That's all I had high hopes for. The next subjects are mathematics, English, and other subjects, and I guess even if I take Fan Xiucai there, he won't be able to help much. What's more, he's been angry with me all the time, and he doesn't even want to pay attention to me. So in desperation, I went to the mass grave again that night and sent Xiucai back to my cemetery.

Eliminating selfish distractions, I was able to concentrate on my exams. I took the rest of the subjects on my own. The overall performance is neither good nor bad, it is at a normal level.

"When the book is used, you hate less", this sentence is not wrong at all. How much work you usually use, how much ability you have when you go to the examination room. Although I frantically made up classes for the last half a year, I couldn't help the wanton squandering of the good times in the previous years, and now I can only do my best and resign myself to the fate of God.

Every time I finish a subject, I will ask Han Jie, "How did you do in the exam?" ”

She would smile and say, "It's good!" ”

I listened to it, but my feelings were a little complicated. If she doesn't do well in the exam, I will feel guilty and think that I am dragging her down. She did well in the exam, and I was afraid that she would break up with me when she went to college. Alas, before I fell in love, I felt that I was also a chic brother, I did everything neatly, and I never knew my mother-in-law. But now, all day long, cranky, indecisive, what a special!

Anyway, the college entrance examination is finally over!

After the last subject on the last day, several of our good friends got together to celebrate. Han Jie, Huang Lijun and the fried ghost usually have good grades, and they do well in the exams, and it is estimated that they will not be able to run in college. I'm still in the process of being determined, and Ou Dong has given up on treatment altogether.

We went to have a big meal together, and then we went to the box to sing. Singing K is my proposal, and it is also what I do. Because I know that Ou Dong is also a person who likes to play, but he really has no money, rather than reluctantly, it is better for me to ask everyone to forget it. Anyway, I'm a little rich now, and eight thousand people are nothing!

Then came a night of madness! I didn't usually drink alcohol, but I also drank a lot that night, and I finally realized that it really doesn't matter if the wine tastes good or not! The important thing is that it can get you drunk! It will make you forget all your worries for a while!

Taking advantage of the strength of the wine, I hugged Han Jie and kissed her fiercely for a long time. Without her, I wouldn't be where I am now, and whether I can get into college or not, she has successfully transformed me from a cynical troubled teenager to a motivated and hard-working teenager. I feel like I can't live without her!

So, when the kiss was deep, I put my ear to her and said to her, "You will marry me in the future!" In this life, I only think you are my wife! ”

Han Jie smiled. She said, "Isn't it a little early for the two of us to talk about this topic now?" Besides, who proposed in the KTV box? Not to mention the ring, you don't even have a flower now! ”

I hurriedly said, "I can buy a ring or something tomorrow!" I have money! ”

Han Jie still laughed, and only said softly: "You are drunk." When you're not drunk, think about it and talk to me about it, ah! ”

I couldn't admit that I was drunk, and pulled her to explain desperately. Later, the fried ghost came to persuade me, and I explained to him that I was not drunk. Ou Dong came to persuade me, and I explained to him that I was not drunk. In the end, I hugged a telephone pole on the side of the road and explained for a long time before I was finally carried home by the others.

Of course, when I wake up, I won't remember what happened next. My memory is still stuck in the marriage proposal. Therefore, I went to ask Han Jie again the next day: "Did you promise me last night?" ”

"What promise you?" Han Jie still asked me with a smile.

"That's it...... That's the question I asked you last night! ”

"What did you ask me last night?" She smiled even more.

"Oops, don't you remember?"

"yes, I don't remember! Otherwise, you can ask again. Han Jie began to cover her mouth and couldn't help laughing.

I opened my mouth, but I couldn't say a word. Because Han's father and Han's mother are at home, and Han Jie's younger brother is pulling Han Jie's trouser leg and looking at me. He was babbling and kept repeating, "I don't remember!" I don't remember! I don't remember! ”

I glared at him with some annoyance, glared at Han Jie again, and finally ran back in disgrace.

My performance that night became the first "stain" in my life! Even though I had forgotten what had happened at that time, they still "helped" me to recall. Then, from time to time, they brought it out and teased, and each time it always made the audience laugh. Of course, I'm always the only one who doesn't laugh!

