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Chapter 28 The Skylark and the Incident

"Auntie also likes poetry?" He Xiaoling asked while watching TV.

Grandma listened to the melodious chanting on the TV, and seemed to fall into the memory: "That's not it! When I was young, I liked to read prose and poetry. Shuangzi's grandfather wrote poetry and writing well, and the calligraphy was also good... "

Gao Shuang replied, "Aunt He also likes poetry, right?"

He Xiaoling nodded: "I liked it for a while when I was in college, and I wrote some of it myself, but I never published it."

Xu Shi's hair was uncomfortably pressed behind her back. He Xiaoling pulled her long hair like a waterfall in front of her and asked sideways, "Why is Xiao Shuang suddenly interested in this? I haven't seen you pay attention to this before."

"Hey! I just wanted to join in the fun. A friend of mine has entered the finals, so I have to give him a show." Gao Shuang sneered and lied.

He Xiaoling was a little surprised to hear this: "Then Xiao Shuang, your friend is so good? You've all entered the finals!"

Grandma exposed Gao Shuang mercilessly: "What friend, just a netizen, listen to him brag for you!"

Gao Shuang was embarrassed for a while, and the embarrassed expression caused He Xiaoling to cover her mouth and chuckle.

"Grandma, you are prejudiced! Have you heard of meow stars? The preliminary and semi-finals of this poetry contest are both champions!" Gao Shuang took out his mobile phone, opened the official website of the poetry contest, and showed off to his grandmother and He Xiaoling.

"Meow star?" He Xiaoling heard the name somewhat familiar: "I seem to have heard a colleague mention it."

Gao Shuang clicked on the link to the work at the top of the semi-final ranking list, and approached He Xiaoling: "Come on, Aunt He, show you his previous poems!"

He Xiaoling took Gao Shuang's phone and took a serious look: "You Are the April Sky in the World"?"

He Xiaoling slowly swiped the page.

Look down word by word.

Gao Shuang could see He Xiaoling's rosy lips lightly open from the side.

He seemed to be reciting silently in his heart.

The afterglow of the setting sun put a layer of gold border on He Xiaoling's body.

Quiet and gentle.

The poem is not long, but He Xiaoling read it very seriously.

When the page was scrolled to the bottom, Gao Shuang asked softly, "Do you like it?"

He Xiaoling nodded slowly, as if she was still immersed in the wonderful artistic conception of poetry: "This poem...is really well written!"

Gao Shuang's body moved closer to He Xiaoling's side, and said softly, "Aunt He...you are love, warmth, and hope! You are the April day in the world!"

"what?"

He Xiaoling seemed to be taken aback by Gao Shuang's boldness, her body slightly avoided, and she let out a soft cry.

After Gao Shuang finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself a lot!

Reckless!

It's the same as saying it...

I don't know how I just made this stupid trick!
Gao Shuang hurriedly lowered his head, pointed at the phone and said, "I'm talking about poetry, this last line of poetry is very well written, it's like saying...cough..."

I can't make it up a bit!

He Xiaoling smiled and nodded seriously: "It's well written, and I like the last sentence very much."

Fortunately, He Xiaoling took the call, and the embarrassed atmosphere immediately resolved most of them.

Let Gao Shuang chat a little more awkwardly, and he estimates that he can make a hole in the floor with his toes.

Gao Shuang was a little guilty, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at He Xiaoling, but in this way, his eyes fell on those attractive legs.

At this moment, he was in a hurry to change the subject, so he asked casually: "What, Aunt He, did your feet twist completely last time?"

"Well, it's all done. Auntie hasn't thanked you for helping me apply the medicine last time."

He Xiaoling's voice became smaller and smaller.

"It's not all the feet that swelled because of helping me. It's all right to apply medicine to you..." Gao Shuang shut up as he spoke.

He suddenly discovered that this topic was even more embarrassing than what happened just now! ! !

The last time I rubbed medicine on Aunt He, I didn't do anything good!
Both fell silent.

