The heroine of fast time travel, she always wants to collapse the plot

Chapter 8
In the previous life, neither sister Ping Xinghua nor younger brother Zhang Huanzhi recited it, but the original owner did.

After being appreciated by his father Zhang Qi, the original owner was beaten by a family of three and kicked out of the house the next day.

Yun Xi carefully weighed it: Judging from the current situation of her 12-year-old Gong Miao and Zhan Wuscum, even if she runs away from home, she still needs to make a good plan first.

But this hurdle requires strong emotional intelligence and acting skills.

Yun Xi glanced at Ping Xinghua asking for help: "Sister, which poem did Daddy go to Islam?"

Seeing Yunxi asking her daughter, Ping's face was slightly smiling, but her eyes were a bit fierce: You little rascal, you deliberately made my daughter look bad, right?

Ping Xinghua lowered his eyes, and said in Zhang Qi's expectant eyes: "That's it, it's about returning home."

Homecoming Puppet Book!
Can you not remember such a simple four words?

Yun Xi twisted the front of her clothes, and turned to the ten-year-old Zhang Huanzhi beside her: "Brother, the second sister doesn't remember much either, you can give the second sister some hints!"

Zhang Huanzhi said angrily, "I'm going back to my hometown!"

Yun Xi looked at Zhang Qi with a smile all over her face: "Father, the baby is here!"

"Homecoming puppet book! The young and old leave home, the boss, the accent, the accent, the accent..." She lowered her voice a bit, and looked at Ping Xinghua again.

In memory, Ping Xinghua would recite the second sentence.

Sure enough, Ping Xinghua said angrily: "The local accent is unchanged!"

"The local accent is unchanged!" Yun Xi's voice became louder, then lowered, "Will the children meet each other, no, I don't know each other..."

"I don't know each other!" Zhang Huanzhi remembered these three words.

Yun Xi has a big heart: "Children meet each other and don't know each other, just ask where the guests come from with a smile!"

"Where did you come from!" Zhang Qi raised his eyebrows, "Luhua, you've been so wild lately!"

Yun Xi stuck out her tongue and acted like a good boy: "Daddy, I know I made a mistake, I will definitely work harder next time!"

The original owner's father, Yunxi curled her lips in her heart, seemed to be a poor scholar with extremely low EQ.

"Miss, it's really hard for you to discipline these two naughty children on weekdays!" Zhang Heng said and looked at Ping with an apologetic face, "Xinghua is the most well-behaved!"

Yun Xi silently retracted Zhang Qi's extremely low EQ words from the bottom of her heart: He is obviously very good at coaxing his wife.

However, you still died at the hands of the old witch.

How can people save you?
While Yun Xi was thinking about it, Zhang Qi held his son Zhang Huanzhi in his arms, looked at his bruised forehead and asked softly, "Huanzhi, who did you fight with again today?"

Ping received Zhang Heng's warm and soft words of thanks, and the smile on his face was a little genuine, and he looked at Yunxi with a little more complacency: a daughter is always a daughter, and no matter what, it can't match the status of a son in Lao Tzu's heart.

Seeing that you used to act obedient in front of your father, why, now you don't know how?
Can the daughter and son born to my mother be worse than you?

"Mother," Yun Xi smiled and flattered Mrs. Ping, "I'll help you get the bowl and set the chopsticks!"

"Second sister," Ping Xinghua said with a smile, "you are not honest, so let me take the bowl to save you from being beaten again!"

If you don't stretch your legs to play tricks, can the original owner hit the bowl?
Yun Xi smiled innocently: "But today is my sister's birthday, how can I ask my sister to help with housework!"

"Besides, it was not easy for my mother to give birth to a sister that day, so I should let my mother rest well today!"

"I'll come!"

Ping sat down next to Zhang Qi with a smile, and said with a smile: "Husband, take a look, it's you who came back after all, this child is much better-behaved!"

"You, come back often!"

Hehe, old witch, do you really expect Zhang Qi to come back often?
With a smile, Yun Xi automatically went to the kitchen to get the dishes.

Zhang Qi smiled at the three children, and thanked Ping for his hard work, and then said with a smile: "The two daughters have grown up so much in a blink of an eye, and our son is half the height of my head!"

"I plan to let Huanzhi go to public school with me. He is ten years old. When he is enlightened, he will study the Four Books and Five Classics seriously!"

"Take a test later, you mother, you have a good face!"

Mrs. Ping nodded with a sweet smile: "Okay, okay, but Huanzhi is not at home either. It's just me and my two daughters at home. I'm afraid it's not safe!"

"Although Huanzhi is young, he is a son after all. I feel at ease at home!"

Yunxi understood what Ping meant by wanting to go to the public school in the town with Zhang Qi.

Zhang Qi nodded and said: "The public school has newly built a dormitory. I will discuss it with the county officials tomorrow to see if I can be allocated a small courtyard. If you can, you can take your two daughters with me to the town. let's go!"

Yun Xi took the bowls and chopsticks and came in, knowing in her heart that it might not be possible.

Back then in the previous life, why was this so obscene?

It seems that the county magistrate occupied the newly built dormitory to raise his own little wife!

As for Zhang Qi, an honest man, how can he beat the county magistrate?
***
Perhaps it was because of the heavy rain during the day, and at midnight, a round of bright moon hung in the sky.

The moonlight shines through a ray of sky into the sinkhole.

Dotted intermittently at the bottom of the tiankeng, it looks like a dot of hot springs, surrounded by hot air, faintly shadowed.

When Li Mingheng first entered the tiankeng, he only felt that it was dry and warm inside. Now that he had taken off his silver armor, he still felt very stuffy, presumably because the temperature in the tiankeng was higher at night than during the day.

Several meandering creeks seep from the cliff and flow into the waterfall from the exit.

He moved back a little, approaching the direction of the waterfall, and the cool wind rushed over from the direction of the waterfall, and the hotness was a little less.

At the angle Li Mingheng was standing at, those light and shadow changes that were vaguely visible under the moonlight changed instantly in front of his eyes.

The changing light and shadow are like two immortals dancing swords, stepping on strange steps, pointing their swords forward, their clothes fluttering, and their hair fluttering with the wind.

This discovery surprised Li Mingheng. At first he thought someone else had entered the sinkhole.

When he found out that those were the phantoms reflected by the moonlight on the water vapor, he felt a little relieved.

However, the swordsmanship and lightness kung fu skill that this phantom conjures up seems somewhat mysterious.

Li Mingheng watched intently, and unknowingly pinched the sword formula with his hand and followed it a few times. He felt that this sword technique was exquisite and extraordinary. .

For a moment, I was stunned in place, only feeling that the world was silent, and suddenly some feelings and realizations arose in my heart.

He closed his eyes, carefully recalling the light and shadow changes he saw just now, and he simulated it several times with his super memory.

Nai He could only remember the first few moves, if there were a few moves where the sword's ups and downs were too mysterious, he couldn't use them consecutively.

Xindao: If you don't stay here for two more days, if you can cultivate this shocking swordsmanship, you will definitely benefit yourself endlessly in the future.

***
Yun Xi put on the newly patched coarse clothes again, and tied her hair behind her head with a piece of ordinary cloth, and went out every day with a basket.

There was half a sweet potato in the basket.

Yun Xi then knew that her ration today was half a sweet potato.

Thinking of Ping's rare smiling face before going out in the morning, and saying that she would tear a few pieces of floral cloth to make new clothes for her, Yun Xi snorted coldly: It seems that Ping's was planning on that matter.

That thing, hehe.My sister is not the original owner, so she is not so easy to mess with!

(End of this chapter)