xue Lingyun picked up the spoon, scooped up a cherry, put it in his mouth, tasted it, smacked the taste, and was surprised. Then he ate two more and said uncertainly: "The clearness of the lotus leaves, the freshness of the bamboo shoots, and the sweetness of the cherries." , Needless to say, the cherry stone has been dug out, and something sour and spicy has been embedded in it, but I can’t taste it.”

After saying that, she thought about it again and again, tasting the taste with her eyes closed, and asked uncertainly: "Is it an orange? Is it still full of wine?"

When he opened his eyes, Ding Mu had already put a thumb in front of her eyes.

"Niu. I admire you." Ding Mu said, "Now that you've tasted this, it's not hard to guess the name of the soup."

Xue Lingyun pondered: "What is the name of this bowl of lotus leaf, bamboo shoot tip cherry and turtle dove soup?"

Ding Mu reminded: "You have to pay attention to the details, there are more than just these ingredients. Just think about the ingredients."

Xue Lingyun looked at it and saw that there were still some petals in the soup, which blessed her soul, and said: "The face like a flower, the small mouth of a cherry, is a beauty, the bamboo knot has a guilty conscience, it is a gentleman, and the lotus is a gentleman among flowers. As for oranges and wine, that is Ju. It’s a homophone for dove. As the saying goes, Guan Guanju dove, in the river continent, a fair lady, a gentleman is very good at eating. Your bowl of soup should be called good at eating soup. "

"The one who knows me is Ling Yun." Ding Mu raised his thumbs with both hands and praised, "In recent years, I have dealt with foreigners a lot, and they can't recognize my delicious soup."

As soon as these words came out, Xue Lingyun felt quite emotional. The heartstring that had been silent for a long time was once again stirred, and she was speechless for a moment.

It was Ding Yan who broke the embarrassment, Tong Yanwuji said: "Dad, it seems that Aunt Ling is your confidante. Hahaha."

"That's not the case." Ding Mu touched Ding Yan's head and said, "Let's get going, son, your dad hasn't cooked for many years, and I don't know if his skills have deteriorated. Hurry up and try it."

Ding Yan pushed away the soup, placed it in front of Xue Lingyun, and said, "This bowl of soup contains the heart of wine. Children can't drink it. Aunt Ling will give it to you. Let me try the Jiangnan pork ribs made by my father."

After saying that, he picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. At that moment, the bones and flesh suddenly separated, and the tender and unique sauce-flavored pork ribs melted in Ding Yan's mouth. At this moment, he narrowed his eyes involuntarily, and his heart was filled with happiness.

"How is it? Does it taste good?" Ding Mu asked.

"It's so delicious." Ding Yan was almost in tears, "Dad, Grandpa Niu's cooking skills at home may be a little inferior to yours."

Ding Mu smiled lightly and said, "If it tastes good, eat more."

Ding Yan nodded, and while eating, he couldn't help but said: "Dad, is this dish difficult to learn?"

"It's not difficult. What, you want to learn?" Ding Mu asked.

"Well, I'm going to learn how to cook it for my mother." Ding Yan pouted and said seriously.

Hearing this, Ding Mu touched Ding Yan's head and said, "Okay, when I get back, dad will teach you this dish."

"Thank you, dad." Ding Yan said politely.

Ding Mu, however, put on a straight face and said, "Between us, father and son, there is no need to say thank you."