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Chen Ping'an was very familiar with this look, just like when he was a child, he looked at Liu Xianyang as an ordinary person. At that time, Liu Xianyang was the king of the Nipin Lane in Xinghua Lane. He caught snakes, birds and fish. It seemed that there was nothing in the world that Liu Xianyang would not. Later, some of the peers who were following Liu Xianyang as followers, some of them also went to Long Kiln as apprentices, and more they went to various grocery shops in the town as a partner, or helped to manage the accounts for relatives. As Song Jixin said, the most unpromising people would go to the fields to dig food and eat, and in the end, they were the only ones who were mixed with Liu Xianyang.

Chen Ping'an gave the three stone fish that he gave to the girl, and used a few dog-tail grass to skew them together through the gills, and handed them to the girl. She took the skewers and carried them. It was a little light, and it didn't feel like she could make a plate of green pepper fried fish. She tilted her head and glanced at the stream puddle, full of expectations. Chen Ping'an understood it and apologized: "The fish I caught next, I want to make soup to nourish my friends' bodies, and I can't give it to you."

The girl pointed to the open package not far away and signaled that those pastries could be used to exchange for fish. Chen Ping'an shook his head and smiled: "No, the pastries are delicious and can fill your stomach, but they are not as good as fish soup to nourish people."

The girl nodded, without any trouble, sat back to her original position silently, carefully placed the fish at her feet, and then continued her great cause of "sitting for nothing".

Although Chen Ping'an was curious about her identity, she did not ask too much. Seeing her dressing, she was not like a lady from Taoye Lane, Fulu Street, but a little like Zhigui, the neighbor next door, she was so delicate and didn't like to talk. Chen Ping'an suddenly felt a little worried that she wouldn't have stole the little maid from home to eat. I heard that the rules in those big houses were very powerful. Liu Xianyang and Song Jixin always liked to speak the opposite, but this matter was exceptional, but Liu Xianyang's statement was very scary.

It is said that the maids and maids were walking in those high houses with wrong posture, and they would be sent by a housekeeper as good as a snake catching eagle to break their legs and throw them to the street outside the wall to die. Song Jixin said that Liu Xianyang was spreading rumors, which was not so exaggerated, but the maids and maids in everyone's doors were indeed walking like cats, and they could not hear any sound. At that time, Liu Xianyang caught a glimpse of the maid Zhigui, who was secretly having fun, and immediately became angry and scolded Song Jixin, what kind of goose, your geese could speak?

Chen Ping'an finally grabbed seven or eight stone fish, and the bamboo basket was shaking by them. The pale-faced boy knew that he was almost the limit. The cold water in spring was the kind that drilled into his bones. The most important thing was that the injured left hand could not withstand it. After Chen Ping'an got ashore for the last time, he quickly jumped off the blue stone cliff and drilled into the grass by the stream, making a rustling sound. Not long after, he pulled out three or four kinds of grass. Many grass roots were carrying soil, and they held it in the palm of their hands. He picked up an ordinary stone. After returning to the stone cliff, he found a natural small pothole the size of a palm of the stone cliff. After wiping it dry and wiping it, he began to gently pound the herbs, and soon turned into a blue paste. The juice radiated the unique fragrance of the weeds by the spring water.

Turning back to the girl, Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and began to dismantle the cotton cloth with his left hand. Sweat quickly oozed out of his forehead, covering the cold stream that had fallen from his hair. Although the bloody wounds were better than the bones before bandaging, they were still shocking. When Chen Ping'an came, he did not expect that his left hand would touch the stream water, so he did not prepare a cotton cloth strip. His mind was full of snake gallstones that could make money and catch fish and stew soup.

It was only when he realized that he had made a big mistake. The boy was a little confused. Suddenly, a palm appeared in front of him, and several dry and clean cloth strips were spread out. It turned out that the girl in blue had torn off a piece of sleeve tube. Chen Ping'an smiled miserably and did not care about being polite to the girl. After applying herbs to the wound of his palm, he approached his mouth, bit one end with his teeth, pulled it tightly with his right hand, tied knots twice around the back of his hand, and a series of actions were orderly, like a butterfly circling the branches, dazzling the bystanders.

After the tying was completed, Chen Ping'an slowly raised his right arm to wipe his face with sweat. His arms trembled and were not controlled at all.

The girl in green who was squatting nearby stretched out a thumb to Chen Ping'an, with your powerful expression on her face.

Chen Ping'an pointed his right hand at his eyes and smiled bitterly: "Actually, it hurts so much that my tears flow out."

