The Zombie Book Boy

It's similar, they're all servant girls, they thought they could get acquainted with each other over a little wine, but they didn't want to, as soon as the banquet started, they all rolled up their arms and sleeves to do it.

Qian'er took out a pot out of nowhere, and hugged it in his arms: "Seventh brother, hurry up, help!", his arms and legs were short, and he couldn't reach it, and his whole body almost hung on the table.

Bai Jia was stunned for half a minute, seeing that this meal was destined to be nothing to eat, so she got up and joined the battle. The two cooperated tacitly, one grabbed the other and swept half the table. In the end, there was not even a vegetable leaf on the plate. None left.

"Seventh brother is so amazing." Qian'er smiled and squinted his eyes while holding the pot. In previous years, he was not satisfied with even half of it.

Bai Jia's stomach twitched: "Is this still edible?"

"The porridge is delicious, and it's still warm." Qian'er smacked his mouth twice, obviously very satisfied with it.

Bai Jia raised his forehead: "Okay!" Eating salty rice during Chinese New Year is also considered a novelty!

In the small kitchen, the stove was bright red, and the pot was beeping, and the aroma filled the whole room. Bai Jia squatted beside the fire and ate snacks, always feeling more and more hungry: "Are you ready?"

Qian'er opened the lid of the pot and stirred it: "Okay."

Hearing this, Bai Jia quickly picked up a large bowl, scooped up a large piece of meat, and was about to eat, when the kitchen door opened, and Pang Zhu and Dingzi came in one after the other.

"Why so fast?" It's only been a while, and it's estimated that the table is not fully served.

Qian'er came over with two bowls of porridge: "Every time we have a reunion dinner, the young master leaves early", and the master nodded in agreement.

Bai Jia thought about it, and it was true that no matter how good the meal was, she couldn't eat her father's group of concubines.

A big pot of porridge was divided among the four. Pang Zhu sat on the chair with his head shaking. He was sleepy. It seemed that he was like this every time he was full.

Bai Jia asked Qian'er: "Are you still watching the year old today?"

"Young master can't hold it anymore, besides, you have to get up early tomorrow," Qian'er replied while cleaning up the dishes.

"That's fine, I'll wait for the young master to go to bed."

The Yusheng building turned off the lights early and went to sleep. In the hall of the middle courtyard, Pang Youjiao was having a good time with the eight concubines. However, some of these people who were smiling on the face were really happy in their hearts.

On the first day of the first lunar month, at five o'clock, the sound of firecrackers suddenly rang out. Bai Jia opened her eyes vigilantly. Yesterday, she heard the spindle say that she was going to sacrifice today, so there should be no delay.

At this time, Pang Zhu was still in a daze, and he couldn't wake him up. When Bai Jia dressed him, he staggered like a tumbler, and he finally dug up. He also sat with his eyes closed until the spindle picked up the food box come over.

For breakfast, they ate dumplings with copper plates inside. They were all eaten by Bai Jia. There were ten of them in total, and they were all divided up by Qian'er and the ingot.

The rest of the trip was to kowtow to pay New Year's greetings. This time, the kowtow was not in vain. I got more than a dozen red envelopes, some of which were more than a penny, and some of which were less than a big penny. It was not enough for one tael. It was all Bai Jia's current possessions. , looking sad.

There are two groups of sacrifices in Pang's house, one group is for female relatives, offering sacrifices to gods and Buddhas, and the other group is for men, offering sacrifices to ancestors.

On the altar table of the ancestral hall, cooked food for three animals was placed, and strings of paper money were hung on both sides. Pang Zhu burned incense, bowed, and then stood aside to listen to his father babbling endlessly to the ancestral tablet.

Bai Jia waited all morning before he got Pang Zhupan out, put the cloak on him tightly, and then led the people outside. After so many days, he was finally able to go out to get some air, and he was a little excited.

Qian'er and Spindle had been waiting at the gate of the corner early in the morning, with a donkey cart beside them. When they passed by, the donkey suddenly yelled "Mmmmmmmmmmm", and when it was done, it raised its legs to urinate, and pissed Bai Jia all over.

"Hahaha", Qian'er laughed tremblingly, and Spindle also held back his laughter, so Pang Zhu took out a towel and handed it over.

Bai Jia gritted her teeth and endured it.

The main street of Xiangshui Township was a little far from Pang's house, and the donkey cart drove for a stick of incense before arriving. Just as Pang Zhu was helped down by the spindle, Bai Jia also arrived.

As soon as Qian'er saw him, he teased him again: "Seventh Brother walks so fast, I wonder if he can pass the carriage like that."

Bai Jia gritted his teeth at him: "Let's try next time." It was strange to say that the donkey would either bark or kick its hooves whenever he approached, so he came running all the way.

In fact, the donkey cart was not going fast, and he was not tired from following, but the cotton coat on his body was in the way, and he couldn't let go of it.

At noon, passers-by on the road rubbed their shoulders and backs, and those who didn't know each other said goodbye, and it was very lively.

