"Brother, you're so weird." Fortunately, Chen An didn't get entangled, and said excitedly, "Grandpa asked us to go to Liuhe Mountain, saying that we were going to cut bamboo, brother, let's go together." ”

Chen An has not been in the mountain for some days, and Chen Ping no longer takes him to fetch the trap, and at this time, with Grandpa's words, he wants to go out once.

"No, someone will bring bamboo when the evening comes." Chen Ping said, the door behind him creaked open, and the little madman who had changed his clothes walked out.

The trousers are a little thin, a little wide for a little madman, and the trouser legs are floating, but the length seems to be enough.

"Why did you put my robe on?" The little madman was dressed in a robe, with a belt tied inside, hanging on his body like a cloak, Chen Ping said, "How can you wear clothes like this, you have to tie that belt outside." ”

"Your pants are too thin, so I'll wear this." seemed to be quite satisfied with this dress, the little madman didn't listen to Chen Ping, waved his sleeves, jumped into the courtyard, turned around there, and shook off his robe from time to time, "I don't look like a female general?" ”

"I want it too." Chen Zhen saw the robe flying, and immediately got into it from behind, following the appearance of a little madman, and lifted the corners of the robe.

After a few turns, Chen Zhen suddenly grabbed the robe and wanted to tear it off the little madman, and in this way, the happy little madman stumbled and fell to the ground, and Chen Zhen also fell up and pressed on the little madman's body.

"Your robe is too wide." The little madman picked up Chen Zhen and tore the corner of his robe from Chen Zhen's hand, "It doesn't fit." ”

"I have a skirt at home." Chen Ya said in a low voice.

"No, I don't want it." The little madman didn't appreciate it at all, and directly refused, "You still have that story, don't tell me it, I don't want your things." ”

Tale? What's the story? The little madman doesn't leave tonight and has to rest at Chen Ya's house, Chen Ping doesn't want the two of them to have a conflict, in case of a fight, Chen Ya is not the opponent of the little madman.

"What's the story?" Chen Ping looked at Chen Ya, Chen Ya seemed to be a little aggrieved, with her head down, clasping her hands and rubbing them.

"It's the story of the flying saucer, you're done. But how did she know so much? At the mention of this, the little madman had a big opinion, pointing at Chen Ya, "I asked her to tell me, but she still refused." ”

"I told her not to tell outsiders." This is really Chen Ping's explanation, seeing Chen Ya's grievances, Chen Ping comforted, "It's okay, you did the right thing." ”

The story is also a novel thing in this era, although there is no such thing as ** in the Sui period, but there are many people who have been punished for their words, such as Gao Ying's big mouth, who said that Yang Guang was not, and finally annoyed Yang Guang, and finally found a reason to kill.

It's right to say less, but is it enough? Of course, it is not enough, just like Su Wei, it is indeed a little word, but Yang Guangjin dedicated a copy of "Shangshu", and under the speculation of some people, he said to Yang Guangyi, and "Shangshu" became Su Wei's crime of satirizing Yang Guang.

Su Wei's matter is actually not far from **, a book, or an ancient book can involve other aspects, of course Chen Ping's story has to be careful.

Be careful to sail the ship of 10,000 years, Chen Ping is not as strong as Su Wei, and he can't withstand the toss.

"Why don't you tell me when you can talk to her?" The little madman vented her dissatisfaction, no wonder she didn't accept Chen Ya's clothes, and her peers would be jealous.

This kind of vinegar of the little madman is not treated equally, and it is natural that she will not be happy to see a fun and interesting thing without her share.

"You like to bully, why should I tell you?" Chen Ping also has his own reasons, the posture of the little madman holding a short blade Chen Ping still has sequelae, this little madman does not play cards according to common sense, and it is good to keep a distance from the distance.

"I don't care, if you don't tell me, I'll tell Grandpa, saying that I just changed clothes in the room, you see......" The little madman is really crazy.

As soon as Chen Ping heard that something was wrong, he was so shocked that he immediately went up and covered the little madman's mouth, looked back and forth, and saw that Chen's father and Liu's family were not around, and his heart was a little calmer.

"Be quiet, what are you talking about?" Nima's, I thought she was simple, this simple yarn, glimpsing the smug eyes of the little madman, Chen Ping really felt like he had fallen into a trap.

It must be on purpose, this guy must have done it on purpose. The scheming is really heavy, and he fell into a puddle, who would have thought that the little madman would sacrifice his leg to threaten himself.

"Are you convinced?" Before the words came out, the little madman's mouth was still covered by Chen Ping, but that demeanor was clearly what he meant.

Could it be that this little madman fell into that dirty puddle on purpose? Where is this person, this is about to become a demon.

"I'm afraid of you, I'll give you the story later, the story of the flying saucer, will it be successful?" Chen Ping compromised.

The little madman raised his eyebrows triumphantly and slapped Chen Ping's hand away.

"Fight me, huh." Expressing her disdain, the little madman walked away triumphantly, continuing to wave her cloak.

The little lady followed like a little tail.

"It's a bit big." Sighing, Chen Ping felt that he had underestimated the IQ of people at this time, at least underestimated the little madman.

Someone knocked on the door outside the courtyard, because there were a lot of livestock at home, the courtyard door has always been carried, Chen Ping opened the bolt, outside the courtyard door is Chen Shun, and there is a small bundle of firewood piled up on the side.

"That's all?" There is not much firewood, and it is estimated that Chen Shun will not be able to take it if there is more, but it is still too little, less than what Chen Ping retrieved by himself in the past, Chen Ping shook his head.

"All the firewood there is gone, so I picked it up. I'll go again after dinner, it must be more than that. Chen Shun said, and then remembered something, "And the dead leaves, I have gathered them together, and when I get the bamboo basket, I can bring them back together." ”

"Still eating? Didn't you drink that pheasant soup earlier? Earlier, I saw Chen Shun with oil on his mouth, and asked him to go and return the pheasant, but he actually took the opportunity to drink the soup, Chen Ping said, "An hour, an hour later, I want to see Chai He...... Forget it, I don't want Chai He today, I want bamboo, I want twenty, you know? ”

Chen Shun counted there with his fingers, counted with both hands, and found that it didn't seem to be enough, so he looked up at Chen Ping.

"Take your brother with you, and count all the fingers of your four hands, that's twenty." Chen Ping said, "Do you have a saw at home?" ”

The bamboo is different from ordinary firewood, and it is not necessarily easy to cut it with a hand axe, and the best way is actually to use a saw.

"Nope." Chen Shundao, in fact, let alone a saw, even if it is an ordinary axe, Chen Shun does not have it at home, the only thing he has is the iron shovel and sickle, but Chen Shun's father will not let him take out those two things.

"In this way, you follow Erniu and go to his house to get it." Chen Ping didn't have a saw at home, but he forgot about it, so he turned around and shouted to the courtyard, "Erniu, you go and bring the saw at home and give it to Chen Shun." ”