Chapter 8: Valerian

After Chen Ping returned to the yard, his eyelids had been jumping, his left eye was jumping, and his right eye was jumping.
So Chen Ping sat on the threshold and began to imagine that he was pulling the billet, his hands hanging, and soon the sandals and teenagers entered the state of forgetfulness. Juvenile diligence is on the one hand, this move can be hungry, it is also very important, so Chen Pingan has developed a habit of pulling things with a heart. The most important thing about burning porcelain is that before the kiln is opened, no one knows the glaze and shape of a porcelain. In the end, whether it fits with the heart and can only be resigned. However, before the kiln is burned, the billet is undoubtedly the most important thing, but Chen Pingan is considered by Yao Laotou to be a poor qualification. Most of them are doing some physical exercises for practicing mud. Chen Pingan can only observe it carefully and then practice it himself. Mud, pull the billet yourself, look for the feel.
The next door of the courtyard sounded the sound of the firewood door. It turned out that the Song salary was returned to the school with a niece, and the handsome boy sprinted easily across the low wall. After squatting, the palms were released, all the stones of the size of the fingernails. , various colors, such as sheep fat, bean green, white peony and so on. This kind of worthless stone, of different sizes, can be seen everywhere in the small town creek. Among them, a kind of bright red stone like chicken blood is the most pleasing, and Mr. Qi Qi has carved a piece for his disciple Zhao Wei. Seal, Song set salary feels quite eye-catching, several times want to take things with the guy, the other party will not live or die.
Song’s salary throws a stone, and the strength is not heavy. He is on the chest of Chen Ping’an, and the latter is indifferent.
Lost again, this time I lost the forehead of the sandals boy, Chen Pingan is still standing still.
Song’s salary is not strange to this. It’s awkward, and a stone of seven or eight has been thrown out. Although Song’s salary intentionally made Chen Ping’s painful distraction, he still did not directly slap Chen’s arm and fingers. Because the Song salary set feels that this is the victory.
Song collected salary and lost the stone, and shot the palm of his hand. Chen Pingan exhaled a breath, shook his wrist, and ignored the salary of the Song Dynasty. He thought about it and lowered his head. The left hand and the five fingers were used to hold the knife.
The skill of jumping-knife is not among the old potters in the town. However, Lao Yao’s jumping-knife technique, no matter who sees it, will give a thumbs up.
Lao Yaotou received a few apprentices, and there was no way to make the old man truly satisfied. When he arrived at Liu Yuyang, he thought that he had found someone who could inherit the clothes. When Liu Yuyang practiced before, Chen Ping’s life would be staring at him as long as he had nothing to do.
Liu Yuyang's best face, only know that Chen Pingkou is tight, he often used the secret of Lao Yao to shock the latter. For example, "If you want the knife to go steady, your hand should not be rigid. In the final analysis, The heart is steady."
However, when Chen Ping asked what was the heart, Liu Yuyang grabbed it.
Song paid for a while, feeling boring, and jumped off the wall into the house.
The prostitute is standing by the wall. If she doesn't cripple, she just reveals the upper half of her face. Even so, it is already faintly visible that the girl is a beautiful woman.
She thought about it, gently picking up the heel, her eyes fell on the poor teenagers, and finally found two favorite stones on the ground, a color scarlet and clear, a white and shiny, all her son lost only of.
She hesitated a moment, pressed down the voice, and lived alive: "Chen Ping, can you help me pick up the two stones, I like it."
Chen Pingan slowly raised his head, his hand did not stop, still very stable, his eyes signaled her to wait a moment.
Jiugui smiled abruptly, such as the first green buds on the branches after the spring, very beautiful.
Only the teenager has already bowed his head and missed the moving scene.
Her mouth curled up, and her eyes were full of brilliance, and there seemed to be a very subtle living thing in it.
When Chen Pingan stopped the matter and asked which two stones were in the end, the eyes of the prostitute Qiugui returned to normal. As always, it was as soft as the spring after the rain.
In accordance with the direction pointed by her finger, Chen Pingan picked up the two stones and walked to the wall. She just raised her hand and the sandals and teenagers had placed the stones on the wall.
She picked up two stones and held them tightly in the palm of her hand.
If someone is deliberately looking for this thing, it is a needle in a haystack.
Even if there are people who are unintentional, they are like the rotten goods in the bad streets. They are at your fingertips.
Chen Pingxiao asked: "Is not afraid that the nose worms are stuck in your door for a long time?"
She did not admit that her son had stolen other people's things, but she did not seem to deny the facts and laughed and said nothing.
There is a pair of mother and son in the mud bottle lane, the truss of the two people, the town is invincible, and only the Song salary can make a move with them. Among them, the children are particularly stubborn. They are hung with two slugs all year round. They like to go to the creek to fish and smash the stones. The caught fish are kept in a large water tank, and the stones are stacked next to the water tank. Song set salary just likes to provoke this little thorn, every three to five to go and pick up a few stones, can not see a day or two, but can not stand the Song salary often touched, once the child confirmed that they have less baby, Will fry hair, like the little wild cat on the tail, can squat outside the courtyard, his mother never persuaded, but will be able to ignite the fire, specifically deliberately smashed the Song salary is the former supervision The matter of being an illegitimate child, on several occasions, the Song salary was irritated, and he almost squatted on the bench to go out and dry, and the niece was said to be arrogant.
Suddenly, a sharp voice rang, "Song collects salary and collects salary, come and rape, your house niece and Chen Pingzheng are eyebrows, and it is obvious that you are hooked up! You will not care about your house, maybe she is tonight. Just flip the wall and knock the door of Chen Ping! Get out quickly, hey, Chen Ping’s hands touched the little girl’s face, you didn’t see it, Chen Ping’s smile was thief disgusting...

