Liu Yong couldn't count how many times he secretly scolded "Deng Lao Thief" along the way, and finally picked up a huge sum of money, and in the blink of an eye, he was "pitted" for thirty times, and no one would be happy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Liu Yong still can't figure out how the old thief Deng found the bag of silver money he hidden? If Deng Lao Thief had been following him and peeping behind him yesterday, even if he couldn't find it, the meat bun should have been warned. After thinking about it for a long time, Liu Yong didn't come up with a reason.

However, Liu Yong was not confused about this for long, and soon he was troubled by another trouble.

Liu Yong calculated, if according to what the Chen brothers said, that package of silver money has 278 yuan, it will be enough to pay a little more than two years of "bondage" from Deng Lao's thief. But according to the story of Mr. Storyteller, which of the protagonists who have obtained martial arts secrets or worshiped under the master's door has not been able to achieve martial arts after ten or eight years of cultivation? I haven't heard of anyone who can sweep the world and dominate the rivers and lakes after two years of practice.

Ten times a month, one hundred and twenty times a year, and one thousand two hundred times in ten years, which is enough to buy a two-entry yard in the prosperous area of the west of the inner city, or buy hundreds of acres of the most fertile water outside the city. Even if it is sold to Liu Yong eighty times, it may not be enough.

"Old thief Deng!" Thinking of this, Liu Yong cursed in his heart again, and then made up his mind that he would never learn any more martial arts when the three months came.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Liu Yong went out early to prepare for "practice".

He and his mother lied again, saying that Mr. Meng told the story of Zu Ti and Liu Kun dancing when they heard chickens, and he and Yang Zhang and Wang Yu were deeply moved, so they applied to Mr. Meng to go to the private school every morning to read it. Mu asked Liu Xun, who had already been bought by Liu Yong with food, with a look of disbelief, and only after receiving a positive answer did he agree with a suspicious face.

Squeak Wow –

The door was unlocked, Liu Yong pushed open the door of Deng Lao's residence, and a black shadow rushed over.

"Don't make a fuss about the meat buns, look, I brought you your favorite buns." Liu Yong avoided the meat bun that came to him, took out the bun he bought under the Longjin Bridge from his arms and threw it to it.

Because the meat bun was injured last night, Liu Yong left it in the yard of the old thief Deng, and the night passed, and the injury was not serious, and it was not a big deal.

Liu Yong comforted the meat bun, and when he saw that the old thief Deng hadn't come out yet, he walked towards the house. There was a lock on the inside of the door, and Liu Yong couldn't push it open, so he had to shout loudly outside the door:

"Master, I'm here."

......

After a long time, there was no sound in the room, and Liu Yong had to shout again in a louder voice:

"Master! I ......"

"What a noise! Disturb the dream of the teacher in the morning! There was finally movement in the house, and Liu Yong looked through the doorway, but the old thief Deng hadn't gotten up yet.

"Master, you asked me to come at the right time." Liu Yong had to explain.

"I'm not stupid, of course I remember, didn't I leave a door for you." The old thief Deng turned over, without the slightest intention of getting up.

"Then Master, what am I doing?" Liu Yong continued to ask.

Old thief Deng yawned and said, "What to do?" Don't you see the empty water tank in the yard? There is a well next to it, and the water is filled. ”

"Huh? Master, I'm here to learn kung fu......" Liu Yong's already resentful little face became even more ugly at this time, and he said loudly to the master in the room.

"What are you doing with so much nonsense! Love to learn, don't learn to roll, don't retreat! The old thief Deng yelled at Liu Yong, and then there was no more sound, and it didn't take long for a loud snoring sound to be heard.

“@￥@%#￥！”

Liu Yong scolded in his heart again, but standing at the door of the house, he didn't have the slightest intention of leaving.

Deng Lao Thief must not want to teach himself kung fu and want to let himself retreat. Think beautifully, this is thirty times! Something has to be learned anyway. Liu Yong thought to himself.

As the son of a bookkeeper, Liu Yong was born with an inexplicable feeling about trading, coupled with his father's exposure for so many years, Liu Yong has long had the potential to become a profiteer, and he naturally refused to do it at a loss.

With a look of reluctance, Liu Yong took a step, walked to the water tank and looked at this guy who was one size bigger than his bathtub and couldn't help but feel his head big for a while.

"Maybe it's the old thief Deng who wants to test his patience?" Liu Yong thought of the tortuous road of some protagonists in Mr. Storyteller's story, and his mood suddenly improved a lot, rolled up his sleeves, and walked to the well platform to work.

Squeak wow - squeak squeak wow -

Liu Yong's thin body shook the rocker arm on the well with great effort, and then carried the bucket with water to pour it into the water tank with difficulty, and after only two or three trips, he was so tired that he was out of breath. I had to sit on the stone platform by the well and wipe my sweat with my sleeves, looking at the fish white exposed in the eastern sky, and I couldn't help but greet Deng Lao Thief in my heart.

When the day was completely bright, there was finally movement in the house of the old thief Deng, and after a while he came out dressed neatly.

"Not full yet?" Old thief Deng stood in the yard and stretched, then came to the well with a brushing tooth, looked at Liu Yong, who was tired and paralyzed to the side, and said sternly.

"Right away, right away." Liu Yong gritted his teeth reluctantly, stood up from the ground, and continued to fetch water.

After the old thief Deng finished washing, Liu Yong finally filled the water tank. Then he sat on the ground, looked at the old thief Deng softly and said, "Master, the water is full, it's time to teach me martial arts next." ”

"No hurry, no hurry." Deng Lao Thief glanced at the water tank that was about to overflow, and said happily to Liu Yong: "It's autumn, there are fallen leaves in the yard, you sweep the yard, I'll buy some food." ”

"Master, then my kung fu ......" Liu Yong asked anxiously.

"It's not your turn to arrange what to do for the teacher, go quickly!" The old thief Deng, who was still smiling just now, suddenly turned on his face and reprimanded.

"Oh." Liu Yong replied with an angry face, but he still honestly picked up the big broom that was much taller than him and swept it up.

When the old thief Deng bought breakfast and finished eating, the crowing roosters had long stopped crowing, and the old thief Deng looked at the sun and estimated the time, and said to Liu Yong: "It's almost time, you go to school." ”

"Master, what about my martial arts?" Liu Yong suddenly became anxious and asked.

"I don't have any work today, but I'll come early tomorrow." Old thief Deng finished gnawing on the last trace of meat on the chicken legs, then threw the bones into the bowl, and pointed at Liu Yong, "Clean up the things before leaving." ”

"But ......"

"Love to learn, don't learn to roll, don't retreat!"

To be continued......