Chapter 31: Knocking the mountain

When Chen Ping took the bucket and came to the iron lock well, he passed through several shops in Xinghua Lane in the middle, and he was hungry when he didn’t say hello. He was only shy in the bag, and the teenager could only hang his head and line up to pick up the water. There were three families in front of him. When it was his turn, the child was suddenly squatting with a small bucket, and the people behind him were unhappy.
Although it is not embarrassing, it can be said that it is not good to hear. In particular, there is an old man, who is called Ma Mapo. Both sons are very promising. They each have a dragon kiln. Although they are extremely small, they are at the bottom of more than 30 dragon kiln. In the side of Xinghua Lane, it is naturally a wealthy door, but I don’t know why, the relationship between the old lady and the two daughter-in-law is not good. The son-in-law has already moved to the Taoye Lane, and the old man has been living alone. The ancestral home of Xinghua Alley, in the eyes of Chen Ping’s Liu Yangxuan, Ma’s mother has always been a terrible elder, and she is extremely embarrassed, especially young, and she can’t wait to go to the snow outside the big winter house. At home, if a child hits a snowball and uses the snow at her door, or pulls out the ice awl under her house, she can squat on the broom and chase after a few streets.
In the past, these alleys in the west of the town should be able to suppress the arrogance of Ma’s mother-in-law. Now, the widow is said to follow her distant relatives of the devilish man and go to the hometown of the husband’s family. In the past few years, the Ma’s mother, who had already been slightly kind and eye-catching, immediately returned to the rivers and lakes, and whoever caught it was not pleasing to the eye. The prostitutes of Song’s salary came to this, and Ma’s mother immediately began to speak yin and yang, and her voice was not big. She smiled and laughed. She deliberately pulled the family with her wife, saying that some girls’ families could finally open their faces. Anyway, when I walked up the road, my legs couldn't be brought together. This is a big happy event. Finally, I don't have to miss the body of a young lady.
Chen Pingan heard the scalp numb, and it is not good to drive away the wrong Gueremiae. After all, the neighbors have been for so many years. After helping Liu Yuyang fill the two buckets of water, she quickly gave her a bucket of water and thought about leaving the screaming lady. When Ma’s mother saw the Song family’s little sister, she pretended not to hear it, and she was even more annoyed at the time.
This is the case with masters who are most afraid of the fact that the other party does not accept the move at all. If there is a good martial arts, there will be nowhere to go.
In the past, the old man had a fight with the widow, the fox, and lost. The old man felt that his skill was good after each event. The next time he quarreled, he would definitely be able to get back to the field. It’s like the small wave hoof of the mud bottle alley, the second time it’s deliberately boring, but every When the second girl left her eyes, she also showed the meaning of the old man’s extremely uncomfortable. It really made the old man hate his teeth. He wanted to catch her face and save a few teenagers and young men nearby. Everyone wants to hang their souls on the waist of the shameless prostitute.
Especially his grandson, although he has always been a fool in the eyes of outsiders, but even her grandmother recently, I feel that this child is really out of heart, and I talk nonsense all day long. I always say that I will take this mud in the future. The prostitute in the bottle alley, squatting home as a wife, and then I will punch this old man out of a hole.
Seeing the hateful girl did not respond, Ma’s mother-in-law took her mind to the poor teenager and said:
There is no hope of the muddy embryo, killing the mother and having a face to live in the world, knowing that she is destined to have no daughter-in-law, Looking at the niece of someone else’s house, it’s really a pair of dogs and men. It’s just a good match. Anyway, the mud bottle lane is the place where the garbage is planted. The children born later can’t really be the king in the mud bottle alley. Dominate."
Chen Ping thought for a moment, bending down just to put down the burden on his shoulders.
The prostitute, the child, had already put down the bucket early, and strode to the old man who had no fear. The girl said nothing but a slap, and the whole woman was turned around in a circle, dizzy, and gave the woman to the side. Fall. I am not waiting for the old man to return to God, but it is a step forward. The girl’s face is a slap in the face, and the girl swears:
The old thing is not dead, I have been forbearing you for a long time!

