Rebirth: The whole family travels through time together: Fubao Koi is busy eating melons

However, this warm scene did not last long, as a burst of sarcastic sarcasm suddenly pierced the laughter in the night market.

"Humph, this is ridiculous. You are just some common people who have read a few old books and know a few words, yet you dare to boast like this? Don't you think about your own worth? Aren't you afraid of making a fool of yourself in public?"

The voice was cold and harsh, like a chill wind in winter, which made people's hearts shiver.

The four siblings of the Zhang family heard the sound and looked over, only to see two young men in gorgeous clothes standing in front of the stall. One of them, who was about the same age as Zhang Siwa, was glancing down at them in a condescending manner, with contempt almost overflowing in his eyes.

The other tall boy, who seemed to be about the same age as Zhang Sanwa, had a scholarly air, a gentle temperament, and seemed relatively steady.

Faced with the provocation, Zhang Siwa raised his lips in disdain and retorted: "I didn't see anything embarrassing, I just heard a group of buzzing flies. Maybe it was jealousy."

The young man's face suddenly changed when he heard this, and he was angry and embarrassed: "How dare you say I'm a fly?!"

Zhang Siwa remained calm and continued to respond: "I will tell on whoever has a guilty conscience. You always mention 'common people' as if you are superior to others, but in fact you are just like that. Could it be that you are immortals who don't care about worldly things?"

As he spoke, he rolled his eyes, full of contempt.

At this moment, Wu Niang was quick to act and covered her younger sister's ears as soon as her second brother finished speaking, fearing that she would accidentally learn these indecent words.

The little girl didn't understand what was going on, but she found it curious. She opened her eyes wide and looked back and forth between her sister and two brothers, with a curious gleam in her eyes as she explored the unknown.

The young man who spoke rudely did not seem to be good at this kind of verbal sparring. His face turned red due to Zhang Siwa's counterattack. Apart from repeating the word "common people", he had nothing else to say.

The older boy next to him, who seemed more mature and steady, gently pulled his angry brother and then bowed to the four Zhang siblings to express his apology: "I'm sorry, my brother said something wrong and offended you all. Please forgive me."

"It's okay," Zhang Sanwa uttered these two words softly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the smile did not reach his eyes. His black eyes were as deep as a pool, without any temperature fluctuation in them, as if those hypocritical apologies were nothing more than a breeze on his face, fleeting and not worth mentioning.

"My brother also returned the favor, so we are even."

There was an unquestionable certainty in his words, as if this verbal dispute was no longer important to him.

He replied calmly, his tone revealing a hint of indifference and disdain. He then stopped wasting time dealing with the brothers and turned to the stall owner, his tone calm but with a force that could not be refused: "Please give me paper and pen."

As he finished speaking, his eyes began to wander over the rows of lanterns with different riddles, as if he couldn't wait to show his skills in this contest of wits.

Seeing this, the young man's cheeks flushed red, with anger and annoyance intertwined in his heart. He grabbed his brother's sleeve tightly, with a gleam of unwillingness in his eyes: "Brother, we want to guess too! We must guess all the riddles faster than them! I don't believe that this kid from an ordinary family can beat us!"

The boy's words were full of provocation and stubbornness, as if this challenge had become a stage for him to prove himself.

Although the elder brother was a little annoyed by his younger brother's noise, he quietly had the urge to teach Zhang Sanwa a lesson in his heart.

He didn't know much about these three strange children, but Zhang Sanwa's contemptuous glance was like a cold wind blowing through the wilderness, making him feel an indescribable humiliation, as if in the eyes of this man from a prominent family, he had become so insignificant and not worth mentioning.

This unprecedented contempt ignited the fire of unwillingness in his heart.

So, the two brothers stood on both sides of the stall, and a silent battle of riddles began, aiming directly at the eye-catching revolving lantern, to see who could be the first to unveil the mystery of all fifty puzzles.

For this young man from a prominent family, the rich family collection of books, the knowledgeable elders, and the elite education he received since childhood all made him full of confidence in himself.

In his eyes, how could a mere civilian boy be his opponent? However, reality dealt him a heavy blow.

Just as he was trying hard to solve the tenth riddle, he looked up and saw Zhang Sanwa's figure moving between the riddles. Victory was within reach.

The young man was shocked, but Zhang Sanwa only gave him a sidelong glance. It seemed that the other party did not regard him as a competitor at all. He just continued his pace and moved steadily towards the final victory.

This almost ignoring attitude made the boy feel unprecedentedly frustrated.

When the ending was revealed, it was undoubtedly a great shame for this proud young man.

While he was still hurriedly writing down the fifteenth answer, Zhang Sanwa had already handed the paper with the answers to the stall owner.

The stall owner looked at the two teenagers with great interest, his face full of an expression of watching the fun and not afraid of trouble. He jokingly said to Zhang Sanwa, "Little guy, why don't you try something else? Are you going to give up the challenge so soon?"

"No chance."

Zhang Sanwa's answer was simple and direct. The calmness on his face made it impossible to guess what he was really thinking. His composure beyond his age amazed everyone present.

The little boy next to him was particularly annoyed by his brother's defeat. At this moment, he launched a verbal attack on the Zhang family without any scruples: "I think he just can't guess it at all. He pretends to know everything. It's just acting! Brother, hurry up, how can these people be compared with us!"

Upon hearing this, the little girl standing by got angry and glared at the boy with her eyes wide open. Then she focused all her attention on the stall owner. Her big eyes full of expectation stared at his every move, as if silently urging the announcement of the result.

Under the gaze of the three children, the stall owner couldn't help feeling a little nervous. He carefully checked Zhang Sanwa's answers. Every time he solved a puzzle, his brows furrowed a little more.

After confirming the correctness of the last answer, he could not help but take a deep breath, his eyes full of surprise almost overflowing, looking up at the young but calm winner in front of him.

The little boy, who was dressed gorgeously, was anxious to know the result and kept urging the stall owner.

On the other side, the boy who had just solved the 30th riddle subconsciously clenched the charcoal pencil in his hand, his muscles tensed, waiting for the decisive moment.