The college entrance examination is over, and I can also "lift the ban". The first day I returned to the ghost market coincided with the Dragon Boat Festival. Last year, during the Dragon Boat Festival, I carefully prepared four-color new rice dumplings: dragon and phoenix rice dumplings, fragrant ash rice dumplings, sugar maggot rice dumplings and yin wood palm, I was going to make a lot of money in the ghost market, but it was not available because of the oolong report of the mustache. This year, I finally put last year's ideas to use, and I went around with Master to collect materials and steamed two large baskets of new rice dumplings.

It turned out that two large baskets were still not enough to sell. As soon as the new rice dumplings were launched, they were very popular! Even the old ghosts who have been dead for hundreds of years on the mass grave have never seen such a novel taste of zongzi, let alone eaten it. All the ghosts want to try it, and they want to have one of all four flavors. But I decisively dismissed their "clearance plan".

I quickly separated the four flavors of zongzi, and then told the ghost customers who came to buy zongzi in a high-sounding manner: "The number of zongzi is limited today, and in order to ensure that all customers can taste it, one ghost is limited to one brown!" ”

"Huh? Can you only eat one of the four flavors? So how can I choose? No, it's not like I'm out of money, I'm going to buy one of each of the four flavors! Lao Lu, who was at the front of the line first, was very dissatisfied and shouted loudly.

"No hurry! No hurry! I raised my hand to suppress the opposition and explained, "Just because I can't eat tonight doesn't mean I won't be able to eat in the future." Since everyone loves to eat so much, we decided that we will continue to supply these four kinds of zongzi in the next three ghost markets. You don't have to try it all in one night! ”

When I say that, you don't have a big opinion. Especially when it came late, the ghosts at the back of the line agreed loudly. Lao Lu is a hungry ghost, you let him only taste one of the four types, and he can't spend it even if he has money, he is really hungry! But he didn't dare to offend the anger of the public, so he had to pick and choose a sugar maggot brown and left. The ghosts in the back also lined up to buy in turn, and in less than half an hour, all the zongzi they brought were sold out!

I looked at the paper money that kept being thrown into the cash register and smiled. Why don't I let Lao Lu buy more than one time? Hey, that's called hunger marketing! A ghost can only eat one flavor, and those who can't eat it will definitely be hungry and want to taste it. So, when it's time for the next ghost market, it's guaranteed to be another ** rush purchase!

I haven't been to the ghost market for a month, but I still noticed that there have been a lot of changes. The first is that the number of ghosts has increased, and there are some new faces. Master told me that most of the new ghosts had migrated from other places when he was doing things around the Qingming Festival, including a few of them from Lao Tan and Boss Su. They discussed it together before, and felt that they should learn the lessons of Baihualing last year, and it was best to gather all the lonely souls scattered around the county here, so that it would be easier to manage.

There are more ghosts, and naturally there are more stalls. Uncle Li has been in this ghost market for more than a year, and he can be regarded as familiar, and he has brought a relative ** dessert, and the business seems to be good. Boss Su's shroud stall was already idle, so he folded a paper train and several amusement toys to serve the few young ghosts who died young, so that he could earn more money from ghost parents and ghost parents.

There is also Uncle Fang. Since Xiaoqian went to reincarnate, he was finally able to live back in his tomb. During the Qingming Festival this year, Uncle Fang's descendants burned a big house for him. So he boasted all day long about how wide his house was, and how comfortable it was to live in. His triumphant appearance made those who had some sympathy for him feel that he was hateful.

But the old guest I most wanted to see didn't show up all night. I originally wanted to take this opportunity to have a good talk with Fan Xiucai and clear up some misunderstandings. But he didn't show up for a long time, so I had to ask Liu Gong and Liu Po.

"We don't know what happened to him, do we?" Liu Gongdao, "It has been raining for the past few days, and we ghosts actually don't like rainy days very much, it's too noisy, and occasionally thunders." Ghosts are most afraid of thunder! But last night it was sunny and I wanted to talk to him, but he said that he was in a bad mood and didn't want to see guests. ”

"Oh, Xiucai has always had that temper!" Liu Po also complained, "Readers read too much, so they like to sigh for a long time, hypocritical!" ”

Liu Gong and Liu Po naturally didn't know what happened a few days ago, but I knew that Fan Xiucai should be so troubled because I disliked the eight-strand essay he wrote. He didn't come to the ghost market tonight, so he must still be angry with me. However, I was prepared for this.

