Chapter 1417 1417. Host
Song Tan racked his brains for gifts.
To be honest, her first reaction was to give him a jade pendant as well.
She was still wearing the peach pendant with a hint of spicy green that Lu Chuan had given her on her neck. After wearing it for so many months, the already shiny and gelatinous texture inside now seems to be filled with water.
It is different from the glowing and hardening described by conventional jadeite, but it is really like a puddle of water. It is a manifestation of the spiritual energy gathering inside. Wearing it for a long time can really nourish the body.
It's not impossible to give Lu Chuan one who has been cultivated in the same way.
She even has plans for her family.
However, since everyone has it, giving it as a gift seems a bit careless.
And with her current ability, it will take some time from selection to delivery of the goods. And the remaining month was not enough for her to bring the jade pendant into any extraordinary condition.
What's more, with Lu Chuan's eyesight, he knew exactly what kind of quality something would cost. In this kind of jewelry transactions, only buyers have been fooled, and I have never heard of sellers being confused.
It's too careless to use it to deal with people.
She thought about it—ancient books?
She had a lot of those things in her previous life, but now only novels and textbooks are left in the room.
Electronics? Lu Chuan is a person who never treats himself badly. His daily food, clothing, housing and transportation are all that he feels are most comfortable and suitable within his capabilities.
Song Tan looked at Lu Chuan, who was pruning the first wave of blue snowflakes, and suddenly had an idea.
Although he was still a little nervous after more than a month, Lu Chuan knew all about his little-known tricks in farming and could do it!
She went back to her room and hurriedly went online to make preparations, and here, Chen Chi finally waited until it was time to get off work.
He carefully moved the model gift box given by Yang Zhengxin into the room, and even wiped the table again and again. Chen Xi came in and looked at it with interest:
"This needs to be put together according to the drawings. Do you want me to help you?"
Chen Chi shook his head decisively: "No, no, I told Qiao Qiao that the two of us will compete! But we won't compete these two days. We will play with Yang Zhengxin these two days. We are the hosts and we must entertain him well."
Chen Xi was a little surprised: "You know the host now?"
"Of course I know!" Chen Chi said proudly: "Teacher Xin just finished the exam—brother, did you not read my test paper carefully?"
Xin Jun did not require that these test papers require any parent signature. However, Chen Xi and Chen Chi were not often together before. Now in order to cultivate their relationship, they inevitably have to ask more questions. He took the initiative to read Chen Chi's papers.
But these papers mostly involved comprehensive literature, history and mathematics questions. As an adult who found it hard to even read the questions, knowledge was flowing from his brain every day, and he soon stopped taking them seriously.
Chen Xi had to admit that he no longer had the ability to read long texts.
In short, my brother’s face cannot be lost.
So he cleared his throat: "Of course I watched it. I was just surprised that you could remember - come on, tell me what it means?"
Chen Chi didn't have that kind of photographic memory, so now he could only hum and remember part of it: "The Host," comes from "Zuo Zhuan" in the Spring and Autumn Period. It tells the story of Zheng Guo, the master of the Eastern Road, who came to entertain Qin Guo during the war. messenger…"
Chen Xi didn't know whether it was right or not.
Now that Chen Chi can remember these, he is already better than him. Although he couldn't remember the meaning completely...but because he didn't know it himself, he could only nod seriously. When Chen Chi cheered and ran away quickly, he quickly took out the paper and sent a message to Xin Jun:
"Teacher Xin, has Chen Chi learned such advanced cultural knowledge now?"
Xin Jun was a little surprised. After asking about the cause and effect, he couldn't help laughing: "It's not that exaggerated. It's just that sometimes they hear vocabulary they don't understand in some of our daily speech. If you ask me in class, I will let them learn and memorize it." Ichiban…”
"Moreover, for Chen Chi and Qiao Qiao, being able to understand other people's words is the most important thing - don't think that this is an innate ability. In fact, if you communicate more with people in society, You will find that many people do not have the ability to understand other people’s words.”
Chen Xi really didn't notice this!
Real or fake?
However, it was all thanks to Teacher Xin that Chen Chi was able to look like he was now. He had no intention of questioning it. At this moment, he asked Chen Chi what textbooks and books he would need next, and then he breathed a sigh of relief -
No matter what, facing the teacher is still a bit stressful!
Qiao Qiao and Yang Zhengxin watched another episode of "Chinese Boy" together. The two of them were humming and making random gestures on the rooftop, and then they saw Chen Chi running over from a distance.
Yang Zhengxin lay on the rooftop and watched from a distance: "Wow, he even brought flowers! It's quite romantic!"
Qiaoqiao also came over: "What kind of flower is it? I didn't see it clearly."
Chen Chi was tall and had long legs. At this moment, he was running all the way and could only see the flowers in his arms. Before he could see the specific details, he had already stomped upstairs.
At this moment, Yang Zhengxin turned around on the rooftop and saw that Chen Chi had handed over the flowers in his arms.
His eyes are not big, his face is slightly square, and his skin is dark.
But no handsome face can replace the sincerity and enthusiasm in his expression.
At this moment, Chen Chi was out of breath, but still said enthusiastically: "Yang Zhengxin, I don't have any other gifts for you, so I just made a flower basket for you after get off work - everyone on TV loves to send this. Do you like it?"
It was a small and exquisite flower basket made of wicker. It contained a bunch of white thatch buds that had just aged, and a lot of flowers on the river beach - water chestnuts in the water, galsang flowers on the bank, and flowers on the grass. dandelions, a large patch of mother-in-law in the corner...
Especially Po Na, it grows crawlingly close to the ground. Its color is sky blue, but the flowers fall off when touched. Yang Zhengxin touched a dozen of them during his free time today!
He is most familiar with this flower, his mother used it on his nails!
Nowadays, these granolas are piled up on the green leaves, but they haven’t fallen off yet!
…
Yang Zhengxin prides himself on being a man!
In addition to sending flowers to his mother during the holidays, he would sneer at the flowers given to him by his puppy love in class!
But now, looking at the flower basket in his arms without a single expensive flower, he grinned widely: "It looks good! I like it!"
Then he started placing the flower baskets left and right as the setting sun began: "Let me, let me, let me show it off in a post on Moments... Wait a minute, don't go too far, let's take a photo later!"
He was not polite at all, and shouted loudly downstairs: "Brother Lu! Brother Lu! Take a picture for us!"
No, good night first. .
"Host" is a Chinese idiom, which comes from Zuo Qiuming's "Zuo Zhuan: The Thirty Years of Duke Xi" in the Spring and Autumn Period. [1]
In the Spring and Autumn Period, Zhu Zhiwu, the doctor of Zheng, met with Duke Mu of Qin and asked the Qin army to stop attacking Zheng. From now on, Zheng would serve as a host on the east road to entertain envoys from Qin. Because the State of Zheng was to the east of the State of Qin, it was called the "host". This idiom generally refers to the host who receives or entertains guests. [From Baidu Encyclopedia]