Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

On the way, Su Ping buttoned up his shirt, adjusted his collar, looked at Mora in his hand, and muttered to himself: "My family makes about 30,000 yuan a month. I have to make some money this time..."

"Ping'er, tell me the truth, what's going on?" Li Ying looked worried. She knew her son was smart, but she was afraid that he would use his intelligence in the wrong way.

Su Yue spread his hands and said, "Xiaoying, what else could it be? Ping'er was beaten by that boy!"

"Don't interrupt." Li Ying squatted down, looked at her son, and asked, "What's going on?"

“This…” Su Ping moved closer and explained the whole story. He told the whole story, but it was not a big deal.

Li Ying hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, this won't happen again."

"Thank you, Mom." Su Ping scratched his head. His expression when he squinted his eyes was exactly the same as his father's. He looked very stupid.

"Later, take Ping'er to the doctor in the city and get some medicine."

Li Ying stood up and looked at her son, who looked like her husband but had the same demeanor as her husband. She smiled helplessly, "Hey, you two."

"What's wrong?" Su Yue asked.

Li Ying smiled and said, "They look harmless, but they are actually more cunning than the other."

Su Ping understood what he meant and laughed, "What if it's your son? By the way, I can heal this wound by myself, so let's not bother."

On the other hand, Su Yue had a confused look on his face. It seemed like he hadn't done anything. Even his wife often said he was stupid. This compliment really caught him off guard.

Li Ying glanced at her stunned husband and said, "Let's go home! But we still have to see the doctor!"

"Here I come." Su Yue carried his wife on his back and ran home. In a flash, only a small dot was left of his figure.

Su Ping was left behind, holding out his hands and looking anxiously, but he could only walk home alone. It was really tragic.

……

August 15th is the Moon Festival.

It is said that this is the time when the moon is the fullest in the year. There are many legends about this.

Su Ping sat on the bench in front of his house, thinking that when he was old enough, he would go to Liyue Harbor to publish some stories and earn some start-up capital for his business. As for now, he should just be a good child.

Having never experienced family love in his previous life, he wanted to feel this kind of atmosphere again.

In addition, publishing books is not so easy in Liyue. It requires a recommendation from a scholar before it can be published. Su Ping doesn't know where this rule comes from. It really blocks people's financial path.

"Ping'er, come over and give me a hand!"

"Coming." Su Ping ran to the kitchen next door.

It is called a kitchen, but in fact it is just a stove with a cloth covering the top.

"Wash the vegetables." Li Ying pointed at the vegetables in the basin, then went to the chopping board and started preparing pastries that would never be on the table normally.

Add flour, water and coarse white sugar to make dough, then pinch out a small piece, roll it into round cakes and steam them in a bamboo cage.

This is the must-have item in their village for the annual Moon Festival. Li Ying calls it "sweet round cake". Although life is poor, the sense of ritual is still there.

On the other side, after Su Ping washed the vegetables, his father happened to come back with a pound of animal meat in his hand, which he had just bought at the city market.

The three members of the family were all busy, one was cutting vegetables, another was lighting the fire, and one was cooking, and that was it.

"Brother Yue, Sister Ying, are you busy?" Xiao Cui walked slowly towards them.

"Hey." Su Yue turned around and responded, then continued to take care of the meat in the pot to prevent it from getting burnt.

Li Ying wiped her hands and asked, "Xiao Cui, what's the matter?"

"There's no candy left at home, so my mom asked me to borrow some." Xiao Cui smiled, with a somewhat embarrassed look on her face.

"Oh, about this matter, why talk about lending or not? We are all neighbors." Li Ying went to get the sugar jar and poured some on the white cloth.

Su Ping, who was squatting on the ground and burning a fire, also turned around and greeted, "Sister Xiao Cui."

"Well, Aping can work now." Xiao Cui looked at the child's tender face, his fiery face working in front of the stove, and smiled crisply.

After taking the candy, Xiao Cui said thank you and went back to the house next door, where smoke was also rising.

Aunt Zhang's family and Su Ping's family are not actually relatives, but they have been neighbors since Su Ping's grandfather's generation, so the relationship is relatively close. As the saying goes, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor, and they don't have any other relatives in their family.

At dinner, the table was filled with dishes, including a dish of braised pork, a dish of stir-fried vegetables, a dish of tofu soup, and a plate of "sweet round cake".

Sitting in front of the house, enjoying the cool evening breeze, each holding a bowl of rice in their hands, the family is together under the moon, neat and tidy, and reunited.

Su Ping took a few bites of rice, looked at his parents, and asked curiously, "Mom and Dad, how about we continue the story of yesterday's dinner?"

Yesterday’s dinner was not as sumptuous as today’s, but it was quite interesting because my parents were telling us their past love stories, but the versions were a little different.

