The ghost hooked

Seven years later, Zhangcun.

The sun was in the west, and the afterglow was shining all over the place. In a house in Zhangcun, there were two people sitting one at a time. The standing one was dressed as a scholar, holding a book of Analects.

Just mentioned "Zeng Zi said: 'I examine myself three times a day: am I unfaithful when I seek advice from others? Do I not trust my friends? Are I not used to passing it on?'" Jiang Fuzi quoted scriptures and talked for half an hour, and the sitting Xiaobao secretly He covered his mouth and yawned.

With a sound of "pa", Master Jiang slapped the book in his right hand on the palm of his left hand, which startled Xiao Bao, and Master Jiang asked, "Do you understand?"

The boys sitting next to him looked like sixteen and seven, a little fat, with big eyes blinking and blinking, slowly glanced to the side, said: "Listen and understand a little bit."

"tell me the story."

Xiaobao tried his best to recall what the master said just now, frowning and holding back for a long time, he opened his mouth and said: "You must do your best to make friends, and you must be loyal to your friends."

"En," nodded, Master Jiang said, "Continue."

Xiao Bao said cautiously: "No, it's gone."

Sighing, Mrs. Jiang was very helpless. He wanted to repeat the story patiently, but from the open window he caught a glimpse of a white figure galloping outside the courtyard.

That Bai Ying seemed to have timed it well, every time he ran to the front of the courtyard at this time, sat down, "Wow! Wow! Wow!"

Hearing the sound, Xiaobao, who was lifeless and sleepy, immediately regained his energy. He sat upright and looked at Master Jiang expectantly.

Having no choice but to be tormented by this man and a dog, Master Jiang had no choice but to go along with him and said, "Let's go to school!"

After saluting with his master, Xiaobao went out happily, and just as he was about to call the little white dog to go back, he saw a man walking over with a basket.

The person who came was a woman in her twenties, dressed in yellow, with a pretty face, Xiao Bao opened her mouth and called: "Master."

The woman covered her mouth and smiled, looked at the little white dog, and called out: "My lord," Fu said to Xiaobao again: "Xiaobao is still so polite, I picked some fruit today, and I'll give you one."

As he spoke, he picked a bright red fruit from the basket and handed it to him. Xiao Bao took the fruit with both hands and said, "Thank you, Master."

The little white dog kept watching the movements of the two of them. Seeing that the fruit in Xiao Bao's hand was big and red, he stared at it. Turn it over and over and show it to the little white dog, as if saying, "Look, it's gone."

The little white dog rolled his eyes, feeling that Xiao Bao's actions were stupid, and turned his head to look elsewhere, as if he didn't want to dirty his eyes.

Seeing the action of the two, the woman asked with a smile on her face, "Whose house are you going to have dinner tonight?"

Xiao Bao counted with his fingers, and after counting for a long time, he had a flash of inspiration and said: "It's time to go to Granny Wang's house for dinner today."

Little Treasure has no parents, only a little white dog as companion.The people in the village are very kind, and they regard Xiaobao as their own family, and he can be regarded as growing up eating a lot of food.

Seeing his cute appearance, the woman patted his head and said: "Go quickly, it will be dark in a while, don't go out casually after dark."

Seeing the two walking away, the woman entered the room, glanced at Mrs. Jiang who was in a daze, and asked, "Why are you so dazed?"

Glancing at the direction where one person and one dog walked away, Jiang Fuzi felt a little regretful, and said, "I shouldn't be so strict with Xiaobao today, he doesn't even have a friend, how can he know what a friend means."

The woman found a stool and sat down, leaning slightly on the table beside her, resting her chin with her hands, with a certain flair, the corners of her mouth slightly curved, and said, "Isn't your lord his friend? How can you say you have no friends?"

Sighing, Master Jiang said, "It's different after all."

The woman stopped discussing this issue with him, and looked up at the half-covered sunset, feeling a little sad in her heart, and asked, "How long has it been?"

"It's been about seven years!" Master Jiang replied.

"Is it almost time?" the woman asked again.

"En," replied, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, Master Jiang said, "Yingniang, since you know, why do you still ask me?"

It was very interesting to see him look a little angry, Yingniang laughed and said, "We have been together for seven years, do you want to sleep with me tonight?"

"No, no." Master Jiang quickly waved his hands and refused.

Yingniang pulled out a handkerchief from her sleeve, covered the corners of her mouth, and let out a melodious laugh, "You are the most honest scholar I have ever met, why are you so uninteresting, is it possible that I am not beautiful?"

Mrs. Jiang blushed a little, turned away from looking at her, nodded and said, "Beautiful."

"Don't you like beauties?" Yingniang changed her posture, glanced at Mrs. Jiang, and said, "Even Xiaobao calls me Master Mistress, you can't deny it!"

Master Jiang's face turned even redder, and he was quite annoyed. He said, "Don't make trouble anymore!"

Seeing that the teasing was almost over, Yingniang let him go, the smile on her face gradually faded, she was a little lonely, and said: "As the saying goes: 'There is no heart, no actor is righteous.' There are people like me in this world. , may have true feelings?"

