I was drunk in my skirt and clogs, and I went up the stairs in the green sun; I went to the lake in front of the door, half of which came back from the three pools to imprint the moon.

Why bother to look for Zhang Hanyu? The beautiful fish flavor is about West Lake. I have this kind of harmony and I know that Mrs. Song back then.

Because of Liu Ziqing's mother, she only knew a few words and didn't understand poetry at all. However, when Lin Yu recited such a poem at this time, Bingxue was smart, she naturally guessed this poem.

, has a close relationship with the uncle and sister-in-law Chuanzhen.

And she also captured a very critical word "Sister Song" from the last line of the poem, and immediately blinked her lively eyes and asked in confusion; "Brother Lin Yu, who is this Sister Song? She is the Sister Song.

Is Chuanzhen’s “sister-in-law”? Who is the “uncle” referring to? Is it the uncle of this Mrs. Song?”

At this time, Liu Ziqing was attracted by the legend of "uncle and sister-in-law's treasure", and threw the most important event of "eating" out of the sky. She just blinked her big watery eyes and watched there

He listened quietly to Lin Yu and told him the story of "The Uncle and Sister-in-law's Teachings".

Seeing that Lin Yu and Liu Ziqing were not moving, the waiter next to him was a little anxious. He immediately took out his signature smile and said, "Two guests, if you don't eat this dish, it will be cold.

It's not delicious!"

Liu Ziqing's story was almost done, and she gently rubbed her hungry belly, rolled her eyes at Lin Yu, and said, "Brother Lin Yu, what legends and stories are now, we have finished talking about them.

Can you eat with chopsticks? I'm so hungry!"

Lin Yu smiled slightly, gently grabbed Liu Ziqing's soft little hand, and whispered: "Qing'er, this little brother, just introduced the origins of these famous Jiangnan dishes to us one by one, and I guess they are already thirsty.

Well, let's invite him to have a glass of water first!"

When he heard Lin Yu's words, the waiter's expression suddenly became dark. He quickly shook his head and responded in a trembling and uneasy voice: "Customer... use it slowly... I... I... I'm not thirsty.

…”

The moment the waiter opened his mouth and spoke, a glass of water and wine was poured into his mouth.

Then the waiter's expression changed drastically. He quickly used his fingers to sniff his throat, trying to vomit out the water and wine that had just poured into his stomach.
Chapter completed!