The Zombie Book Boy

", there was a rare interest shining in his eyes.

Qian'er didn't answer, but smiled and swept over the young men in brocade clothes next to him: "Are the young masters going out in donkey carts today?"

In Xiangshui Township, rich and well-to-do households live together, so they must have a car when they go out, and now it is the end of the year, there are many people crowded, and horse-drawn carts occupy the road, and they usually pick up donkeys The car sits.

So at the moment, several teenagers nodded.

"That's it!" Qian'er slapped his hands: "This game is simple. Since you have a donkey, you only need a pot."

A few people were aroused and asked, "What about after that?"

"Just tie the pot with a straw rope and hang it on a high place, and then the young masters will pick a donkey and compete for ten breaths." Qian'er has a sharp mouth, and he explained Bai Jia's confession carefully: "It doesn't matter if you use your mouth. Arch or flick or kick, the jar falls to the ground or shatters to win"

"This is really new, but I don't know how to count the lottery?" Now not only Pang Zhu, but also those people are interested, but their intention is not just for fun.

"The lottery can be put directly into the pot, no matter what, as long as the valuable things can be added, one pot, one bet, first win, first served", Qian'er said while looking at those gold and silver things.

The few people suddenly realized that they were in a good mood, and immediately made a decision: "Okay, let's play this!"

For a while, the servants went to lead the donkeys. As for the clay pots, the young masters pooled their shares and bought thirty of them at a time. , there is a small willow tree in the middle, which is just suitable for playing with the donkey.

A group of people rested their feet and gathered in one place. There was a boy from another family who came over with pots. These young masters were also generous. They took out silver accessories and put one in the same place, but they were all full and heavy.

The first pot was hung up first, and the straw rope was tied to the mouth of the pot, and it was wrapped around the tree trunk and hung down long, about half a foot above the ground.

After the young masters had chosen their donkeys, they all wanted to be the first ones. Qian'er thought about it and said, "Let's flip the coin." Many children lined up"

Pang Zhu's luck was really bad, he was ranked last in the first round, the young man in the green robe led the way, and he walked in front with his head held high, and the donkey behind him was being led by his own servants.

The three of Bai Jia squatted side by side, and Qian'er pointed at him to tell him to identify him: "This one's surname is Fang and his name is Xiwen. Most of the restaurants on the street belong to his family," and then he told the others.

Bai Jia wrote down one by one, the name of the broomstick is Xia Chunqiu, the family runs a silk shop, the little boy is called Su Yingtian, and the family runs a herbal medicine shop, and the other two are cousins, one is Wang Jingnian and the other is Wang Jingrui, and the family is Kaimi. OK.They are all merchants in the village, and they have some business contacts with Pang Youjiao.Logically speaking, because of this relationship, the teenagers should be on good terms with each other, but somehow they bullied Pang Zhu alone. Could it be that this little fat guy is stupid with a lot of money?

Before Bai Jia could think about it, there was Fang Xiwen's scolding along with the cracking of the whip. When he looked up, he saw that the donkey was beaten around in place, but did not touch the can.

"Sure, let you lie to the young master for money." Qian Erle leaned forward and backward.

After ten breaths, Fang Xiwen flicked his whip, walked over angrily, and for some reason stood directly in front of Bai Jia: "This beast can't be manipulated at all, how can we continue playing, is it because you are playing us again, little boy?" "

Bai Jia didn't bother to pay attention to him, but heard Qian'er choked up: "My young master wants to play too."

This was a good point, Fang Xiwen was ashamed and had to go back. After that, those young masters went to battle one by one, but they were not much better than the previous ones, they all returned disappointed.

When it was Pang Zhu's turn, he led the donkey and walked away. Bai Jia followed from a distance of ten feet. , with such vigor that he even broke free from the reins.

Bai Jia took the opportunity to step forward and pull Pang Zhu aside to avoid accidental injury. The five young masters were waiting to see the good show. No, just two breaths. There was a crisp sound of 'Kala', the jar shattered, and the silver ingot rolled to the ground. .

"...", the audience was silent.

Pang Zhu was dumbfounded, and stood there with his mouth open.

Bai Jia poked him: "Win a game, lead the donkey, let's go"

On the other side, Qian'er and Dingzi jumped up early: "Young master is mighty!"

Five teenagers gritted their teeth, how could this be possible!It must be the donkey's ability, so in the second round, it doesn't matter who comes first, the important thing is to snatch the donkey led by Pang Zhu earlier.

Qian'er pursed her lips, but she was a little worried: "Is it okay to change the donkey?"

Bai Jia smiled: "It's okay!", he tried it before, there is nothing wrong with donkeys here, the key is to see which one can arouse their temperament, where he stands, it is more effective than a whip, it is simply hateful when a donkey sees a donkey.

As Bai Jia said, no matter which donkey the donkey was in the hands of the five people, it would always be dragged backwards.When the No. 30 jars shattered into pieces in front of Pang Zhu, the faces of those young masters had turned from white to green and then from green to black.

