"Brother Lang, this word came from Nanyang. Grandpa Cheng taught Jiuer and Jiuer knew it." Chen Danxia couldn't bear to see Xu Lang's embarrassment, so he casually used Mr. Cheng as an excuse to teach Xu Lang to recognize Allah as a number.

The Shen Bomi brothers did not expect that their sister was lying. Chen Danxia was a woman and didn’t have to take the imperial examination. What Mr. Cheng taught her was different from what he taught them. Maybe he taught her Nanyang, but they just didn’t know it.

"Little Jiumei is so smart." Xu Lang did not ask Chen Danxia to teach him. The word "大子" was passed down from Nanyang and had not been widely spread. It was like a secret recipe. Without the consent of the old man, I was afraid that it would not be spread outside.

"Brother Lang, this is 1." Chen Danxia said directly.

Xu Lang asked in surprise: "Little Jiu Mei, can you teach me this?"

"Yes, what's wrong with this?" Chen Danxia didn't think much about it, "This is 2, this is 3..."

Xu Lang can learn such a simple number, and know ten. According to the numbers behind the "Coffin Sutra", go to the bookshelf to look for "Comprehensive Questions and Questions". Li Zhao and Xie looked at Xu Lang standing in front of the bookshelf in surprise. He untie the puzzle behind the note. The three of them exchanged glances, Xie Shuheng got up and walked to Xu Lang, looked at the book in his hand, bowed and asked, "Brother Xu, why did you choose this book?"

"Looking through the "Coffin Sutra" and finding clues from it, I don't know if it's this book." Xu Lang could not tell the truth, so he could only hide the truth.

"So that's the case, then I won't bother Brother Xu." Xie Shuheng couldn't continue asking questions, and he bowed.

Based on the numbers behind "General View Questions and Questions", Xu Lang found the "Old Things of the Three Dynasties", and then continued to search for books based on the numbers behind "Old Things of the Three Dynasties", and finally found a book called "A Talk of Leisurely Send Poetry", and then found words based on the numbers behind it.

"Cold, brocade, flowers, plum, come, window, not, before, sun. What does this mean?" Xu Lang wrote the words on paper and read them one by one, but did not understand the meaning.

Chen Danxia quickly combined the words again, "In the future, will the cold plum blossoms beside the window?" This is one of the three miscellaneous poems of Wang Wei, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. The first half of this poem is "You come from your hometown, and you should come from your hometown."

Hometown, 21st century?

Memory is not long, but Chen Danxia is unwilling to think about it. First, it is to think about being sad once and once, so that the mother of this world will be worried and sad. Second, what is the use of fantasy? It’s not until the 21st century, so since you come, you can rest assured. This place is my hometown, and live a good life in this time and space. She is not willing to recognize the people who use this method to find fellow villagers. In this strange time and space, it’s better to be at peace with each other.

"Brother Lang, is this question proposed by Master Cai?" Chen Danxia asked.

"The gentleman said it was the problem left by his gentleman, but the gentleman couldn't solve it. Let us find a way to solve it." Xu Lang told the truth.

Chen Danxia breathed a little relieved. Master Cai is over 60 years old. His husband may no longer be alive. So there is no need to worry that his fellow villagers will be crying when they see their fellow villagers. There is no need to worry that the fellow villagers will stab him in the back.

"Brother Lang, please help me slowly, we won't disturb you here." Chen Danxia slid down from Xu Lang's thighs, walked to his two brothers, and held their hands, "Second brother, third brother, it's time for us to go back for a long time, so as not to worry about my mother."

The Shen Bomi brothers had no objection, they all followed their sister.

"I'll take you back." Xu Lang put down the paper in his hand and said.

"Lang Ge'er, don't have to worry about it. We're just going to the opposite side, very close." Shen Bomi smiled faintly.

"Yes, Brother Lang, please concentrate on solving the problem. You don't have to send us over. See you next day." Chen Danxia declined.

Seeing that the Shen brothers and sisters said this, it was difficult to persevere, so Xu Lang took the three of them to the stairs. Seeing that the two brothers held Chen Danxia's hand tightly and slowly went downstairs, then turned back to the table and continued to think about those words, but no matter how much he thought about it, he could not form a poem with them.

After leaving the shop, Shen Bomi asked in a low voice: "Sister, Grandpa Cheng taught you the words. Without Grandpa Cheng's consent, I will teach Lang Ge'er. Is it okay?"

Chen Danxia's heart skipped a beat. Oh, it was going to be a mistake. His eyes fluttered and he said, "I won't tell Grandpa Cheng."

Shen Bomi laughed in silence, "I knew you were going to be sloppy."

"Sister, I want me to help you hide it from Grandpa Cheng. What benefits do you give me?" Shen Baiyu bargained.

Chen Danxia pouted, "Brother Third, do you want to take advantage of the situation like this?"

"Oh, sister, I'm pretty good at using words." Shen Baiyu laughed, "Sister, I'm sure this disaster."

"Third brother, don't bully my sister." Shen Bo said in a look.

"Second brother, you are so uninteresting. I'm not called bullying my sister, I'm called teasing my sister." Shen Baiyu laughed.

Chen Danxia rolled his eyes and said, "I'll give me the music box that my cousin's wife gave me."

Shen Baiyu cheered, "Sister, sister, you are really my good sister."

"If I don't give you the music box, I'm not your good sister?" Chen Danxia asked angrily.

"How can I do it? If I don't give it to me, it's my good sister. But you will give me the music box, right? Sister." Shen Baiyu asked with a flattering smile.

Chen Danxia hummed twice.

While talking, the three brothers and sisters had already entered the Zhenxiu cloth shop. Qian Lai was relieved to see them coming back and quickly led them in. Although the Tao and the others were in great enthusiasm, they were almost noon and left the cloth shop and went to the restaurant for dinner.

Shen Bomi only mentioned the four masters slightly, and did not say that Chen Danxia taught Xu Lang the word Nanyang. Tao's mother sighed and said, "Among these four masters, the Xu family's brother is the most difficult. If he hadn't been successful enough and had won the favor of Master Cai, and if he became a disciple of the house, he would have been ruined by your sister-in-law."

Tao remembered Chen's personality and in his dream, Chen's daughter had no more than Xu Lang's future. She had to rely on Xu Lang to live. She pursed her lips and ignored her.

After lunch at the restaurant, Dow brought three big boxes and his children back to the Shen family.

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Note: Except for the "Coffin Sutra" that exists, the names of other books are all fabricated by me, so please do not investigate them.
Chapter completed!