The girl turned her head and glanced at the big basket and green bamboo fish basket that the boy woven herself, and was a little confused.

Chen Ping'an looked embarrassed, "Those stones can make money, and catching fish is also very important."

The girl was confused, but she still didn't speak. Her eyes were a little empty, and she turned her head and stared at the shimmering stream.

The gurgling stream rubbed the stones exposed to the water, making a rustling sound.

At that moment, the stars were shining brightly, the world was lonely, and it seemed that there were only a pair of young girls on earth.

Chen Ping'an's body gradually calmed down and calmed down. His originally rapid breathing began to subconsciously slow down and turned into a long and continuous state.

It is like a stream that has gone from a mountain torrent to a dry stream in spring and autumn.

The boy himself didn't care about this quiet change at all, and it was natural and natural.

Chen Ping'an knew that he was wet and could not be blown by the cold wind in early spring for too long, so he had to return to the town to change his clothes. The boy naturally would not understand the health and pathology in medical books, but the boy who was most afraid of getting sick in his life had developed a keen intuition about the changes in the four seasons of the season and the adaptation of his own body. So he quickly put on straw sandals, tied a fish basket around his waist, carried a basket, waved his hand to the girl in green, and smiled and said, "I'm leaving, girl, you go home early."

While walking down the stone cliff, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but turn his head and reminded: "The water on the bridge is very deep, be careful not to slip the soles of his feet. When you go home, it is best to lean on the side of the paddy field. Even if you fall, you will be able to get mud in the stream..."

As Chen Ping'an spoke, he suddenly realized that what he said was a bit unlucky. It didn't sound like a good thing. Instead, it was Gu Can, the mother of Niping Lane, who was best at cursing people. Chen Ping'an quickly closed her mouth, stopped nagging, accelerated her pace, and ran north towards the town.

The basket is very heavy.

But the straw sandals boy was particularly happy.

After untiing the almost dead knot, Chen Ping'an felt for the first time that he wanted to live well and be fine.

For example, you need to have money!

You can afford Spring Festival couplets with unique ink fragrance, painted door gods, and eat meat buns from Maomao’s shop. It is best to buy another cow, and raise a nest of chickens like Song Jixin next door...

The girl in green is still working tirelessly to "diggle mountains" with a serious expression. Every time she picks up a new pastry, she seems to be dealing with a life-and-death enemy.

While she was competing with a piece of peach blossom cake, her body suddenly became stiff. After realizing that something was wrong, she did not run away, but opened her mouth wide, swallowed most of the pastry whole, then patted her hands, and sat there waiting for death.

I don’t know when there was an extra man who was not tall, but he gave him a kind and solid feeling, but he would not mistakenly think that he was a villager and farmer, because the man’s eyes were too dazzling and people dared not look at him.

The man looked at the floral patterned package with only the "foot of the mountain", and his face was helpless. He wanted to give up a few words, but he was reluctant to let it go. He silently looked at his daughter's stubborn appearance of accepting punishment when he made a mistake. He felt even more distressed, as if he was the one who made a mistake.

Men really want to say something to ease the atmosphere, such as if you are hungry, just eat in Jianlu thatched hut. After eating, my dad will buy it for you tomorrow.

But when the words came to his mouth, the introverted man couldn't say it, as if he was a word of tremendous force, pressing his tongue tightly, and he didn't know how to comfort his daughter.

At this moment, the man felt that he was not as capable as the straw sandal boy, and at least his daughter didn't have to be so nervous.

The girl in green suddenly raised her head and asked, "Dad, why didn't she accept him as an apprentice?"

The daughter takes the initiative to speak, which makes the man feel relieved.

Although the man had a stern face, he was already sitting next to his daughter and explained: "The child is born with a good temperament, but his roots are too bad. Even if his father accepts him, he will be suddenly blocked by his brothers. No matter how hard he works, he can only watch the gap grow bigger. If there is another senior brother Liu at that time, why bother?"

The girl in blue looked dim. I don’t know if it was because she heard the “Senior Brother Liu” or the boy who was walking by the straw sandals.

The man hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't intend to hide it, so as not to go astray or break the saint's plan. "Besides, this young man is too ordinary and looks very special in the town. Xiu'er, you probably don't know that this kid's natal porcelain was broken very early, so he became a lonely ghost, not covered by the ancestors' shade. At the same time, all kinds of strange things that are not easy to detect will happen. This is also the reason why Song Jixin and the woman chose to be his neighbor. Otherwise, as Song Jixin, would he not even live in Fulu Street? Obviously it would be impossible."

The girl thought seriously, "Dad, do you mean he is a bit like bait?"

