The three children are still chatting about how to go home, today's facts are too exciting, they are overly nervous and excited, and their hearts have not calmed down, especially the little fat man has no way to speak, trying to talk about the upcoming good day to ignore the corpse not far away.

"We've got to make money!" The little fat man clenched his fists, his eyes were full of flames, and he fought for meat!

"Hmm!" For the lotus seed crisp hibiscus cake, Qin Mao rarely agreed with the little fat man's words.

"Then what are we going to do to make money?" Xia Bilei's spirit is also here, she hasn't worked in ancient times.

Qin Mao, who had never made money, thought for a moment, "I can draw or write, and I can draw and write well." He said modestly that his father liked to frame his calligraphy and paintings in the imperial study, and many courtiers praised them to the sky, saying that they were willing to exchange thousands of gold for his calligraphy and paintings. Although Qin Mao still felt that no one was worthy of his calligraphy and painting, but now he was in a hurry, so he had to learn from those useless scholars to sell calligraphy and painting.

The little fat man said triumphantly: "I will settle accounts, it's not that I boast, my mother said that I am better than many accounts, if it weren't for my young age, my father would still want to give me a shop to practice." ”

Xia Bilei looked at them with pity, "We are not yet ten years old. "Whoever wants your calligraphy and painting, who believes that you will settle accounts.

The little fat man was not convinced, "Maybe Bole has taken a fancy to me." ”

Qin Mao was also full of confidence, "How can you know if you don't try." "Don't have too many people who want his calligraphy and paintings!

"I think it's better to pretend to be a beggar, let's go to a crowded place and play the disabled to beg." The beggar in the previous life had long been industrialized, systematized and scaled, and there was a professional beggar in the town who bought a house, married a wife, and raised a second wife, and she heard it when the man bragged to her father - she was always interested in projects that could make money! This is where she got the inspiration to kneel in front of the town hall to beg for tuition.

The arrogance in his bones made Qin Mao not want to refuse: "No!" It's so good! "It's really a shame to know that he's losing face.

The little fat man also nodded violently, "That's right, that's right, and why do you have to pretend to be a beggar?" It's a shame. ”

Xia Bilei ignored the two of them, "We are for safety, you don't want to be arrested and sold again, and you don't want to think about how unsafe it is for a good-looking child like us to walk on the road without an adult." After that, he touched the intact half of his face, and the big beauty who will be brilliant in the future is now the little Lori who is the most flattering uncle.

Qin Mao nodded, what he said was that for the first time, he was sad that he was too beautiful.

The little fat man also pinched the little fat left on his body worriedly, and it was not a good thing for his father and mother to raise him to be white and fat.

The three narcissists then continued to discuss solutions.

"Blame us for being too beautiful! This is simply a sign that people are selling quickly with money. Xia Bilei stroked the fat head of the little fat man earnestly, "Every fat man is a potential stock, and it is not safe for you to lose weight." "Who knew that the little fat man would be so delicate and cute after losing weight.

Qin Mao thought for a while, "It's okay to dress up as a beggar and go on the road, but just beg, it's a man's business to make money, Bi Lei, you can rest." ”

Hehe, but being hungry is my thing.

The three of them discussed it again and decided to settle in Yanzhou first.

"Yanzhou is not very big, but Yanzhou Academy produced a champion six years ago, and it is still a little famous, and someone must be rushing to buy my calligraphy and paintings." Qin Mao's confidence was bursting.

"Yanzhou's business environment was not very good in the past, but there have been some improvements in recent years." The little fat man pondered for a moment and agreed: "I think I should be able to find a job in the accounting office." ”

Xia Bilei didn't have any opinion at all: "More people are better to beg!" "Her current appearance is miserable, and she may be able to arouse the sympathy of rich and kind people.

"I'm a little hungry now, let's think about eating first." Qin Mao's face was slightly red, and his stomach screamed again.

