In the early morning of the next day, the sky was cloudy, and in the wing room, Zhang Chi was lying high in the north window, and when he heard the rooster crowing outside, he suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.

The girl in the back room was still sleeping, and he was thirsty when he was older, and he wanted his sister to rest more, so he immediately got up and got out of bed, put his feet into the cloth shoes, and stepped on the heels of the shoes, and went out of the side room.

The big rooster raised in the general's temple, from time to time contact with incense, has gained popularity, and also has considerable spirituality, oh oh three times, in the direction of the rising sun, seeing the dawn slightly exposed, suddenly excited, the fine feather feathers on the neck are angry, the wrinkled cockscomb on the top of the head, in the blink of an eye, is congested and erect.

Zhang Chi didn't want to see his sister's good sleep disturbed by this flat-haired beast, his eyes widened, and he released a faint breath of five poisons, which frightened the big rooster, and in a blink of an eye, all the feathers erected were calmed down, and they were tightly attached to his neck, and even the red and purple cockscomb lost blood instantly at this time, and he lay on his stomach on the chicken brain.

"Oh! That's right. Good job!"

Zhang Chi saw that he was frightened by the big rooster that was crowing, and walked to the well unhurriedly, put down the bucket to draw water and came up to wash.

The well water, which was faintly hot, was refreshing on my face. Zhang Chi stretched out his hand to take off the cloth towel and wipe it clean, the whole person was in high spirits, and then walked into the kitchen, uncovered the lid of the pot, washed rice and vegetables, hollowed out the ashes of the grass and wood at the bottom of the stove, took the fire primer to light the dry wood, stuffed it into the stove, and prepared to boil a small pot of vegetable porridge.

With Zhang Chi's brothers and sisters here, Miaozhu's breakfast money has been saved. In order to improve the quality of the porridge, he carefully cut a pinch of ginger rice and sprinkled it evenly on the boiling porridge.

Zhang Chi held the long-handled spatula and stirred it carefully a few times, dragging it back and forth several times in order to prevent the bottom of the rice porridge pot from clumping and burning.

Later, a few of the dry firewood burning at the bottom of the stove were pumped out, inserted into the ashes of the grass and trees and extinguished, and the fire suddenly became much smaller, after all, the vegetable porridge was cooked, turned into a low fire and slowly boiled until the rice grains bloomed and gelatinized.

Although Zhang Chi's hands and feet were light enough, he still woke up his sister from the two side rooms and the utility room. No, maybe my sister slept until she woke up naturally, and when she found that her brother in the outhouse was not there, she understood what was going on, and quickly got up and went to the ground, and came to the kitchen to help.

As a result, he naturally couldn't help anything, Zhang Chi had already finished all the things he could while he was cooking porridge, and there was not much work left for his sister.

"Brother......" The younger sister was full of reluctance, feeling that she had become an idler, and she was uncomfortable.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Chi reached out and touched her head: "In the past few days, you have been busy with everything, and you must be tired." Rest, I'll call you when the porridge is ready. Obedient!"

My sister originally wanted to refuse, but she didn't expect Zhang Chi to turn her head and look at her seriously, and suddenly everything was blocked in her throat. She could only hold her brother's arm with both hands and shake it slightly, and obediently went back to the room.

Of course, it is not without things to do when you return to the room, first spread out the cover to dissipate the residual air, open the window of the wing, let the fresh morning breeze blow in, and dilute the stuffiness in the room.

Later, my sister began to tidy up the cold quilt, carefully put it away, and folded it into an angular tofu block according to her brother's instructions.

She had just finished doing this, and before she could sweep, she heard a cry of relaxation, and was ready to eat breakfast. The younger sister immediately walked out of the courtyard quickly, and saw the elder brother coming out with a wooden tray in both hands, on which were three bowls of ginger rice porridge and three white porcelain spoons.

"Sister, you are eating and drinking in the yard, don't worry, the vegetable porridge has just come out of the pot, and it is very hot. As for the breakfast of the teacher, I will send it over. ”

Zhang Chi couldn't help but say, walked to the stone table and put down the tray, took out two large bowls of porridge with both hands, put down two white porcelain spoons, picked up the tray again, and walked to the room where the temple was located.

As soon as he approached, before he could reach out and knock on the door, Zhang Chi smelled a faint bloody smell with his keen spiritual sense, and secretly wondered in his heart: "What's the matter?"

Tuk Tuk ...... Du, two short and one long knocking on the door, alarmed the temple in the house, due to the divine power of heavenly punishment, he could not speak for three years, of course he could not agree. It's just that I can't speak, and I can't help but be able to write with a pen in my hand.

So, Miao Zhu unhurriedly drew water into the inkstone pond, polished the ink with his left hand, spread out the paper with his right hand, and picked up a wolf pen with his hand, and dipped it in ink slightly.

Boom, Miao Zhu is also an expert, running the pen smoothly, such as walking dragon and snake, in the blink of an eye even wrote two columns of small characters, put down the pen, removed the Nanmu paperweight, and by the way the nose vigorously "um" sounded, which was regarded as responding to the previous greeting of the little handyman.

Zhang Chi felt a little strange, reached out and gently pushed the door, but he didn't expect the door bolt to be lowered, and it opened as soon as he pushed it. At this time, the morning sun is rising, the orange sunlight falls to the ground through the window, and the light can be seen by the wind grinding copper, and the golden red halo shines, reflecting the whole house and brightening the room, and the house that is still passable is decorated with magnificence, like a temple palace.

"It's too much! There are still such extravagant floor tiles in the sky and on the earth? The wind-ground copper, which is smelted with red copper and gold, is actually used to pave the ground, and I am afraid that even the princes and nobles may not have such enjoyment. This temple is very good at making money, or is his family so rich that he is rich enough to rival the country?"

Zhang Chi couldn't help but think of some rumors, the former generals enshrined in the Chengnan Temple were the famous gods of revenge, and quite a lot of assassins, thieves, as well as young rangers and swordsmen, respected the name of the gods to take revenge.

His thoughts further diverged, and he couldn't help but be suspicious of Miao Zhu: "I thought of a possibility! This Zhu Shi is probably the one in the surrounding area of Longqiu City, all the people who beg for a living on the rivers and lakes, and is recognized as the leader! It may also be a killer broker and a death broker." ”

Zhang Chi's mind was swirling with many thoughts, and at the same time, he unhurriedly put the ginger rice porridge on the desk, and his eyes glanced at a blank piece of paper, on which the handwriting and ink had not yet dried.

"Lately, I've been practicing the mantra of keeping my mouth shut and not opening my mouth for anything. ”

Zhang Chi took the initiative to add punctuation to the two lines of small characters, and read it silently after breaking the sentence, and suddenly felt that something was very wrong, but there was a bad dish there, and it was really impossible to say.

"I wish the teacher to practice, and the kid doesn't dare to bother. Farewell!

Zhang Chi withdrew without hesitation, holding the tray in both hands, and left the room of the temple without hurrying. It wasn't until he turned around and closed the door that he breathed a sigh of relief, walked a few more steps, and his mood suddenly improved.

"There was a smell of calamity in Zhushi's room. There seemed to be traces of heavenly punishment on his body. What kind of cultivation is closed, maybe there is a problem with the vocal cords, and I can't even use ventriloquism, which is really unbelievable. ”

Later, Zhang Chi relied on his spiritual sense to observe the weather of the General's Temple, and suddenly found that the original lush and lush forest aura seemed to have been shoveled by a lawn mower, and it was directly reduced by half, and then he understood.

Last night, something big happened!

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