After saving the big star, she actually wanted to make a promise

The main competition of the Poetry Conference came as scheduled, and the judges of the Poetry Conference officially announced the theme of this year, Mingyue.

"It's Mingyue? Your dad really got it right."

Li Changle paid attention to the theme as soon as the official announcement was made. When he saw that this year's theme was Mingyue, he was a little dazed. This theme has a lot of room to play...

Although Wang Siyi is not in the literary circle, but she was born in a scholarly family, and she has been influenced by her ears and eyes. Writing poetry may be a bit difficult for her, but Wang Siyi still has the basic ability to appreciate poetry.

Wang Siyi thought for a while, and said randomly: "This year's Poetry Conference was held a month earlier than last year, and it happened to coincide with the Mid-Autumn Festival. A lot of."

Li Changle nodded, and muttered to himself, "So it's like this..."

Wang Siyi continued: "The theme of Mingyue seems simple, but it is not easy to write brilliantly. You can think about it slowly."

Although Wang Siyi is not very interested in poetry, since Li Changle has decided to participate, she will definitely support her. However, Wang Siyi thinks that he can give little advice on creation, and he can only get it from his father before passing him. Tell me about your experience.

Indeed, you have to think about it. Li Changle nodded. There are too many things to write about the topic of Mingyue, and Li Changle doesn't even know how to choose.

Wang Siyi saw that Li Changle didn't seem to show too much trouble about this matter, and immediately knew that Li Changle had already thought about it, so he changed the subject and said: "It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days, my parents call us home together."

Speaking of which, Li Changle hadn't seen Wang Weimin and his wife for a long time, since the future father-in-law and mother-in-law asked, Li Changle obviously couldn't refuse.

After all, Wang Weimin really had nothing to say to himself. When we first met, some misunderstandings might have occurred because Wang Weimin subconsciously protected his daughter, but Wang Weimin quickly corrected his thoughts. For a person of this status, it seems quite commendable.

Li Changle directly agreed: "I have no problem, speaking of which, I haven't seen my uncle or aunt for a long time."

Seeing Li Changle nod directly, Wang Siyi was still very happy. Although he said he didn't care, no matter how good the relationship between the two is, if there is no parental approval, something will be missing after all.

Fortunately, Wang Weimin and his wife have a high degree of recognition for Li Changle, Li Zhenning and his wife have a good sense of Wang Siyi, and Li Changle's younger sister, Li Yani, worships Wang Siyi almost blindly.

Wang Siyi feels that he is quite happy. There are many examples of discord between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and Weng and son-in-law, but both of them have won the approval of each other's parents. This result is obviously quite ideal for Wang Siyi.

……

"You child, come here as soon as you come, why do you still bring so many things here, you seem so extravagant." He Shumin looked at Li Changle with some reproachful eyes, and said reproachfully.

Li Changle smiled, and after putting down the house, he said: "Hi, Auntie, I don't have anything, I finally came here once, so I can't come empty-handed."

"Hey, the aunt who said this is not happy, this is Siyi's home, and it is also your home, and you know that you don't come often, so forget it, you are still so lucky, you can't be like this in the future. "

After saying this, He Shumin didn't count, and turned her attention to Wang Siyi who was behind Li Changle: "There is also Siyi, obviously Shanghai and Jinling are only a few hundred kilometers away, and you can get home in half a day. If you have to celebrate the New Year, I will call you personally before you are willing to come back. Tell me, since your dad and I have been working, how much time have we spent at home together as a family?"

He Shumin sighed, shook her head and said, "I also know that you are very busy, but you don't come back once every six months, and your father and I are the only two people in the house. Such a big family seems deserted."

Wang Siyi kept his head down and didn't speak, and was scolded obediently. Li Changle looked a little inexplicably wanting to laugh, but thinking that his situation didn't seem to be much better, so he also scolded obediently.

But fortunately, He Shumin just complained and didn't get too entangled in this topic, but continued to smile at Li Changle and said: "Changle, please sit with Siyi first, I'm going to the kitchen to work, your uncle Wang I still have something to do at school, so I guess I'll be back later."

Wang Siyi finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that He Shumin finally stopped talking, and then dragged Li Changle back to his room.

As soon as she returned to the room, Wang Siyi justified the fact that she was being scolded just now, "My mother is old, she would not say such things before."

