was so troubled by the matter of the third aunt, I was a little unhappy in my heart, and with Wang's eager eyes, I agreed to go to the school in a daze, but when I came to my senses, Zhang Jie made a difficulty.

How easy is it to get into school? Is it so easy for children to get tested? Is the show so easy to be? My third uncle has been a sour talent for more than ten years, and he has not been admitted to the examination four times, so he wants to count on the road to the peak of life on the road of entering the subject examination, not to mention anything else, just memorizing those four books and five classics can make people have a headache to death.

Eight-strand text? What's that? Can you eat it?

Slightly dejected, he came to the stream, soaked his little feet in the stream, and waited to wash his feet, looking at the soles of his feet with a thick layer of calluses, and then Zhang Jie, who was slightly stunned, seemed to remember.

I remember when I first came here, not to mention the food and drink, I just couldn't adapt to walking barefoot, every step was cautious, for fear of not paying attention, stepping on a stone, or a sharp branch, but it is also strange, just came to those days, the more you pay attention to the soles of your feet, the easier it is to step on something, the soles of your feet are always pierced blue and red in those days, and then I saw that other children are also barefoot, but they don't care about the look, simply break the jar and fall, don't care if there are small pebbles on the ground, I walked boldly, but the more I did this, I never felt a prickle in my foot again.

Until now, he has even been completely accustomed to walking barefoot, and if he really wants to wear shoes one day, Zhang Jie really doesn't know if he can get used to it.

"What habits are not used to, what are not used to it, then it is still not forced to the end, and when it is really forced to the point where there is no way out, what things can't be used to? Didn't you want to eat the dough when you first came? But after being hungry for three days, didn't the food still taste better than anyone else? There is no entertainment, and there is no suffocation? Didn't you just wrestle with a group of children in the mud house? What is not used to it, that is hypocrisy, only those who have the ability are qualified to say that they are not used to it, and those who have no ability can get used to anything, what's wrong with reading? Isn't it just a scientific examination, a bear child like Zhang Hao can learn and take a scientific examination in the future, why can't I? The third uncle can be a show if he doesn't know all kinds of grains, why can't I take the test to be a majestic master? ”

After talking to himself, Zhang Jie, who had some confidence, put both feet into the stream, and then walked to the grass behind him, while fluttering his feet in the water, he reached out and dragged a dog's tail grass in his mouth.

"That is, what's so great about a scholar, just like He Lao Wu in our village, obviously just a child, not even a showman, but usually walking in the village with his nostrils facing the sky, if anyone offends him, he can be scolded at the door of the house for half a month, there is no consciousness of a scholar at all, and he has a friendship with the county lord, if he really knows the lord, he will even have to rub his relatives for dinner in the village?"

Zhang Jie, who was originally squinting, was soaking his feet when he was comfortable, but suddenly saw a pretty little girl standing behind him, eleven or twelve years old, who looked like she should be older than her sister-in-law Zhang Xia, but it was not much bigger, with a melon seed face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a small bamboo basket behind her.

Zhang Jie, who was startled by the girl's voice, immediately sat up, twisted his face to look at this beautiful little girl like a doll, Zhang Jie asked strangely, "Are you talking to me?" ”

Put the small bamboo basket on his back on the ground, then patted his body, walked to the stream in two steps, first washed his face with the stream water, and then followed Zhang Jie's example to put his bare feet in the cold stream, and the girl with a satisfied look leaked on her face and said: "Who is talking to you, I'm talking to the ghost." ”

pursed his lips, and Zhang Jie, who immediately lay down again, rolled his eyes and muttered: "Lao Tzu is clearly a big victory." ”

"When you are young, you call yourself Lao Tzu, so is your father Lao Tzu Lao Tzu? So what did your grandfather call him? Reflexively, he took a small handkerchief from the bamboo basket, washed it in the stream, and looked at the little boy on the side who didn't refute it, and wanted to lie down like him, but he always felt that it was a little inappropriate, and finally the girl who couldn't help but be tempted pouted slightly, muttered 'It's just a little brat', and lay down lazily.

"What did you just say about Monkey King? What's that, a demon? The cool handkerchief was covered on the face, and the girl who was sore after walking for a long time suddenly felt alive, thinking that it was really comfortable to lie down for a while, and asked casually, I didn't expect the child to be able to tell the reason, but I didn't want the boy who thought it was just a little kid to talk endlessly.

