Chapter 230 I want an explanation for my IQ!
This sister Baoer...

After much persuasion, Sister Pei finally agreed...

Do you know how much I paid?

Li Xiang just felt very tired, too tired.

Tired, destroy it.

He turned his head and looked at Pei Xueqing with eyes as innocent as a deer's.

Pei Xueqing gave him a reassuring look, chuckled, and grabbed Feng Yingying's hands: "Xiang'er is worried about you, so he asked me to come and accompany you."

"This... is this something I can accompany?" Feng Yingying leaned back tactically, in awe.

Damn, you city people just play with flowers!
"Why not?" Li Xiang said immediately: "Hey, sister is here to accompany you out of kindness. Look at you, sister Baoer, you are so heartbreaking!"

"I just haven't heard that someone would be needed to accompany someone for such a thing." Feng Yingying quickly shook her hand and said, "Those old ladies from the Pei family didn't tell me about it either."

"So it's here now?" Li Xiang said with a smile.

But who would have thought that Feng Yingying was sometimes a little silly, but in this case she was not too ambiguous.

"No, no, this is absolutely not allowed. It's so embarrassing..." Feng Yingying covered her face with her hands, but her big eyes were still secretly looking at Pei Xueqing through her fingers.

"As the saying goes, solitary yin cannot grow, solitary yang cannot produce." Li Xiang began to make up nonsense: "Why are you usually so stupid? It's because you always stay alone. Have you noticed that when you are with my sister, you are always smarter than usual?"

"What the hell am I!" Feng Yingying was immediately unhappy: "You guys always say I'm stupid, but actually I'm not stupid at all, most of the time I'm quite witty!"

"How clever?" Li Xiang glanced at Feng Yingying suspiciously.

"Of course it's smart!" Feng Yingying made a strong pose, looking very muscular.

Li Xiang glanced at the sky. The sun had just set, so there was plenty of time.

Even though Sister Baoer is a little bit pedantic sometimes, we still have to let her squeeze out her few remaining wisdom first.

"Well, let me ask you two questions now." Li Xiang said solemnly: "If you speak loudly now, will you feel dizzy?"

"Not dizzy." Feng Yingying answered simply.

"Are you seeing stars?" Li Xiang asked again.

Feng Yingying didn't know what Li Xiang meant, so she asked back, "No, why are you asking this?"

"Come, stand up." Li Xiang motioned Feng Yingying to stand up, and then sat next to Pei Xueqing, with one hand naturally placed on her round thigh.

"You have to do whatever I tell you to do. You must cooperate well. Do you understand?" Li Xiang asked quickly.

"No problem!" Feng Yingying looked as if she was ready to sacrifice herself heroically.

"Come on, breathe in." Li Xiang stretched out his other free hand and raised it backwards: "Breathe in."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yingying took a deep breath in cooperation.

"Howl! Don't stop until I tell you to!" Li Xiang ordered loudly.

“Ah————!!” Feng Yingying opened her rosy little mouth and began to scream loudly.

Li Xiang continued to raise his hand backwards: "Don't stop until I tell you to! Keep howling!"

However, Feng Yingying could no longer howl at this time. She just opened her mouth and let out a deafening silent roar.

"Stop!" Seeing that it was almost time, Li Xiang quickly asked her to stop.

Feng Yingying staggered twice, holding her forehead with one hand and holding the chair with the other.

"Are you confused?" Li Xiang asked with a smile.

"No, I'm not confused!" Feng Yingying was still stubborn: "It's just... I just have some stars in my eyes..."

"Brother, what's wrong with her?" Pei Xueqing asked in a very soft voice.

Li Xiang replied in the same voice: "She was crying out for lack of oxygen. I'm telling you, sister, this is because Sister Baoer is in good health. If it was our aunt, she would have to ask someone to prepare for her funeral."

Pei Xueqing gently nudged Li Xiang with her little fist and held back the laughter that was on the verge of bursting out.

This is also one of Li Xiang's little tricks. Sister Baoer already has some melons. If she shouts that she is short of oxygen, there will definitely be more melons on top of melons.

Since ancient times, deep affection cannot be retained, only routines can win people's hearts!

Li Xiang rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile: "I have also studied with Master Sun for a period of time. According to my judgment, you have a typical case of solitary yin syndrome, which has caused some problems with your IQ now."

Not only Feng Yingying, Pei Xueqing also didn't know what this word meant.

The word "IQ" had not yet been coined in this era.

They both asked in unison: "What is IQ?"