Gao Shuang summoned the courage to glance at He Xiaoling, and saw that she was watching TV as usual, but her cute little earlobes were completely red.

never mind!Already so!

How to love it!

Gao Shuang completely gave up his plan to speak, the more he said, the more mistakes he made!

His body also slowly relaxed.

It's just that he was sitting a little forward, and when he relaxed his right arm, he fell into a soft tenderness.

He Xiaoling didn't react, and Gao Shuang didn't dare to move.

As the finals played, Gao Shuang's attention slowly turned back to the TV.

After a while, Gao Shuang's stomach suddenly rumbled.

The sound is not too loud, almost inaudible under the cover of the TV.

Grandma watched TV intently, but she didn't respond.

But He Xiaoling didn't seem to be as focused as she had shown, and she found out immediately: "Have Xiao Shuang and Auntie not eaten yet?"

Grandma suddenly slapped her leg when she heard this, and took off her glasses in a hurry: "Oh! I forgot about this while watching TV! I'm going to cook some food."

Gao Shuang grabbed his grandma and said, "I can order takeout."

"What do you want to eat at home? I'm going to order some noodles." Grandma stood up with the armrest of the sofa.

He Xiaoling took a step faster. She stood up and stopped her grandmother: "Auntie! Don't be too busy, let me come, I just didn't eat."

"How did this happen!"

The two struggled for a while about cooking.

In the end, grandma couldn't defeat He Xiaoling, so she had to let He Xiaoling cook.

The grandma who sat on the sofa again said with emotion: "This girl He is really a good girl, and I don't know which stupid boy got cheaper in the end!"

Gao Shuang asked tentatively, "Grandma, what do you think of me?"

"You? You dare to make me break your leg!"

Grandma's contemptuous look deeply hurt Gao Shuang's fragile heart!

What's wrong with me?
Is your eldest grandson so unwelcoming?

You are really my grandma! ! !

……

After a while, He Xiaoling brought three bowls of egg noodles from the kitchen.

Grandma didn't want to miss TV, so she was in the house, watching TV and eating.

The space in the house is limited, and there is no place to put a few more bowls.

It is inconvenient to carry a bowl.

Gao Shuang and He Xiaoling sat down on the small stone table in the yard.

"Huh, it's really fragrant, if you want to say cooking, you have to look at Aunt He's craftsmanship!" Gao Shuang glanced at the steaming egg noodles on the stone table, and his appetite suddenly increased, and he sat down to eat.

He Xiaoling slapped him on the back of the hand angrily: "Little greedy cat! First! Go! Wash! Hands!"

"It's worth it! You have the final say!"

Gao Shuang went to the kitchen to wash his hands, then sat down and snorted the noodles.

During the meal, Gao Shuang suddenly asked, "Aunt He, is that Luo still looking for you?"

"I didn't dare to come again, I just made two calls." Aunt He eats delicately and speaks softly.

"You still answer his phone, you just blocked him!"

"It should have been made clear, and you haven't contacted me recently."

Gao Shuang didn't really like that Luo Qianyi at all, and shoved his chopsticks into the bowl: "What connection! That's harassment! I should have punched this guy a few more times last time!"

There was not much noodles in the bowl, and the weight of the chopsticks could not be supported, and a chopstick rolled under the stone table!

"Listen to Auntie's words, don't do anything with others, you won't lose if you win or lose." He Xiaoling gave Gao Shuang a helpless look, and said earnestly.

"Uh-huh……"

Gao Shuang agreed while bending down to reach for the chopsticks under the table.

As soon as I touched the chopsticks, I looked up and saw that Aunt He's feet were not in the slippers.

The toes wrapped in shredded meat are extraordinarily cute.

Gao Shuang hurriedly picked up the chopsticks and rushed to the tap.

When I came back, I ate noodles and thought about it in my heart.

Does Aunt He like her?

Or to put it another way, does Aunt He hate her!

