Zhu Ding tied the five fat cows into the cowshed, cleaned his hands in the clear water in front of the door, and walked into the rather large mansion with a reluctant face, into his uncle's house, and to his small nest, a low shack next to the firewood house in the backyard. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not surprisingly, a round eight-year-old boy was struggling, struggling to dance an axe that was quite large for him, chopping through the thick logs scattered in the yard, and even a few drops of greasy sweat could be seen rolling on the upper body of ****.

"Brother, you came back a little late today, and the family has already eaten, but your smart brother left you a fat chicken leg, and it's still steaming! Ah, catch the flying mark! ”

The immature voice fell, and an oiled paper bag was thrown out of the little fat man's hand.

Zhu Ding smiled and copied the oiled paper bag, took a bite on the fat chicken leg, and threw it back to the little fat man who watched him swallow his saliva.

"Eat, I've eaten something outside, and I'm not hungry."

Between eating, throwing, and talking, he had already walked to the little fat man's side, dotingly rubbed his sweat-soaked hair, and picked up a woodcutter used to repair branches from the tool rack, a very thin ordinary woodcutter, and lightly slashed at the stump in front of him that was full of axe marks but remained unmoving.

With a "snap", the stump opened in response, and the section was as smooth as a mirror, without the slightest reversal.

The little fat man Zhu Ju watched his brother slash elegantly with envy, and the pieces of chopping wood of uniform size were neatly stacked aside, and he swallowed the last mouthful of shredded meat with great effort.

"Brother, when will I be like you, it's so handsome!"

Zhu Ding gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, his breathing was not disturbed by the fact that more than 20 logs and stumps were chopped into wood, he picked up a whetstone, spat on the surface of the knife, and sharpened it seriously, and a new gap the size of dust was added to the thin blade of the firewood knife.

"Kung Fu still can't get home."

Zhu Ding sharpened the firewood knife in his hand while comforting his nominal blood cousin.

"Come on, you're still young, when you grow up, you'll be even more powerful than me, grow up quickly."

The sky gradually darkened in the little fat man's disapproving teasing of rhubarb and the grinding of knives, until the handyman lit the street lamp, and the reddish light illuminated the small courtyard again.

"Brother, you said that Wu Laosan is too stupid, his biogas digester can be used as firewood, and he also made a few pillars to use as big candles, you said that if he goes door to door to connect the biogas, will it be able to replace firewood? Is it possible for every household to stop lighting candles and oil lamps?

That way, we don't need to chop wood and spend money on lighting in the town, and he can make another profit, don't you say?

Ay? Brother, you said that I told Wu Laosan about this idea, can he give me some money? ”

Zhu Ding looked at the little fat man in front of him in surprise, and he really couldn't imagine that these words could come out of the mouth of this younger brother who couldn't do anything.

In fact, even Wu Laosan, the most direct operator of the digester, only recently came up with the idea, which is based on using biogas as an energy source to provide heating and power the simplest steam engine in the east of the town, which has been in operation and implementation for more than two years.

It's not that people in this era are stupid, on the contrary, their minds are not a minute and a half slower than Zhu Ding, a guy with memories of his previous life, and the difference in perception of things is actually largely based on the different levels of knowledge accumulation and level.

Obviously, in the eyes of people in Zhu Ding's mind, many of the modern common sense in this era can be called whimsical or even fairy means.

Knowledge is power, and in the previous years, Zhu Ding fully understood the full meaning of this sentence.

Why did Zhu Ju simply say what he thought, but Zhu Ding was quite surprised? It's really because this little fat man is a big problem teenager.

If you want to talk about Zhu Ju's character, there is nothing to find fault with, not stubborn, not arrogant, and he looks like a good baby to everyone, but there is one point, this child is too lazy, too lazy to the point of hopelessness, lazy to the point of indifference to anything, except for Zhu Ding's brother, he doesn't even seem to care much about his parents.

That's it, with the materials of the old Zhu family, with the private money that Zhu Ding has saved over the years with the biogas digester and the "big teapot", it is more than enough to support him for two lifetimes, but this child still has a fateful place, that is, he doesn't care, except for the most original closeness and subconscious imitation of Zhu Ding's brother, he seems to be indifferent to everything, even indifferent.

It's not that he is cold by nature, but that the child is not interested in anything, as if he lives only to eat, drink and sleep.

If it weren't for the fact that this child was too mediocre, or that compared with ordinary children of this era, he didn't have any maverick thoughts and behaviors, Zhu Ding almost thought that he was also reincarnated with the memories of his previous life, and this child was more like a spectator than Zhu Ding, a traverser.

