Whenever the demoness made noise on the bed and was not allowed to be quiet, Zhu Pingan would throw a brain teaser, so much so that for the rest of the day the demoness’s laughter could not be heard, and it seemed that the whole person was not well.
Why can’t you answer a single question, but it’s just that whenever that kid says the answer, it always teaches one to have a feeling of being enlightened. Several questions in a row led to some scepticism.
The demoness on the bed leaned back and looked at the young man who was writing furiously under the setting sun, and had an indescribable feeling.
As the sun sets, Zhu Pingan finally writes an essay on strategy and an essay on the four books and eight-legged essay, blows the ink dry, puts it on the side of the table corner, puts it together with the similar eight-legged essay of the Qing Dynasty in his memory that he has copied, and sets it aside for the evening to compare and study it, to study the strengths of the eight-legged essay of the Qing Dynasty, and to scrutinise his own deficiencies, with a view to improving his own eight-legged essay writing ability. With his current standard, through the children’s examination is about no problem, but if you want to countryside examination in fear is still a little difficult, so still have to continue to work hard to improve.
In the evening, Zhu Pingan went out of the room and brought back some fried vegetables and cakes, after returning to the room, he divided the fried vegetables and cakes into two parts, one for himself and the other for the demoness.
“Why is there no wine?” The young girl looked at the meal handed over by Zhu Pingan, skimmed her mouth, took her chopsticks and casually flipped through the fried vegetables, and found no meat, her mouth skimmed even more, looked up at Zhu Pingan, and said mournfully, “How come there’s not a single piece of meat, is this how you treat your patients?”
“It’s good to have something to eat, those medicines of yours almost dried up my money bag.” Zhu Pingan swept a glance at her and faintly replied back, then lowered his head and continued to eat his meal with relish.
A female thief still dislikes this and that, treating herself as a grand lady.
Zhu Pingan alone ate the three cakes cleanly with the fried vegetables with great relish, the young girl ate for a long time and was still left with one cake and most of the vegetables.
The cakes and vegetables were bought with his own money, and based on the principle of not wasting, Zhu Pingan ate the demon girl’s remaining one cake with the leftover vegetables in one bite. At the end, he burped and poured another cup of hot tea, blowing along the rim of the cup and drinking it.
“Giggle, you can really eat, a pig.” The young girl held her chin and looked at Zhu Pingan with a smile.
“Don’t dare to grab the same zodiac sign as you.” Zhu Pingan faintly replied back.
Ignoring the young girl’s next reflection, Zhu Pingan repacked the plates and dishes on the table into the food box and carried them to the lobby. When he returned, Zhu Pingan carried back another bedding.
The young girl slightly reddened at the sight, although she had walked the rivers and lakes for many years, but sleeping with a man in the same room, this was also the first time, even though the other party was still a teenager whose hair had not grown, it still made the young girl’s ears a little red.
“You, you go sleep on the floor.” The teenage girl said and grabbed the first step to sit on the bed.
“What else do you think I’m doing with the bedding!”
Zhu Pingan didn’t even look at the young girl who grabbed the bed, and laid the bedding onto the wooden floor on his own, fortunately this was the first floor with wooden flooring, or else he would definitely not be able to eat the dampness of early spring.
After laying the bedding, Zhu Pingan then sat in front of the desk by the window, lit the oil lamp, used a needle to pick the wick upwards, and placed it on the corner of the desk. Then, he spread a Catechism and a Four Books Eight-legged Essay that he had written on the table, and picked up a copied Eight-legged Essay of the Qing Dynasty Scholar, and compared and studied it with great interest to the oil lamp.
Comparative study for a while, then in their own policy and the four books and eight-legged drawings, writing and drawing, will be left to understand, convenient for future use.
The girl on the bed and clothes and sleep, eyes open from time to time to sweep the light of the young man reading at night, hidden in the cup of a hand tightly gripped the dagger!
The body is still a little weak, and because she just drank the medicine, it did not take long to fall asleep.
Waiting to be a rustling clothes sound startled, the bed of the young girl vigilantly open dark eyes, thought it was someone want to take advantage of their own sleep to make a mistake, hand tightly gripped dagger, ready to fire, secretly blame themselves for that teenager courteous laying the ground and picking lamps to read at night of the diligent strength of the eyes, how did not see someone’s moral virtues.
Into the girl’s eyes is, dressed neatly Zhu Pingan is to the body set crossbody bag, methodically will be on the desk books and a simple brush stuffed into the bag, between the arms of a broken black wooden board, look at his appearance, it seems that this kind of thing has been done countless times.
Outside the window it seemed that the day had just broken, and through the window you could still see a few sparse remnants of stars embedded in the pale black sky.
“What are you doing?” The young girl’s voice with the huskiness of first awakening, more and more provocative.
“Morning exercise.” Zhu Pingan didn’t lift his head, concentrating on checking his school bag and confirming that he hadn’t left anything behind before he replied back.
This person even did not return his head, what a piece of wood, causing himself to be nervous all night for nothing.
The young girl watched as Zhu Pingan disappeared into the room with his school bag slung over his shoulder and the black wooden board, skimming her lips at the closed door, she closed her eyes again and fell asleep.
Early morning in early spring, the temperature is still a little chilly, the sky in the east has just revealed the white of the fish’s belly, the air is full of the flavour of the morning sun, everything is pure and refreshing, as if it were a light ink painting, ink painting, filled with a good smell of the morning sun’s fragrance.
Out of the inn not far, Zhu Pingan will see three or five people helping each other stumbled from a distance, far away can smell a pungent smell of alcohol.
Nima, I said how the street smells, so it is the smell of wine! Zhu Ping An’s face was black.
“Last night Xiao Cui Hong that little savage waist ah.”
“The song is good and alive.”
A few drunken men took crab steps and said some itchy words inside their mouths.
Waiting for those three or five people to come near, Zhu Pingan was slightly surprised to find that these people came to their own actually know each other, the crab step is the eldest uncle Zhu Shouren, the other side of the puddle of meat almost piled up to the ground is the eldest uncle’s that fat friend, at this moment seems to have been drunken unconsciousness, the other three are their own hometown schoolchildren, at the moment are also staggering drunken appearance.
“Good morning eldest uncle, good morning several uncles.” Zhu Pingan arched his hand and bowed.
“Huh, isn’t this a swine, where are you going?” Eldest uncle Zhu Shouren asked with a big, slurred tongue.
Another fellow villager did not wait for Zhu Pingan to answer, then laughed with a big tongue, “I know, well, heh, Yu the day before yesterday, I saw Pingan Lang go out at night, and when I got up to go outside to look for some food, I saw that Pingan Lang was eating at a stall, heh, heh, heh, Pingan Lang is afraid to crave it again.”
“Heh heh,” the rest of the several drunkards heard are laughing.
The pungent smell of alcohol, mixed with poor quality rouge and powder, tasted awful, causing Zhu Pingan to take two steps back.
“Brother An, shy, haha.”
A few drunken men took crab steps, staggered and stumbled around Zhu Pingan, laughing as they headed towards the inn.
Zhu Pingan looked at their staggering figures, with a face of egg-ache sorrow for his family members