The man touched her head, "Absolutely."

Then he smiled and said, "If we, father and daughter, are not the sword cultivators who care about foreign objects the most, opportunities and energy in the world, may they let him stay by their side to see if they can give you more benefits."

The girl in green was a little depressed and was in a bad mood.

The man sighed: "Xiu'er, my father's words are rough and not rough, don't think they are not nice."

The girl in green still looked sick and couldn't lift her spirits.

The man thought about it and pointed to the bridge above the water of the Black Dragon in the distance. "The construction of that bridge was a huge effort by the Dali Dynasty to silence the inconspicuous iron sword. Imagine that three thousand years later, a sword with a broken soul and gone through the dead. After more than three thousand years, a dynasty still had to pay such a huge price to suppress its only remaining power. What he sought was still to let it rest for a while..."

The girl said oh, drooping her head, her eyes glancing at the foot of the mountain, and absent-mindedly said, "Strange."

The man was so amused that he rubbed his forehead.

The world is big, and the food is the biggest.

But the child is not like this woman, so who is this girl following?

The man patted his daughter on the shoulder and said softly: "Dad to meet someone, please eat slowly, no one will snatch you."

The girl suddenly raised her head and grabbed the man's arm. A red bracelet on her wrist shone brightly, showing the posture of a dragon connecting the head and tail.

Like a vivid flame, a small dragon wrapped around the girl's wrist.

The man said with relief: "I'm still a little conscience at last. OK, don't worry, my dad is going to see Mr. Qi."

The girl let go of her hand, grabbed the pastry immediately, and swallowed it voraciously.

男人气不打一处来,千辛万苦忍到现在,终于忍不住嘀咕道:“吃吃吃,姓刘的兔崽子欠揍不假,可是还真没有说错话,迟早有天要吃成一个肥嘟嘟的胖妞!到时候谁敢娶你当媳妇!难道爹还要抢个上门女婿不成?”

The girl stopped eating, held the pastry in her hands, and was about to cry.

The man fled in panic, and he turned his back to his daughter and slapped himself.

It's like this every time, and it's all in vain.

———

In the middle of the night, Chen Ping'an ran back to Liu Xianyang's house. When he unlocked the lock, he could hear the guy's snoring like thunder.

My heart is really big.

If it were him, Chen Ping'an, he would definitely not sleep well tonight.

First, he put the basket and fish basket in the kitchen built in the yard, and went to the side room where Liu Xianyang had made it out for him. Chen Ping'an quickly changed into clothes, then returned to the kitchen of the yard and started to deal with the stone slabs, cut the belly, washed it, put it in a clean porcelain plate, and then covered it with another plate to avoid seducing snakes, rats and insects.

Chen Ping'an picked out five or six of the most eye-catching snake gallstones from the basket and moved them to the side room where he was sleeping.

I looked at the long sword that Miss Ning placed on the cabinet before, and was still lying quietly there.

After doing all this, Chen Ping'an was finally able to lie in the quilt, and his body gradually became warm, but the boy's eyes were shiny.

On the one hand, it hurts the left hand, and on the other hand, it is also not sleepy and sleepy.

But the real reason is that Chen Ping'an knows better the "unreasonable" of those outsiders than Liu Xianyang.

The boy dared not sleep to death.

So Chen Ping'an didn't sleep all night, always paying attention to the movements in the courtyard and the house door.

At dawn, Chen Ping'an got up and went to the kitchen, carried the load, and prepared to go to the Tiexujing in Xinghua Lane to carry two buckets of water back.

Liu Xianyang, sleepy eyes, hid in the quilt, only one head was exposed. After hearing the slight sound, he shouted in a daze: "Chen Ping'an, get up so early? What are you doing?"

Chen Ping'an said angrily: "Carry water!"

Liu Xianyang shouted again: "If you meet Zhigui, please ask me."

Chen Ping'an was too lazy to pay attention to this guy.

Just as he was about to walk out of the yard, Chen Ping'an suddenly heard Liu Xianyang say, "Chen Ping'an, as long as you are willing to help, I will help you go to the pit to touch the stones!"

Chen Ping'an smiled brightly, "What a shame!"

Liu Xianyang rolled his eyes, even his head was retracted into the quilt, and muttered: "A man who is unfaithful knows that this trick works."

———

On the stone steps of the bridge, a middle-aged Confucian scholar sat alone, and he sat withered until dawn.

The first ray of dawn appeared on the blue and white day. He looked up and laughed softly, "A thousand-year-old dark room, a light will be bright."
Chapter completed!