Dressed as a cute kid with a farm: Pick up a brother to farm

I saw that the house was filled with firewood, and in the pile of firewood, there was an old wooden bed.

The man I saw during the day was lying in bed, worried and tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

"Money, money! How can I make money..."

"I've lost a lot of money on this trip. My capital has all gone down the drain. How can I go back with dignity?"

"No, I have to go back and sell the house! I'll sell silk this time! It will work! I don't believe I can't make a fortune!"

Meng Huaishao listened to the man talking to himself. Although he was confused, he did not say anything.

Ye Yaoyao was still watching, so he just continued watching.

The two of them were outside the window, silent.

In the room, a middle-aged man suddenly walked out from behind the shabby wooden bed.

Meng Huaishao’s eyes widened!

He could swear he hadn't noticed this person before!

A person who appeared out of nowhere!

When Ye Yaoyao looked at this man, her eyes lit up and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"So, there really is a demon~"

Meng Huaishao listened to Ye Yaoyao's murmurs and fell silent.

However, he held Ye Yaoyao tighter in his hands, making sure that if he was discovered, he could take her away as soon as possible.

Ye Yaoyao was not afraid at all.

There is no malicious intent in this monster.

He was wearing a square scarf and red shoes, looking like a scholar.

However, one can tell from the sad look on his face that he is deeply saddened.

"Young man, you should wake up and stop thinking about business. You are not destined to be rich. Studying hard is the right path for you!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man lying on the ground jumped up and looked at the monster viciously, with a look completely different from the one he gave Ye Yaoyao during the day.

If he still maintained some of his original conscience during the day and couldn't bear to bully the weak, but at night, the evil thoughts in his heart seemed to be infinitely magnified.

In addition, this inexplicable person who has been following him always comes out to attack him and stop him.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you care about me?"

"I am the God of Books, and I have a close relationship with your ancestors."

The demon frowned. This man's temper was becoming more and more violent.

He took two steps forward and advised again: "Your ancestors were high-ranking officials. Why don't you follow their example and work hard in studying so that you can pass the imperial examination and bring honor to your family."

"If you continue to be stubborn and rebellious, you will eventually face disaster!"

"What a useless god! If God is useful, why haven't I become rich yet? What's the point of studying? What's the point of bringing honor to the family? There is still no snowflake silver incense!"

"You useless broken god, you dare to curse me!"

The man became angrier as he spoke. He picked up something nearby and threw it at the demon who called himself the "God of Books", cursing as he did so.

"Go back to where you came from!"

"Stop interfering in my business!"

"I just like doing business, so what? Does it bother you?"

"Get out of here!"

Ye Yaoyao saw that as pillows, quilts, clothes and various other items fell, they all floated through the monster's body.

In the middle, there was an ancient book with a red seal that fell out of the bundle.

The ancient book flew out, and the monster frowned and shook his head.

The ancient book fell to the ground, and the man disappeared into thin air.

"Book demon?"

Meng Huaishao opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Ye Yaoyao pulled Meng Huaishao away.

This monster doesn't look bad. It didn't say anything even when being scolded. It shouldn't be dangerous. Let's observe it for a while.

However, they had only taken a few steps when something unexpected happened in the house.

After throwing the things, the man was still angry.

It was already a headache that his family did not support him in doing business, and now this "book god" who came out of nowhere bothered him every day.

As he thought about it, his eyes fell on the ancient book sandwiched between the quilt and pillow.

"Book God, huh? Heh~"

The man laughed sarcastically, then bent down, picked up the ancient book, and patted his hands.

"Book God, Book God! You are the Book God, right? You play tricks on me every day. I'm going to burn you. How can you bother me?"

Ye Yaoyao had very sensitive hearing. As soon as the man finished speaking, she had already pulled Meng Huaishao back to the window.

I saw that person with a twisted smile on his face, walking towards the dim oil lamp step by step.

"Book God, Book God——"

"I will only lose if it's you! When I burn you, it means 'prosperity' and I will make a fortune!"

"Hahaha!"

Ye Yaoyao frowned.

This man looked normal during the day, so why is he almost crazy now?

She looked at the motionless red ancient book in the man's hand, which looked like a soulless book, and fell into deep thought.

"Could this be the influence of the demon?"

"Even if the demon has no evil intentions, it will still affect people's hearts?"

"But it's okay for Xiaoqing and Xiaobai to wander around the village every day..."

While Ye Yaoyao was thinking about things, the man had already raised the ancient book above the oil lamp.

Ye Yaoyao seemed to hear a painful groan.

When I listened more carefully, all I could hear was a heavy sigh.

"A child cannot be taught!"

"When civility is lost, disaster will come upon you. Do not regret! Do not regret!"[Note 3]

"Burn it! Burn it!"

There was fire in the man's eyes, and he looked like a madman, tearing the pages of the book madly to make it burn faster.

"Hey~"

Ye Yaoyao sighed in a baby voice like a little adult, then pushed open the door.

She patted the middle-aged man lightly, causing him to faint, then raised her hand and scattered some sand, covering the burning pages tightly.

Meng Huaishao caught the man who was about to fall and put him back on the bed.

"Is he okay?"

"He doesn't know, but this book god..."

Ye Yaoyao shook her head and took back the sand, revealing the broken pages of the book that had been burned in large parts.

"You monster, you've done something too cowardly!"

Ye Yaoyao picked up the burnt book pages speechlessly, and the black and gray ashes flew around with her movements.

"Can he still be alive after being burned like this?"

"Calculate--"

"I am Zhu Lufang, thank you for saving me, young lady!"

Just when Ye Yaoyao was thinking about putting it away, the monster revealed its true form.

He was gentle and polite, and did not look down on the people in front of him just because they were two children.

The torn clothes and half-burned hair didn't seem to disrupt his composure.

"My lord, you are so polite!"

[Note 1]: The god of books: "Zhu Lufang". From: Volume of "Xie Duo" by Zheng Qifeng of the Qing Dynasty. (The story is long, so I won't post it here. If you are interested, you can look for it yourself. These strange stories are quite interesting. There are changes in the text.)

[Note 2]: This child is incorrigible: From: "Records of the Grand Historian": "Biography of Liu Bang": This child is incorrigible.

[Note 3]: If you lose your civility, disaster will come to you. Do not regret! Do not regret: From: Volume of Xieduo by Zheng Qifeng of the Qing Dynasty: Being bound by money makes me feel depressed. If I don’t get rid of it soon, the smell of money will overwhelm me, and my civility will be lost, disaster will come to you. Do not regret! Do not regret!