Song’s salary did not show up at all. He shouted directly in the house:
What is this? I saw Chen Ping’s kiss with your mother last night. After I bumped it, Chen Ping’s paws were taken from your mother’s collar. I’m so hard to 'pull out', this also blames your mother, her there, it’s too spectacular and too full, and pity Chen’s peace is full of sweat...

Someone in the alley is squatting at the gate of the Song Collection, and he is angry: "Song collects salary, comes out, singles out! You lose, you give me the child to be a child, and feed me a bed every day!" If I lose, I will give Chen Pingan to you, the right person, what? If you dare not, whoever dare not shrink the tortoise!"
In the house, Song’s salary is lazy: "Let's go cool! You told me to turn over the yellow calendar. Today is not suitable for playing son, Gu Yu, you are lucky!"
The children outside the house slammed the door. "Xiao Gui, you followed such a young master, and you are aggrieved. You still run away with Liu Yuyang. Anyway, the stupid big look at your eyes is like eating you."
The girlish child turned to the house.
Inside the house, Song’s salary is carefully wiping a green gourd. It is an old object of unknown age. It is also one of the
home products
left by the Song Daren. Song’s salary was not at first heartfelt. Later, it was unintentionally discovered that it was thunderstorm. In the day, the gourd creaked, but after Song’s salary was removed, no matter how it waved and shook, there was nothing slipping out, pouring water into it, pouring sand, pouring water or sand, not much. A little bit. Song set salary is really no more, plus the slutty mother who was once taken care of by the door, a illegitimate child who has no support for her mother, and she was upset, and Song paid a knife to the gourd. The result was slashing, and the result was that the juvenile was stunned, the blade had been rolled, the gourd was still intact, and traces of traces were left.
In a letter burned by Song’s salary in his early years, he wrote:
The gold, silver and copper coins moved by the official office to the small courtyard ensure that your servants and servants have nothing to worry about. In their spare time, you can collect some antiques that you can see. When the town is small, the grain can raise the stomach, the books can raise the air, the scenery can raise the eye, and the loneliness can raise the heart. From today, everyone will listen to the fate, and the dragon will be in the Yuan, and there will be a blessing in the future."
Although Song’s salary is resentful to the man, but the money does not cost the day to thunder, in the simple town of the folk customs, it is very difficult to want to be big and big. For many years, Song’s salary has really liked the bad business. Full of Dangdang a large lacquer box, all the green door hoist such a side door. However, Song’s salary has a mysterious and mysterious intuition, a large box, a variety of objects, more than 30 items, this gourd is the most expensive, then a rusty purple bell, shaking, clearly seeing the hammer hit the inner wall It should have been a crisp sound, but it was silent, so that Song’s salary was both horrible and amazed. Finally, there is a quaint teapot of "Hawthorn" that has been set down. The rest of the objects, Song's salary is like a shallow, not to fall in love at first sight.
The child named Gu Yu stood outside the door, yelling and suffocating.
It didn't take long for the buzz to stop.
Then Chen Ping saw that the guy suddenly pushed open his door, panicked, slammed the door, and squatted at the door, constantly giving himself a look, and he was going to pick him up.
Chen Ping’an was not clear, but the cat ran to the child’s waist and whispered and asked:
Gu Yu, what do you do? Also provoke your mother to get angry?