Li Changle nodded a little wanting to laugh, expressing his understanding, but in Wang Siyi's view, Li Changle's expression was obviously mocking her.

Wang Siyi raised her beautiful eyebrows, and gave Li Changle a look, causing Li Changle to quickly restrain his expression, and said sternly: "Actually, what Auntie said is right, the number of times you came back is indeed quite seldom, in the first half of the year you actually had You can come back and see your uncles and aunts in a lot of time."

Wang Siyi glanced at Li Changle, but did not answer Li Changle, thinking why I didn't go home because I wanted to stay with you.

When Wang Siyi was about to say something, He Shumin called her down, dragged Li Changle down with her, and Wang Weimin came back.

Wang Weimin's eyes lit up when he saw Li Changle, he walked over quickly and patted Li Changle's shoulder with a smile, and said, "You really don't realize it, you kid, you can't come back with Siyi to see your Uncle Wang together during the holidays." Aunt He?"

Facing Wang Weimin's questioning like He Shumin's, Li Changle was somewhat embarrassed.I can only find an excuse and say: "Sorry, Uncle Wang has been very busy in the first half of this year..."

Wang Weimin obviously didn't take what he said just now seriously, "Hey, that's fine, don't say polite words, come on, you know the theme of this year's poetry conference, I wrote a poem that I think is pretty good, come on, my father and I Let's discuss it together."

After finishing speaking, Wang Weimin directly dragged Li Changle to the study room, leaving only Wang Siyi staring at him. He finally came back once, but his father didn't seem to notice, so he skipped what she said to Li Changle Some laughed, and even pulled away their boyfriends.

Wang Siyi now suspects that Li Changle is his father's son, and that his own daughter was picked up.

He Shumin looked at Wang Weimin's figure and said with a smile: "Don't worry about your father, it's not like you don't know that when you encounter poetry, you forget everything, and no one at home discusses it with him. It's rare that when Changle comes back, someone can talk to him Let's talk about it and let them go."

Although Wang Siyi felt that the situation was justifiable, he was still a little jealous. The appearance of Li Changle seemed to threaten his family status.

Seeing Wang Siyi who was in a daze, He Shumin waved her fingers in front of Wang Siyi, barely pulling Wang Siyi's thoughts back to reality: "What are you thinking, come to the kitchen and help me."

Wang Siyi let out a cry, and then followed He Shumin into the kitchen. To He Shumin's surprise, she found that Wang Siyi had no idea when, but she already had good control over the kitchen. She could even help her chop vegetables by washing and choosing them. It looks quite proficient.

He Shumin was amazed, she knew her daughter, she used to be the kind who didn't touch the spring water with her fingers, and it took a lot of effort to wash the dishes, but she didn't expect to be so proficient now.

"When did you become so proficient?"

He Shumin couldn't help looking at Wang Siyi who was cutting vegetables with a kitchen knife and asked.

Wang Siyi stopped the kitchen knife in his hand and looked at He Shumin suspiciously.

"In the past, you were struggling to wash and pick vegetables. Why don't you see me for half a year, and you seem to be a different person."

Wang Siyi finally understood his mother's question, said "Oh" and then lowered his head and continued to cut vegetables, saying while cutting: "I learned, I can't really let Li Changle cook for me all my life."

When He Shumin heard this, she clicked her tongue. She, a mother, was surprised by the changes in her daughter. It allowed Wang Siyi to enter the kitchen and learn to cook by herself. She didn't know what enchanting soup Li Changle poured into her daughter.

He Shumin asked suddenly: "Has Changle ever told you when you will get married?"

This sentence made the kitchen knife in Wang Siyi's hand stop, and then Wang Siyi cut vegetables with peace of mind again, and said: "He didn't say the specific time, but he thinks he will get married."

He Shumin sighed, if she didn't mention the time, it means that she hasn't mentioned the topic of marriage yet. Speaking of which, Wang Siyi is three years older than Li Changle, obviously she is not too young, and if she is later, she might have to be an advanced mother.

He Shumin felt that Li Changle had the ability to make Wang Siyi enter the kitchen willingly, which meant that Wang Siyi had really decided not to marry Li Changle in this life.

He Shumin said earnestly: "You have been together for a year now, and you know each other well. It's time to think about this issue..."

Wang Siyi was a little overwhelmed, her mother was not like this before, and she didn't know what happened when she came back here, she always caught herself talking about feelings.

