Second Chance Chapter 127

Yingtian also really enough to give face, Zhu Pingan woke up in the morning to find that the rain has stopped outside the window, vaguely see the east of a red, seems to be coming out of the sun.

Today’s morning is particularly precious, rainy and cloudy for nearly a month, today is finally going to clear up.

Zhu Pingan put on his clothes, wash up a little, put the linen cloth, bamboo tube, calligraphy posters and brushes for character practice, as well as a volume of books just copied at home some time ago into his book bag, slung over his book bag, clamped a black wooden board and went out of the room.

Early schoolchildren and students are not only Zhu Pingan alone, there are also several unknown schoolchildren and students have already got up and pushed open the window or holding a scroll to read in the morning or the window and the book, of course, reading in the morning is not the kind of last night’s howling wolf, it is the kind of people can be accepted. Seeing Zhu Pingan carrying a strange cloth bag and a black wooden board out the door, he slightly glanced sideways, somewhat surprised. Zhu Pingan smiled nervously and said hello, these students were slightly surprised, but also nodded in response.

The overall feeling of the hospital test is a high level, the overall quality of candidates feel than the county test, the government test to be a high level, unlike the first two times that mixed, after all, can come to participate in the hospital test are to obtain the title of child, at least there are also two brushes.

After leaving the inn, Zhu Pingan walked all the way towards the Qinhuai River. Yesterday evening did not feel, today stood on the bank of the Qinhuai River, but the ten miles of the Qinhuai River was shocked by the heyday. The Qinhuai River extends like a jade belt, the jade belt early in the morning will be boating, on the other side of the gold powder buildings, lined up; boat waves, the sound of the pulp lights and shadows constitute a dreamlike beauty of the spectacle.

In recent months, it has been raining continuously, it is rare to have a clear day, the other side of the river is also lively.

The other side of the river has pawed the hem of the skirt to chase the playful girl, wash the girl singing, have been molested and the boat on the male scolding the spicy girl fell into the dust, but also more than the ordinary daughter of the family has a free.

“Jiangnan beautiful place, Jinling emperor state”, sincere not I deceive also.

Zhu Pingan found a relatively secluded riverbank, with the broken linen cloth in the bag will be wiped some of the green stone board, then sit down, pull out the word post and other things, will be placed on a black wooden board on a high stone steps, leaned over to pour a bamboo tube of Qinhuai water, read the word post, then rolled up his sleeves, hanging wrist to practise the word up.

When Zhu Pingan was practicing his calligraphy, a young girl of 15 or 16 years old wearing a bun came to the other side of the river, looking pretty and dressed neatly, bending down to wash her handkerchief by the river, she suddenly found Zhu Pingan dipping into the river water and practicing his calligraphy on the black wooden board on the other side of the river.

The girl stared at Zhu Pingan who was practising writing, giggled, turned her head and stretched out her small hand and chirped, “Sister come and see, there is a half university son dipping into the river water and practising writing on the other side of the river.”

At the sound of the voice came a young girl of eighteen or nineteen years of age with a light veil, curling up and walking to the girl’s side, looking at Zhu Ping An for a couple of moments, she also couldn’t help but giggle.

“Hey, that poor scholar, look over, quickly look over, giggle giggle, why are you using our foot washing water to practise your calligraphy,” the slightly older veil maiden made a trumpet-like gesture with her hands and shouted towards Zhu Pingan, then giggled giggled giggled giggled giggled.

It seems that in the future, you can’t come here to practice your calligraphy, so tomorrow you will find a new place.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Pingan stopped his pen, glanced towards the other side of the river, and then lowered his head again to continue practising.

“Good you readers, read all the way to the dog’s stomach, so rude, my sister is talking to you.” The slightly younger girl fought for her sister, pointing her delicate little finger at Zhu Pingan and said.

Zhu Pingan ignored it and continued to practise his words.

“Hey, that scholar, are you deaf or dumb?” The slightly older gossamer girl asked with a smile, “What’s the deal with not speaking?”

“Believe it or not, I’ll cross the river to theorise with you,” the slightly older gossamer girl added with a smile when she saw that Zhu Pingan was still ignoring everything.

“Yes, that’s right, go across the river” the slightly younger girl also giggled and chimed in.

“Do not look, do not listen, do not speak, do not move” Zhu Pingan shook his head and spoke faintly.

The two young girls on the other side of the river sniffed and giggled.

“Yo, still a sour showman.”

“Sour teeth, giggle, giggle.”

After laughing, the slightly older girl pursed her lips and smiled at Zhu Pingan, with a great sense of style, “Hey, that sour showman, come to my house today to give me a lecture on the scriptures, I will blow with you to listen to ah, you can also look at the window clouds and rain to see the mandarin ducks ah.”

“And I also have me ah, I also know how to play the piper, I and my sister and listen to you preach scripture ah.” The slightly younger girl also giggled at Zhu Ping An.

The Qinhuai River is not a good place to practice calligraphy, Zhu Pingan put away his brush and black wooden board, put his calligraphy posters into his school bag, and casually arched his hand at the two smiling girls on the other side of the river, and then left the Qinhuai River.

“Hey, that half-big scholar don’t go ah, you come to us to play ah.”

The two young girls behind them laughed daintily.

Gentle country beauty, no wonder so many scholars sink into it, forgetting the ambition of life.

Ten miles of the Qinhuai River is all gold and jade buildings, Zhu Pingan crossbody bag clamped black wooden board left the Qinhuai River, away from the Qinhuai River, to the other direction of the slow walk.

Did not go far, then see a remote forest, Zhu Pingan crossbody bag into it, looking for a stone to sit down, will be some time ago to copy the book out, quietly flipping up.

When the sun rises to mid-air, Zhu Pingan repacked his things and walked towards the direction of the inn with the black wooden board in his satchel.

Yingtian has a wide variety of snacks, especially in the Fuzimiao Qinhuai district where Zhu Pingan is now located, but there is no better and cheaper snack than the pot stickers that can be found everywhere along the street.

Zhu Pingan ordered a large meat pot sticker, and under the boss’s persuasion ordered a duck blood vermicelli soup, and ate it beautifully on the street table.

After the meat pot sticker came up, Zhu Pingan took a bite while it was still hot, maybe the bite was too big, the juice flowed down his fingers.

“Hahaha, young man first time in Yingtian right.” An old man next to him said with a smile, and then his chopsticks held the pot sticker and told Zhu Pingan, “Eating our Yingtian pot sticker is like eating a soup dumpling. If you bite too big, the juice will leak; if you bite too hard, the juice will spurt; if you bite too small, you can’t hide it.”

“Oh, thank you for your teachings, Abbot.” Zhu Pingan ignored the hot mouth, so he took another bite of the pot sticker as the old man taught him.

Salty and sweet, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, filled with plenty of juice and paired with the duck blood vermicelli soup served by the owner of the potstickers, it was a real feast for the eyes.

Potstickers are a bit like dumplings, not much more than one, Zhu Pingan quickly ate only two left.

“Please shopkeeper, give me another pot sticker.” Zhu Pingan shouted loudly.

“Okay, sir, wait a moment.” The shopkeeper smiled and said, “Custody of the gentleman ate this time, but also came to eat a second time.”

Before the second potstickers came up, a complaint was heard.

“Aiya, Brother Zhu found this kind of delicious food and didn’t even call me.”

Zhu Pingan turned around and saw Fatty Xuechi running upside down, still with the air of a tycoon, with a big gold lock on his neck and two big fingers on his fingers that made people’s eyes blink.