Chapter 17: The Head Cup Respects the Heroic Soul

If you are too young, you will be despised!

They thought that age and experience were the symbols of maturity, but they didn't know that what Yun Zhao wanted most now was to truly return to childhood and live again.

Not only does the body become smaller, but the mind should also become smaller at the same time.

In his memories, most of the best moments happened in childhood. Whether it is the bugs in his dream breaking out of their cocoons and becoming butterflies, flapping their wings at the sun, or bounced the glass ball into the pit, they are the best memories.

Now, after a day of hard work, Yun Zhao should have cried loudly. Now, he can only smile on his face and scatter the water stains on the brush with ease. He inserts the brush into the bamboo tube like a sword putting a sword into a sheath, and then walks into the dim room, washes his feet, and falls asleep.

Adults will also feel pain when young children feel pain, but adults can tolerate it, which is a tragic thing.

When dawn was dawn, Yun Zhao naturally woke up.

After breakfast, he put four huge millet buns into his arms and left the inner house.

This time, the big white goose just followed two steps tentatively. Then, seeing Yun Zhao coming towards him fearlessly, the big white goose walked back timidly, pretending to be nothing, and taking a calm step.

"Son, are you going to help Yunjuan and the others build a house again?"

Yun Niang got up earlier and stood under the apricot tree in the yard to move her waist. It seemed that she had been doing it for a while. Her cheeks were flushed and she was slightly sweating.

The movement is slightly larger, and her small feet will be revealed, like two lonely and thin feet in a compass, without any beauty.

Seeing his son looking at his feet again, Yun Niang shyly pulled her feet back to the bottom of her skirt.

"Your feet are so ugly!"

Yun Zhao complained, turned around and ran away.

"From you a big-footed wife in the future..."

Yun Niang's curse came from behind, and Yun Zhao naturally didn't care. He liked to see normal feet.

There are obviously fewer people coming to help Yun Juan and Yunshu build a house today... This is completely within Yun Zhao's expectations.

Sometimes, a very simple thing can reveal the essence of human nature.

The number of people who came to help build the house was more than thirteen, which made Yun Zhao happier. After carefully looking at the extra people, he gave Yun Juan the millet buns. The Yunshu brothers took the lead in entering the construction site.

The shelves were built yesterday, and what we need to do today is laying thatch on the thin purlins.

The first time you only need to lay it down, and the second time you need to mix the thatch and mud together.

There was no tiles, only thatched roof. Yun Yang was heavy and could not be able to go up to the roof. So, he didn't know where he found a stone hammer and worked hard to raise the ground.

During the work, Mr. Xu accidentally passed by the construction site, took his yellow dog to take a walk by the stream.

It seems that the order of building a house is not wrong.

More and more people are watching the building of the house, many people come up with ideas, and almost no one comes to help. As the house gradually takes shape, fewer people talk, and replaced by a strong sense of envy.

Yun Juan's two relatives seemed to have something to say, but Yun Zhao took a look and then stepped down embarrassedly. However, when Yun Zhao and his friends made the walls with wooden boards and started to make mud on them, they bravely stood up.

"Master, this is..."

"Get out! If you dare to make the idea of ​​this house, I will dare to burn your house in a fire! I will also ask my mother to take back your land and drive you out of the village!"

Yun Zhao used his identity as a landlord bully for the first time, and the effect was very good. Yun Juan's two relatives retreated and finally couldn't find anyone.

After a whole day, the house has basically been formed. All you have to do is wait for the mud to dry out and then install doors and windows.

Yunjuan and Yunshu brothers were still immersed in ecstasy. Any imperfect place on the wall was scraped flat by their brothers with their hands, and they were immersed in such work.

"You made me look at you with admiration!"

Mr. Xu always speaks concisely.

"It is appropriate for the superiors to use means. This time, the sound and emotion you use are full of beauty, which is beyond my expectations.

Are you ready for the assault?”

Yun Zhao nodded.

Mr. Xu smiled and looked very good, even fascinated Yun Zhao.

A cup of light yellow tea was pushed to Yun Zhao, which was regarded as treating him as an adult.

"I don't know if this is right or not. The book says to treat people with sincerity!"