"The so-called IQ is a unit to measure a person's intelligence." Li Xiang tried his best to explain it in easy-to-understand words, fearing that his two wives would not understand what he meant.

"Impossible!" Feng Yingying immediately retorted: "There is nothing wrong with my IQ!"

Li Xiang leaned in Pei Xueqing's arms and said with a smile: "Okay, let me test you."

"What are you testing me on?" Feng Yingying instinctively felt that something was wrong, but she still wanted to see what Li Xiang was going to say next.

As the saying goes, curiosity kills the cat, not because cats are curious, but because cats have low IQs...

Similarly, Feng Yingying, this silly girl, is so stupid...

Li Xiang cleared his throat and said, "Let's test your IQ to see if it's up to standard."

"There's no need to test it. With my IQ, if I took it out of my head and weighed it, I would still weigh two kilograms more than you two!" Feng Yingying pointed and said confidently.

Before Li Xiang could say anything, he felt a small hand gently grabbing his waist.

He understood what the person behind him meant. This person was too arrogant and he had to teach her a lesson!
"Well, please listen to the first question." Li Xiang rolled up his sleeves, turned around and said to Pei Xueqing: "Sister, stay away from her first."

"Yeah." Pei Xueqing stood up after hearing that, walked to the side, picked up a chair, sat not far away, and watched with a smile as Li Xiang fooled Feng Yingying.

"Let me ask you, under what circumstances does one plus one equal three?" Li Xiang asked.

"One plus one will never equal three under any circumstances!" Feng Yingying said firmly, and made a gesture to Pei Xueqing behind Li Xiang.

I learned this gesture from Li Xiang before.

"Look, you don't believe me when I tell you that!" Li Xiang slapped his thigh and turned to Pei Xueqing and said, "Sister, tell her!"

As he said this, he mouthed the word "wrong".

Pei Xueqing read Li Xiang's lip language and said with a faint smile: "One plus one equals three if you miscalculate. Baoer, you are really something."

Feng Yingying didn't realize that the two siblings were working together to deceive her. She just thought that there was something wrong with her, but she still said stubbornly, "If the calculation is wrong, it can still be equal to four or five..."

"Don't worry about what it is, just tell me whether you got it right or not." Li Xiang stared at Feng Yingying with burning eyes. "Oh, then I did get it wrong, try again!" Feng Yingying still didn't want to admit defeat.

"Oh, it seems that with your current IQ, it is really difficult for you to answer this kind of question." Li Xiang said sarcastically, "I will give you another chance. Let me ask you, a little monkey climbs up a tree to pick cotton. Assuming that it can pick two taels in a quarter of an hour, how much can it pick in an hour?"

Feng Yingying was delighted when she heard this question: "It goes without saying. One hour is equal to eight quarters of an hour. One quarter of an hour means picking two taels of fruit, and four quarters of an hour means picking one jin of fruit. This question is too simple."

"Wrong!" Li Xiang pointed at Feng Yingying and shouted.

"Wrong? How is that possible?!" Feng Yingying asked in disbelief.

"Sister, tell her." Li Xiang turned around and looked at Pei Xueqing.

Pei Xueqing held his forehead with his hand, shook his head and said, "Bao'er, cotton doesn't grow on trees. The correct answer should be that the little monkey can't pick the cotton..."

Hearing this answer, Feng Yingying's delicate little face wrinkled.

"Little elephant! Why didn't you tell me in advance!"

"This is common sense." Li Xiang smiled and said, "You are lazy and don't know the difference between grains, and you blame me?"

"You..." Feng Yingying still refused to accept: "You are just taking advantage of the situation!"

"Then let me ask you another simple question. It takes a quarter of an hour to boil an egg. How long does it take to boil eight eggs?" Li Xiang asked again.

Soon, Feng Yingying came up with her own answer: "Of course it's eight quarters of an hour, which is one hour!"

"Ah..." Li Xiang shook his head, as if he felt sorry for Feng Yingying's intelligence: "Can't you cook eight eggs at once? It still takes a quarter of an hour, right?"

"I..." Feng Yingying was so anxious that she burst into tears. She turned to Pei Xueqing and said, "Sister, am I really that stupid?"

Pei Xueqing just lowered her eyebrows and smiled, but her tacit attitude betrayed her thoughts.

It's really amazing that he can be fooled by an elephant.

"In fact, it's just like what I said, yin alone can't grow, yang alone can't produce anything. As long as you and sister are together, you can improve this situation." Li Xiang said seriously: "If you don't believe me, let her come over, and you hold her arm and try again."