The child pumped his nose and pressed his voice down. "Chen Pingan, I told you, I just met a weirdo. The white bowl in his hand can always pour water out. You see, it’s so big. Bowl, I saw him pouring water for an hour! The guy just stopped passing through the mouth of the mud bottle alley, it seems to stop, it is not to see me? Miserable..."
The child's hands crossed the size of the white bowl, and then patted the chest and said: "It’s really scary to kill him."
Chen Pingan asked: "Are you talking about the storyteller under the banyan tree?"
The child nodded hard. "No, the old man's hand is not a few pounds, even I can't afford it, but the broken bowl is really awkward, and the monks are very good!"
The child suddenly caught Chen’s arm.
Chen Pingan, I really didn’t lie to you this time! I can swear, if you lie to you, let Song’s salary not die!

Chen Ping erected a finger and made a squeaking gesture.
The child immediately shuts up.
There was a footstep outside the door, which gradually sounded and gradually fell.
One thing drops one thing.
The child who was not afraid of being afraid of the day, sat down on the ground, rubbed his face and rubbed his face, and his face turned white. Obviously, the slug named Gu Yu was really scared to death.
The child asked coldly: "Chen Pingan, the guy will not go to my house? What?"
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "I will go back to your home to see you?"
The child probably waited for Chen Ping’s words, suddenly got up, and sat down, crying and sulking: "Chen Pingan, my legs are soft and can't move."
Chen Ping stood up and bent down to pull the child's back collar. He held the child in one hand and opened the door with one hand and walked out of the yard.
The child's home is not far from here, and it is a hundred steps away. Sure enough, Gu Yu saw that the old man was in his yard, and his mother had even given the old man a stool.
At that moment, the child felt that the sky had collapsed, so he chose to hide behind Chen Ping and let the tall man go up.
Chen Pingan did not let the child down, and intentionally or unintentionally guarded him.
When the bear child Gu Yu took Chen’s cuffs, he was full of pride without any reason.
The old man did not care about this, sitting on the bench, thinking a little, the white bowl in his hand disappeared from the air.
Gu Yu immediately and his legs were soft, and the whole person hid behind Chen Ping’an and fought.
The old man looked at the strange rural village woman, and looked at the frowning sandals boy, and finally said to the child who shrunk his head: "Little baby, do you know what is in your tank?"
The child shouted after Chen Ping’s body: "There are still cockroaches, the fish and shrimps I have touched from the creek, and the muddy scorpion that I have caught in the fields! If you like it, take it away, you are welcome..."
The child’s voice is getting lower and lower, and it’s obviously not enough.
The woman licked her hair and looked at Chen Ping, softly saying: "Peace."
Chen Pingan understood her meaning, took care of her head, and then turned and left.
In the depths of the woman’s eyes, there is a glimpse of this straw-shoe boy.
She abandoned the distracting thoughts and turned to the old man and asked: "This immortal teacher from afar, is this opportunity to buy, or to grab?"
The old man shook his head and smiled: "Buy? I can't afford it. Grab? I can't take it."
The woman also shook her head. "It used to be so, not necessarily in the future."
The old man who was originally idle was heard about this statement. If he was struck by lightning, he suddenly swung his sleeves and the five fingers moved like a fly.
The old man sighed and sighed: "Where is this!"
The woman's face was indifferent, and she smiled and said: "Xian Chang thought that this town can have a few good people?"