Recently, my relationship with Aunt He seems to be much better.

Some physical touches are also more casual, and Aunt He did not show any disgust.

Even when she applied safflower oil to Aunt He's feet last time, Aunt He didn't show any obvious resistance.

This at least shows that Aunt He should not hate to be in contact with herself... Right!

Gao Shuang's feet slowly moved towards He Xiaoling under the table, and lightly rubbed her beautiful feet.

He Xiaoling looked at him with a slightly startled expression, and quickly retracted her feet without thinking: "What are you doing? No big or small! Are you looking for a beating?"

"No, I bumped into it accidentally." Gao Shuang quibble.

He Xiaoling looked at Gao Shuang, and after a moment of silence, she lowered her head and ate noodles with flickering eyes, and said softly, "I'm your aunt..."

He never spoke to Gao Shuang after that.

……

When he returned to the sofa to watch TV, Gao Shuang was a little absent-minded.

I won't make Aunt He angry just now.

After He Xiaoling finished cleaning up the dishes, she naturally sat down beside Gao Shuang when she came back.

As if nothing happened.

This also made Gao Shuang, who had been worried all the time, relieved.

……

The game is now in the second half.

What is about to be recited is a poem called "Lark".

The author is Gu Ming who fights with the cats on the Internet.

Although Gao Shuang disdained his character, he was still very jealous of his strength.

The reciter of Gu Ming's poems is Song Yuyun, a famous emotional show host. The biggest feature of the emotional shows she hosts is tearing.

This has a lot to do with her speaking rhythm and language habits.

Song Yuyun's voice is low among women, and it is easy to bring people into a sad atmosphere when combined with a slower speech rate.

When the background music played, Gao Shuang probably knew the tone of the song "Lark"!
sorrowful!
Sad!

Sorrowful!

Sure enough, when Song Yujun opened his mouth, the deep taste already made the audience's heart twitch.

"Under the broken eaves,
The cold wind blows the white awns at the starting point.

The old dog was panting in the haystack,
Squinting at the whining lark.

......"

As the poem unfolds, a lark dying in the snow in the early winter comes into people's sight.

Human captivity makes it lose its wildness.

The invasion of natural enemies made it bruised all over.

The power of nature makes it hungry and cold.

A large number of metaphors express injustice and reflect helplessness.

Bring out the lark's pitiful and pathetic!

When the last sentence "The skylark ended sadly in the neighing!" said from the reciter, Gao Shuang saw in the camera that many audience members were secretly wiping their tears.

Looking around again, I don't know when, grandma also secretly wiped her eyes.

Even Aunt He had red eyes.

Extreme sadness, this is the creative direction Gu Ming is best at.

Whether you like him or not, you cannot deny that this person has a very high talent for creating tragic tears.

He can always grab the softest place in people's hearts and stab them hard.

This time, he succeeded again!
Sure enough, the audience voted, and Gu Ming's "The Skylark" ranked No.18 in the poetry category with more than 1 votes!
Gu Ming came to the scene of the studio today.

After the votes were announced, the camera gave him a close-up.

Gu Ming's face was full of excitement!

He stood up and bowed to the applauding audience, and finally turned his unabashed smug gaze to the camera.

You can feel the flamboyant smell on him through the screen!

At this moment, an unexpected scene suddenly occurred at the scene.

I saw the host walk onto the stage, motioning for the next reciter to wait for a while, and then announced with a serious expression:

"The review team disagrees with this result!"

　I had a cold last week, and I lost my sense of taste after getting better...

　　All of a sudden the sweet, sour and bitter tastes are gone.Suddenly, I felt that my life had lost half of its color.Some things feel ordinary when they are not lost, but when you lose them, you realize how valuable these ordinary things are.Eating rice and steamed buns is no longer sweet, and drinking beverages is only slightly salty. I have not wanted to eat for several days in a row.Let's go and cherish it, I wish all readers can be healthy and safe!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)