The four of them squeezed inside, yelling here and there, having fun, when a voice came from behind: "Isn't this Yuanbao?"

Bai Jia turned her head, and saw a few people standing five steps away from them, they were the five teenagers who came to visit the sick that day.

07

"Yuanbao, why don't you call me brother when you come out to play? Is it possible that after a year, you will have a few births with me?" Among the five people, a young man in green robe said, it was supposed to be a joke, but it was caught for no reason. A bit angry, people are inexplicable, is this here to ask for trouble?

Pang Zhu was a little at a loss, he couldn't speak, blinked his eyes and glanced to both sides, the spindle was hopeless, he was usually a man of few words, but it was Qian'er who stepped forward to block it It's just that his body is not good enough, and he looks like a three-inch stick. Before he could open his mouth, he was blocked by someone: "Qian'er, how many of us are talking to Yuan Bao? Don't break the rules. I'll make your young master lose face", which means that it's not a boy's turn to intervene here, so stay where it's cool.

Qian'er stared, and was about to speak, but saw Bai Jia holding his sleeves, and said slowly: "The young master is not in good health yet, Qian'er is distressed, but since the young masters have entered school, they should know the way of brothers You, Brother Gong, this makes sense," he said, with confusion on his face: "Since he claims to be the elder brother, he has come to accompany the sick young master to amuse him, why is there such a blame?"

After all, the young masters were young, and they were always messing around on weekdays. They couldn't speak seriously, but they were at a loss for words when they were refuted by Bai Jia. , look at this little guy who is used to it, he doesn't even know the rules."

Pang Zhu smirked and didn't say anything. At this time, Qian'er had already stepped aside, and the two of them were looking around, looking like they were watching a good show.

These two little heartless people didn't know how to help, so Bai Jia had no choice but to bend down and salute: "Young masters, please be considerate, I am really worried about the young master's body as servants. It's cold today, so I'm afraid He opened his mouth to catch the wind, so he had to protect himself, so that he acted recklessly, and swept the faces of several people, and when he returned to the house, the younger one would report to the master and beg the master to punish him."

Speaking of this, the young men were speechless, Qian'er snickered and tightened his young master's cloak, and was about to drag him away, when someone suddenly said: "You are the beggar in the room last time. ?”, these words were obviously aimed at Bai Jia.

Bai Jia wanted to pretend not to hear, but those people blocked the way, so he had to salute again, and said, "The young one is called Bai Jia."

"I thought the voice was familiar, so it's you." Clearly, Jia didn't recognize anything, but there was that smart-ass, self-contained person who spoke, with two broom eyebrows, an unlucky face, and nothing to say. It wasn't pleasant to listen to, but it caught the eyes of the others.

It turned out that on the day of the 24th of the year, a few people went out of the house and were blown by the cold wind. They woke up, and after thinking about it, they realized that they were tricked by a servant. In order to save face, I had to put the matter aside temporarily, but I always remembered it.

Bai Jia secretly rolled her eyes, but her face was still polite: "I don't know what the young masters are looking for?"

Young masters: "...", they just want to beat up this little boy to vent their anger. As for the reason, what should they say?

Pedestrians on the road came and went, and saw several young men gathered in this group, they couldn't help but take a few more glances, Bai Jia didn't notice anything, but the five young masters felt uncomfortable, and for a while, they were relatively speechless .

At this time, someone came out to smooth things over: "Since we met Yuanbao today, let's play together." This is the one among the five who has been watching from the sidelines from the beginning to the end. He has a fair face and slender eyes. He smiled at Pang Zhu: "Yuanbao, which one do you want to play today, throwing pots or throwing money?" He said softly, but he didn't necessarily have good intentions.

Qian'er's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, he thought something bad, before he could cut it off, he heard his young master reply crisply: "Okay, let me think about it."

He deserved it, and when the others heard this, they left Bai Jia and approached Pang Zhu, but when they left, their eyes were still not good.

Bai Jia breathed a sigh of relief, he wasn't scared, but he didn't want to break up with these brats.At such a young age, if you don't want to learn, you have learned some tricks of women's intrigue. At least he is a man in his 20s, how can he play these unscrupulous little tricks with children.As he thought about it, when he turned around and saw Qian'er's wrinkled face, he hurriedly asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Young master's old money can't be kept again?" Qian'er wailed.

But he said, this Pang Zhu is not only delicious, but also fun. The games here are all extravagant, that is, there are money and money. According to Qian Er, his young master can lose himself no matter which game he plays Well, it just happened to be like this, and he was still rushing to deceive others.

Gambling?This is good!Bai Jia's eyeballs rolled and he thought about it. He lowered his head and bit Qian'er's ear for a while, and saw that Qian'er's smile grew bigger and bigger as he listened. I got a new way to play, call the donkey to make trouble, keep it for fun!"

Sure enough, Pang Zhu stopped, turned around and asked, "How do you play?