Chapter 274

On the grandstand of Jiuqu River levee, Zhao bingqiong, the Marquis of wealth, after the weather was fine, his face was the same as that of this weather, which was very sunny.

"Left county magistrate!"

"Marquis!"

Zuo Qiu got up and responded.

"Let's continue the Dragon Boat Race!"

"Oh, by the way, please go down and say that the Marquis is happy today. All the participants in the dragon boat race will be rewarded ten Liang silver each."

"Let them go to the Zhao's Inn in Sanhe Town when they have time!"

"Ha ha, that sunny day in 1999, my 18-year-old brother is sitting by the river. The east wind makes the windmill turn, the broad bean flowers are fragrant, and the wheat seedlings are fresh.... "

In a good mood, Zhao stood up from his seat in the grandstand. Regardless of the situation of the dragon boat race behind him, he took the people around him and sang a tune that no one had ever heard before and went away.

In the carriage of the Zhao family, Fubao was staring at the golden carp in the porcelain pot. Suddenly, he heard the song sung by Zhao bingjuan, and he was not calm for a moment.

This is NIMA's "sunny day nine"!

Before Fubao, because of her grandmother's words and deeds, she was judged to have passed through her predecessors. Now, after listening to "back to my mother's home" and "sunny day in September", Fubao has a strong curiosity about his grandmother's life.

These two songs are old songs.

In any case, when Fubao grew up, it was rarely heard.

That is to say, those elderly people occasionally hum one or two words.

In other words, my grandmother must have gone through earlier than her. Even at that time, there may be no Internet.

If you think about it like this, your grandmother should be a real passing through elder

it's a pity that if you read the Internet routine, maybe it won't end like that.

Unfortunately, however, things don't exist.

Fubao sighed. He put his paw into the jar and poked at the golden carp hiding at the bottom of the jar.

"Is this little thing a goblin?"

Since ancient times, it has been said that carp leaps over the dragon's gate.

Previously, there was a sound of dragon chanting in the fog. Maybe this little thing couldn't jump the dragon's gate. As a result, it was beaten back to its original shape. Had it not been for luck, he might have died of thirst in the puddle.

"Little thing, are you a little carp that can jump the dragon's gate?"

Fubao muttered in his heart, poking the little carp from time to time.

"Girl, if you want to raise it, you can't catch it with your hands. If you hurt its scales, it will die!"

Mrs. Xu noticed Fubao's little action and quickly stopped her, and told her about the precautions of fish culture.

Fubao listened honestly. He had made up his mind. When he got home, he would throw the little thing into the big water tank with water for horses in his yard.

When there is still half a tank of water left, her second brother will fill it up.

Originally, it's the best thing to leave this little thing in the well outside your home.

But people from the village come to carry water from that well all the time. In case this little thing is knocked up by someone accidentally, I'm afraid it's going to end.

Because of the golden carp, Fubao is like a baby with a new playmate in the eyes of his parents. He always stares at the carp.

But in fact, Fubao was thinking about what happened to this little thing.

And uncle Lu said that the remaining evils of the former dynasty robbed the road.

It's not the first time that Fubao has heard the term "robbing yundao". It seems that her third brother has met the target of robbing yundao. At that time, he also helped him block a disaster, which made her cry for a long time.

Now, how come there is a way of robbing?

I feel like I don't agree with the eight characters of robbing yundao!

"Girl, your elder brother and second brother have entered the finals. Do you want to see them?"

When Fubao was thinking about robbing yundao, Xu's head appeared in her sight.

"Ah

Mr. Xu's voice suddenly appeared, but it startled Fubao. Subconsciously, she slapped Mr. Xu in the face.

"Ah

Fubao slapped his father in the face. He made a mistake.

But just now, she was really careless.

"Hoo hoo, Hoo Hoo..."

When he found out that he had made a mistake, Fubao decided to curry favor with his father.

Pity her, an adult, for playing the little doll now. Isn't it a embarrassment for her?

"Darling, no pain, no pain, does your little hand hurt?"

Looking at Fubao's small look of chagrin, master Xu couldn't help laughing. He took Fubao's little hand and blew it to her again and again.

Fubao is even more ashamed.

At the beginning, she saw some videos on the Internet, and she didn't know whether they were joking or whether there was such a thing. One by one, the bus slapped their grandparents in the face.At that time, Fubao had a feeling that if she was a child, she could open his ass.

I don't know how to respect the old and love the young.

Of course, Fubao is not one size fits all. Some of them are really adults and children playing. She can't just make a qualitative decision for other people's children based on a video.

Just like what I did just now, it's really an unintentional move, a subconscious natural reaction of the body.

However, it is wrong for her to beat her father.

Therefore, Fubao is very remorseful.

Especially when he saw that his father was indifferent and worried that his little palm hurt, Fubao felt that he really had a good baby this time.

There are parents who love her and three brothers who love each other. Er, although the three bear paws are sometimes stupid.

But the more so, the more warm the family has.

"Let's go, dad will take you to see your elder brother and second brother Race Dragon Boat!"

Mr. Xu picked up Fubao and went straight to the bank by the river.

At the moment, the dragon boat race on the Jiuqu River.

The eight dragon boats are all at the fastest speed. The drums are beating.

People on the shore are shouting.

Fubao looks at the dragon boat that you are fighting for me to rush forward. Suddenly, he looks across the Jiuqu River. There seems to be a man, a Taoist.

"Dad, Dad,..."

Fubao once again pulled Xu's hair and raised his hand to the other side of the Jiuqu River.

She couldn't really see the person on the other side. She faintly felt that he might be a Taoist. Could he be the bull nose of robbing the road mentioned by the old man?

Mr. Xu looked in the direction of Fubao's fingers and saw the figure opposite.

"Master, master!"

When Mr. Xu saw the man opposite, he immediately called Uncle Lu.

Then, Fubao once saw Lu Shu's skill, the legendary reed crossing the river!

Of course, uncle Lu didn't use reed, but a bamboo pole. He directly cut off the bamboo pole used to hang the signboard in the nearby stall, which became his tool to cross the river.