Wen/Second brother of the Song family
Once upon a time, in the north of Taierzhuang City, there was a nanluo village, and there was a king in the village, and there were three girls outside the king, and all three girls were married. The eldest son-in-law is a literati, and the second son-in-law is a businessman, just a little less than the third son-in-law, who is an honest farmer who cultivates the land.
Wang Yuanwai has always hated the poor and loved the rich, and has always looked down on his son-in-law, because he is a farmer, has no culture, and has no money. But he greatly admired the son-in-law. He was loyal and honest, and worked very hard, and only on this basis did Wang Yuanwai marry his third daughter to him.
One year, wang yuanwai celebrated his sixtieth birthday, three sons-in-law came to wish the old man a happy birthday, after three rounds of wine, and after five flavors of dishes, Wang Yuanwai proposed that three sons-in-law write poems in order to improve the yaxing of drinking, so as to enliven the atmosphere in the liquor field.
The eldest son-in-law and the second son-in-law are both people on the scene, and they are familiar with drinking and writing poetry, and both people clap their hands and agree. Only the son-in-law of the three bridesmaids bowed their heads and did not squeak, thinking in their hearts: Knowing that I am a Zhuanghu person and have no culture, and still letting me compose poetry, is this not deliberately making me ugly?
The third elder was thinking, only to hear the eldest son-in-law say, "What is the title?" The old man said, "I just bought a horse a few days ago, so let's take my horse as the title." The boss opened the paper fan and said arrogantly: "The horse is due south, the fart is in front of the door, the horse runs eight hundred miles, and the smell is not finished." ”
When the old man heard this, he said busily: "Be well..." and personally picked vegetables for the boss to eat. Immediately after the gesture: his second brother-in-law, this time it is time for you to say, only to see the second brother full sleeve and said: "Hit the horse to the north, pee and wet the legs, the horse ran eight hundred miles, and fell to a leg of ash." ”
The old man listened, and there was another round of applause, and now it was the turn of the third son-in-law. The third elder scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, and the redness of his face could not be thought of. At this moment, the mother-in-law and the eldest sister-in-law came, heard them composing poems, a strong laugh, who had wanted to listen to the mother-in-law's poof, let out a fart, at this time the old third spirit machine moved and said: "There is! The horse went straight west, the mother-in-law laughed out of breath, the horse ran eight hundred miles, and the ass door was not closed. ”
After the old mother-in-law listened, her face turned yellow, and she blurted out a few poems: "Hit the horse to the east, the four people are not in shape, the horse runs eight hundred miles, still cutting the big air, who wants to talk nonsense again, will beat the dog's belly." ”
After everyone listened, they all laughed loudly...
