My name is Zhang Fugui, Di Guo Tianbao was born in 721, I am nine years old this year, and I live in a place called Ping'an Village on the border of Di Guo. Ping'an Village is a small place, with a radius of only 20 miles, and there are only about 100 people.

My father and mother both cultivated the land, and the two of them worked hard for half their lives, saving a little money, one for me to go to the village school, and the other for me to marry my daughter-in-law in the future as a dowry.

At the age of nine, I was a little more sensible, and I knew how to do some housework for the family, so I was quite loved by my father and mother, and of course, the adults in the village saw that I was sensible, and they all loved me very much, even if I fought with other partners, they were more inclined to me.

"Fugui'er, it's time to eat!" my father shouted at me again, causing the neighbors to burst into laughter.

"Daddy, I said could you change my name, Fugui, it's the same name as the dog in the village! I protested helplessly when I got back to the house.

"What's wrong with this name! Dad has nothing to do in his life, so I hope that you can be rich and rich, and Dad can also get a little light, and enjoy his life in peace, right?"

When I entered the house, I saw a dark but not old face, I shook my head, I didn't refute, I have been protesting for a month, at first I would still argue for a long time, but gradually, knowing my father's temper, I had no choice but to forget it, but I was still a little awkward in my heart, so I couldn't help muttering a few words every time.

My father has been a farmer for decades and can't make a lot of money, but fortunately, there are no corrupt officials and no robbers and bandits, so life is passable, and my father has a lot less troubles, not to mention many wrinkles, and his daily farming has made him strong. Sometimes I can't help but think that if my father could be a little whiter, maybe he would be quite handsome.

"What do you want after eating?" My mother is a good wife, thin and weak, although she is not as good-looking as the second aunt in the village, but she is also delicate, and all her thoughts are on me and my father. My father and mother are also very affectionate, sometimes I hear my mother tell my father that she wants to give birth to a younger brother or sister for me, but when it comes to this topic, my mother will sigh for a long time.

"Oh, didn't think much of it. I picked up the chopsticks and stuffed them into my mouth.

"Eat slowly, don't choke. "My mother likes to watch me and my dad eat every time, but she can't eat much herself. Lang Zhong also told her that she was weak and should eat more, but she always shook her head and didn't speak.

"Fugui'er, come and eat more, listen to Mr. more in the township school, and when you enter the town university hall in the future, you will have a chance, and you don't have to work as hard as your father to plow the land. "My dad was nagging while helping me with the vegetables.

My mother glared at my father and said, "Don't listen to your father, even if you can't go to town, you will still be successful." ”

I watched the two of them, one with a white face and the other with a black face, silently picking up rice. This kind of trick will be played out from time to time, in fact, I wish I could enter the town, and it is better to become a big official in the future. But I don't want to be an official, at least not yet.

After eating, I washed the dishes, loaded a bowl of rice and a plate of vegetables, and ran to Grandpa Sun with a basket. Grandpa Sun is a very old man, and every time I see him, I think he is dying, but the light in his eyes tells me that he still has a long life.

Ever since Grandpa Sun came to our village nine years ago, he has been living next to us, and he has no children under his knees, and he lives alone, which makes him feel very lonely. But he was really kind to me, every time he saw me, he told me stories, sometimes he brought me candy, and he gave me a very kind feeling, and sometimes, I would rather stay with him than go home, of course I didn't think much of it. In fact, I think he was kind to me because he didn't have children and was afraid that no one would die for him. But he said that I had just been born when he came to this village, so I was related to him.

Hmph, I don't believe it.

It's strange to say that Grandpa Sun doesn't do anything, he lies on the long bamboo chair all day and night to bask in the sun, and when there is no sun, he also lies there to blow the wind, and even in winter, he lies there and doesn't move much. I also asked my father, but he told me not to ask again.

When I get old, I want to be like him and not worry about life.

"Grandpa Sun, I've brought you something to eat. ”

"Oh, it's Fugui'er, come here. "A slightly hoarse voice, but there is an inexplicable attraction.

As soon as I saw Grandpa Sun's wrinkled face and smiling, I knew that he was going to tell me a story again. No way, he has been telling me stories since I was four years old, and for more than four years, he has never repeated one, and each one is so engaging, which is also my Achilles' heel. It was also from his story that I understood deception, forbearance, cruelty, and loneliness. It can be said that it was Grandpa Sun's story that made me nine-year-old have the independence and maturity that ordinary children do not have. Naturally, I didn't doubt how he knew so many stories when he was so old, maybe he used to be a storyteller.

So I put down the basket, sat next to him obediently, looked at the bright sunshine in the sky, and consciously picked up a fan to cool him.

"Grandpa Sun, if you have time, tell me about my father and help me change my name!" I looked at him with a look of hope.

"Hehe, Fugui'er's name is very good, why do you want to change it?" Grandpa Sun asked me with a smile as he lay there.

"Hey, I've been in the village school for two years, and I know that this name is really cheesy, and the dog at the head of the village is also called Fugui, isn't it obvious that it embarrass me!" As soon as I thought of the dog, I couldn't help but get angry, and even shook it very hard with a fan.