"There are still some rice noodles on the carriage, boiled and eaten, but there are not many things, bastard Wuda, actually stealing things! Otherwise, we can go back to the village we passed by last night and buy some food. Xia Bilei muttered, thinking about how many meals she could eat with the rest of the things in the carriage, "At least you can buy some eggs for us to replenish our bodies, Wuda didn't want us to be full, and there is only a little bit of food in the carriage, and we will be hungry for three days at most." ”

Qin Mao comforted her with pride, "We didn't starve to death by eating wild vegetables all the way, there will be a way, if it doesn't work, I can still hunt and feed you, let's go, let's finish eating things first." The two of them walked farther and farther apart.

"Wait! You guys...... That's it? The little fat man shouted anxiously.

The two of them looked back, their expressions in unison: Is there anything else?

"What else do you think you haven't done?" The little fat man's face was about to crack, he knew that Ah Mao had a big heart, but he didn't expect Sister Bilei to be so unkind.

Xia Bilei's eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked at the little fat man approvingly: "Chubby, you are really diligent and thrifty!" After speaking, he motioned to Qin Mao to go and take the grave, and killed the big rooster who took blood.

Qin Mao suddenly realized, walked over and picked up the big rooster and shook it: "I almost forgot about this rooster, well, it's quite fat, enough for us to eat two or three meals." ”

"It's a pity that you can't eat blood...... Xia Bilei regretted that the chicken blood was used to sprinkle the grave.

The corners of the little fat man's mouth twitched violently, "Don't you think this is unlucky to worship the dead?" ”

"I don't think so!" Qin Mao and Xia Bilei said in unison. Yu Qin Mao, the living Wu Da Wu Er is still in trouble, what is there to be afraid of the dead? Yu Xia Bilei, she has seen all the real ghosts, and she has been a ghost.

"Grilled?" Qin Mao asked.

"We haven't eaten greasy things for too long, let's cook soup to nourish ......our stomachs," Xia Bilei muttered: "There is still some rice in the carriage, let's cook shredded chicken porridge." ”

The two of them discussed how many chickens to eat as they walked.

The little fat man was anxious: "I said don't go......"

"What else is going on?" Qin Mao turned her head, her pretty face full of impatience.

The little fat man pointed to the corpse on the ground speechlessly, "Wuda hasn't buried it yet." "Killing people and abandoning corpses is done by bad people, they are good people, so at least they have to bury the corpses.

Qin Mao looked at him with an incredulous gaze, Xia Bilei looked confused, isn't this non-recyclable garbage a matter of environmental protection workers? Oh, forget about jì, there are no urban management and no environmental protection workers in this era.

"Okay, let's do a good deed every day and bury Wuda." Xia Bilei said that as a good citizen, it is not right to litter, and the decomposition of the corpse will bring bacteria or something, so it is okay to bury it.

The little fat man nodded violently, although the Wuda and their crimes were extremely evil, and it was not enough to die ten times, but killing people with their own hands had too much impact on him, and it would definitely be a pressure on a kind person like the little fat man to die without a place to bury.

Qin Mao was quite speechless, the little fat man's insistence on good fortune, Xia Bilei's insistence on not polluting the environment, these truths were bullshit to him, but he still agreed to help bury the martial arts, two to one, what else could he say.

The three of them dug up Wu Er's grave and threw Wu Da into a coffin to stack with his brother. Xia Bilei wanted to make a shape of sharing the coffin, but Wu was too big, so she had to suffer from it year after year, well, her brother is even more forbidden!

After filling in the grave, Xia Bilei patted the soil on her hands.

The little fat man muttered, "You have done all the bad things, we will help you collect the corpse, we are worthy of you, and you must be a good person in the next life...... Ah Mao, you also say a few words to make them go all the way. ”

Qin Mao's voice was a little cold, revealing a trace of regret: "Don't meet me in the next life, otherwise I want to kill you again!" "The whole family who dared to get wounds on him last time is dead, these two people died too simply, and his evil breath hasn't finished yet.

This kid has some snake spirit tendencies? Xia Bilei unconsciously leaned over at the fat and warm little fat man, "Cough, this life is the same as death, what a beautiful feeling!" ”

"Is this how life and death are used?" The little fat man felt that something was wrong, "But it does sound affectionate." ”

It's terrible to have no culture and no knowledge! Qin Mao was speechless, when did Wu Dawu Ercheng have the same fate as the mandarin ducks? !