"It is said that in the Tang Dynasty, there is a proud country, and in that proud country, there is a stone monkey, this monkey is conceived by the spiritual power of heaven and earth, born with spirituality, and is proficient in all kinds of climbing...... One day, the naughty monkey saw the old monkey die of old age in Huaguo Mountain, so he thought of apprenticeship...... After the stubborn monkey learned seventy-two changes, one followed one hundred and eight thousand miles, he returned to Huaguo Mountain, claiming to be the Monkey King, who knew that this title actually aroused the attention of the Jade Emperor of the heavens, and the Jade Emperor under the anger sent 100,000 heavenly soldiers to the lower realm to capture the great sage ....... ”

Zhang Jie's story is a little stumbling, after all, it is a TV series I watched when I was a child, and I haven't watched the original book at all, at this time, many plots are completely made up by the brain, so a famous book like Journey to the West is not expressed in many wonderful places in Zhang Jie's mouth, but this is enough, even if it is only this half-baked level, the little girl on the side also listens to it with relish, especially when Zhang Jie uses his imagination to tell the ever-changing fighting spirit of Erlang God and Sun Monkey, The girl, who was also asleep, got up smartly, and then stared at Zhang Jie with a pair of black and white eyes, full of excitement.

Zhang Jie could tell from her flushed expression that this girl must be fantasizing about turning into Monkey King and Erlang God for an earth-shattering battle.

"When the palm of the Buddha flipped over, the great sage who had changed thousands of times was also pressed under the Five Fingers Mountain. This pressure is a full 500 years. ”

"If the Buddha is cheating, he must have used despicable methods, otherwise Monkey King will be 108,000 miles with one heel, and he will turn the sky over with two heels, how can he be crushed under the Five Fingers Mountain? No, if you let the Great Sage fight with the Buddha again, you don't believe that the Great Sage can't beat the old monk. The red-faced girl suddenly grabbed Zhang Jie's arm, and then shook it desperately, as if Zhang Jie could shake Zhang Jie's arm off if he didn't let Sun Monkey and the Buddha fight again.

"Hey, hey, tap and tap, why are you so unreasonable, that Buddha has the power of the Buddha, and Sun Monkey can't beat it even if he fights ten games, this story has just begun, and then you will know how powerful the Buddha is. Tell you, if the last fart of his old man collapsed Sun Monkey to death. Hurriedly pulled his arm out of the other party's hand, and after seeing a few handprints left on the tender arm, Zhang Jie, who was grinning in pain, glared at the other party fiercely.

"It's a lie, you said before that you were the Monkey King, if the Monkey King was really killed by the Buddha, what would you still be willing to be the Monkey King? Hmph, come on, what's going on in the back? Did Monkey King have a fight with the Buddha? Completely ignoring Zhang Jie's resentful eyes, the little girl who rolled her eyes suddenly said gently:

"Wait, I've got something delicious here, I'll get you something delicious, and you can keep telling me."

Reflexively dragged the small bamboo basket behind him, and then took out a nest head from it, broke it in half, and the girl who was going to be one and a half suddenly pouted, and then handed both halves of the nest head to Zhang Jie, and said crisply: "Na, it's all for you, tell me about the back." ”

Looking up at the sky, the originally scorching sun had reached the halfway point of the mountain, and the feet that had been soaked for an afternoon were already wrinkled, so he stood up and washed his face in the stream, and Zhang Jie, who waved his hand, walked towards the village and said without looking back: "Didn't you say that I was a ghost, how could I give the ghost something to eat, and I was not afraid of helping the ghost." ”

When she saw the little broken child walk away without looking back, the girl with two halves of the nest in her hand said loudly: "Hey, why are you so stingy, don't you know the manly man?" ”

Originally, I was going to theorize with the other party, but seeing that the other party's figure was about to disappear, the girl who was a little uneasy in her heart who was seduced by the story immediately shouted loudly: "My name is Ling Yue, from the cottage village next door, I will come here tomorrow to wait for you, bring you delicious food, really bring delicious food, not Wowotou." ”

In the end, the girl who shouted hoarse watched the little broken child disappear at the end of sight, and the angry girl who stomped her feet threw the nest head in her hand into the bamboo basket, and muttered: "I don't believe that the Buddha can really collapse the Monkey King to death with a fart, if he really lets the Buddha collapse the Great Sage to death, see if I don't kill him." No, I'll kill him with my fart, too. ”

The girl, who was still full of indignation, suddenly covered her mouth and laughed crisply, it seemed that she herself was amused by herself.

"Monkey King, why haven't you heard this story before? This story is much more interesting than the storyteller's iron hero outwitting the Great Demon King. Strange, isn't the storyteller who went to the kid's village the same person who came to our village? Scratching her head, she washed her handkerchief again, glanced in the direction where the little boy had disappeared, and the girl with the small bamboo basket on her back walked towards another village.

"It's a child from Zhangjia Village, it's such a big place, I can't believe it can run away from you."