Chapter 44 Who else can I do if I have great luck?

It is naturally disastrous to bring money home.

Yun Zhao was severely punished by his mother again, and his mother spat on her son, firmly believing that a father like him must be like him. His father is a pervert, and his son should be **. He knew to steal a beauty home at the age of seven...

Yun Zhao did not defend himself. He felt that being beaten up by his mother was the best, most convenient and most troublesome way to solve the problem.

Sure enough, when Yun Zhao proposed to hand over the money to Mr. Xu and serve Mr. Xu's daily life, his mother felt a little embarrassed.

"Son, do you feel pain?"

Yun Zhao lay on the kang and looked through the account book, and his mother asked her son carefully while slashing the door.

Yun Zhao sighed and said, "I know I will hurt, but you can't be more gentle when you start?"

"I thought..."

"Why? I am only seven years old, how can you wrongly accuse me so much? Qian Duoduo was snatched back by Uncle Hu, and it can also be said that Uncle Hu rescued from the clutches of the brothel.

What is the consequence of such a beautiful daughter falling into a robber's nest?

Have I done my best to do good deeds?

It would be fine if the people in the village pointed at me, but you even hit me..."

Yun Zhao wiped a handful of tears that did not exist and continued to look through the account book. His butt had suffered countless blows recently and he had no pain.

"Okay, okay, okay, this time it's my mother's fault. Son, you didn't think about returning this daughter to her parents?

The child is gone, how sad it should be for parents.”

Yun Zhao moved his butt and changed into a comfortable position and smiled: "If I lose it, you will be crazy. Qian Duoduo himself was sold by his parents. How sad do you think you can be?

If she stays in our house, she can grow up happily. If she wants to do whatever she wants to do after she grows up, our family will do good deeds to the end, and there is no shortage of her stuttering."

Yun Niang frowned and said, "This child is polite, but he looks so charming. Tsk, those peach blossom eyes are now flowing, and I feel pity for them. If I grow up, it will be great."

"I am just a vixen, and I am also preparing to develop in the direction of a vixen. Whatever I look like is Mr. Xu's trouble. Let's watch the fun together."

Yun Niang smiled and rubbed to her son's side, secretly looked at her butt. Seeing that it was just red and swollen, she smiled and said, "You just left, and my mother has sent Mr. Xu's letter away through the inn, and she spent 600 more money for this."

Yun Zhao put down the account book and nodded and said, "As long as I can find what I want, don't say 600 yuan, 60,000 yuan is worth?"

Yun Niang smiled and said, "There is really the kind of crop that my son mentioned? It was not made up by you? Son, tell my mother if it was told by the wild boar spirit."

Yun Zhao sat upright, and his butt felt sore again. He simply leaned his body against the quilt and said, "Some."

Yun Niang continued to lean against her son, lowered her voice and said, "Can she really produce 10,000 kilograms?"

Yun Zhao sighed and said, "If a man named Yuan is planted, the yield of 10,000 kilograms per mu will only make the old man sad and cry. Recently, I heard that he had just planted rice in the saline-alkali land... The yield of wheat is much higher than that in our paddy fields."

Yun Niang pushed her son angrily and said, "I'll just deceive your mother, but to be honest, you are just a lazy child. What can make you so care about should be a good thing, right?"

Yun Zhao frowned and said, "I am not sure, nor do I expect that acre of land will produce 10,000 kilograms per acre. I only hope that there will be 3,000 kilograms, and I will be satisfied."

"Three thousand jin? How is this possible?"

"What's impossible? Doesn't the pumpkin in our field produce 2,000 kilograms per acre of land? It's also a good thing that came from the Red Haired Kingdom."

"Pumpkins are melons and vegetables, and they can't be eaten as food."

"Potatoes and sweet potatoes can be eaten as rice. Among them, potatoes are the best. They are not only vegetables, but also staple food. Sweet potatoes are too sweet... However, it is really good to eat sweet potato leaves as green vegetables.

As for corn, it is real food, which is better than millet."

Yun Niang smiled and said proudly: "How about it, how about this gentleman you have found? I only knew that he was good at learning, but I didn't expect that he was the younger brother of Minister Xu. My child can follow the path of this Minister in the future for the examination of the sciences."

Yun Zhao shook his head and said, "Since this minister abandoned his identity as a Confucian scholar, if others knew that the child was related to this minister Xu, there would be no hope for the scholar to be taken as a scholar."

Yun Niang was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said, "Why are Han Jialang, why are you the name of a savage?"

Yun Zhao shook the account book in his hand and said, "Mom, let's go to Xi'an!"

