The rise of the poor

Chapter 35

"Zhu Ping'an, I'll give you another chance, don't want any frogs or toads"

"Don't fool me if you think I'm good-natured"

"Yeah, why don't you tell me!"

The black-bellied little loli who grabbed Zhu Ping'an's little tail, willfully and wanton her eldest lady's temper, she clearly wanted to hear the story, but she said it as a gift.

Zhu Ping'an deeply realized that this girl is obviously not something that ordinary fairy tales can fool. She can't be treated as an ordinary child. Her appetite is much bigger than that of a child.

"Let me tell you another story about the Legend of the Condor Heroes."

The majestic prairie gallops horses, shoots eagles and draws bows, beautiful women are picturesque and lingering, how can the story of heroes and beauties not be moved!The Legend of the Condor Heroes is Zhu Ping's favorite TV series when he was a child. He never tires of watching it. Every time the Legend of the Condor Heroes is played, Zhu Ping'an will obediently move his stool and sit in front of the TV to watch it. There are many versions of the Condor Shooting TV series, all with subtle differences. In order to watch the most original Legend of the Condor Shooting Heroes, Zhu Pingan read Jin Yong's novels over and over again, and he could almost recite them backwards. Here's a good story, I believe this black-bellied little loli should be satisfied.

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"Let's talk." The black-bellied little loli blinked and sat on the stone. A pair of small hands took out a small delicate bag from somewhere, and took out a handful of peanuts and melon seeds from it.

Little Fatty held the melon seeds and peanuts in his hands, and his small mouth began to squeak, full of interest.

Strange to say, since being reborn or transmigrating, Zhu Ping'an feels that his memory is getting better and better, especially the textual things he has seen in his previous life, he can basically remember [-] to [-]% now.

"The Qiantang River is a vast river. Day and night, it goes around Lin'an Niujia Village endlessly and flows into the sea in the east. There are dozens of cypress trees in a row by the river, and their leaves are as red as fire. It is the time of August."

The black-bellied little loli ate the sunflower seeds and listened with relish.

Speaking of which, the black-bellied little loli should really like this Legend of the Condor Heroes. She interrupted the first two fairy tales several times. Since the Legend of the Condor Heroes was told, this girl has not interrupted once.

However, I can't talk anymore, I have to go to class myself.

So, Zhu Ping'an stopped abruptly after talking about Guo Jing's killing two birds with one stone.

"I want you to speak."

The black-bellied little loli was listening with gusto, but Zhu Ping'an suddenly stopped talking.

"Master said it here, and I haven't listened to the rest." Zhu Ping'an said naively, and the chubby hand twisted the bamboo tube he carried with him and poured a sip of water into his mouth, and then continued, "So I say, I I'm going to listen to the Master's lecture, and I'll teach it to you tomorrow."

The black-bellied little loli was very reluctant, she finally heard a nice story, she really wanted to hear it, but she couldn't.Children's endurance is not as good as adults. When adults watch a TV series and see something exciting, they suddenly add an advertisement or they can't put it on until tomorrow. They can't bear it, let alone children.

"You didn't lie to me?"

"of course not."

"Then you should listen more later."

"Okay."

Zhu Pingan managed to soothe the black-bellied little loli, put the fish basket in the shallow water again, and broke a small piece of bread that he carried with him and put it in the mouth of the fish basket.

The black-bellied little loli did not leave immediately, but watched with great interest Zhu Ping'an placing the fish basket in the water.

"What are you doing?" Li Shu, a black-bellied little loli sitting on the stone, asked curiously.

"Get off the fish basket, I'll catch a lot of fish after I finish the class in a while." After putting the fish basket away, Zhu Ping'an walked out from the river, sat on the stone and washed his feet with the river water. Mud, almost clean before putting on shoes.

The black-bellied little loli suddenly glanced up and down at Zhu Ping'an, like a little beggar.

"Your family is so poor, and you want to catch fish to eat. Nuo, I'll give this to you. I can't eat it anyway, so I'll give it to the dog when I go back."

The black-bellied little loli gave Zhu Ping'an the bag in her hand like a charity.

This stinky girl who doesn't know how to be polite really feels a little bit of food.Zhu Ping'an didn't stretch out his hand, and foodies are also dignified.No matter how delicious the food is, it is hard to swallow in the stomach.

The black-bellied little loli was a little surprised by Zhu Ping'an's reaction. In her impression, these poor children gave her alms, and when they saw these delicious food, they all rushed up one by one. I didn't understand why Zhu Ping'an was not grateful to Dade. take over.

"Take it." The black-bellied little loli said again.

"I have hands, so I can catch fish by myself. You'd better take it home and feed it to the dog. I don't have the same taste as it."

Zhu Ping'an refused again, and fought back against the fact that the black-bellied little loli treated herself as a dog just now, and satirized that the black-bellied little loli had the same taste as a dog.

"I love it or not!"

The black-bellied little Loli got angry and threw the cloth bag in her hand into the river.What kind of person, he was kind enough to give him something to eat, and he even satirized others, really kindhearted as a donkey's liver and lungs!If you hadn't told the story, I wouldn't have fed you!Asshole, bastard, what a little bastard!

Zhu Ping'an frowned helplessly, it's really the eldest lady's temper, she can't be willful!

"Don't forget to tell stories tomorrow, or I want you to look good!"

The black-bellied little loli left angrily, but still did not forget to threaten Zhu Ping'an to teach her about shooting the vultures obediently tomorrow.

I still don't know that the unlucky bastard will marry her in the future!
Zhu Ping'an packed up his things and came to the private school again to take a lesson. The private school's old Xiucai Sun was leading the children to practice calligraphy.At the right time, Sun Laoxiu gave a demonstration on the podium, explained and emphasized the points that beginners of calligraphy should pay attention to to the children, and took the trouble to correct the problems of the children below.

Zhu Ping'an benefited a lot, because some of the children's faults were also committed by him. After listening to the words of Sun Lao Xiucai, there was a feeling of enlightenment.After setting things up, Zhu Ping'an dipped a brush in the stone trough with water, and while listening to Lao Xiucai's explanation, he practiced calligraphy on the black wooden board.

After a few days of perseverance, Zhu Ping'an has become accustomed to writing with a brush. Although the writing is still ugly, at least he is used to it.

During Zhu Ping'an's calligraphy practice, Zhu Pingjun and his classmate in the private school were beaten again because they quarreled with the classmate at the same desk.The reason for the trouble is also very simple. It is because the two people have an uneven distribution of space on a table. Everyone wants to be bigger, and no one agrees with the other. Do it in class.

The classroom is the same thing, who has crossed the [-]th line, who has rubbed and stepped on who, is the age of trouble, and naturally Mars touches the earth.

(End of this chapter)