Transmigrated To Be A Pretty Doctor Girl - Chapter 620

Shi Xiaorui took chopsticks to pick up a piece and tasted it. She felt that it tasted good, and her craftsmanship was not unfamiliar.

He picked up another piece and gave it to the black dog who had been walking around for a long time. Shi Xiaorui handed the plate to moju: “you can take it to everyone and have a taste in the evening. If you really want to eat it, you can wait for tomorrow.”

Moju is almost a good eye, looking at her operation, smell speech said: “it’s OK, madam, I’ll do it tomorrow, I remember clearly.”

Shi Xiaorui thought, with years of experience of chrysanthemum, how can’t the follow-up so simple seasoning problems mess up, so rest assured to give these to her.

Shi Xiaorui estimates that it is too late. When she is ready to have a rest, she is seeing the light in her study.

If you look at Lu Xilan’s room, there is light. If you exclude it, it should be Lu Ming.

Over the years, Lu Ming has been cultivated a good sense of work and rest and eye protection by Shi Xiaorui. Generally speaking, he doesn’t rest so late at night. After all, the lighting now depends on either candles or oil lamps, which can hurt his eyes.

Shi Xiaorui thought about his blankness at the dining table and decided to have a look.

Lu Ming is sitting in front of his desk reading twenty four filial piety.

Today, the detail Shi Xiaorui said simply opened the door to another world for him. Especially when Lu Ming thought that the protagonist of crouching on ice and begging for carp really existed in history, and later became a big official, Lu Ming suddenly felt that the world seemed a little different from what he usually thought.

The impact was so great that he could not even concentrate on writing poems. After dinner, he came back to turn over the books to see if there were any other details.

In fact, in ancient times, in order to maintain the rule of the feudal monarch, the system of “monarch, minister, father and son” was widely publicized, and a large part of the monarch’s control over his subjects was extended from his father’s control over his children. Therefore, the rulers of all dynasties have spared no effort to publicize filial piety.

When the imperial examination system did not appear, the examination system was popular. At that time, people’s way of being an official was to be elected as “Xiaolian” and “Xiucai”. You can see from the name that “Xiaolian” means that this person is filial and moral.

In addition, there is a strange thinking in China that morality is more important than talent. It seems that as long as morality meets the standard, other requirements can be put back.

And the story in this book of twenty four filial piety is simple. It’s OK to pass the time. If you look at it carefully, there are a few things that make people feel cold.

For example, Lu Ming is watching the story of burying his son and serving his mother. He had only read the first few stories before. This story is a bit backward, which he had never read before.

Shi Xiaorui goes to Lu Ming and looks at the page in front of him. She sees the story at a glance, so she reaches out and closes the book.

“Well, don’t read such a messy story. I should have thrown away this broken book long ago. Who knows, I want you to read it.”

Lu Ming a little confused asked: “Niang, why is the story written in this book so… Strange?”

He hesitated and chose a less derogatory word.

Shi Xiaorui was silent for a moment.

She is a socialist youth who grew up under the national flag. She has long established an unbreakable three outlooks. The contents in this book are nothing. When roommates in the same dormitory were wandering around, they had never seen anything wonderful. Compared with the contents in this book, they were not enough to rank in the top three of the year.

Shi Xiaorui said: “this book is written to fool those who have a bad brain. Just look at it. Don’t take it seriously. If you take it seriously, you will lose.”

Lu Ming gave a “Oh”.

Shi Xiaorui didn’t know whether he understood or didn’t understand, but she quickly remembered a suitable candidate to shirk responsibility.

“It doesn’t matter if you can’t figure it out. Don’t you still have Mr. Chen? Don’t think about things you can’t figure out. After the new year’s holiday, ask Mr. Chen and see what he says. ”

Chen Fu Zi is a native. It doesn’t sound like he’s the kind of person who can’t read his brain well by reading. His statement should be easier for Lu Ming to understand.

Worried about Lu Ming, Shi Xiaorui quickly changed the topic: “ming’er, your handwriting is good now. Why don’t you write our Spring Festival couplets this year?”

Lu Ming did not expect that Shi Xiaorui could change the topic so quickly. He hesitated and said, “but my handwriting is not very good.”

Shi Xiaorui said, “I think your handwriting is very good. It can be pasted on the door. Moreover, if we have some at home, we don’t have to buy it on the street, and we can save a lot of money.”

Lu Ming said: “OK.”

Lu Ming’s handwriting is not bad, but it’s all compared with his peers. After all, he is still young, not to mention the time of practicing calligraphy is short, and his strength of writing is certainly not as good as that of an adult.

Shi Xiaorui said that she had made a good arrangement, so she said: “don’t stay up so late. Let’s have a rest. We just want to know what our Spring Festival couplets are going to write. We’ll buy red paper tomorrow!”

The next day, Shi Xiaorui went out with Lu Ming.

But it wasn’t just the two of them. Lu Shao held Lu Xilan and the family went shopping together.

Lu Xiran always wanted to go down by herself, but Lu Shao knew what temperament she was and refused to let go.

Because there are so many people today.

Another day is new year’s Eve. Today’s market has more people than a few days ago. It reminds Shi Xiaorui of the crowded appearance in the supermarket during the Chinese new year or festival. It also gives Shi Xiaorui a real insight into the prosperity of the capital.

Because the capital of this era was not in the north, but in the Central Plains. When Shi Xiaorui heard that most of the people who came and went spoke Henan dialect, he could not help laughing.

Lu Shao didn’t know why Shi Xiaorui suddenly laughed. After all, the two people who raised him didn’t expect that the situation would turn out to be that bad. They just thought that if the royal blood was found back, they would not speak Mandarin. Isn’t that a shame?

However, because the capitals of different dynasties are different, so the accents of “Mandarin” are also different. Shi Xiaorui is still a little lucky that she can understand Henan dialect better. If it’s Minnan dialect or Cantonese, she will be exposed on the day she comes across.