"Okay——" Feng Yingying answered straightforwardly.

"Sister." Li Xiang waved at Pei Xueqing and moved his butt to the side.

Pei Xueqing obediently stood up and sat next to Feng Yingying, allowing her to hug her arms.

"Okay, please listen to the question." Li Xiang cleared his throat and asked Feng Yingying: "Let me ask you, one plus one in what ..."

"If the calculation is wrong, it is equal to three!" Feng Yingying answered immediately without any hesitation.

"Congratulations! You can answer all the questions!" Li Xiang stood up, held Feng Yingying's little face with both hands, and said excitedly.

"Eh?" Feng Yingying tried to recall what had just happened...

"This...what is going on?" There was a big question mark on her little head.

"Didn't I tell you? Yin alone cannot grow, Yang alone cannot produce anything," Li Xiang began to make up a story. "Now that you've embraced your elder sister, with her help, your illness has been closed, and nothing can go wrong. Your clever IQ has taken over again!"

"Really?" Feng Yingying's eyes were twinkling with little stars.

"Has Brother Xiang ever lied to you?" Li Xiang's tone was steady, but his hands were dishonestly kneading Pei Xueqing's slender waist.

"No, no." Feng Yingying suddenly realized, "What you asked me just now are all questions I have asked before. Are you kidding me?"

Ouch? Sister Baoer, you can do it...

Li Xiang smiled and said to her, "Okay, okay, then stand up. I'll ask you a question I've asked before and see if you can answer it."

Just as Feng Yingying was about to stand up, she was held back by Pei Xueqing helplessly.

She really couldn't stand it anymore. This was too bullying.

"Baoer, listen to me, let's not answer, okay?"

"No, Sister Pei!" Feng Yingying jumped aside and said repeatedly, "I want to ask for an explanation for my IQ!"

"You're still not convinced, Sister Baoer." Li Xiang looked at Feng Yingying with a very manly look, "Well, let me ask you, if a little monkey climbs up a tree to pick apples, and it takes a quarter of an hour to pick one, how many can it pick in an hour?"

"You can't pick any, because apples don't grow on trees!" Feng Yingying answered confidently.

"Sister Baoer, apples grow on trees." Li Xiang said with great regret.

"Ah?!" Feng Yingying wanted to cry but had no tears: "No... doesn't it grow on trees?"

"That's cotton, and this is Ringo." Li Xiang raised his hand and made a "yeah" gesture: "Just accept your fate, Sister Baoer. Only by being with me can you regain the upper hand with your smart IQ."

"Wait a minute, I'll try again." Feng Yingying walked to Pei Xueqing and hugged her arm: "Little Elephant, ask me again!"

"Okay, let me ask you, the little monkey climbed up the tree..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Feng Yingying.

"If you can't pick cotton, Ringo can pick four!"

"Congratulations! You can draw inferences about other situations!" Li Xiang solemnly held Feng Yingying's little hand and shook it.

"I..." Feng Yingying was almost crying, "Am I really like what Xiang'er said..."

"I'm sorry, Sister Baoer." Li Xiang cleared his throat: "So be obedient and let me stay with you tonight."

"Okay... okay." Feng Yingying scratched her head: "I feel like my mind is very confused, and I don't know why."

Li Xiang thought to himself, you are a fool to begin with, and you must have been deprived of oxygen by the howling just now, how can you not be in a mess?

"Then... let's get started." Li Xiang said, walking forward with a wicked smile.

Feng Yingying was about to struggle, but found herself in Pei Xueqing's arms.

"Hehe, don't try to escape." Pei Xueqing smiled gently, raised an eyebrow at Li Xiang, and signaled him to start.

Li Xiang jumped up and pounced forward.

……

"She seemed to be in good health normally, able to fetch water and chop firewood. How come she is unable to do that now?" Li Xiang asked puzzledly, looking at the unconscious Feng Yingying.

In fact, Feng Yingying was not asleep at all, and she even moved her fingers when she heard this.

She was just too shy. She thought the Pei family's mother-in-law was talking about one-on-one, but she didn't expect it to be two-on-one...

Even though she had known some gossip before, she couldn't accept such an avant-garde thing for a while, so she just lay on the bed and pretended to sleep.

"Since Sister Baoer is no longer able to do it, it's Sister's turn." Li Xiang turned his gaze to Pei Xueqing with a smile.

Pei Xueqing raised her head, looked at him with her bright eyes that were a little drunken, and asked in a tender voice: "Then... then what are you waiting for, my husband?"

(Monthly ticket at the hour)
(End of this chapter)