After some election votes, everyone agreed that Duan Mingyu... should apologize to Yang Zhaoniang, but Yang Zhaoniang's heart was as big as her fingernails, and she would not forgive Duan Mingyu no matter what she said.

"I really don't forgive me?"

"Hmph, I won't forgive me!" Yang Zhaoniang twisted her pink jade-like face and refused to look at Duan Mingyu angrily.

"Five strings of candied haws!" Duan Mingyu gritted his teeth and had to use his trump card.

"Hmph, even a hundred strings are not enough. I have quit. I don't eat candied haws anymore. If I eat them again, I will have tooth decay!" Yang Zhaoniang still refused to submit.

Seeing Duan Mingyu holding back, Wang Aiqing and Wan Yanyan couldn't help laughing secretly, their shoulders kept shaking, and they could endure it really hard.

"Ahem, what do you think you should do?" Duan Mingyu asked helplessly.

"Unless...unless..." Yang Zhaoniang's words began to loosen. Duan Mingyu immediately beat the snake and followed the stick: "Unless what?"

"Unless you tell me five stories!" Yang Zhaoniang said slowly, nodding heavily: "Well, there are only five!"

"Are three okay? Five are really too many!" Duan Mingyu said bitterly. This girl talks about Duan Mingyu all day long. Even though Duan Mingyu reads a lot of books and is knowledgeable, she has read a series of children's books such as "One Thousand and One Nights", "Grimm's Fairy Tales", "Chinese Fables", etc., but she can't resist this girl's trouble. If this continues, her old secret will be tossed out sooner or later. At that time, she may have to compile it myself.

"Haha, no, no one can be missing!" Yang Zhaoniang smiled brightly, but her tone was very firm, so she could not tolerate Duan Mingyu having any room for resistance.

"It really can't be left behind?" Duan Mingyu still didn't give up.

"Confirm, sure, and sure!" Yang Zhaoniang said very proudly, "This is a must, 30,000 big boards, do you want to kill me!"

Duan Mingyu withdrew from the group in disappointment. For the first time in history, he lost to Zhaoniang's little sister. Well, this time I was unlucky: "Okay, there are only five!" Duan Mingyu had no choice but to bite the bullet and go on.

However, a vulgar person is a vulgar person, and he will always be full of bad water. Duan Mingyu smiled sinisterly and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "Then you have to be fine."

"Yeah, yeah, tell me, I'll listen!" Yang Zhaoniang's head suddenly lit up like a chicken pecking at rice. She looked at Duan Mingyu with interest, her eyes with longing and longing, and she didn't look as angry as she was just now.

Duan Mingyu took a sip of tea and moistened her throat and said, "Hehe, listeners, please pay attention, listeners, please pay attention, below are the five fables created by Zhuangyuan. The plot is ups and downs, the conception is novel, the structure is clever, and there is no one before, and there is no one after another. If there is any similarity, it is purely coincidental!"

"Can you please stop talking nonsense?" Everyone cursed in their hearts at the same time.

"Ah!" Duan Mingyu sneezed loudly, "Who is it? Which bastard is it to scold me again!"

The three of them looked at the sky, the ground, and the feet, all of whom were guilty expressions.

Forget it, don’t bother with you, Duan Mingyu said, “I’ll start when I’m down!”

"When it comes to the turtle racing against the rabbit, the rabbit is too proud and is taken first by the turtle. After the rabbit woke up, he was shocked and immediately drove at full speed and chased him out. As a result, the rabbit failed and died in the tree. A farmer passed by the next to this tree again, picked up the rabbit and went home to braise the dead rabbit."

"Wow. This farmer is so lucky. I'm afraid I won't encounter such a good thing in my life!" Yang Zhaoniang said with her eyes shining.

Foodies are foodies and can never be changed. Duan Mingyu glared at Yang Zhaoniang: "Nonsense, how can this kind of thing happen? Have you ever seen a tortoise and hare race? I'll go, fables are fables, just listen to them, you must not take it seriously!"

"Yeah, then what? What happened later?" Yang Zhaoniang nodded and said.

Duan Mingyu continued: "Then...then the farmer saw that the rabbit would automatically hit the tree, and felt that the hunting dog was useless, so he killed the hunting dog and ate it. From then on, the farmer stopped working again and just waited next to the tree, waiting for the rabbit to hit the door again..."

Wan Yanyan sighed: "This farmer is too stupid. You must never get anything for nothing. It is better to farm with only one's own farming!"

Duan Mingyu immediately patted his wife's flattery: "My wife is indeed extremely smart. If the farmer doesn't work, the crops will not grow well. Later, the farmer raised the crops so that there was no harvest." His family's flattery can be patted, which is conducive to family harmony and social progress. Therefore, Duan Mingyu's consistent purpose is to never be stingy with flattery, even if he beats, he will be beaten with no chance.

"Well, let's continue, winter comes in a blink of an eye. The farmer never picked up a dead rabbit or had no food to eat. Instead, he picked up a frozen snake on the road and wanted to go home to eat it, but the snake woke up and bit him to death..."

Duan Mingyu finished speaking in one breath, and he exhaled deeply to finish work. He saw Yang Zhaoniang still intoxicated in her dream of waiting for the rabbit to come into the door: "Hey, hey, what are you thinking? I've finished talking!"

"Ah, that's all this? No, didn't you tell five stories? You've just told one of them, how could you finish them..." Yang Zhaoniang looked at Duan Mingyu with confusion and asked in confusion.

"What? There are already five!" A trace of cunning flashed in Duan Mingyu's eyes, and he quickly covered up his mind and said seriously.

"No, I remember clearly, I only talked about one!" Yang Zhaoniang shook her head stubbornly, as if she was very confident in her memory.

"No, no, this is the story of "The Race of Tortoise and Hare", "Waiting for Raiders", "Dragon Dead and Dog Cook", "Bound Sprouts to Grow", "Farmer and Snake". Look, there are obviously five!" Duan Mingyu shook his head and said proudly.

"Ah, how can you do it? How can you do it like this!" Yang Zhaoniang was crying, and her pitiful look made people feel very sympathetic and sympathetic.
Chapter completed!