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Chapter 72 Mulan's Poetry, Mother-in-Law Loves It (New Book Set Sail for Collection)

Hearing Yang Dingguo's voice, Xu Lan rolled her eyes angrily and didn't bother to talk to him, instead she looked at Zhang Xiao with a satisfied face and asked: "Zhang Xiao, I didn't have time to ask you last time, you know my birthday Bazi?"

Hearing this, Yang Mi was afraid that it would hurt Zhang Xiao's heart, so she quickly shouted: "Oh, Mom, we just came back, why are you asking this?"

Although she doesn't know much about Zhang Xiao's past, she also knows that Zhang Xiao has no father and no mother, maybe she doesn't even know who her parents are, so how could she know the date of birth?

So when she heard her mother ask this question, Yang Mi threw away the rice paper on the table, ran to Zhang Xiao, hugged his arm, and said:
"Mom, what age is this? Don't be superstitious about the horoscope. I know in my heart whether Zhang Xiao and I are getting along."

Yang Dingguo in the study felt an inexplicable pain in his heart when he saw the scene in front of him.

He adjusted the position of the rice paper calmly, for fear of ruining the copybook if it got dirty.

"Okay, okay, don't ask, mom doesn't ask." Xu Lan looked at Yang Mi and the two with a smile.

He nodded with satisfaction in his heart and said: "Good match, really good match, no matter how you look at it, it is a good match."

Zhang Xiao smiled slightly, picked up the things in his hand, and said to Xu Lan: "Auntie, this is a gift for you, I hope you like it."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yang Mi quickly cooperated, first took the Yangyuan product and said: "Mom, this is the Yangyuan product that Zhang Xiao specially bought for you."

Then he ran into the study with the tea, put it on the desk, and said to Yang Dingguo, "Dad, this is the tea Zhang Xiao specially bought for you. Drink less wine and more tea!"

"En!" Yang Dingguo nodded, and replied lightly.

Yang Mi glanced helplessly at her father, then turned her head to get another piece of rice paper, handed it to Xu Lan like a treasure, and said, "Mom, this is a poem written by Zhang Xiao himself. !"

"Write it for me?" Xu Lan put the Yangyuan product aside with a smile, and opened the fruit-receiving rice paper to read it.

When Yang Dingguo next to him heard the words, his heart moved, "There are still more?" '

"Cough, cough..." I really wanted to see what Zhang Xiao wrote to Xu Lan, but I was too embarrassed to say it, so I could only pretend to cough twice, and stood silently behind Xu Lan.

"What are you doing?" Xu Lan turned her head and looked at Yang Dingguo suspiciously and asked.

Yang Dingguo glanced around, and said stubbornly: "Me? It's okay, you talk about yours, I'll just take a look."

After so many years of husband and wife, looking at his appearance, how could Xu Lan fail to see that her husband wanted to read the copybook, but couldn't bear to speak up.

After rolling his eyes, he muttered, "Look at your little face!"

Although he said so, he still raised the rice paper in his hand slightly so that Yang Dingguo behind him could see clearly.

Once opened.

"Wow, what a beautiful word!" Xu Lan blurted out admiration.

Yang Mi said very proudly: "Yes, this is your daughter, I grind the ink myself, and then Zhang Xiao wrote it myself."

"Amazing!" Xu Lan looked at Zhang Xiao with a smile, nodded in thanks, then looked at Yang Mi and said, "This word is much prettier than your father's."

"That's right, I think so too!" Yang Mi agreed with a grinning nod.

Yang Dingguo, who was standing behind him, twitched the corner of his mouth violently, but did not speak.

Because this is a fact, Zhang Xiao's calligraphy is really good, he even dared to say that it is better than those current masters, at least among the calligraphers he knows, no one is better than Zhang Xiao's calligraphy.

Xu Lan saw the first line on the copybook: ""Mulan Poetry"?"

My heart skipped a beat.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp, Mulan is a household weaver, and I don't hear the sound of looming looms, but the sigh of a woman."

"Ask the girl what she thinks, ask her what she remembers."

"···"

"···"

"The feet of the male rabbit are fluttering, and the eyes of the female rabbit are blurred. If two rabbits walk side by side, who can tell whether I am male or female!"

It just so happened that Xu Lan was also from the military camp before. Although he was in the art troupe, he still had a very deep affection for the military camp.

So when she saw this poem, she liked it very much.

"I have a heart, I like it very much." Xu Lan carefully put away the rice paper, looked at Zhang Xiao and said with a smile on his face.

Then he looked at Yang Mi and said, "Mimi, take Zhang Xiao to the living room to rest for a while, and I'll have a word with your father."

"Hey, good!" Yang Mi raised her eyebrows, leaned over and covered her mouth with her hands, and whispered in Xu Lan's ear, "Mom, you should talk more about Dad, look at his Bao Gong-like face." Face, what is this for?"

"Okay, I see." Xu Lan said happily with a grin.

Seeing that her mother agreed, Yang Mi took Zhang Xiao's hand with confidence: "Let's go, let's go to the living room to eat some fruit, and our cook will cook, not much worse than you .”

"Then auntie, uncle, I'll go there first." Zhang Xiaolin didn't forget to say hello to the second elder.

"Well, let's go!" Xu Lan nodded with a smile.

And Yang Dingguo didn't even look at Zhang Xiao, just said lightly, "Yeah! ' with a sound.

After the two of them walked away, Xu Lan turned back to look at Yang Dingguo angrily, and asked, "What do you want to do? It's Chinese New Year, when Zhang Xiao comes to the house, you don't even smile or say anything. Who are you showing your face to?"

"Where is it?" Now that there are no outsiders in the study, Yang Dingguo sat down after a quibble, and said, "It's not like you don't know my attitude towards Zhang Xiao, his background..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Lan interrupted him, emphasizing: "I don't care about his background, anyway, I think Zhang Xiao is a good guy."

"Gentle and elegant, and knows how to cook, and has strong kung fu, which matches our Mimi very well, and you also saw Mimi's attitude just now."

"I don't need to say more about how much she likes Zhang Xiao!"

Facing Xu Lan's words, Yang Dingguo fell silent.

How much my daughter likes Zhang Xiao can be seen from the information he sent people to investigate and the news on the Internet.

Yang Dingguo is not a fool, on the contrary, he is very smart, so he naturally knows that his daughter really likes Zhang Xiao, but what he is concerned about is Zhang Xiao's real background that even the Yang family can't find out.

"Hey···"

After Yang Dingguo sighed, he stood up and walked to the desk, looked down at the "March in the Army" on the rice paper, and said in his heart: "A person who can write such a poem must have a patriotic heart."

After watching "March in the Army" again and thinking about it a lot, Yang Dingguo let go and said, "Didn't I object to that?"

"Yes, you have no objection. For Chinese New Year, they only have a three-day holiday. You can do it yourself!" Xu Lan rolled her eyes and said angrily.

(End of this chapter)