The rise of the poor

Chapter 46
When night fell, the entire Xiahe Village was immersed in sleep, and the Zhu family also fell asleep. Only the cubicle where Zhu Ping'an was sitting was still lit by the oil lamp, and the elder brother Zhu Pingchuan also began to snore.

Under the oil lamp, Zhu Ping'an was writing and copying the textbook "Three Character Classic" borrowed from Zhu Pingjun.It is too expensive to spend money on a book, so copying can save money and practice calligraphy.The paper was cut to the size of a textbook by mother Chen, and then sewn into the textbook with needles and threads.Zhu Ping'an started copying it after dinner, and it was finished when the moonlight was thick. "Three Character Classic" is the version of the Southern Song Dynasty, only the Southern Song Dynasty is written, and the later part of the Ming and Qing Dynasties is not yet available.Zhu Ping's calligraphy is not that good, but it's neat, and the font is at the level of beginners, but it's still much better than the kids in the school.

I can't make a fat man by eating one bite. I will slowly copy the thousand-character text and hundreds of family names tomorrow. After clearing the table and blowing out the oil lamp, Zhu Ping'an climbed into the bed and gradually fell asleep. The moonlight sprinkled silver light from the window.

The next morning, the sun rose as usual, and Xiahe Village's heart was broken again in anticipation of the rain, and the war in the village became even more urgent.

"You're stupid, you've already been taught, why do you have to herd the cows!" Chen shi kept scolding Zhu Ping'an at the door.

The eldest aunt and the fourth aunt snickered in the yard, taking it as a joke to Zhu Ping'an when he said that he had learned while herding cows at breakfast.I don't know what to do with a foolish boy who enjoys happiness. He is so stupid, he must not learn well.

Zhu Ping'an held the old scalper and listened to Chen's scolding, and couldn't stop smirking.

Seeing that foolishness, the eldest aunt and the fourth aunt laughed even more happily, but they couldn't bear it because their grandfather was there.

Looking at Zhu Ping'an, he only knew a smirk, Chen Shi angrily tapped Zhu Ping's forehead with his finger.

Zhu Ping'an rubbed his forehead, and said aggrievedly, "Mother, it hurts. I can ride an old cattle to school, and when I get there, I'll be tied to a tree, so I don't need to worry about it."

The old scalper is a very good means of transportation. It is equivalent to a modern car, and it can also be appreciated by my grandfather. Why not do it.

Chen Shi was angry and funny when he heard this, so he tapped Zhu Ping'an's forehead with his finger again, and said angrily, "You just be lazy!"

Zhu Ping'an rubbed his forehead and smirked, riding the old scalper and walking to the school with Zhu Pingjun.

"Brother Jun, do you want to come up and sit for a meeting?" Zhu Ping'an asked Zhu Pingjun, riding on the back of the old scalper.

Zhu Pingjun shook his head like a rattle, and said repeatedly, "No, my mother said that I am a scholar and can't let cattle go to the ground."

Zhu Ping'an is speechless, what's wrong with the scholars, can the scholars not go to the ground to herd cattle? Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, was born in cattle herding, and the wise monarchs of all dynasties have set an example and took time to tinker with a piece of land to do a show. Euphemistically called persuading Konongsang.How can farming become a lowly job in the mouth of the uncle, if it weren't for my father and uncle who farmed the land, what would the uncle rely on to study, he would have died of hunger many times.

The shepherd boy rides a ox, and there is not enough fun here to be with outsiders.

Walking down the hillside, Zhu Ping'an got off the back of the old ox, and asked Zhu Pingjun to go to the school first, and find a place with lush green grass to tie the old ox.

When Zhu Ping'an was fighting the old scalper, the black-bellied little loli rode her little red horse and ran away, followed by the little girl with steamed buns, who was still the same as last time, holding her skirt. Swing panting and yelling at the lady to slow down.

"Zhu Ping'an, didn't you learn, why are you still a cow herder?" The black-bellied little loli controlled the little red horse and ran to Zhu Ping'an, and asked curiously.

"Growing cattle doesn't affect my learning." Zhu Ping'an tied the old scalper, got up and answered lightly.

Hearing this, the black-bellied little loli burst out laughing, "Isn't that still a cow herding baby?"

"What happened to the cow herd?" Zhu Ping'an asked back.

"Cow herds are useless. My father said that all the cow herders farm are mud-legged and will be poor for a lifetime." The black-bellied little loli said with contempt, "All the cows for my family are poor and sour."

Really ignorant gold worshippers.

Zhu Ping'an didn't want to pay attention to this little money-worshiping loli, just glanced at her, turned around and carried his schoolbag, holding his black wooden board, and walked towards the hillside school.

The black-bellied little loli Li Shu saw that Zhu Ping'an was ignoring her, so she couldn't help pouting and muttering, "You still want to honor your ancestors when you let go of the cows."

"What's wrong with the cowboy, why can't the cowboy be proud of the ancestors."

Zhu Ping'an turned around and wanted to teach a lesson to this open-mouthed gold-worshiping little loli, but he didn't expect to say that he was proud of his ancestors, and found that the phenomenon that had happened twice had appeared again. .

And the scene I saw this time made me stunned, the corners of my mouth twitched for a long time, and the last word was spoken.

Nima, this is not scientific.

In the sight of Zhu Ping'an, the black-bellied, open-mouthed, gold-worshiping little Lolita had a purple air on her head.
The purple energy is indescribably expensive, and the illusion must be an illusion. Could it be that this black-bellied little loli can still be honored as a prince, impossible, could it be the concubine of a prince and grandson in the future?Or will she marry into the family of a prince and general?But no matter what, this black-bellied little loli must be a lucky person.But this is too unscientific. It is too unscientific that a black-bellied, money-loving or even vicious little loli can be a person of great luck.

On the top of that bun's little maid, Hua'er, is a pillar of white luck, which is in sharp contrast to the black-bellied little loli with purple aura above her head.

Although the luck only lasted for a few seconds, Zhu Ping'an stared at the black-bellied little loli in stunned eyes for a long time.
"Hey, Zhu Ping'an, what are you doing looking at me!? Hmph, I'm pretty, but you don't want to eat swan meat. I'm going to marry the champion and be the wife of the champion." Seeing Zhu Ping'an staring at her intently, Lolita's big eyes were full of disgust, narcissistic, stinky and vicious satire of Zhu Ping'an.

Uh, as expected, it's still the little loli who worships money, is arrogant, has a black belly, and has a poisonous tongue. In other words, you think too much, I don't want your character of money-worshipping, black-bellied, poisonous tongue, and you're only five years old. Well, this is too precocious, you won't blush if you talk about marrying the champion all day long!

It was too unscientific. Zhu Ping'an shook his head, ignoring the money-loving black loli, turning around and walking towards the school.Behind her was the black-bellied little loli screaming and ranting, as well as the voice of the bun, the little maid, sorry for the miss, sorry for the miss.

After venting his anger, he discovered another shortcoming of the black-bellied little loli.It's so unscientific, how can such a little loli with flaws be so purple.

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