The old man shook his head, and he was so angry that he was going to fight back. He didn’t know if it was an illusion. The support of the two women around him was too much effort, so that she could not break away for a while, and the result was the third humiliation. The third shot, bending his finger in the forehead's forehead to knock on the death, "Don't dare to swear, then pull out the tongue of your long tongue, you lick a word, I will use a needle to stab you once!"
The old man was so scared that he forgot to keep his mouth back, not to mention his hand.
The girl turned and walked away quickly and found that the neighbor teenager had helped her with the bucket, smiled and returned to Mud Lane with him.
Waiting for Chen to speak safely, the girl said her death. "Don't thank me, I don't care about you."
Chen Pingan is speechless.
The empty-handed girl, who was wandering there, never thought about taking the bucket back from the sandals boy.
Next to the iron lock well, the old man sat on the ground and dried up. "The little knives of a thousand knives are going to be condemned... My life is so bitter, God doesn't have long eyes, why don't you smash a thunder, kill this? Xiaolang hoof..."
The girl's footsteps are brisk, and her hands are lifted up to the sky with a little gesture.
Fortunately, Chen Ping’s neighbors with her for so many years are not surprising.
When the two went through the shop earlier, Chen Ping saw a familiar back. She was not tall, dressed in blue clothes, and was buying the meat buns that had just been baked. It was steaming and the fragrance was floating all over the street.
Chen Pingan
In the early morning of this morning, I don’t know when it’s the scene of the clouds falling down. It’s extraordinarily thick, like a big man’s quilt, and it’s sunbathing there.
Rumble, the thunder of the town.
On the other side of the iron lock well, Ma Mapo sneaked up and hurriedly ran home. The small bucket swayed and sprinkled the well water all the way. It is estimated that there will be no half barrels of water left after arriving home.
It’s about the old man’s knowledge that if God is really open, the first thunder will fall on her head.
After Chen Heian heard the thunder, he looked up and looked confused. It was not like signs of rain.
The young girl smiled and said: "My young master said that he had seen it in the book. It is rumored that in the early spring, there will be a heavenly body wearing a golden armor, screaming at the clouds, resigning the old and welcoming the new, shocking the evil, to report the new spring."
Chen Ping nodded and said: "There are so many young masters in your family."
The girl sighed. "My young master is all good, just lazy, and then I like to swear by God, I think this is not good."
Chen Pingan has no habit of saying people right and wrong, and he has nothing to say about it. Next door Song salary has a strange temper that persists for many years, that is, oh God, it is a way with the horse mother, and the thief does not open his eyes. However, the readers also have the attention of the scholars. When the wind and snow nights, thunderstorms, and the sky are full of Caixia, this is the three unsuccessful wages of the Song. He said that he is going to take advantage of God’s war, and he will swear at him, and God will not listen. When you arrive, you won't be angry, and his salary in the Song can also be relieved and he will do both.
Seeing Chen Ping’s failure to talk, Qiugui seems to be casually saying: "You didn't go home last night, go to Liu Yuyang?"
Chen Ping nodded: "It is inconvenient to have guests at home."
She asked coldly: "Right, did Mr. Qi meet with you and say something?"
Chen Pingan asked: "Why do you ask?"
She smiled innocently: "Whenever I go out to fetch water, I just met Mr. Qi and said that it was a morning walk, and asked me if you were not at home. I answered it truthfully."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I accidentally met Mr. Qi before, and Mr. told me a few common words. It means that I should go to school with Liu Yuyang. I can only say that the family is poor, no. The matter of the law, otherwise I am willing to study."
Juvenile doubts: "Is this?"
Chen Ping looked at her eyes and smiled and asked: "Or do you think?"
She laughed.
The two separated at the corner of the street. Jiugui took the bucket and went to the mud bottle lane. Chen Ping returned to Liu Yuyang’s house. After that, he went to the east gate of the city to pick up a letter, a penny, if he had the business early. It is estimated that Chen’s feet have been swayed by the foot of the 100-mile mountain. It is estimated that the daughter-in-law has already had enough.
On the mouth of the mud bottle, the child saw that his young master stood there and yawned.
She walked quickly and curiously said: "Don, how come you?"
Song’s salary slowly stretched out and lazily said:
It’s boring to stay.

She whispered: "When is the new supervisor, when will the official be returned to the town? Can we go to Beijing after that?"
Song raised his salary and thought about it. "It’s just a matter of ten days."
Juvenile still hesitated, and the small bucket in his hand was also swaying.
Song collects a smile and asks: "Oh, what do you think?"
She lived and lived: "The son, can the local county magistrate lend me a slogan? For one or two nights, I can read the word well, and the province has got the glimpse of the capital, which is despised. When I get tired, I can tell jokes.

Song’s salary was dumbfounded, and after a little thought,
I’m embarrassed to say something, but remember to wash your hands before you flip the book, don’t get dirt on the pages, then watch the candle oil drip up, there’s nothing else you need. Note that a book that 'supplied' is broken."
Jiugui smiled brilliantly: "The slaves thanked the son!"
Song set a happy salary, and laughed and said: "Come and come, the son helps you to raise water."
Juveniles dodge a bit, and the color is correct: "The son! Don't you say that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen? These chores, where the son can touch, if I pass it out, I will be stabbed by neighbors!"
Song collected a smile and said: "The rules, the truth, the etiquette and these things, fooling others to scare, the son I..."
Having said that, this book of books growing in the alleys is no longer said.
She is curious: "What is the son?"
Song Salary resumed the cynical smile and pointed his finger at himself. "The son of me, in fact, is a farmer, giving a field to a ridge, a line, dividing it, then letting people sow, diverting water, I will wait for the harvest, year after year, just like this!"
She is confused.
Song set salary laughed.
The boy suddenly converges with a smile, a serious saying: "Jiao Gui, is the surname Chen's bucket for you?"
The prostitute nodded and looked innocent.
The youngsters have a long-term heart: "There was a sage who once said that it is not right to treat the strangeness of a stranger as a rare treasure, but to treat all the people close to him as a matter of righteousness and to turn a blind eye to it."
The prostitute is more ignorant and confused, "Ah?"
The young man licked his chin and said to himself: "I didn't even hear what I meant, let me know how to pick up the young master. Is it good to go to the capital, to change a smarter, more understanding and beautiful water?" Hey?"
The prostitute couldn’t help but laugh out. She didn’t put the threat of her own young master on her heart and debunked the truth:
The young master actually wants to wait for me to ask, who is the sage of the university? Master, I know, it’s you. Well!"
Song’s salary was hearty and laughed.
Know me, I’m also a child!


Inside the school, the middle-aged Confucian is sitting in danger. All the black and white pieces on the chessboard in front of him are in the thunder of spring and turned into powder.
The young children in the town catch the slate fish in the creek. There is a way to hold the stone in the stream with a hammer and the fish hiding in the bottom of the stone will be stunned and surfaced.
It is similar to the so-called knocking on the mountain.
But if you want to warn a saint, you have to act against the sky and take care of the avenue.
Then the heavy weapon that matches the identity between heaven and earth, probably only the mighty thunder.