"Don't underestimate yourself," Mrs. Jiang's red face faded, and he stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, quite casually, looking at the mountains in the distance, the backlight was dark, he continued: "Yingniang, you She is the most loving and righteous woman I have ever met."

"Thank you, Master, for your praise."

Zhang Village is surrounded by mountains, and the village is located in a mountain depression. The houses and roads in the village are different from those in other places.

If you can go up to the sky, you will be able to see clearly that the village is almost circular, and there is a house in the middle, surrounded by other houses like a moon and a half surrounded by stars.

The house in the middle is Xiaobao's home.

At this time, a boy and a little white dog were walking on the dirt road in the village.

One person and one dog did not go home, but walked along the dirt road to a slightly larger house.

After entering the house, he saw three people in the house, and Xiao Bao hurriedly called out: "Mother-in-law, grandpa, uncle."

The three of them responded and nodded to the little white dog.

Grandma Wang said: "The meal is ready, come and sit quickly, I'll serve it right away." After that, she turned and went to the kitchen.

A middle-aged man was sitting by the table, he waved to Xiaobao, and said: "Xiaobao, come here and let me, ah, no, let Uncle take a look, I haven't seen you for a few days, have you gained weight?"

Xiao Bao walked up to the man, touched the man's surroundings carefully, and said worriedly: "Uncle Liang, when did you get better from your illness? It's been several years. Why is this purple gas still there? Is it going to get better?"

The man squeezed Xiaobao's arm, then looked at Xiaobao's face, and said, "Uncle, you're not in the way here, you can't die, but you, why don't you look fat!"

"I worked hard to eat, and I didn't miss a single meal." Xiaobao stood there with his chest up, very proud of eating on time every day.

"It's better to be fatter," the man asked again: "What did you learn today? Tell Uncle about it."

Master Jiang is very knowledgeable, and the content of his lectures is also very substantial, but Xiaobao is absent-minded every time he listens to the class, and now he is being tested for his homework, so he can only stand there for a long time, and then repeat what he said when he returned to the master in the afternoon again.

Seeing him like this, the middle-aged man sighed in his heart, but he didn't want to be too harsh, so he patiently explained: "To make friends, you must first know people, and you must find those who are better than yourself to be friends. At least you must be like-minded. , as the saying goes: "The way is different, don't conspire with each other." Don't force yourself to be friends with people you don't like. Secondly, when you make friends, you have to be true to each other. Don't lose your heart. For those..."

After talking eloquently for a while, the man saw Xiaobao nodding his head persistently, and asked, "Do you understand?"

Xiaobao nodded again, and the man asked expectantly, "What do you mean by Uncle's words?"

Xiaobao was very agile this time, and directly concluded: "You have to like friends!"

With a smile on his face, the man took several deep breaths before suppressing the anger in his heart. If this was his son, he would have to whip him to death, but if he treated him like a grandson, he would be able to relieve his anger a little.

The old man standing by the side heard the conversation between the two and hurriedly advised: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, you see that the food is ready, hurry up and eat!"

The man has already experienced the helplessness of educating Xiaobao countless times, and now he can only rejoice that he is not Mrs. Jiang, otherwise Xiaobao will be angry to death.

Naturally, Xiao Bao couldn't understand the reason for the man's anger. When he heard that it was time to eat, he sat down obediently on his special stool and waited for everyone to eat together.

The dining table at Grandma Wang's house is a square table three feet square. At this time, there are four people in the room, each occupying one side, which is just right.

The little white dog was originally sitting on the ground, looking up at the crowd and repeating the cutscenes of every meeting and walk. Now it's time to eat, so naturally its portion cannot be missed.

"Woof! Wang!" The little white dog barked twice, obviously wanting to eat.

Hearing the cry, Xiaobao bent down and said, "I'll hug you to eat, come here."

When the little white dog saw him reaching out to reach him, he felt a little disgusted, avoided him, and ran towards someone alone.

Xiaobao wasn't angry when he saw this, anyway, he couldn't understand the little white dog's words, and when he was eating with it, he always put the wrong food, making a meal like a quarrel, or one person and one dog quarrelling.

The middle-aged man bent down and carried the little white dog on the ground to his lap to finish. The clean as new yellow uniform immediately showed gray marks, but he didn't care. He took the small plate handed over by Granny Wang and put it in front of him. on the table, and asked: "What do you eat, my lord, I will make it for you."

Although the sun was setting outside, it was not dark inside.A few candles were lit on the wooden shelf, and the lampshade was closed, making the room bright.

There was a dog whining on one side of the dining table. The sound was no different from that of an ordinary dog, and the other three could not understand its dog language. Only the middle-aged man with the little white dog in his arms seemed to be able to understand it. He smelled it for a while and asked: "Is it tofu?" After a while, he said: "Although the dishes are a bit vegetarian, they taste good."

The author has something to say: Little Treasure finally appeared, and the little white dog also appeared, the stupid author was going to cry by himself.

I just don’t know if I can connect with the cute way of the little angels Orz.