Yun Niang frowned and said, "Don't you dislike the people from your grandfather's family?"

Yun Zhao smiled bitterly and said, "I want to buy some iron materials and create some weapons. Most of the people in the village now have only hoes and forks, or wooden forks!"

Yun Niang said solemnly: "Are you really going to be a robber?"

Yun Zhao shook his head and said, "It's not necessarily a robber. It mainly depends on whether it is a good person or a robber.

Regardless of whether the child is a robber or not, the Yin clan's military equipment really needs to be replaced. Otherwise, you will not use it if you build the stone wall to a height of 80 feet at the entrance of the village."

Yun Niang shook her head and said, "There are iron materials in Xi'an, but weapons are not allowed to be made. This is a taboo."

"I know that farm tools are not prohibited..."

"We have farm tools!"

"You must have never seen solid farm tools."

"What do our family want to do with solid farm tools?"

"I just want iron!"

"Oh! It still costs a lot of money, our family may not have it."

"So, I'm going to Xi'an Prefecture to see if there is any place to make money."

"Where do you, a child, know how to do business?"

"I'm a wild boar spirit!"

Yun Zhao quickly ended the topic with his mother, put on his shoes and went outside the door.

Qian Duoduo was wearing a coarse cloth dress and was staring at the pomegranate tree in the yard in a daze.

The pomegranates in late summer are already the size of fists. In two months, the pomegranates will mature. This is what many children in the Yun family hope for.

"Do you like to eat pomegranates?"

"I like it, but I don't have many opportunities to eat pomegranate."

"I have always wanted to ask you, how did you, a native of Yangzhou, learn to speak Guanzhong dialect?"

"I not only know Yangzhou dialect, but also speak Shuzhong dialect and Mandarin. Before I was sold to Guanzhong, my mother sent someone to teach me how to learn Guanzhong dialect."

“What is your name?”

Qian Duoduo shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand.

“how are you?”

Qian Duoduo's eyes were blurred. He probably tried his best to identify where this was. After a long time, she still shook her head, but she didn't understand.

Yun Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. If this girl could talk to him again, he would be ready to ask her WeChat account.

"What did you say just now? Why do you look a little like the words of the Red Maiden Kingdom?"

"Huh? Have you ever seen a red-haired Chinese?"

"I've seen it, there are ones in Yangzhou, which is not unusual."

Yun Zhao pondered for a moment and said decisively to Qian Duoduo: "From the future, we must learn what they say."

"Don't you tell me? Why do you want me to learn? The red-haired Chinese people have red hair and green eyes like ghosts, so I don't learn."

Yun Zhao smiled bitterly and said, "I will say something about a little red-haired Chinese."

When he thought of Britain who was still in the civil war, he felt that he had not learned Dutch and Spanish was a loss.

“Who taught?”

"Boar spirit!"

"Love people!"

"Hmph, when I show my true form one day, I will be as change as a mountain to scare you to death! Just like you, it's not enough for me to step on it."

"Are you Zhu Gangli?"

"Huh? Have you actually watched "Journey to the West"?"

"Huh? You actually know "Journey to the West"?"

"I heard from the storyteller."

"I'm reading a book!"

"Oh, come and show me."

"After I finished watching it, I burned a fire!"

"I've fought with you..."

Mr. Yuanshou tapped the chess piece gently, looking very leisurely. Yunfu had been waiting for a while, so he was not in a hurry.

"The immortal guides the way!"

Yun Zhao pushed the soldiers.

Mr. Yuanshou remained unmoved and played chess with a bad chess game like Yun Zhao, which was completely insulted by his chess skills.

His opponent is Yun Fu. Both of them are famous chess worlds who have taken several steps in one step. The understanding of target chess has long exceeded the concept of victory or defeat.

After Mr. Yuanshou returned to his throne, he whispered: "Why, have you inspected your kingdom?"

Yun Zhao nodded and said, "Poor!"

Mr. Yuanshou pretended to be two sides playing chess. After he got entangled, he raked the stack of chess pieces in his hand and kept slapping.

"Poor? That's right. If your family is a robber, I will only advise you to destroy your ambitions and think about how to be rich for a lifetime."

"Why?"

After taking another move, Mr. Xu said leisurely: "It hurts Tianhe! Oh my God, don't look at him often, once he opens his eyes, it's really a vast net of heaven that is not leaked.

Look at Cao Cao back then, you will know that if you lose your luck, the outcome will be difficult to predict."

"You mean, everyone in the world relies on luck to make a living?"

Mr. Yuanshou ate a dark horse in a car, looked up at Yun Zhao and said, "Many people hope that luck is on their own."
Chapter completed!