The orange seedlings licked the bottom of the black pot, and the temperature of the small stove suddenly rose a lot, although it was only the end of March, and the weather was already hot.

Zhang Wuliu squatted in front of the stove and added firewood to the stove carelessly, beads of sweat the size of beans fell to the ground along his cheeks, but he didn't realize it.

He stared at the thing in his hand without blinking, the upper part of the thing was shiny and silvery, Zhang Wuliu once wondered if it was made of silver, and after almost breaking his teeth, he was sure that it was not.

The lower part of this thing is black and round, a criss-crossing line, dividing it into very neat pieces, small and delicate and a little cute.

Zhang Wuliu couldn't help but rub his face against it, although he didn't know what it was for, but he knew that this was by no means ordinary. How could the things on "Grandpa Fairchild" be ordinary things, he was bold, and he swore that this was the first time he had stolen something.

With this thing, he can secretly run home, and then sell it to the lieutenant chief, and redeem the two acres of paddy fields that were sold to him a few years ago from the lieutenant chief's hands. The life of only one acre of land at home is really hard, and if there are three acres of land, it is enough for him and his grandmother to have a good life of eating food for half a year.

Although the lieutenant is a talented man (Note 1) and has a lot of land and business, he is often stupid and likes to take money to collect some broken copper and iron.

I saw with my own eyes that he spent 500 wen to buy a porcelain jar used as a urinal from Lao Zhao's family at the head of the village, and he was so happy that Lao Zhao couldn't see his teeth. I also heard that he had spent a hundred taels of silver to buy a pile of torn pieces of paper in the city, and that he was a loser like his son. This fairy baby can at least exchange two acres of land, and it would be better if he could exchange it for one more buffalo.

He is not the only one who has this thought, and Wang Dazhuang, who sleeps in a tent with him. When everyone hurriedly lifted Grandpa Xiantong to the stretcher, he saw that Wang Dazhuang also secretly took the same thing and stuffed it into his arms, and glared at himself fiercely.

Zhang Wuliu knew what Wang Dazhuang meant, even if he didn't need to warn him, he wouldn't tell the truth. That night, he was still thinking about going to Wang Dazhuang to discuss how to escape. But before waiting for the next day, Wang Dazhuang died that night, and his body was broken several times.

Everyone said that he stole Grandpa Xiantong's things, which was split by thunder, and Zhang Wuliu was not the only one who saw Wang Dazhuang stealing things that day.

Zhang Wuliu also went to see it, and he was nauseous and didn't eat for a whole day, of course, more scared. Wang Dazhuang's dead eyes kept staring at him, as if to say, "The next one is you!" You're next! “

This made Zhang Wuliu have nightmares for two days in a row, and what made him even more unexpected was that he was sent by a hundred households to guard the door for the "fairy boy grandfather", he was very afraid, and Lao Liu was also very afraid.

The expected tragic death did not come, "Grandpa Fairy" would only jump and curse in the house, eighty percent of it was that the mana was used up, and his old man ate very little, and most of the leftovers went into his and Lao Liu's stomachs.

There was no threat of death, but he lived happily, Zhang Wuliu relaxed his vigilance, but felt sorry for the fairy boy and his old man, and wanted to return the things to him, but he didn't dare.

He asked Lao Liu how to be good to a person, and Lao Liu said that if he is good to a person, then buy the best things for him, and if he doesn't have money, then smile at him, and the better he smiles, the better.

Zhang Wuliu took Lao Liu's words to heart, and when "Grandpa Fairchild" walked through the gatehouse for the first time, he raised his head and showed his best-looking smile, and Grandpa Fairchild was still smiling at himself.

That night, he was called to listen to his old man's questioning, and when he said that he was missing something, Zhang Wuliu felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat. He told himself to be calm, as if he had unswiped the enemy's long knife for the first time and plunged the tip of the spear into the opponent's chest.

"No, absolutely not!" He said firmly. "Grandpa Xiantong" really didn't ask himself, he believed in himself, he must have moved him with the best smile today, and bought himself fried rice noodles the next day, and even Lao Liu mixed a bowl of his own light.

But his heart was very uncomfortable, and he couldn't have no conscience anymore, so he made up his mind at that time that he must return the things to him.

When the water demon appeared, he rushed forward bravely, he didn't want the water demon to hurt the fairy boy and his old man. But not only did he not get a reward, but he also took a kick.

His old man seemed to be very happy, he liked the water demon very much, and he talked to the water demon. OMG! Could it be that what he guessed from the beginning was right, he is also a demon, a demon?

Zhang Wuliu no longer has the courage to admit his mistakes, the treasure who was expecting to get rich has become a hot potato, this is a scourge, and he can't stay anymore, just let it turn into ashes, without a trace, looking at the flames at the stove, he slowly stretched out his hand......

Human beings laugh when they think about God, Ma Du is not God, if he knows Zhang Wuliu's thoughts, he will also roll on the ground with laughter, of course, he might as well be an angel once.

When Zhang Wuliu was about to let go, Ma Du's voice sounded outside the kitchen, "Zhang Wuliu, Zhang Wuliu, are you burning something?" ”

Zhang Wuliu seemed to have been stung by a wasp, stood up rubbingly, the things in his hand were stuffed into his crotch, looking at Ma Du who had entered the kitchen, Zhang Wuliu asked tremblingly: "Grandpa Xiantong, you know everything?" ”

"What a mess, stop talking nonsense. Call me Brother Pony in the future. ”

"But you're not as big as me, why do you call you brother?"

These two goods, they don't want to be called brothers, but they are willing to be grandsons, and Ma Du is embarrassed. Besides, Lao Tzu's real age is several years older than you, so you won't suffer if you call Brother Sheng.

"Whatever you call it, just don't call 'grandpa'. What are you doing avoiding me, are you still angry when I kicked you in the morning, I'm also in a hurry. This white-sided dolphin is not a water demon, it is a mammal that lives in the water, it has lived in the Yangtze River since 20 million years ago, it is a living fossil, it is very rare and precious, so we have to protect it......"

"It was made of stone that lived for 20 million years? That's not a youkai yet! ”

Looking at Zhang Wuliu's ignorant and dazed expression, Ma Du felt that he was really wasting his lips and tongue, "Wuliu, you haven't read a book, right?" ”

"Nope! I used to go to a private school when my family was well-off, but I let my husband out on the same day. ”

Ma Du is not surprised by this at all, if he were to be a gentleman, he would definitely do the same, "It's good that I haven't read a book!" ”

Ma Du took out a book from his back, which was Ah Hui's favorite book "Back to the Ming Dynasty as an Emperor", and he was expecting to learn a little historical knowledge from it, but who knew that it was all fucking empty.

This thing is a scourge, it can't be left anymore, just let it turn into ashes and disappear without a trace, looking at the flames at the stove, Ma Du slowly stretched out his hand......

Note 1 The difference between the Xiucai of the Yuan Dynasty and the Ming and Qing dynasties is that it is a title for scholars, unlike the Ming and Qing dynasties, and they can enjoy a little privilege. Second, ask for tickets and collections!