Although Wang Siyi was also concerned about this issue in his heart, he didn't show it, and said calmly: "I'll talk about it when the time comes, I'm still young."

He Shumin looked at her daughter helplessly, her daughter He Shumin probably understood, and she was duplicity again.

He Shumin suddenly fell into deep thought, wondering if she should find a chance to hint to Li Changle, both overtly and secretly.

……

Wang Weimin is still very proud of his success in this year's poetry conference. For example, last year's theme of beauty, everyone was a little surprised when it came out. I really can't figure out how the jury chose this theme.

The theme of the Poetry Conference every year has no rules at all. Perhaps it is rare for the Poetry Conference to coincide with the Mid-Autumn Festival, so the Poetry Conference has a rare trace to follow.

Wang Weimin pulled Li Changle into the study and said: "The theme of the bright moon is indeed very simple, but it is quite difficult to write it well, so I will not ask you if you have written it, lest you take it out and I will write it. I don’t have the courage to come up with my proudest work.”

Wang Weimin's words made Li Changle a little dumbfounded, his future father-in-law was really straightforward and had something to say.

However, according to Li Changle's thinking, if Wang Weimin's talent was not kept up by himself, he would never be able to catch up with him. As far as poetry is concerned, Wang Weimin is actually considered the top group of people in China.

Wang Weimin didn't care about what Li Changle thought, and said directly: "Come on, let's see how many poems I have written. If there are poems and words, come and judge for me."

After speaking, Wang Weimin took out a few poems he had written, and Li Changle fixed his eyes on the two poems and one poem on the table.
The first piece, Linjiang Fairy

When I ascended the railing at the beginning of Ji, we met several times in the world.The world is in a hurry.

Sending himself overseas, looking up at Guihong.

It is expected that after years of wandering, all the spring and autumn will be paid.

Never ask Xidong in my life.

A young man travels thousands of miles, and ten thousand miles is a breeze.

The second song, Xing Xiangzi

The clouds roll over the Red House, and the rain soaks the Qingfeng.I don't know that October is also in a hurry.

Talk about autumn scenery, laugh for a long time.

It's the sound of the book coming, the sound of the book going, and not meeting each other.

Let's take a look at it, he will visit from time to time, and he will be calm with you.

Sparse stars are mixed with wine, and the pleasure should be strong.

Drinking the moon in the river, the water in the moon, and the wind in the water.

The third is a poem
Take the smoke far away from the willow forest, and the lights go to Pingjin.

The road sends the setting sun late, and the wind urges the vegetation to grow.

Kyushu has the same night moon, thousands of miles of floating clouds.

Going across the mountains and seas, I miss you even more when I don’t.

Li Changle stared at these poems several times, muttering to himself from time to time, never thought that Wang Weimin, a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s, could write poems so juvenile.

Wang Weimin looked at Li Changle expectantly and asked, "How?"

Li Changle smiled, and said: "Uncle Wang's talent is needless to say, it is naturally excellent, these few poems, Uncle Wang probably intends to use them to compete in the poetry conference?"

What Li Changle said was the truth. In Li Changle's opinion, these poems are indeed not bad. If they really want to get it in the poetry conference, refer to last year's oh level and one of the three poems can be shortlisted.

Wang Weimin waved his hand and said, "Hey, the poetry conference was played by you young people. I, an old man, did nothing to join in the fun. I just wrote a few poems with my heart in my spare time. It would be nice if someone could appreciate them."

Li Changle smiled, knowing that Wang Weimin's status as a participant in the poetry conference meant that everyone took it for granted if he was shortlisted, and it would be really embarrassing if he wasn't shortlisted.

But Wang Weimin was very itchy, so if he wrote a few poems and didn't show them to others, he would lose the fun of writing them.

Satisfied with Li Changle's praise, Wang Weimin turned his attention to Li Changle again: "Quickly tell uncle, what work did you write this year, and have you delivered it yet?"

Li Changle shook his head with a wry smile. He had a lot of poems about Mingyue in his mind, but it was really difficult to choose which one to participate in the competition.

Seeing Li Changle's expression, and thinking of Li Changle's behavior style in the past, he asked uncertainly: "Could it be that you haven't written it yet?"

Li Changle quickly waved his hands, and then said: "That's not true, it's just that I don't know which one to choose at the moment..."