I took a watermelon out of the stall and roasted it on the grill. Xiucai likes to eat melons the most, watermelon, pumpkin, melon, papaya, cantaloupe, he loves to eat. The condition he negotiated with me that day was to eat special snacks, so I decided to start with "melon".

After a little roasting, I took the watermelon off and put it on the ground, and then took a fruit knife and a long wooden spoon from under the stall. I told Master to look at the stall first, and then I gently kicked the watermelon with the sole of my foot to make it roll. I rolled melons all the way. Walk all the way to the southwest corner of the mass grave. Of course, be careful not to push too hard, and not let it hit a stone or tree trunk and roll forward against weeds and dirt.

Along the way, the other stall owners and passing ghosts looked at me strangely, not understanding what I was doing. When someone familiar asked me, I didn't bother to explain. After rolling for about a hundred meters, I finally arrived at Fan Xiucai's tomb.

I put the melon upright, wiped off the dirt and weeds, cut the top of the melon skin with a fruit knife, stuck the long wooden spoon into the melon, and stirred it again. At this time, the melon pulp was still warm, and it had been rolled to a thin rot, turning into red pulp juice. This is the special snack I came up with: "Rolling melon is ripe"!

I put the melon under Fan Xiucai's tombstone, then patted the tombstone and said, "Xiucai, Xiucai!" I'm here to apologize to you! I hope you, adults don't remember villains! And what do you say about that phrase that you often say? Oh, by the way, the prime minister can hold the boat in his belly! After eating this melon, your stomach is full, and you can also have a big belly (degree)! ”

Fan Xiucai did not respond to me. But I know his temperament, and I guess he won't be able to save face at this time, so I won't nag him. I went back to the stall, sold out the little snacks I had left, and started closing the stall. The poor ghost appeared again at the right time, looking at me with a grin. I didn't say a word, I just threw a Yin Wood Brown to him, which I specially left for him, let him make up for it. Lao Zeng was moved, and his nose twitched, as if no one had ever been so kind to him.

After closing the stall and returning to the small courtyard of Master's house, I said to Master, "Since I have finished the exam, Master, shouldn't you teach me the second Yin Gong mantra?" ”

The master was noncommittal, but asked me, "Your results haven't come out yet, what's the hurry?" ”

I scratched my head and said, "I'm not in a hurry, but I feel that I didn't do well in the exam this time, and I guess going to college is hanging in the balance." And anyway, it's summer vacation now, and I usually have nothing to do at home! Wouldn't it be nice to practice more at this time? ”

The master still shook his head and said, "Since there is no hurry, let's wait for your results to come out." ”

I felt a little strange, so I asked him directly, "Master, are you unwilling to teach me Yin Gong?" ”

Master continued to shake his head and flatly denied it, "No, don't think about it. You are my only apprentice, I don't teach you, who will I teach? But I'm also thinking about your future, if you can go to college and have a better path, you don't have to continue to do this with me. ”

"But I'm interested in it! And you can also make a lot of money. I hurriedly said.

He persuaded me bitterly, "I know this too." But there are many ways to make money, and there are many ways to do it, and we are still not welcomed after all. Those who came to ask me to do things were outwardly polite to me, but it was because they had asked me for a while. But privately, have you seen anyone who is willing to take the initiative to deal with me? It doesn't matter if I'm old, you're still young, you can go out and see the world first. Maybe you left this small county town and went outside to see it, and your thoughts are different? ”

There is some truth in what Master said, but I still want to fight for it: "As the saying goes, skill is not pressing. Even if I can be admitted to university, wouldn't it be good for me to learn more skills from you before I leave? If I go out, I might run into trouble one day, and I'll be able to use it. ”

The master couldn't help it, so he also compromised: "Okay, I'll teach you a few more new spells when I have time during this time." In addition, you should continue to practice drawing talismans, casting spells and origami. As for Yin Gong, I promise you, if you can't pass the exam, or if you are willing to come back to inherit my mantle after graduation, I will teach you the second exercise! ”

Since Master insisted on this, I had nothing to say. However, I still feel that he has not finished speaking, and I don't know what medicine he sells in his gourd?