Da Bong fights more people

When I got home from get off work at night, I asked my second uncle quietly. The second uncle had a very strange expression. He tried his best to describe the beauty of the princess with his poor vocabulary. I extracted the core elements: damn it, Nai Da.

This made me a little bit interested and looking forward to the princess.”

"November 11th, until today, nothing has been achieved. I have shamed my motherland and the travelers."

"November 11th, this is my first month in this world. My salary has been paid. I plan to work hard and do business slowly."

"October 11, listen to music in Goulan."

No.17 Chapter Daily Auntie

"Duh!"

In the small courtyard, Xu Qi'an stood on the eaves, casually throwing a prismatic hidden weapon, he didn't aim at it seriously at all.

But it precisely hit the red heart on the stake twenty steps away.

This is not because Xu Qi'an's skill in throwing hidden weapons is so good, but because he is lucky.

"There is definitely something wrong with my body," Xu Qi'an whispered to himself.

He was very lucky, for one month in a row, he picked up a total of one or two taels of silver, equivalent to half a month's salary.

This money is enough for an ordinary family of three to live frugally for three months.

The weirdest thing is that every time I pick up a penny, this is beyond luck.

No need to ask Yuan Fang, she knew that this matter was weird.

"System Dad? Come out, don't play hide and seek with me." Xu Qi'an tentatively asked.

The system ignored him.

For the past month, he has made countless attempts to wake the system.

The facts told him that there was no system at all.

How to explain that strange luck?

Unexpectedly, a non-chief like me, who never won a lottery when I bought a lottery ticket for five yuan since I was a child, could one day evolve into a European emperor.But Ou Huang's lifespan is extremely short, Xu Qi'an smiled wryly at himself.

One thing is for sure, the original owner did not have amazing luck at all. If he had it, my aunt would not despise him, and would enshrine him like an ancestor.

The whole family stopped fighting and relied on him to pick up money to live.

"This kind of gift from an unknown source makes people feel flustered and uneasy." Xu Qi'an's eyes were fixed, and he sighed, "I can only take one step at a time."

Today, after taking a rest, Xu Qi'an jumped over the one-foot-high wall and went to his second uncle's house to have breakfast.

The small courtyard where he lived was originally the residence of an old butler of the Xu family, and it was separated from the big house by a wall.

Later, the old housekeeper passed away, and the small courtyard was idle until Xu Qi'an had a falling out with his aunt and moved here in anger.

The original owner has a bad temper, and cooks three meals by himself on weekdays, and the second uncle occasionally comes over the wall with wine and vegetables to find his nephew for a drink or two.

Now Xu Qi'an doesn't need to pay for the original owner's obsession, if he cooks breakfast by himself, he won't be able to get out of bed.What a waste of money to eat out.

Isn't Goulan listening to the music? The main reason is that you can see the girls in tulle skirts shaking their buttocks.

Inner hall.

The aunt wearing a dark red wide-sleeved dress saw Xu Qi'an coming in, curled her lips, and lowered her head to drink the porridge.

My aunt is not the daughter of a rich family, but my father is a scholar, barely considered a scholarly family, my aunt has been influenced by my ears and eyes, and is quite reasonable. I have just accepted the kindness of my unlucky nephew, and I can't hide my face. It is really sweet for this "Don't bully the young and poor" now nephew, she turned a blind eye.

Xiao Douding stood in front of a round stool, on which was her breakfast, three meat buns, two deep-fried sticks, a stack of side dishes, and a large plate of white porridge.

"Brother," she called vaguely.

"Why haven't you seen farewell?" Xu Qi'an asked.

Resigning from the old is the word for Xu New Year, and the word is a supplement to the name.

"Write poetry in a room," Xu Pingzhi said.

Xu Qi'an sat down, Lu'e brought a bowl of porridge, six meat buns, a pile of radish with vinegar, and a bowl of tofu nao.

A martial artist in the refining realm has a much larger appetite than ordinary people.

But when it came to uncle's qi training environment, his appetite was not much different from that of ordinary people.

Can only be half full Xu Qi'an glanced at Xiao Douding, and said with a pleasant expression, "Lingyin, can I share a meat bun with elder brother?"

Everyone glanced at him, the youngest girl in the family didn't care about anything, all she cared about was a mouthful of food, and she would fight desperately with anyone who snatched food from her bowl.

"No!" Little Douding really opened his arms, protecting the food like a little hen protecting its cubs.

"Don't worry, big brother won't let you suffer." Xu Qi'an picked up a meat bun, put it on her plate, pointed to four meat buns and said:

"Should we all share these four meat buns?"

Xu Lingyin pecked at her brain.

"Shouldn't it be divided equally?"

Xu Lingyin tilted her head, thought for a while, and then nodded.

"You two steamed stuffed buns, big brother two steamed stuffed buns, and then, big brother will give you half a deep-fried dough stick. Did you make money?"

"Yeah." Xu Lingyin was brought into the rhythm, feeling that he had made a lot of money, and smiled happily.

Xu Lingyue: ""

Xu Pingzhi glanced at his nephew: (?_?)

The aunt said angrily: "How could I give birth to such a stupid girl like you, I am so mad!"

Xiao Douding felt very wronged, why did mother scold her even though she had earned half a fried dough stick.

At this time, Xu Xinian came in, muttering words, his eyes were out of focus, and he sat down to eat and think at the same time.

The aunt let out a sigh of relief, ignored the stupid young girl, and cared about the promising son:

"Nian'er, what kind of poems should you do? People have their strengths and their weaknesses. Don't pay attention to outsiders' gossip."

Xu Xinian is good at policy theory, but poetry is weak.

"Farewell, when will you be able to break through and enlighten to the eighth level of cultivation?" Xu Qi'an asked suddenly.