Ping An grabbed a few orchids that fell on the ground, and with a snort, his body jumped from the brick wall of the courtyard that was more than two meters high, and disappeared in an instant.

This speed, this agility, and this skill, Shi Taigong saw it, and he estimated that he was not as good as sighing.

Of course, this kind of thing happened in the yard of his home, Ping An and the smart did not slip away, he had long passed the realm of being a thief and did not dare to face the reality, and had entered the shameless realm of being as thick as a city wall, bragging and lying in front of people, and his face was not red, and his heart was not beating.

understands that if you do bad things, blindly evade, sooner or later you will have to go into trouble, and only by having the courage to face it and dispel all people's suspicions is the only way to get rid of suspicion.

Therefore, after going around in a circle, Ping Ji went home like a fart, and the old lady saw that righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, and she doubted whether her grandson had done a good deed today that could be praised by the party and the people.

Then, Ping An appeared in the courtyard as a matter of course, and saw his grandfather squatting in front of the pot of orchids that he regarded as the meat of his heart, and the uncle was waiting carefully, and the two were talking loudly.

As for Ping Zhongjing, with his hands behind his back, he stood under the persimmon tree, looking up in a daze, looking unbelievable.

"Lao Tzu said before that my pot of orchids is not ordinary, and it is not inferior to any Spring Sword, Junzi Orchid, and Hui Orchid, now you believe it!"

The old man's face was filled with an expression of "in my words", pointed to the pot of orchids, and said to Ping Zhonghua:

"Look at it, this emerald green leaves, all about to drip water, in this snow-white flower, that little by little bright red embellishment, how like a blooming cold plum blooming in the snow, this leaf, this flower, it's just amazing, now you should believe my vision, right?"

Ping Zhonghua naturally showed a plattering expression of admiration, just when the father and son were bragging the hardest, Ping Zhongjing suddenly said: "Dad, brother, tell me, our persimmon tree is all down at first glance, not to mention that the leaves and fruits are all gone, and the buds actually emerge again, it's really a strange thing in the morning, it's too evil." ”

"Evil, evil fart, this is the rejuvenation of the old tree. ”

The old man was in a good mood, where could he listen to this, and immediately said: "Lao Tzu has long said that when he built a house, he found the most famous feng shui master in ten miles and eight towns to see, this is a treasure of feng shui, Lao Tzu said." ”

Ping'an looked at his grandfather's passionate and excited look, and wondered whether to make his bag and pot out of the tender green bamboo leaves, and estimated that the old man would say: "My Ping family, the spirit of heaven and earth is showing!"

"Hey, let's go back to the house and wait for Mom to come home. ”

Ping An revealed the expression of a master who was as lonely as snow, wanting to be defeated, which was a big regret in life, and went back to the house bored.

......

At night.

"Mom, I'll discuss something with you. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Every Saturday and Sunday in the future, I will go to the county seat with you to do business, okay? I promise that every catty of pig offal will earn you an extra two cents, ten catties and two dollars, and a hundred catties is twenty yuan." ”

"No, my family is not short of that money, so after a week, you have to study your homework at home. ”

"Mom, don't you think I'm at the top of my class right now?"

"That's why you have to study harder. ”

Ping An looked at his mother who was categorical and did not leave the slightest room to discuss with him, he wanted to break the jar and threaten to skip class, but seeing his mother's angry but kind face, Ping An was ruthless.

In other words, a few years ago, he could still roll on the ground, playing sad and pretending to be pitiful, but he felt that he had grown up and felt that it was too embarrassing for him to do so.

What's more, from the very beginning, Ping An didn't have much hope for this, and his head was already full of plan reports.

"Don't let me go, I won't go with you, I'll do it myself, right?"

Ping An has never been a legalistic child, there are always all kinds of swords in his head to go off the beaten track and whimsical ideas, the third grade of primary school knows that you have to find a black pot for trouble, you have to find a helper for a fight, Qunou can't rush to the front, and the hidden hand of picking a peach is the only correct route.

In addition, it is often said in the world that the children of the poor are in charge of the house early, which means that children who are forced by the pressure of life should learn to be self-reliant earlier than other children, because the hard life can not only arouse people's fighting spirit, but also make people mature mentally.

And since he was a child, he was poor, and he didn't have a father by his side, he learned to wash rice and cook rice at the age of seven, and at the age of eight, he followed his mother Yuan Xiaoyi to the countryside to buy medicinal herbs and sell melons and fruits in the county, so he did not lack experience and talent in business.

Especially after seeing the scene in the county vegetable market, it can be said that this kind of hawker business is handy.

Of course, Ping An would not rob his mother's pork business, because in these countless mountains and rivers, there are things that people in the city rush to buy.

"Yes, that's what I did. ”

Without his mother's protection, he didn't believe in the peace of not making money, and after making up his mind, he quietly slipped to his grandmother's room and took out dozens of private money that he had hidden in a pile of rice.

This money, including the pocket money given to him by his elders at ordinary times, the more than thirty yuan left over from the last time he bought golden beans, plus the two yuan that Ping Zhongjing bribed him, a total of seventy-eight yuan, three cents and five cents, for a child like Ping'an, this is definitely a lot of money.

For the average family in rural areas, this more than 70 yuan is enough for a child's tuition for one semester.

Ping'an carried the seventy-eight yuan and more than three cents, and was full of expectations for his future money, and he believed that the more than seventy yuan would soon become more than seven hundred, or even more than seven thousand.

"Palm the bold, starve the cowardly, with my clever head, what else in this world can trouble my peace?"

I never sit still, and I don't believe that without my mother's help, I can't make any money.

Early the next morning, Ping An finished breakfast and went to school as usual, and then sat in the classroom, listening to the head teacher's old monk often talking, "Students, in two months, it will be the graduation exam, if you don't work harder, are you worthy of your parents who gave birth to you and raised you?"

At this time, Ping An felt that he relied on his absolute control over his body, closed his ears, let him spit on the podium to his heart's content, and play with himself, or secretly glanced at Feng Zi, the most beautiful girl in the class.

It is worth mentioning that Feng Zi is not only beautiful, has a beautiful voice, but also has first-class reading, and has always won the first place in countless grades with an absolute advantage of crushing.

Naturally, she became the focus of conversation among the precocious boys for Ping An.

Last year, Ping An was interested in Feng Zi's related things, but since he got the golden gourd, I don't know if Ping An was too picky, or if he injured his head by practicing qi, so he couldn't be interested in her.

Now when I see Feng Zi, my peace of mind is like straight water, and I don't have any waves.

So after class, Ping An didn't do the same as before, always looking for all kinds of excuses to rub beside her, but walked out of the classroom like the wind, ran to the partition wall class, and directly stunned a little pot friend who saw him as if he was a big enemy, and immediately made a defensive posture.

Ping An ignored his appearance as if he was facing a great enemy, and went straight to the point, "Liu Jiang, do you want to make money? Make a lot of money? Moreover, it is a long-term business. ”