When Chen Pingan came to Tiesuojing with a bucket, he passed several breakfast shops in Xinghua Lane. He became hungry without even saying hello. However, he was short of money, so the young man had no choice but to queue up. There were three households in front of him when he was carrying water. When it was his turn, Zhigui suddenly stepped in with a small bucket, and the people behind him immediately became unhappy.
Although it is not a curse, the words are not nice. Especially there is a rickety old woman, known as Granny Ma. Her two sons are very promising and each owns a dragon kiln. Although it is very small, in their thirties. Among the several dragon kilns, she is the last, but in Xinghua Lane, it is naturally regarded as the most wealthy family. However, for some reason, the relationship between the old woman and her two daughters-in-law is not getting along well. Her son and daughter-in-law have already moved to Taoye Lane. Since then, the old woman has been living alone in her ancestral home on Xinghua Lane. In the eyes of Chen Ping'an and Liu Yangxian's generation, Granny Ma has always been a very scary elder. She scolded people very harshly and was especially stingy. She wanted to hug the snow at home. If a child used the snow in front of her house for a snowball fight, or pulled out the ice picks under the eaves of her house, she could chase them with a broom and scold them for several streets without getting tired.
In the past, in these alleys in the west of the town, Gu Can and his mother were the only ones who could suppress Granny Ma's arrogance. Now Widow Gu is said to have followed her distant relative of that evil man to her husband's hometown. Granny Ma, who had become a little more kind-hearted over the years, has immediately returned to the world in full swing, and is not pleasing to anyone she catches. As soon as Song Jixin's maid came, Granny Ma immediately started talking strangely, her voice was not loud, she smiled but she didn't smile, and she deliberately chatted with the women around her, saying that some girls could finally make noodles with a smile. Anyway, I can't even keep my legs together when walking. This is a great joy. Finally, I don't have to be a young lady and a maid, and I can be called madam in an upright manner.
Chen Pingan felt his scalp numb when he heard it, but it was difficult to drive away Zhigui who had made mistakes in the first place. After all, they had been neighbors for so many years. After filling Liu Xianyang's two buckets of water, he quickly brought her a bucket of water as well, hoping to leave this busy crowd of women as soon as possible. Granny Ma became even more angry when she saw that the little maid of the Song family pretended not to hear.
This is how it is when masters fight each other. The most fearful thing is that the opponent will not accept the move at all. If you have good martial arts, you will have nowhere to stay.
In the past, the old woman had quarreled with that flirtatious fox Widow Gu, and always lost. Every time, the old woman felt that her skills were better afterward, and she would definitely be able to regain the place in the next quarrel, unlike this little prodigal hoof in Mud Bottle Alley, every time. She deliberately kept silent, but every time the girl left her eyes, there was something in her eyes that made the old woman extremely uncomfortable. It really made the old woman itchy with hatred. She wanted to go up and scratch her face, so as to save a few nearby ones. The young men and young men in the alley all wanted to hang their souls on the waist of that shameless maid.
Especially his grandson. Although he has always been a fool in the eyes of outsiders, recently even her grandmother feels that this child is really lost and crazy. He talks nonsense all day long. He always said that he would marry this maid from Mud Bottle Lane and take her home as a wife.Wife, then I’m going to punch a hole in this god.
Seeing that the extremely hateful girl did not respond, Granny Ma decided to target the poor boy and said: "You worthless bastard, you have the honor to live in the world even if you kill your parents, you know that you They are destined to be incapable of marrying a wife, so they just lick their faces and seduce other people's maids. They are really a couple made in heaven. They might as well get together. Anyway, Mud Bottle Alley is a place where garbage bastards live. The children they will give birth to in the future will not be the same. I can really dominate the Mubo Alley."
Chen Pingan thought for a while, then bent down and was about to put down the burden on his shoulders.