But today, Zhu Ding saw this young brother for the first time showed a strong interest in a certain aspect, and even had his own unique ideas, more forward-looking than Wu Laosan's nominal opinions, even though Wu Laosan was not a talent, but the little fat man was only eight years old, and he had a muddy title in the town.

Mud, always can't hold up the wall.

When Zhu Ju was six years old, his parents invited two gentlemen for him, one was Wen Bo, who was known as a scholar of ancient and modern times; A Mr. Chun, who claims to have few opponents in his immediate step.

The two of them do have their own means, at least Zhu Ding learned a lot of knowledge and skills to resist the enemy from the two of them, but his younger brother has nothing else to gain except for vomiting blood from the two teachers, but Zhu Ding's uncle and aunt don't seem to care, and still leave the two teachers to attend class on time, and the time to attend the class is when Zhu Ding must be at home.

Zhu Ding knew that these two teachers were actually teachers that his uncle and aunt were looking for for him, and the little fat man was just a disguise, which can be seen from the fact that the two gentlemen taught themselves a few floors more attentive than the little fat man, they didn't hide it, and the uncle and aunt were not stupid, they just treated Zhu Ding as a fool.

Love deeply, but foster hatred.

Zhu Ding knew, but he could only treat it as if he didn't know, just keep it in his heart, and didn't intend to repay it, because the secret he knew and everyone thought he didn't know, because there was probably not much time, because the only thing he could do might be to remember the warmth.

And the identities of those two gentlemen do not seem to be unusual Xixi.

Because of the sacrifices made by the uncle and his wife for themselves, because in order to cover up for themselves, Zhu Ding felt a little guilty about his cousin.

But now it seems that this younger brother seems to have found a place of interest, as long as he is interested, Zhu Ding is sure to refine this piece of mud into a piece of fine porcelain, but I don't know if there is still this time.

And then there is, it seems that the current Emperor Zhu is not an ordinary dislike for businessmen, although the reality is that Lao Zhu and the legendary rich Shen Wansan do not have any direct intersection, Shen Da Rich went to another world to report long before the founding of the People's Republic of China, but the people all know that Lao Zhu hates businessmen, not ordinary hate.

Shinong industry and commerce, businessmen at the end, at the bottom of society, no matter how rich they are, they must be shorter when they see a tenant on a formal occasion, this is a dead rule set by Lao Zhu, at least no one dares to break it now.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, there will always be a way, it's really not good to be a big boss behind the scenes."

After pondering for a long time, Zhu Ding made up his mind, since the little fat man has found his interest, then he has to guide him well, it is much better than letting him eat and wait for death, not to mention that this is his ultimate life goal, how can he let his younger brother be beautiful?

As soon as he looked up, the yard was already empty, but fortunately, there was a sound of flushing in the next moment, otherwise Zhu Ding would have to bite the bullet and go to the big house to find the little fat man, at this time the child's thinking is the most changeable, don't sleep, forget today's interest cleanly, Zhu Ding may not have time to wait for him to show obvious interest one day.

"Brother, the sewer seems to be blocked, you can ask Wu Laosan to find someone to take a look tomorrow, and by the way, tell him about the money? Hey.

There was no water in the hut tank, so I went to carry the water. ”

Looking at Zhu Ju, who clumsily picked up the bucket and the flat burden, Zhu Ding's heart was warm again, I am afraid that only when facing himself, this younger brother who is too lazy to stretch his chopsticks to eat will be so "hard-working and hard-working".

Speaking of water tanks, toilets and sewers, Zhu Ding was secretly proud in his heart, he could get the castrated version of the flush toilet out in this era, and there was really no one!

In fact, in the final analysis, all of this is just to make my life easier and more arbitrary in the days of waiting for death.

It took a lot of effort for this "flushing toilet" to be made out by Wu Laosan's idiot.

The firewood knife in his hand naturally turned a piece of log into a well-balanced chopping wood, but Zhu Ding's heart kept planning for the future of the little fat man.

In this era, in fact, Shen Wansan has been dead for many years, and Yunnan is not yet the territory of the Ming Dynasty.

Since there is no Shen Wansan, Zhu Ding doesn't mind achieving a Zhu Ju, a money emperor hidden in the dark.

But just as he was preparing for it, there was a commotion at the door, and then a series of thunders thundered in his mind!

"Hey, Zhang Dazhuo, what are you going to do with knives and guns on this big night?"

A group of officials led by Zhang Dazhuo didn't know when they had already walked near the firewood house, and the team of more than a dozen people didn't make a noise, their eyes were staring at Zhu Ding viciously, and they all lost their usual kindness.

"Zhu Ding, your incident has happened, and you will be arrested before you tie your hands!

You can kill a living Bodhisattva like your aunt and grandmother, you are really a beast! ”

When he said this, he was already clearly crying.