How dazzling the sun is during the day, how gentle the moonlight is at night. A bright moon hangs high in the dark sky, and the faint light is like a light veil, fluttering and sprinkling, reflected outside the window, like sprinkled with a layer of broken silver, shining brightly. The hot and dry air of autumn still refuses to dissipate at night, and the frogs hiding in the grass begin to recklessly and croak

The Zhu family had already fallen asleep, the compartment where Zhu Ping'an was still lit with oil lamps, and the eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan also began to snore.

Under the oil lamp, Zhu Ping'an was writing and copying the textbook "Three Character Classic" borrowed from Zhu Pingjun. Spending money on a book is too expensive, so copying can save money and practice calligraphy. The paper was cut to the size of a textbook by his mother, Chen, and then sewn into the textbook with a needle and thread. Zhu Ping'an has been copying since dinner, and he has finished writing when the moonlight is thick. The "Three Character Classic" is the version of the Southern Song Dynasty, which is only written to the Southern Song Dynasty, and the later part of the Ming and Qing dynasties has not yet been written. Zhu Ping'an's calligraphy is not so good, but it is very neat, and the font is the level of beginners, but it is still much better than the bear children in the school.

You can't become a fat man in one bite, you can't get fat by eating a thousand words, a hundred family names, etc., and then slowly copy it tomorrow, clean up the table, blow out the oil lamp, Zhu Ping'an climbed into bed and gradually fell asleep, and the moonlight was unwilling to be lonely and sprinkled a room of silver from the window.

The next morning, the sun rose as usual, and the heart of Xiahe Village that was looking forward to rain was broken again, and the water in the village war became more urgent.

"You're stupid, you've learned everything, why do you have to herd cattle!" Chen kept counting Zhu Ping'an at the door.

The eldest aunt and the fourth aunt snickered in the yard, and regarded it as a joke when Zhu Ping'an said that he was learning while herding cattle at breakfast. I don't know what a stupid boy can do if he is blessed, he will definitely not be able to learn well if he is so stupid.

Zhu Ping'an led the old scalper and listened to Chen's count, and couldn't stop smirking.

Look at the stupidity, so the eldest aunt and the fourth aunt laughed even more happily, but because the grandfather was also there, they couldn't bear it.

Seeing that Zhu Ping'an only knew how to smirk, Chen angrily tapped his finger on Zhu Ping'an's head.

Zhu Ping'an rubbed his head and said aggrievedly, "Mother, it hurts." I can ride the old ox to school, and when I get there, I don't have to worry about it tied to a tree. ”

The old scalper is a good means of transportation, which is equivalent to a modern special car transfer, and can also be appreciated by the grandfather, why not.

Chen was angry and funny when he heard this, so he tapped his finger on Zhu Ping'an's head again, and said angrily, "You're lazy!" ”

Zhu Ping'an touched his head and smirked, rode the old scalper and walked towards the school with Zhu Pingjun.

"Brother Jun, do you want to come up and sit down?" Zhu Ping'an rode on the back of the old scalper and asked Zhu Pingjun.

Zhu Pingjun shook his head like a rattle, and said again and again, "Don't, my mother said that I am a scholar, and I can't let the cattle go to the ground." ”

Zhu Ping'an was speechless, what's wrong with the reader, can't the reader go to the ground to herd cattle, our founding emperor Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty was born as a cattle herding baby, and the wise monarchs of all dynasties have set an example, taking time to make a show, and it is called persuading Kenongsang. If it weren't for my father and third uncle who farmed, what would my uncle rely on to study, and he would have starved to death all over the wilderness.

The shepherd boy rides a cow, and there is not enough fun to be with outsiders.

Walking down the hillside, Zhu Ping'an got down from the old cow's back, and asked Zhu Pingjun to go to the school first, and find a place with lush grass to tie the old cow.

When Zhu Ping'an tied the old scalper, the black-bellied little Lori rode her little red horse and ran again, followed by the little girl with the head of the bun, still the same as last time, panting with her skirt and shouting Miss slow down.

"Zhu Ping'an, aren't you educated, why are you still a cowherd?" The black-bellied little Lori controlled the little red horse and ran to Zhu Ping'an's side and asked curiously.

"Herding cattle doesn't affect my education." Zhu Ping'an tied up the old scalper, got up and replied lightly.

Hearing this, the black-bellied little Lori burst out laughing, "Isn't that still a cow herding baby?" ”

"What's wrong with the cowherd?" Zhu Ping'an asked rhetorically.

"The cow baby is not productive, my father said that the cattle baby is all mud legs, and it will be poor for a lifetime." The black-bellied little Lori said with disdain, "The people who herd cattle for my family are poor and sour." ”

What an ignorant gold worshipper.

Zhu Ping'an didn't want to pay attention to this little Lori who worshiped money, just glanced at her, turned around and carried his schoolbag on his back, and walked towards the hillside school with his black plank.

Seeing that Zhu Ping'an ignored her, Li Shu, the black-bellied little Lori, couldn't help pursing her mouth and muttered, "You still want to glorify your ancestors when you let go of the cow baby." ”

"What's wrong with the cow herding baby, why can't the cattle herding baby glorify the ancestors"

Zhu Ping'an turned around and wanted to teach this open-mouthed little Lori who worships money a lesson, but he didn't expect to say that he was glorious and proud, and he found that the phenomenon that had appeared twice had appeared again, luck, and he actually saw luck again.

And the scene I saw this time made me stunned, the corners of my mouth pulled for a long time, and the last word was spoken.

Nima, this is not scientific.

I saw that in Zhu Ping'an's sight, the little Lori with a black belly, no mouth and a worship of money was purple on her head

Purple gas comes from the east, it is unspeakably expensive, delusion, it must be an illusion, can it be said that this black little Lori can still be a marquis and worship each other, impossible, will it be the concubine of a certain prince and grandson in the future? Or will you marry into a princely family? But no matter what, this black-bellied little Lori must be a person of great luck. But this is too unscientific, a black-bellied, money-worshipping and even vicious little Lori will be a person of great luck, this is also too unscientific.

The little girl with the bun painted a pillar of white luck on the top of her head, which is in stark contrast to the purple belly black loli on the top of her head.

Although the luck only lasted for a few seconds, Zhu Ping'an looked at the black-bellied little Lori in a daze for a long time

"Hey, Zhu Ping'an, what do you always look at me for!? Hmph, I'm pretty and good-looking, but don't be a toad and want to eat swan meat, I'm going to marry Zhuangyuanlang and be the champion's wife. Seeing Zhu Ping'an looking at her intently, the black-bellied little Lori had a pair of big eyes full of disgust, narcissistic, stinky and poisonous sarcasm Zhu Ping'an.

Uh,Sure enough, it's still the little Lori who worships money.、Tsundere.、Black-bellied.、Poisonous tongue.,Anyway,You think too much.,I don't want to give me your gold-worshipping black and poisonous tongue character.,And,You're only five years old.,Okay.,It's too precocious.,Talk about marrying Zhuangyuanlang all day long.,You won't blush!

It's too unscientific, Zhu Ping'an shook his head, ignored this gold-worshipping black loli, and turned around and walked towards the school. Behind him is the roar of the black-bellied little Lori squeaky and squeaky tantrum, and the voice of the little bun girl sorry Miss sorry.

Angered the subordinate, and discovered a shortcoming of the black-bellied little Lori. It's so unscientific, how can such a little Lori, who is full of shortcomings, be purple.

(Thanks to everyone's help, this book has reached No. 8 on the list of new books, thank you very much.) I hope you will continue to collect and recommend and help each other. ）;