The maid Zhigui had already put down the bucket early and strode towards the confident old woman. Without saying a word, the girl slapped Granny Ma in the face, making Granny Ma spin around in circles, feeling dizzy and giving The women nearby helped him so he didn't fall. Zhigui didn't wait for the old woman to come back to her senses, and took another step forward, slapped her face and threw her down. The girl cursed: "I've tolerated you for a long time, you old immortal!"
The old woman shook her head. , I was so angry that I was about to fight back, but I don’t know if it was a misunderstanding, but the support of the two women around me was too much.
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Try your best, She was unable to break away for a while, and was humiliated for the third time. The maidservant took action for the third time, bent her finger and struck the old woman on the forehead, "If you dare to curse anyone in the future, I will pull out the tongue of you, a tongue-tied woman." , you curse a word, I will prick you with a needle once!"
The old woman was so frightened that she forgot to talk back, let alone fight back.
The girl turned around and left quickly, and found that the neighbor boy had already carried the bucket for her. She smiled and returned to Mud Bottle Alley with him.
Before Chen Pingan could say anything, the girl finished her words, "Don't thank me, my scolding has nothing to do with you."
Chen Pingan was speechless.
The girl with empty hands muttered to herself, but she never thought about getting the bucket back from the straw-shoe boy.
Next to the wheeled carriage in the iron lock well, the old woman sat on the ground and howled, "The little maidservant who has been stabbed a thousand times must be punished by God... My life is so miserable. God doesn't have eyesight, so why doesn't he chop me down?" A thunderstorm will come down and crush this little prodigal to death..."
The girl's steps were brisk and she raised her hands to the sky, a very strange gesture.
Fortunately, Chen Ping'an has been her neighbor for so many years and doesn't find it strange.
When the two of them passed the breakfast shop, Chen Ping'an saw a familiar figure from behind. She was not tall, wearing green clothes, and was buying freshly baked meat buns. The steaming steam filled the whole street.
Chen Ping'an
Today's early morning, I don't know when the clouds were low, and they were extremely thick, like a big quilt from a rich family, spread out there to bask in the sun.
Rumble, thunder shook the town overhead.
Grandma Ma from the iron lock well stood up and ran home in a hurry. The small bucket shook and spilled well water all the way. It is estimated that there will be no water left when she gets home.Lower half bucket of water.
Maybe the old woman knew very well that if God really opened his eyes, the first lightning strike would probably fall on her head.
After Chen Pingan heard the thunder, he looked up and looked a little confused. It didn't look like a sign of rain.
The girl smiled and said: "My young master said that he had read in a book. It is said that every early spring, there will be a heavenly god wearing a golden armor, beating drums in the sky, bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, shocking everyone. Evil, to celebrate the New Year."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Your young master does study a lot."
The girl sighed, "My young master is good at everything, but he is lazy. Some, and then he likes to scold God, which I don’t think is good.”
Chen Ping’an has no habit of gossiping about people behind their backs, so he didn’t say anything about it. Song Jixin, who lives next door, has a strange temper that he has persisted for many years. He is just like cursing God, just like Granny Ma, scolding thieves for being blind. However, scholars also have their own values. On snowy nights, thunderstorms, and when the sky is filled with colorful clouds, this is Song Jixin's three-part scolding. He said that he wanted to take advantage of God's nap to scold him, but God wouldn't listen. When it comes, you won't be angry, and Song Jixin can relieve your anger and feel comfortable, killing two birds with one stone.
Seeing that Chen Pingan didn't answer, Zhigui said casually: "You didn't go home last night. Did you go to Liu Xianyang's place?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "At home It's inconvenient to have guests."
She asked abruptly: "By the way, have you met Mr. Qi? What else did you say?"
Chen Pingan asked back. She said: "Why do you ask that?"
She smiled innocently and said: "Just ask, because when I went out to fetch water today, I happened to meet Mr. Qi who said he was taking a walk early in the morning and asked me Are you at home or not? I answered truthfully."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I met Mr. Qi by chance before, and he told me a few common words, which roughly meant what he said back then. I should go to a school with Liu Xianyang. I can only say that my family is poor and I have no choice, otherwise I would be willing to study."
