Wang Bangzheng looked at the small earthy yellow package at his feet and couldn't help but fall into deep thought, according to the normal plot direction, this thing is a treasure map? Or, she recalled her bloody background, and vaguely remembered that she threw the old pious woman to her and said something Mrs. gave birth to a little marquis.

The golden sentence borrowed from the math teacher in my previous life is "If I guess correctly, this question will definitely be tested." ”

"If I'm not mistaken, this thing is proof of my identity?"

Wang Bangzheng still couldn't hold back, opened the package, but there were only two sets of men's coarse cloth clothes and a few pieces of broken silver, and there was nothing else, and she actually had a sense of loss when she punched the cotton.

Wang Bangzheng has lived very happily in the village in the past few years, and she also consciously does not think about whether the original parents intentionally threw her away. She thought that losing it would prove that this reason was decisive, and she didn't need to bother with it. Moreover, the cheap father really loves her, she feels that the current life is really too comfortable, the sunrise works, the sunset rests, the villagers are kind and diligent, it is simply a paradise.

She didn't expect that deep in her heart, there was still something that was secretly growing. In her previous life, she was abandoned by her family at the gate of the welfare home, until she was adopted by the master many years later, she did not imagine the so-called family. It's just that in the middle of the night, the faces of those family members are blank.

At that time, her life was not only to go to school, but also to practice, and Master often said, "A cultivator is to cut off cause and effect and fight against fate." It's rare that you have cut off these cumbersomeness, so why bother yourself, the day you attain the avenue, you want to live with the sky, compete with the sun and the moon, at that time, you look back, the pain of the moment is just a vain. ”

"Xiao Meng!" Wang Bangzheng suddenly realized something, "I'm here." "Can you find out where I came from?" There was an inexplicable hint of anticipation hidden in her tone. "I'm sorry, master, I can only scan a distance of 100 meters around you for the time being."

Wang Bangzheng suddenly figured it out, even if the cause and effect are cut off, it should be done by himself, not inexplicably passed, and he didn't even have a word to explain. She didn't even dare to think about what kind of thoughts she had in her heart. With a goal, she knew how to work hard, and suddenly, her heart was full of fighting spirit.

"I want to make money! I'm going to the capital! I don't know why, but she thinks the answer she wants must be in the capital. As for why he didn't ask Wang Dazhu, Wang Bangzheng was afraid that this honest and honest father would be sad, what if he thought too much and thought that Wang Bangzheng wanted to find his father?

Let's make money honestly first.

Reach out and put a few pieces of broken silver scattered on the ground into the space ring, flies are also meat, and a small amount can become a lot.

"Master, you still have to cultivate, and becoming stronger is the last word." Xiao Meng performed his duties in a timely manner and urged this unreliable little master to practice.

"Yes, get stronger!" I want to stand at the top of the food chain, and only then will I have enough right to speak, Wang Bangzheng secretly clenched his fists.

A waiting house in the capital

"Did you find it?"

A very rich old woman is trimming a pot of begonia bonsai that is just right, and the little maid next to her is kneeling with a tray upright, without a trace of shaking, obviously after several years of training, at this time another old woman on her side bowed and whispered: "Back to the old lady, the slave went back and asked a few old people, saying that the lady did not see anything abnormal on the day of delivery." Just ......"

"Just what?" The old lady looked up with a hint of sharpness in her eyes.

"That day, Grandma Yang Er specially sent ginseng soup over," the old grandmother bowed her head after speaking.

"Hmph, her sister-in-law? Keep looking. ”

"Yes."

……

In the days that followed, Wang Bangzheng began to practice harder, and even the aunt's house next door did not go often. It's a pity that the way to make money is really not what she is good at, and she hasn't come up with it after thinking about it for a long time, and besides, she is a five-year-old child, if she behaves too rebellious and is tied up BBQ, she has no place to cry. Aren't all demons and sinners in ancient times going to be burned to death?

The careless Wang Dazhu didn't find anything abnormal about his daughter, in his opinion, children should sleep more and sleep as long as they want. He thought that his daughter was hiding in the house every day, just a child.

The autumn harvest began, and the three acres of thin fields at home actually harvested more than three percent of the wheat in previous years this year, Wang Dazhu was very happy, and three percent more means that there is no need to buy additional grain for the winter this year. After collecting his own family, he went to help the village chief's family collect it, and Wang Bangzheng was not idle, and followed the women of the village chief's family to cook on the fire, and they did no less than adults.

The whole Shuiquangou Village was immersed in the joy of the harvest, and the old village chief also sang praises to the county magistrate, and specially brought his two sons to send a plaque to the past. praised the county lord in the sky and on the ground, and an old face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

The bolt came back and pulled Wang Dazhu to show off for a while, how kind the county master was, and how magnificent the county government was. Wang Bangzheng couldn't help but secretly slander, stretched out his hand and didn't hit the smiling person, how many of you beat the gong and drum to send the performance to the boss, he was too late to be happy, can he be kind?

Wang Bangzheng listened to it, felt that there was no nutrition, and turned his head back to the house.