Qian'er and Dingzi, who had been waiting at the side earlier, hurried forward to tidy up the silver coins and jewelry scattered all over the floor, stuffing them into the skirt of their clothes, and there was a lump on the chest.

The sun was setting, the afterglow was everywhere, and the neck bell of 'Dingling Dingling' rang all the way. Pang Zhu took his yearly money and gave the rest to Qian'er, and said: "There is Bai Jia's one copy

Qian'er grinned and said, "Young Master, don't worry, Brother Seven is indispensable."

At the back of the donkey cart, there was a man falling. The shadow stretched and overlapped on the wheels. Pang Zhu looked at the mottled shadow with his head, and smiled blindly. It's so good!

08

The sound of firecrackers drives away the old year, and the fireworks celebrate the New Year. Since the beginning of New Year's Eve, the excitement has never stopped. Bai Jia has opened his eyes. It turns out that the fireworks in the Dalong Dynasty can also explode into flowers. Pang The house is a wealthy family, and they hired skilled craftsmen to make some amazing things, which made people around them take a look at it, and it was also a great sight.

Inside the Yusheng building, Qian'er was carrying a basket, grabbing dried fruit candy pills in it, and his mouth was not idle: "The road in the country is not easy, Brother Seven, you have to watch Master Yuanbao closely tomorrow."

A little bit older child, like an adult, worrying about what he shouldn't have all day long, Bai Jia looked at it funny, and teased him: "Why pretend to be so much, don't you also like to eat, why don't you keep more?" Well, he knows that Qian'er eats these things, because of the New Year's Eve, he chewed a lot, and even used less food these two days.

The basket is not big, but it is small and delicate, and it is almost full: "There are many children in the village, so don't pack more, I'm afraid it won't be enough." Qian'er said and grabbed two more, and there were seven or eight trays on the table, most of which were empty. .

These snacks are not rare in this courtyard, but in the countryside, they are not something that every family is willing to eat.

Bai Jia grabbed a handful of walnuts, put them in his hands and ate them slowly, and asked casually, "Aren't you going?"

Qian'er paused for a moment with the hand holding the handle, and said, "Not going yet."

"??", what do you mean!Bai Jia didn't understand, and looked up at him, only to see Qian'er put the basket under the table and walked towards the door, shouting as he walked, "Master Yuanbao, it's time to rest!"

Over the yard, colorful fireworks are still blooming. Pang Zhu and Zhu Zi are having fun, and they are not afraid of the cold. Itching, he sneezed a few times in a row, the walnuts in his mouth were all over the table, he glanced at it in distaste, didn't clean up, dusted off his clothes, got up and went to wash.

Not long after he left, the spittle stars suddenly lit up with smoke, and a moment later, a layer of dust and dirt accumulated on the smooth mahogany table for no reason.Qian'er urged Pang Zhu to go back to the house. As soon as the door was opened, the cold wind blew in, and the dust and dirt were scattered away without a sound. On the basket, sprinkle it along the hollow flower lattice.

Waleng Village and Township are separated by a road of more than two hours. It is a small mountain village that relies on the mountains for food. Although it is not rich, it is also happy.The population of the village is mixed, nearly [-] households will have nine surnames, therefore, it is also called the village of nine surnames.

Among them, the Pang surname is the last branch, leaving only the single household of Pang Youjiao, and Gaotang is no longer there, and he has not lived in the village for many years, so it is basically uncountable, so the relatives who go away are foreigners. Home, that is, Pang Zhu's grandfather's home.

The trail into the village was extremely difficult to walk, and the carriage bumped for a long time before I saw the uneven courtyard walls, all of which were built of stones, crooked, and none of them looked serious.

Pang Zhu's maternal ancestor was surnamed Huang, who lived at the head of the village. Therefore, as soon as the carriage entered the village, he saw an old man stopping at the crossing. where?"

Pang Zhu lifted the curtain of the car, revealing a fat smiling face: "Grandpa, Yuanbao is here."

"Oh, my little Yuanbao, I miss your grandpa so much." The old man leaped over the first carriage, went straight forward, picked up Pang Zhu who was about to go to the ground, and turned upside down in his hands. : "Oh, not bad, not thin"

As for this Pang Zhu, he will be fourteen after the new year, and he is considered a half-sized man. He is not short and his body is fleshy. Bai Jiamo made a rough estimate, at least no less than one hundred and fifty. The old man looked It's already half a hundred, and the strength in his hands is pretty good. Look at how relaxed he is, it's hard enough for him!

At this time, Pang Youkao was also supported by the steward Tian to get off the ground. The old man didn't seem to see the son-in-law, and walked back home, holding Pang Zhu's hand, without even turning his eyes.

Bai Jia followed with a basket, and when passing by Guanshi Tian, ​​she staggered and squeezed towards him, kicking him out. Coincidentally, Guanshi Tian stepped on a pile of cow dung. I saw the old man who was flattering and flattering just now