Chapter 200 Zhou Luo
If you can't figure something out yourself, you should not be ashamed to ask for answers from experts.
In the eyes of six-year-old Zhou Ping, the tallest person in the family is his senior brother, who is two heads taller than his father.
Unfortunately, I heard from Li Er early this morning that his senior brother was out.
Who to look for?
The second tallest is the second uncle.
After pondering for a moment, Zhou Ping said to Meng Yu: "Don't move."
Meng Yu was sweeping the floor with a broom. When he heard this, he stiffened and looked up at Zhou Ping. He kept his sweeping motion motionless, "Huh?"
"Don't move, I'll come as soon as I can!"
Without saying a word, Zhou Ping rushed straight to Zhou Huaishan's house.
backyard.
Zhou Huaishan stood alone under the wintersweet tree in the courtyard.
Clinging to a wintersweet, Zhou Huaishan took a deep breath and sighed slowly.
"The grandson of the Duke of Zhenguo is dead.
Do you know how he died?
The whole body was covered with pustules. The pustules burst and pus flowed all over the body.
Did he die miserably?
I know, compared to you, he is nothing!
But he is dead after all. Don't let him go when he gets down there.
By the way, do you know why his whole body is covered with pustules?
Shen Zhen's son stabbed him, and he offended some god by reselling the army rations. Someone gave him gastrodia powder in the army rations.
He was originally unable to die, but his military doctor made him mutton soup. Yes, there was Gastrodia powder in that mutton soup.
He raised a war eagle. Logically speaking, he could use the eagle bones to detoxify him if he was hit by Gastrodia San, but it happened to be such a coincidence. I was also hit by Gastrodia San, one day earlier than him. Hey, I used that eagle.
You must be wondering where I got his eagle.
hehe.
I have a daughter now, and my daughter got it for me.
It's good to have a daughter, unlike you guys who always make me angry.
You are down there, treat your wives well, and don't be angry with your mother, or I will beat you up when I come down. "
Zhou Huaishan was talking to himself, when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming.
He turned around and saw Zhou Ping running towards him with an expression as if something big had happened.
Zhou Huaishan took a breath and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Seeing Zhou Huaishan standing next to the tree in the courtyard, Zhou Ping wondered: "Why is the second uncle standing here?"
Zhou Huaishan had an interesting look on his face, and Youyou touched his non-existent beard, "The cold wind doesn't recognize signs and disturbs the wind and snow for no reason. What does this sentence mean?"
Zhou Ping blinked, "The snow is good, but the wind is not right?"
Zhou Huaishan.
Even if he spent his whole life as a dandy, he never discovered that this poem actually had such a meaning!
Good boy!
have a future!
There is great potential!
Patting Zhou Ping on the head, Zhou Huaishan smiled and said: "If you don't practice kung fu, what are you doing here?"
Zhou Ping told Aba that Meng Yu came to work as a book boy for him again.
After saying that, he looked up at Zhou Huaishan, with his dark eyes open, "Second uncle, what do you mean by him?"
Zhou Huaishan's expression suddenly froze the moment Zhou Ping mentioned "Zhou Luo Bu Bing".
The storm is coming and the mountains are full of buildings.
He stared at Zhou Ping, his breath rising to his throat, "You said you got a military book? "Zhou Luo Bu Bing"?"
Zhou Ping nodded, "That book is great."
"What two characters are Zhou Luo?"
"Thoughtful Zhou, Luoyang's Luo."
Zhou Huaishan felt that there was a stream of hot blood flowing up from the soles of his feet and straight towards Tianling Gai.
There was a buzz, and my brain felt like it was exploding.
Zhou Luo.
Zhou Luo.
Zhou Ping looked at Zhou Huaishan and his face instantly turned pale, and he stumbled backwards. He was startled and hurriedly reached out to help him.
"Second uncle, what's wrong with you, second uncle?"
Zhou Huaishan's thoughts, as if the landslide and earth were falling apart, were recalled by Zhou Ping's crisp voice, filled with anxiety and worry.
He took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the turmoil in his heart.
He forced a smile and rubbed Zhou Ping's head, "It's okay. I didn't eat in the morning and suddenly fainted. Where did your book come from?"
Zhou Ping told Aba and Aba from the second-hand bookstall how he wisely obtained the book from Meng Yu.
"Is the second-hand bookstall you mentioned still available?" Zhou Huaishan asked suppressing his emotions.
Zhou Ping nodded, "The stall is open every day."
"Where is the stall?"
"There is a second-hand goods street over there in Xicao City. They are all selling second-hand goods."
"How old is the stall owner?"
"She must be over sixty. Anyway, she looks quite old, with gray hair and beard."
Zhou Ping looked up at Zhou Huaishan, "Second uncle, you haven't told me yet, what do you mean by Meng Yu?"
Zhou Huaishan patted Zhou Ping's head and said, "What's the point? I figured it out. I want to change my ways but can't find a suitable way. I just followed you for a day and found that you are so good and hardworking, so I want to learn something from you." Okay.”
Zhou Ping was so flattered by these words that he chirped, "Really?"
"Um."
"Then can I keep him?"
"You can stay if you want, but you can't live in our house. Firstly, this is your senior brother's yard, and secondly, you have two sisters here."
"I know. Don't worry, second uncle. I won't disturb your studies. I'll go back first."
With a wave of his hand, Zhou Ping turned around and ran out.
As soon as he left, Zhou Huaishan took a breath and walked out.
"Zhou Luo Bubing" is a book left by his ancestors.
His great-grandfather, named Zhou Luo, was a famous general.
When this book came to him, he simply gave the book to one of his father's subordinates because he was a playboy and his sons were not too ambitious.
The man's name is Ma Ningnian, and he is a general.
Anyone who knows anything about military affairs knows that this kind of book is a treasure. Ma Nian Nian is a man of great integrity and he...
With heavy thoughts and tumbling waves, Zhou Huaishan walked out of the yard and headed straight to Xicao City.
It was still early, and there were no stalls on the second-hand goods street yet. Zhou Huaishan found a breakfast shop, ordered a bowl of wontons, and ate it slowly.
While eating, I chatted with the wonton stall owner.
"How long have you been here, bro?"
The business was not too busy, so the stall owner simply sat opposite Zhou Huaishan, took a sip of water from the big teapot, wiped his mouth, stretched out his hand, and moved it inside and outside.
"Ten years! A full ten years!"
Zhou Huaishan smiled and said, "Business is good?"
The stall owner said: "It is not a problem to support our family, and we also provide education for our children.
This year, Qinghe Academy became Huaishan Academy. The academy has no need for repairs, and our family's life is even more comfortable.
Not only are the three male children in the family sent to study, but the female child can also have a decent dowry when she gets married. "
When talking about the children at home, the stall owner looked as proud as an old father and even had tears in his eyes.
"You don't know, the dean of our Huaishan Academy is a good man.
Not only did Shu Xiu get rid of him, but he also kicked out the students who had bullied others in the past.
Nowadays, when children study, they don’t have to worry about being able to afford it at home or being bullied at school. They can just concentrate on reading and learn from it.
Everyone wants to stand out!
Moreover, Huaishan Academy has added martial arts subjects, and children who do not do well in cultural classes can consider joining the army to gain fame in the future.
The third child in my family likes to practice martial arts. He is very happy to go to the academy every day. "