Wu Sifan is also particularly curious about the story of his parents when he was young.

Wu Qingping said: "We were much more conservative in our era than now. How dare we fall in love casually? Parents usually count on marriage matters. Some parents in the hometown are asked to tell the matchmaker first. The couple's children will meet again. The next time they meet, they may be engaged."

Wu Sifan said: "This is an arranged marriage."

"It's also good to take charge, which reduces a lot of intermediate links and saves waste of emotions, time and money."

Wu Siming is sometimes very curious about arranged marriages.

"Then how about we arrange your marriage?"

Liu Yumei looked at the bastard and said.

"Just the girl I like."

Wu Siming looked at his cell phone and said.

"Brother, you are talking nonsense. The order is the matchmaker's words. How can you like it or not?"

Wu Sifan took a photo of his brother and said.

"In our era, there was no need to talk about the orders of parents. It's enough for both men and women not to hate them. There is nothing we can do if we really don't like them. Unlike the ancient bride and groom who opened the veil at night in the bridal chamber, we met. If we like them or not, we have already been worshipped."

Wu Qingping drank.

"One worships the heaven and earth, two worships the high hall, the couple worships each other, and sends them to the bridal chamber,"

Wu Siming smiled. Marriage in ancient times was quite interesting.

The bride covered her red veil, and the groom was full of expectations and worshiped her and entered the bridal chamber.

What kind of mood do you feel when you lift the veil?

After revealing it, what would happen if my wife was shocked?

The bride and groom come to have a glass of wine, then change their words, the wife, husband, and then wear a loose dress, and the spring night is worth a thousand gold.

Full of ritual and sacred sense.

"Lu Manxi's English notes, be careful, just copy and deal with the teacher just like you," Liu Yumei took out Lu Manxi's notebook and opened it and looked at it. In Wu Siming's arms, "It's worth going to the room to read it and going to bed early. It's worth remembering one or two phrases before going to bed. Remembering one or two before going to bed every day, you don't have to worry about not being able to improve your English."

"I copied it very seriously, okay?"

Wu Siming returned to the bedroom with his schoolbag, hung his schoolbag on the bed, changed into sandals, went to the bathroom to wash and soak his feet.

As soon as Wu Siming left, under Liu Yumei's calm gaze, Wu Sifan continued to watch TV with luck. After two seconds, he found that his mother was still staring at him. Wu Sifan consciously put down the remote control of the TV and got up to go to the bathroom.

Wu Siming was soaking his feet.

Wu Sifan used a toothbrush to squeeze the toothpaste into his mouth, moved a stool, sat opposite his brother, rolled up his trousers and soaked his feet together.

Save water resources.

Wu Sifan's white calves were like lotus roots, and his two small feet stepped on the brother's instep and grabbed his toes.

It was very comfortable to be stepped on, and Wu Siming didn't have to do anything. He squeezed some shower gel and dripped it in, rubbed the old girl's feet. After brushing her teeth, the two of them also washed their feet.

The foot cloth was wiped against Wu Siming's side, and Wu Sifan raised his feet and stretched out his feet.

Wu Siming wiped his feet first, and threw the towel on his sister's legs so that he would not spoil her.

Wu Sifan shook his foot at him and wiped it himself.

When he returned to the bedroom, Wu Siming went to the bed and changed into his pajamas. It was less than ten o'clock. He usually went to bed at half past ten o'clock, and he slept less than eight hours a day. He took out Lu Manxi's English notes from his schoolbag to read.

The blank page on the first page reads a big and flying ‘English   notes’ in the middle, followed by a chicken soup, ‘A    day   is   a         miniature   of    eternity’.

When Lu Manxi asked Wu Siming what this English chicken soup meant for the first time, Wu Siming translated it as "charged one minute of electricity per day". He understood the eternity as "electricity"

At that time, Lu Manxi smiled so hard that her stomach hurt.

In the lower right corner of the first page is Lu Manxi's English name and class.

Lu Manxi's notes are particularly neat, and every letter in English is written clearly and clearly.

There is no place that Wu Siming can't understand.

Wu Siming has a habit of reading books. No matter what book he reads, he always reads next to him. He doesn't like to read it while reading it, and he doesn't like to read the ending spoilers first for the book that ends. He keeps the unknown and mysterious feeling from scratch and enjoys it. He will be a little worse when reading the ending first and then read the previous reading experience.

"Brother, I want to read a book and turn on your desk lamp, I want to turn off the light."

Wu Sifan came back after washing his face and prepared to rest directly. He pressed the switch at the door.

Wu Siming turned on the small blue penguin desk lamp on his bed and read at night with the lamp.

"The little yellow flowers of the story have been floating since they were born, and the swing of childhood has been waving with memories until now,"

Wu Sifan turned off the light, drilled into the lower bunk surrounded by the bed curtain, ready to rest, and wanted to listen to a song again. He turned on the MP3 and put on the headphones and listened to humming. After listening to this song, she took off her headphones, "Brother, do you like Xu Song's songs more or Jay Chou's more?"

Wu Siming said: "Jay Chou, his style is richer, including quieter ones such as nocturne and sunny days, and more burning ones such as gold Jia Huo Yuan Jia."

"Jay Chou's commonality is that he can't understand it, but it just sounds nice, right?"

Wu Sifan said with a smile.

Wu Siming nodded and continued to read English.

Wu Sifan couldn't sleep and always wanted to talk, "Brother, can you see it now? Or comfort yourself."

"Look in, pack     up, pack something, for    example, she   packed      up   her      and     left     the   library, get    along     with, get with something, progress,"

Wu Siming casually gave the old girl a fluent English.

"Brother, your pronunciation is quite nice, good          study,day         up." Wu Sifan also spoke English, "Brother, how should you translate the correct ones when studying hard every day?"

“study    hard  and    make    progress   every   day. Is it right?”

Wu Siming learned this English sentence from Lu Manxi, but he didn't know it before high school, but he remembered it now. Many students in the class don't know it now, and some of them may not remember it in the college entrance examination, but this does not mean that English is particularly bad. Translation of famous sayings and aphorisms requires free translation and cannot show the students' true level.

Wu Sifan said: "very    right."

"Are you sure you can say that? It's not your own Chinese-style English?"

Wu Siming expressed doubts.

"Yes, very     good can very                                                                                                                      

Wu Sifan couldn't explain the grammar clearly, so he gave the simplest example.

Wu Siming had a grammar at first, so he was confused by his old girl. Very        Good is definitely no problem, very        right always sounds weird.

At this time, Liu Yumei checked her bedroom every day and opened the door and walked into the room of her brother and sister.

My mother is like a sergeant.

Every day before going to bed, I checked Wu Siming and Wu Sifan for bed, checked whether the windows were closed, checked whether there were mosquitoes in summer, and didn’t wipe out the mosquito coils, and checked how the heating was like in winter. If the heating was too hot, put a basin of water on the heating cylinder. When I got up at night, I would come to the room to take a look, see if the cub was covered with a quilt, and my arms and legs came out to cover it.

Looking at the bastard and his daughter, Liu Yumei was particularly pleased.

My mother cannot feel this feeling now.

If you don’t be a parent, you don’t know your parents’ hard work and happiness. The ordinary love of your parents is the purest love in the world.

"Mom, can you say very right? "

Wu Sifan opened the bed curtain and asked.

"I don't know, mom hasn't touched English for many years." Liu Yumei walked to the window and opened the curtains and looked around, "Xiao Ming, do you have no bed curtains? Are you cold to sleep at night? Can you feel the wind blowing on your head?"

Wu Siming said: "The door is open and it's windy."
Chapter completed!