Chen Qingxuan watched Meiya sitting in a daze all the time, only saying that she couldn't keep up with her. Now she thought that after she left school, she would teach Meiya alone, but then Meiya suddenly started to turn over the book. White fingers moved slowly on the paper, line by line, page by page, obviously looking for something.

What is the girl looking for?

Chen Qingxuan was very curious. He raised his feet and walked towards Meiya, but he was stopped by a child: "Sir, what does this word say?"

Chen Qingxuan stooped down, looked down at tong'er's chubby fingers, and then replied, "this word reads Zhong, this is a surname, Zhong Li."

"Oh, Zhong Li I have heard that there was Zhong Li Chun in the Warring States period, but she was a famous ugly woman!" A child beside said loudly, glancing at ah Chou with his eyes. His eyes were full of ridicule and exultation. "I heard that Mr. Shu once said that Zhong Lichun looked really scary, his forehead was protruding, his eyes were sunken, his nostrils were turning up, his head was quite big, his hair was sparse, and his throat was bigger than that of a man. His skin was black and red, and he could hardly live Take off a motherfucker! "

"Jiafu, have you seen the mother's night fork?" Another child asked, looking curiously at the boastful and homely child, "is there a mother's fork in the world?"

"I don't know if there is one in the world," said the child, whose name is Jiafu, who was more elated and attracted the public's attention. At present, he continued to glance at Meiya, "but when he got here, there was no ready-made one..."

"Jiafu, have you heard all the books that Mr. shushuo said? You only know that Zhong Lichun is ugly. Do you know anything else about her? " Chen Qingxuan suddenly cut off the family fortune before he finished speaking. Chen Qingxuan was always good tempered with these children, but at this time, he looked stern and solemn.

Suddenly there was no sound in the room. The child named Jiafu was also very busy. He was just a showman. After a pause, he had the courage to reply to Chen Qingxuan: "what if he didn't hear it? With such an ugly face, what can she do? Besides, a woman! "

"What happened to the woman? Can't a woman make a difference? Should women be driven by men? Jiafu, if you have such thoughts since you were young, I feel really sad for your mother and sister, "Chen Qingxuan said in a cold voice, glancing at Jiafu at the same time, then walked to the front with his sleeves thrown away, his eyes wandering on a childish face, while sinking," history is never just written by men, heroine Hua Mulan, talented woman Cai Wenji of the Three Kingdoms, cizhongda Family Li Qingzhao, Empress Wu Zetian No one can wipe out the brilliance of these women, let alone men. "

Meiya is the first time to listen to Chen Qingxuan's lecture. Chen Qingxuan always cherishes words like gold. For the first time, Meiya is fascinated by his eloquence. She only thinks that Chen Qingxuan's lecture is more wonderful than that of Mr. storyteller. Meiya can't help cheering Chen Qingxuan, but looks at the child named Jiafu and stands up suddenly.

"You are right. The women are all the best in history. They can live forever. Naturally, they have some abilities. But these women are not good-looking and dependent on men, so they can do something." when talking about this, the family suddenly turned to Meiya, stared at Meiya, and argued with Chen Qingxuan: "only Yes, sir. What's unique about ugly women like Zhong Lichun? What can we do?! Although it's also in the history books, I'm afraid it's just to add a joke to the posterity! "

"Well, since you are curious about zhonglichun's originality, let me tell you something about it." Chen Qingxuan was not angry, but he put down his "hundred family names" and looked at the red faced family fortune calmly. "As you said, zhonglichun is a notorious ugly woman without salt, whose appearance is not seen by ordinary men, but you I don't want to think about it. Is it possible that Zhong Lichun can't look down on the ordinary people? "

Speaking of this, Chen Qingxuan paced slowly, wearing a white linen long gown, which had nothing unique, but showed some fairy wind and crane bones.