"Hehe, don't care about it, the name is just a code name, why only you can call it rich, and others can't call it!"

"But it's not human...... "I want to cry without tears."

"Okay, okay, don't worry about it so much, listen to me tell you the story. ”

As soon as I talked about listening to the story, I immediately came to the task, "Whose story will I tell today?"

Grandpa Sun's eyes showed a hint of reminiscence, "Today, I will tell you the story of the immortal general dragon charm." ”

"Immortal Dragon Charm...... Okay!" I was listening intently, but I didn't want to hear my father's very inappropriate voice before he could speak: "Fugui'er, it's time to go to school, and if you're late for a while, Mr. will ask you to stand again." ”

"Eh...... "My father is so decent, every time I come to Grandpa Sun's place, he will find a way to stop it, worried that I will be fascinated by the story and not go to the school, no, obviously there is still half an hour, but I am afraid that I will be late and cause Mr. to be dissatisfied, and then there will be no Mr. recommendation, and it will take a lot of effort to enter the county school."

"Hey!" I lamented, "Grandpa Sun, then I'll go first, and I'll come back to see you in the evening." ”

"Hehe, reading is important, don't disappoint your parents, go quickly. ”

"Well, then I'll go first. ”

The moment I left, I looked back and saw Grandpa Sun pinching his fingers and calculating something, he would also tell fortunes?

I shook my head, left Grandpa Sun's place, I packed up two books, and walked towards Mr. School.

The private school is in a river outside the village, the river water is very clear, it is the only water source for our whole village, there is an old willow tree by the river, Mr. said that there is some feng shui artistic conception there, so the school is run there. I think it's because it's a good place to fish, because every time I go to class, my husband fixes a few rods under the willow tree, hangs the bait, and when he rests, he takes off the fish that he has already caught and puts on the bait, so that he catches a lot of fish every day. Because of this, several of my partners and I admired him more, because in this way, he saved a lot of expenses and lived a much better life than us.

Near the entrance of the village, I saw a few figures sitting under the old locust tree from a distance, and they were a few of my friends, all of whom asked me to go to school together.

"Fugui'er, do you have any stories today?"

The one who spoke was a slightly fat teenager, his name was Du Wenhu, a little younger than me, we called him Xiaopang, and the black thin guy next to me who was staring at me with a look of hope was called Zhao Tianbao, the same age as me, but also a few months younger than me, we called him Xiaobao.

"No, before Grandpa Sun could speak, my father called me to school. I said helplessly.

"Hey, I wanted to use sugar to exchange stories with you!" Chubby looked disappointed.

"I change my teeth, I don't eat sugar!" Actually, I really want to eat, my family is not as rich as his family, and Grandpa Sun only tells me stories, so he takes a candy for me for a story every time, and this has been going on for a long time, and I split a story into two or three or even more every time, so that I can eat more sugar.

"Hmph, who knows your story!" a slightly milky voice sounded.

When I heard it, the fire broke out, this is the daughter of Uncle Zhang's family in the village, three years younger than me, named Zhang Shuyu, also called her Xiaoyu, and she named the dog she raised.

I glared at her and walked away in a huff without talking to her. Xiaopang and Xiaobao also knew that I was angry, so they held back their laughter and walked to the school with me, Xiaoyu saw that I didn't pay attention to her, her mouth curled, and tears swirled in her eyes, but she endured it and didn't come out, pouting and quickly following us.

When I arrived at the school, my husband began to lecture, but I couldn't listen, looking out the window, recalling the story that Grandpa Sun told me.

"Zhang Fugui!"

"Huh?" I shuddered and stood up and looked at my husband, feeling a little frightened.

Mr. has a Chinese face, long hair is tightly tied, and he is usually very serious. I secretly complained in my heart, and I was going to be punished again.

"Why didn't you listen?" asked me sharply.

I felt even more bitter in my heart, and I was bored, but the ghost sent a god to ask, "Sir, do you say there are any immortals?"

The gentleman was obviously taken aback, stunned for a moment, frowned and said: "What an immortal, study hard, and strive to become an official in the future, this is the only way to be productive, don't keep thinking about those unrealistic things! ”

I was surprised in my heart, and I regretted it as soon as I said it, but I didn't expect that my husband not only didn't pursue it, but also told me to sit down. I sat down tremblingly, but I caught a glimpse of my husband's eyes being a little complicated, and he glanced in the direction where Grandpa Sun lived.

Whether it was an illusion or not, I was stunned in my heart, thoughtful, forced myself to calm down, and continued to listen to Mr. talk about etiquette and morality.

Today, my husband is very good, and he left school early. After school, Chubby and Xiaobao, as well as the annoying Xiaoyu, stuck over.

"How can you ask Mr. that kind of question in class, so that you are not afraid that Mr. will hit your palm?"

"Well, I know it. I said vaguely, quickly took my bookbag and ran home, leaving three stunned figures.