Zhigui asked, "Is that so?" /p>
Chen Ping'an looked into her eyes and asked with a smile, "What else do you think?"
She laughed it off.
The two separated at the street corner
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Zhigui took the bucket and went to Mud Bottle Alley, and Chen Pingping returned After that, Liu Xianyang's family would have to go to the east gate of the city to pick up letters and writing papers. Each letter cost a penny. If they had owned this business early, with Chen Ping'an's ability to run all over the mountains within a hundred miles, his wife would probably have saved all the money. Enough.
At the entrance of Mud Bottle Alley, Zhigui saw his young master standing there, yawning.
She walked quickly and asked curiously: "Master, why did you come out?"
Song Jixin slowly stretched his body and said lazily: "It's boring to stay here. "
She asked in a low voice: "Sir, when will the new supervisor return to the town?Will we be able to go to the capital? "
Song Jixin thought for a while, "It will only happen within ten days. "
Zhigui hesitated, and the small bucket in his hand swayed.
Song Jixin asked with a smile: "What's the matter, are you worried?
She said timidly: "Sir, can you lend me the local county chronicle?" Just for a night or two, I can learn to read better, save the capital, and be looked down upon by others. Then the young master will be made a joke.
Song Jixin laughed dumbly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Why am I embarrassed to say this? But remember to wash your hands before turning the book, don't get dirt on the pages, and be careful with candles." Once the oil drips on, there's nothing else to pay attention to. It's just a shabby book that says 'it ends here'. "
Zhigui smiled brightly and said: "I thank you, Master! ”
Song Jixin was delighted and laughed heartily: “Come on, come on, I will help you carry water.” "
Zhigui dodged for a moment and said seriously: "Master! Didn’t we agree that the gentleman would stay away from the kitchen? How can the young master get involved in these trivial matters? If word spreads, I will be stabbed in the back by my neighbors! "
Song Jixin smiled angrily and said: "Rules, principles, and etiquette can be fooled and frightened by others. Master, I..."
At this point, this person who grew up in a shabby alley
She asked curiously: "What is a young master?" ”
Song Jixin regained his cynical smile and pointed at himself, “Young master, I am actually just a farmer. I divide a field into ridges and rows, and then let People sow seeds and divert water for irrigation, and I just sit and wait for the harvest, year after year, that's it! "
She was in a daze.
Song Jixin laughed loudly.
The young man suddenly stopped his smile and said seriously: "Zhigui, my surname is Chen Did he help you carry the bucket along the way? "
The maid nodded, her eyes innocent.
The young man said earnestly: "A sage once said that he is willing to regard the kindness of strangers as rare treasures, but he treats the kindness of strangers as rare treasures. It is wrong to treat all the efforts of those close to you as a matter of course and turn a blind eye to them. "
The maid was even more confused and confused, "Huh? "
The young man rubbed his chin and said to himself: "You didn't even understand what I meant. How should I answer the conversation, young master? Could it be that when I arrived in the capital, I wanted to change to a beautiful and charming little maid who was smarter, more considerate and considerate? "
The maid couldn't help laughing. She didn't take the young master's threat to heart at all. She exposed the truth and said: "The young master actually wants to wait for me to ask, who is this sage from the university? Master, I know, it’s you! ”
Song Jixin laughed heartily, “The one who knows me is Zhigui! "
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In the study room of the school, a middle-aged Confucian scholar was sitting upright. All the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard in front of him turned into powder amidst the spring thunder.< /p>
Teenagers in small towns catch rockfish in the creek. There is a way to hit the rocks in the stream with a hammer, and the fish hiding at the bottom of the rocks will be stunned and come to the surface.
It has the same effect as the so-called "knocking on the mountain to shake the tiger" in the book.
But if you want to warn a saint, don't act against heaven or against the truth.
The only important weapon between heaven and earth that matches his identity is probably the mighty thunder.
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