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"Huh, huh... It's fun, it's fun...", that day, after saving Lulu in the abyss, the fool returned home with a smile on the corners of his mouth as usual.
"Zheng'er, what good happened today? How did it make you so happy? Grandpa looked at the silly grandson who came back, and also looked along the sound and asked.
Ah, this look is amazing, it turns out that the black fool's face has a little peach blossom blush, and it seems that he didn't stammered before.
"Come, come, Shiya speaks..."
The fool didn't understand what Grandpa wanted to say, and followed the house. As soon as he entered the house, Grandpa saw that there was no one outside the door, so he quickly closed it. Then he pointed to a black stake in the house and said:
"Get on your knees and kowtow three times..." the fool did.
Grandpa chanted the words, and touched three handfuls of black carbon ash from the stake and wiped them on the fool's face, and said slowly: Your surname is Zheng, your name is Shu'er, today Kaizhi, from now on: "Zheng-Shu-er" is your name.
The fool was stunned when he heard this, but then sobered up and replied: "Okay, grandpa, I remember!" ”
"Remember it or not, you still have to be able to write your own name!"
"Grandpa, I will write this." Immediately, the fool picked up the half-cut branch by the fire pond and wrote crookedly on the ground the four big characters in golden characters: "Zhengshu'er".
"Haha..." Grandpa was amused, and said half-jokingly: "What kind of little seal gold text are you writing, what age are they, you still write these things that you can't understand, if others see it, they really think that we are crossers and come to our house to archaeology." ”
"Come on, come on, grandpa has long given you the knowledge to prepare for charging."
"Charging? What charging? Wouldn't I be discharging myself? Zheng'er said about the discharge, and his mind turned a few times, he recalled that he was chased and killed by a stinky Taoist priest-like person a thousand years ago, but in the end, because of the thunder and fire, the lightning was shot deep into the bottom of the river, and his eyes were red.
"Oh, what are you thinking?" Grandpa interrupted Zheng'er's thinking and said: "This charging is to learn new knowledge and continuously improve your own cultural quality, you don't want to think too much." ”
Then, Grandpa took Zheng'er to a room where Grandpa usually collected rags. Point to it, this house is equipped with all the "electricity" you want, I have all prepared it for you!
"Squeak—ah!" As the utility room opened, several large mice also burst out, and Zheng'er screamed in fright.
"What kind of broken thing is this? Is it all the garbage you usually collect for wine, and you have to deceive Ben..."
The word "Wang" was not spoken, and Grandpa glared at Zheng'er viciously, and slapped his hand:
"What are you trying to say? What do you want to say? You're just an ordinary person! ”
"Don't look at these broken things, but they are the lessons you must read well in this life!"
"Look, these books, from kindergarten to university, what Huaqing and Dabei school textbooks are available, you must give me a good reading of them one by one."
"I'm sorry, Grandpa, I was wrong..." Zheng'er pulled her head and asked Shuangteng to kneel down to admit her mistake. Grandpa hurriedly picked him up and said:
"Less feudal dynasty, this is thousands of years ago."
"When it's a book, you have to read it to me, and you have to clean up the house while you read, without leaving a tip!"
With another "creak", Grandpa walked out of the utility room and closed the door.
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