Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 543 Wonderful Finale (6)
"Ok."

The two of them moved slightly, and saw another yellow duck lantern. From the surface, it looked exquisite and lovely. Jiujiu sighed: "This is good, cute."

"Okay." Lan Zhongwen nodded, and saw the words "The body is upright, the body is hard, although you can't speak, you will respond to what you say" on the lamp.

"Inkstone." Lan Zhongwen blurted out, these questions are very good, not only instructive, but also thought-provoking.

At least these topics were something he had never seen in books, and they were his own creations.

He got the answer right again, the old man was not surprised, and took down the lanterns to them resignedly. In fact, he really wanted to drive them away. The lantern festival will be held for three days, and the two of them almost gave away the lanterns on the first day. If he wins all, he will be ashamed.

Jiujiu took the lanterns, bowed his head and counted them, "Not bad, not bad, there are seven of them, and one more will be enough to complete the work."

"Okay." Lan Zhongwen replied, and walked slowly to a Qingluan lantern.

It really is the finale, lifelike, extravagant and extravagant, with the words "Whoever brings two sleeves of cigarettes in the court, there is no chance for the two in the side of the piano and in the quilt."Xiaochou doesn't need to be reported by chicken men, and there is no trouble for the maid for five nights.Jiaoshou returned from morning to evening, and his heart was tormented day after year.Time flies and must be borrowed, and the wind and rain will change. 'Take one thing, two words.

This is a little more difficult.

Although Jiujiu had a smile on his face, he was nervous in his heart, keeping a close eye on the changes in Lan Zhongwen's expression.

Lan Zhongwen didn't answer, and carefully recalled the things related to the time. The things mentioned in it, the morning strike, the dawn, the five nights, the morning and the evening, day after year, time and change, are all related to time. implicated.

The two words are about time, what could it be?Lan Zhongwen folded his hands, and suddenly there was a 'ding' in his head, and Mao Sai suddenly opened up, and replied with a smile: "It is more fragrant."

As soon as the words fell, the old man was too shocked to speak, you can guess this!hell!
He took down the lantern and handed it to them, with an expression of admiration on his face, "If I hadn't known that my old acquaintance came up with this question, I would really think that you, sir, knew the answer in advance."

Lan Zhongwen didn't answer him, but took his lantern and smiled, "Thank you."

"Okay, eight lanterns are enough, let's go over there and put the lanterns." Jiujiu smiled consummately.

The old man stopped them, "Wait a minute, you won eight lanterns tonight, you should be the masters of the lantern riddles, won't you go up to receive the prize?"

"What's the prize?" Jiujiu blinked with interest.

"1000 yuan in cash." The old man was very envious.

But this bonus is really too... not attractive to them.

"Forget it, the roster will be announced at ten o'clock for the main competition, and it's only 08:30, we don't bother to wait." After Jiujiu finished speaking, regardless of the old man's dissuasion, Lan Zhongwen and Lan Zhongwen took the lanterns and left.

Waiting for an hour and a half for 1000 yuan is really not their style.

Putting lanterns by the river is like this. Put the lanterns in a lotus dish, write down your wishes for the coming year, and put them in the river.

Jiujiu wrote the word happiness, put the lanterns into the river one by one, and floated away along the current.

Countless lanterns floated in the river, warming Jiujiu's face. She smiled peacefully and silently made a wish to the black river: I hope Lanhuaer and I can live happily ever after...

The Spring Festival has always been busy, and everyone felt that it was extremely long, but it was also fleeting. Soon, the days slipped to the sixth day, and they were about to go to work, and they had to go back to Hong Kong.

On the same day, Lan's mother prepared a bunch of supplements and pastries for Jiujiu, so that she could take care of the child well and not get tired.

Nine nine one one responded, eyes a little red.

When I returned to Hong Kong, Jiujiu couldn't get used to it for a while. The whole Hong Kong was deserted, like an empty city, which made people feel lonely.

Lan Zhongwen often gives prenatal education to the baby in Jiujiu's stomach, and what he talks about is the great principles of life. Sometimes Jiujiu will be silent and deep in thought after listening to it.

He said: There was an old man who was very lonely. When he saw a few parrots in his neighbor's house, he wanted to buy one for himself.

One day, he came to the bird market, where there are many big and small parrots.He saw a sign on the front of a parrot: This parrot can speak two languages, and the price is 200 yuan.

He came to another parrot, and there was a sign on the front of this parrot: This parrot can speak four languages, and the price is 400 yuan.

This person is in trouble, which one is better to buy?Both parrots are well-colored, very flexible and cute.He wandered the bird market again to see if there was anything more suitable.

Finally, he found an old parrot with a dull and disheveled fur. He thought: who would buy such a parrot?But he took a closer look at the label.I was taken aback: the price tag was 800 yuan.

The man quickly called the boss: "Can this parrot speak 8 languages?"

The owner shook his head and said, "No."

The man asked strangely: "Then why is it worth the price if it is old and ugly and has no ability?"

The owner replied: "Because the other two parrots call this parrot boss."

This story tells us that a real leader does not necessarily know how strong he is. As long as he knows how to trust, delegate power and cherish, he will be able to unite forces stronger than himself and thus improve his own worth.On the contrary, many very capable people, because they pursue perfectionism too much, do everything by themselves, think that no one is as good as themselves, and in the end they can only be the best personnel or representatives, and cannot become excellent leaders.

After listening to it, Jiu Jiu pondered for a moment and asked him, "Lan Hua'er, your story is good, but why do you tell such a deep story? Can the baby understand it?"

"I don't know, but I tell my story and he listens to his."

Jiujiu was startled, "Is it effective?"

"If this baby is inherited from me, it should have an effect. If it is inherited from you, then just pretend I didn't tell you." He casually touched Jiujiu's belly with a gentle smile, "Baby, don't you Inherited from your mother, it is better to be like me, to win honor for the family."

"Get lost, what's wrong with inheriting me? You can be a painter in the future, versatile."

(End of this chapter)