The old man stood up and looked at the child who understood it. It seemed that he had made a big decision. His wrists shook and the white bowl reappeared.
The old man walked to the side of a large tank with a height of half a person and quickly scooped a bowl of water in the water tank.
Although the woman was calmed down, the palms were all sweat.
The old man sat back on the stool and waved to Gu Yu: "Little baby, come over."
The child looked at her mother, and she nodded, full of encouragement.
After the child approached, the old man blew a sigh of relief into the water in the bowl.
The old man smiled and said: "Open your mouth."
At the same time, the old man took a touch and found out a piece of eucalyptus leaves from the child.
Two fingers are vain, not real grip.
The child subconsciously screamed.
The old man slammed into a bullet, and the lush green leaves fell into the child's mouth.
The child was on the spot and found that there was nothing unusual in his mouth.
The old man did not give him the opportunity to ask, pointing to the white bowl that the palm of his hand was asked. "Look carefully at what is there."
Gu Yu’s eyes widened and looked at it. First, I saw a tiny black dot, and then gradually became a slightly eye-catching black line. It eventually grew stronger and seemed to become a khaki small muddy, in white. The bowl of water in the bowl, cheerfully rolling.
The child with a paste of brains is fascinated and exclaimed: "I remember it! I am from Chen Pingan..."
The woman slaps on her son's face and screams: "Shut up!"
The old man is not surprised by this. He said: "My master's monk, for the sake of the longevity, is a big rebellion. This is not a fight. It is not so nervous, it should be your son, you can't escape, you shouldn't be the boy. I can't keep it."
This child named Gu Yu is under 40 pounds.
However, the weight of its "root bone" is incredible.
Therefore, when the old man who was in charge of the magical powers, he used the exception to display the ancestral mystery and weighted it, and naturally he would not care.
This is the premise of his acceptance.
Otherwise, the three-year-old child, holding the gold through the market, is not looking for a dead end?
The old man smiled and his eyes were cold. He said slowly: "Of course, even if it was originally a teenager, what about it? Now that the old man is sitting in the house, it is not his."
If the child is chilling, the teeth tremble.
The woman is relieved.
The old man re-changed the kind and kind face. "Child, this bowl, with the whole river, still has a small cockroach. From now on, you are my rumored disciple."
"The old man is a ‘true lord’, only half a step is the ancestor of ‘opening’, although it is the next... In short, you will naturally understand the weight of the four words of Zhenjun and Kaizong.

The old man laughed and said: "It will only be heavier than this bowl of water."
The child suddenly cried. "This is not right! It is Chen Pingan!"
The woman was upset and angry, raised her arms high, and taught the dumb son of the lard.
The old man waved his hand and smiled. He said lightly: "It is not a bad thing to have this heart."
The child lowered his head and wiped the tears with his back and his nose.
The woman quietly looked at the old man.
The old man smiled and nodded.
In the same way, everything is in the air.
After the child looked up, his mother, and the half-way Master who fell from the sky inexplicably, was a faint smile.
When the child turned his head and Chen Ping left, he did not forget to close the courtyard door.

The town is like a cropland, catching up with the big year and the harvest season.
However, some people, just a sedge of grass in the rice, have been seen, there is no second eye.
For example, a loaf of teenagers walking alone in the mud bottle lane.