Su Yue said that he agreed only after a matchmaker came to propose marriage, while Li Ying said the exact opposite, but the stories are similar.

Even Su Ping, who was not a child, listened with great interest and felt very comfortable.

Li Ying smiled, and looked at the honest man with her black eyes, and said with a smile: "Back then, your father came to your house every day to ask for this marriage, and he almost broke the door!"

"There's no need to talk about this." Su Yue's old face flushed, and he said hurriedly: "At the beginning, I was also at a loss, and later, you were like this too!"

"Oh, my brain is keeping up today." Li Ying pretended to be surprised, and then slowly said: "At the beginning, I don't know who said that if you can't get married, you can come every day?"

"I was finally annoyed and had no choice but to agree to your father, Ping'er. He was so happy that he got drunk that day and fell asleep hugging the bed leg at my mother's house!"

Su Ping exclaimed. He didn't expect that his honest father had such a past. However, it seemed quite reasonable and like something he would do.

"Let's talk about this." Su Yue hesitated for a moment, and thinking that what he said was less "harmful" than what the other party said, he confessed: "At that time, Ping'er, your mother was a beauty in the nearby village."

"There were many people who came to propose marriage, but Dad was the most honest one among them, so he got a wife and made others envious. Ping'er, you have to be nicer to your wife in the future!"

"The child is only six years old, why are you saying these things?" Li Ying said this, but she slowed down and said, "Ping'er, what do you think of the little girl who follows you every day?"

"Yes, Dad also thinks that the child is okay, quite simple and good-looking. Can you give me your opinion?" Su Yue was also full of curiosity.

Su Ping secretly said that they were indeed a couple, and then quickly waved his hands, "No, Mom and Dad, didn't you tell me to think about it myself? Why are you here again? Are you going to arrange a marriage for me?"

"Of course not. I'm just asking you. If you like the child, I'll tell the child's parents. Otherwise, if the child keeps following you around, he may not be able to get married when he grows up!"

"Yes, yes." Su Yue agreed.

Su Ping rolled his eyes and said, "Forget it. I'll go back and persuade her not to follow me again. Is that okay?"

Seeing that his parents were still trying to persuade him, Su Ping stopped them and said, "I'm only six years old, Mom and Dad. I have a good brain, but that doesn't mean I have the same heart as an adult. Let's skip this topic, okay?"

Li Ying couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay, okay, that's it, let's move on."

Su Yue also smiled, then put a piece of meat in his son's bowl and said, "Ping'er, Dad is in Liyue Harbor today. I heard that a teacher is going to open a private school at the beginning of next year. Dad wants to send you to study there. What do you think?"

"Private school, it must cost a lot of money, right?" Su Ping asked.

Su Yue waved his hand and said, "It's OK, not expensive, 80,000 Mora per year, accommodation and three meals are provided, it's quite cost-effective."

Li Ying was silent for a while, then said worriedly, "With such good treatment, I wonder if he is a scammer? 80,000 Mora is not a lot in Liyue Harbor."

"It shouldn't be. I heard that it was founded by Confucius. Xiaoying, have you heard of him?" Su Yue pondered.

Li Ying's eyes flashed, "With the title of Confucius, there is no problem. In Liyue, no one dares to pretend to be Confucius!"

"Sage Confucius?" Su Ping murmured, and couldn't help but think of the author's name in a book he had read before, and asked, "Is it the sage whose surname is Kong and whose courtesy name is Zhongni?"

"Yes, apart from this one, there is no other Confucius in Liyue!" Li Ying's eyes were shining, as bright as two stars.

"Ping'er, that's a school founded by Confucius. It's not expensive. Just go. You might have a chance to learn the true teachings of the sage!"

Su Ping thought about the annual tuition fee of 80,000 Mora, and said, "But I know the characters, and I can recite poems. Why do I need to go to school?"

"Don't think like that." Su Yue cleared his throat and said, "There's a saying that goes, 'Learning leads to new knowledge... or something else. Anyway, reading more books is good!"

"Learn and practice it from time to time, review the old and learn the new," Su Ping added.

"Yes, that's right. Ping'er, you have been smart since you were young. Private school will definitely not be difficult for you. After you finish your studies, it will be much easier for you to do anything."

Su Yue patted his chest and said, "Dad didn't go to school when he was young, and now he can't even recognize a few words. You can't be like Dad!"

"What are you talking about?" Li Ying scolded, "Don't tell your son things he shouldn't hear!"

"Oh." Su Yue nodded quickly in response.

Li Ying looked at her son and said, "Ping'er, think about it carefully."

Su Ping looked at his parents who had made up their minds and had no choice but to agree. He regarded it as an investment. He would first gain the title of a saint's student, and it would be much easier to publish books in the future.

However, Su Ping was not sure why there were such saints in this game world. He had not seen them in the game before, or was it because he had not reached that stage yet?