"Huh? When did you read Mr. Chen Yi's "Record of the Destiny"?"

Yun Zhao was confused and didn't know how to answer.

Mr. Xu thought for a moment, then recited: "Zhang Gongmao was the chief magistrate of Nanjing Imperial College. A supervisor asked for leave. He asked to ask for it with all his strength to pick the firewood and would go and ask for it. The Duke was shocked when he heard it and said, "What can I do if I lose the salary? "I am worried about it. I hope I will get it back. I regret it very much in this life, saying, "Don't you treat me with sincerity, how can I forgive me?" I will return my life tomorrow and apologize."

Yun Zhao was shocked and used an idiom casually. The gentleman immediately knew the source and must be careful in his words and actions in the future.

"This book is extremely rare. I didn't expect that your Yun family has a collection of books. It's just that Chen Yi is too pedantic and should not imitate too much."

"The students intimidated Yun Juan's relatives again today!"

"It's done well, the villagers are ignorant, and the intimidation methods are very useful, otherwise they will be entangled."

"So, what I did today is right?"

"Yes, you are better than I thought, but Yun Yu, the mirror cannot reflect on himself, the Heng cannot control himself, the sword cannot strike himself, you cannot complacent, do you know?"

Yun Zhao smiled and said, "Yun Zhao won't be proud of himself."

Mr. Xu laughed and said, "Go and have a tea. Since you manage the matter by yourself, you should face it bravely. Just a fight is enough, and I won't plead for you."

After drinking tea, Yun Zhao returned to the backyard leisurely. The gentleman said that, he stretched his head and shook his head or shook it. It would be better to admit it. It would not be too late to cry when his butt hurts.

Today, Yun Zhao was still eating voraciously, but the meal was extremely uneasy because his mother would always poke her feet under the table and kick him.

After sprinkling all the soup on the lapel, Yun Zhao looked at his mother and said, "Your feet are very beautiful."

When Yun Niang heard this, she immediately became dazzled and peeled an egg for her son. Her feet were once her husband's favorite part, but she was criticized by her son, which made it difficult for Yun Niang to accept.

"Mom shouldn't say that you want to marry a big-footed wife today."

"I heard that Empress Taizu was full of big feet, so I also want to marry a big feet wife."

"It will be laughed at."

"They know nothing!"

Yun Zhao simply ended the discussion about women's feet.

"The day after tomorrow, I will start learning "Hundred Family Names".

"You can recite it, right?"

"Yes."

“Can you write?”

"Some words are still very rare."

"Then you have to write more."

"Well, when will that Liu Zongmin come?"

"There are two days left, why, you have something to do with him?"

Yun Zhao put down his job and said, "I need twenty good knives to practice martial arts!"

Yun Niang covered her mouth and shouted, "Children use wooden swords when practicing martial arts, what kind of steel sword do they use?"

Yun Zhao smiled and said, "We just go to the sand to find iron sand and find blacksmiths to smel. I want to make a knife by myself, and everyone will make a knife by themselves."

When Yun Niang heard that she didn't need to produce iron materials at home, she felt much more relieved. She just paid a little more craftsman's wages, which was nothing.

Seeing that his son was sitting opposite him and started to daze again, Yun Niang poked his son with her foot and said, "Our ancestors have passed on many swords and swords. I will take you to see them."

Yun Zhao nodded repeatedly, turned over and got off the kang, and helped his mother put on her shoes attentively, and dragged her mother to rush to see the sword.

"The key to the arsenal is Yunfu."

The mother and son came to the atrium excitedly and saw Yun Fu squatting on the garden wall smoking like a vulture.

"Uncle Fu, I want to see the swords passed down from my ancestors!"

Yun Fu looked at Yun Zhao and his son indifferently and said, "Young master is not qualified to see now. The eldest lady is a woman, so it's not good to see that the sword and weapon are not good."

Yun Zhao was disappointed and looked at his mother. Yun Niang curled her lips to her son and said, "Uncle Fu is in charge of the arsenal. If he doesn't agree, he can't do anything about it."

Yun Zhao was a little unwilling to give up and asked Yun Fu with his head raised: "Uncle Fu, when will I be qualified to see those swords?"
Chapter completed!