(Ask for collection, ask for recommendation)

When Ling Yue put down the small bamboo basket behind him, washed his face in the stream, and then took out a small handkerchief from the bamboo basket and put it on the ground, and finally took out two golden egg cakes from the small bamboo basket like a trick, Zhang Jie, who had eaten cornmeal batter for half a year, was not calm.

"This, the Great Sage is going to fight with the Buddha now?" Looking at the fragrant egg cake wrapped in a small handkerchief, Zhang Jie, who was slightly hesitant, asked softly.

"Let's fight now, last time it was the Buddha who played tricks, this time the great sage is on guard, and he will definitely win." Ling Yue, who nodded vigorously, looked like a matter of course.

"What if, I mean, what if you can't beat it? If he is pressed under the Five Elements Mountain, there will be no one to save the Great Sage next time, and it will not be as simple as pressing it for five hundred years, and I am afraid that he will never be able to come out. Zhang Jie, who sniffled lightly and never left the egg cake on the ground with a pair of eyes, cautiously suggested:

"Otherwise, let's let the Great Sage learn skills? I think that Tang Seng is good, follow him to the West Heaven to learn scriptures, and when he learns the supreme exercises, when the time comes, he will kill the Western Heaven Realm, and beat the old bald donkey to the ground, so it is safer. ”

"Oh, so you don't want the Great Sage and the Buddha to fight!" Ling Yue, who was dragging a long note in her mouth, slowly stretched out her little hand, and then put the two golden egg cakes back up, wrapped them carefully with a small handkerchief, and looked like she was ready to put them back in the small bamboo basket.

"In other words, this great sage jumped out from under the Five Elements Mountain, and the great sage who had been suppressed for five hundred years was full of anger and shouted, I want, what is the use of this golden hoop~ The golden hoop stick in his hand suddenly became bigger, and it was a stick to the sky, and he directly made a big hole in the sky, and the entire heavenly realm was shaken by the big sage's stick. However, at this moment, the golden light in the western sky is full of light, but I see the ...... that has broken through the sky! ”

Waiting for the little girl's egg cake in his hand, Zhang Jie, who silently mourned to the sky for three seconds, murmured in his heart: "It's not that I, Zhang Jie, are not righteous, but this world is too cruel, Master Wu, let's start again from here!" ”

Biting the egg cake, Zhang Jie, who was full of oil, held the egg cake in one hand, gestured in the void with the other, and at the same time played a few tricks of sticking, after winning the little girl's applause, Zhang Jie shouted:

"That's it, the great sage beat the fart and urine flow with a stick, and the Rulai begged for mercy again and again, and the great sage held the Ruyi golden hoop stick and stood proudly."

"This stick, I'm going to beat him to ashes!"

After the story was told, Zhang Jie, who was full of oil, also stuffed the egg cake into his stomach, licked his lips, and was thinking that if he could have a cup of tea to rinse his mouth at this time, it would be delicious, but he suddenly heard footsteps behind him, and when he turned his head to look over, he saw that the little woman who had talked to him before came back with the child.

Seeing that the woman was anxious with a slightly worried look, Zhang Jie suddenly said behind the other party who was about to walk past him: "Didn't you find my third uncle?" ”

The little woman paused, then sighed slightly, and said softly: "Aunt Hua is casting a spell on the iron egg, and it is inconvenient for outsiders to disturb, saying that something is coming tomorrow, and the old master has gone to the county seat to meet friends again, hey!" ”

The little woman, who sighed deeply, turned her head to look at the sweaty little boy behind her, and seemed to be unable to bear it, so she pulled the little boy to the stream, and asked the little boy to squat down, hold some stream water, and wash the little boy's face.

Zhang Jie looked at the letter placed on the ground by the woman, and he could recognize the words on it, although he couldn't write it in traditional Chinese, he could barely read it.

"Enlightened by my mother!" Looking at the words on it, looking at the little woman's anxious look, and groaning slightly, Zhang Jie read it gently.

Hearing Zhang Jie's words, the little woman who was originally squatting on the ground to wash the child's face suddenly stiffened, and then turned her head to look at Zhang Jie with an incredible face, and after a while, the little woman who picked up the letter on the ground asked tentatively:

"Do you recognize the words on it?"

"I learned to read from my third uncle, and as long as it's not too difficult, I can recognize most of it." Directly moved his third uncle out, Zhang Jie smiled and pointed to the writing in the other party's hand, and said crisply: "I recognize the words on it." ”

After washing the child's face, the slightly hesitant little woman hesitated slightly, and then handed the letter to Zhang Jie as if she had let go, and said tentatively: "You give Niannian?" ”

Looking at the other party's suspicious gaze, Zhang Jie didn't care, a five or six-year-old child, saying that he could read, it was indeed unbelievable, if he didn't know that Zhang Jie's third uncle was a talent in the village, if it wasn't for Zhang Jie saying that he had read and read with the third uncle, people would definitely ignore him.

Needless to say, he ran to the creek in two steps to wash the grease stains left by eating omelets on his hands, then cleaned the water stains on his body, took the letter from the other party's hand, skillfully opened the envelope, and took out the letter paper from inside.

Roughly glanced at it.,Fortunately,It's not too difficult to understand the Chinese of the people.,The person who wants to write the letter is not a learned old pedant.,Most of the letters are in the vernacular.,The occasional ones with them are obviously forced to use to rhyme.,There's nothing too difficult to understand the text.。

The little woman on the side couldn't help but feel a little more confident when she saw the little child's calm appearance, especially when she saw the other party's serious demeanor. This little child, whether it is his movements or demeanor, is the same as a learned reader, he has a clear eye, and it is obviously very similar to that.

"Huan Niang is well, everything is going well outside the husband, there is no need to worry, the old mother at home is old, and I hope that Huan Niang will take care of her, the tiger is six and a half years old, I don't know if it is still as tiger ......as when I was young."

When the child began to read the letter, the little woman, who was still half-convinced, was already stunned on the spot, and the child's mouth made the little woman's body tremble for a moment, and when the husband was all right, the woman breathed a long sigh of relief.

Looking at the little boy's immature face, listening to the other party's crisp children's voice, especially when he saw that the other party was even a little shorter than his own child, the little woman who gently held the little boy next to him in her arms slowly glanced at the southwest direction, and her eyes seemed to have penetrated many obstacles, and she directly saw her Lang Jun outside.

"There is no need to treat yourself badly, the husband will return home in a few days, if the family lacks silver taels, you can borrow some from the village, and when the husband returns home, he will come to the door to repay it in person."

When the letter of belief was finished, Zhang Jie, who sighed slightly, looked at the sky, a letter, but it aroused his homesickness.

"Little Xianggong, can I bother you to read it again?"

The little woman beside her didn't seem to have recovered from the letter, and when she saw that Zhang Jie had stopped, she asked softly.