Although Ningfu is not in Taixiang Street and Xuanzang Street, the house is really not small.

Chen Pingan helped the three people to choose three houses. Cao Qing is a practicing gentleman, so the position is the most stressful, the aura can not be weak, but there must be a sword that can not be too heavy, otherwise Cao Qing is the bottleneck of Dongfu, and will soon be in the sea. The monk in the world happens to be the most unwilling to be a foreigner in the Jiancheng Great Wall. Fortunately, Chen Ping’s peace and quiet on Ningfu, where Cao Qing should live, what are the subtle considerations and the emphasis on the big things, these things, Ning Yao let Chen Ping’s decision, no need to be Ningfu Ning Yao of the owner said that there is no need for Chen Ping, who is still half an outsider, to ask.

Saving money is like a little yellow bird, making up his mind and wandering around the teacher.

Chen Pingan first worried that the money would delay the retreat of Ning Yao. As a result, Ning Yao came to the road, when he was practicing, when was not a retreat. Chen Pingan had nothing to say. Ning Yao took the money to see the secret library used by Ningfu to collect the magical treasures and the artifacts on the mountain. He said that he would send a money to meet him, and he would pick up the money and then she would rather Yao picked another one and received a gift as a gift from the previous door.

A kind of autumn and Chen Ping asked some of Ning's rules and taboos, and then he went to the dragon pavilion alone.

Cao Qing put a parcel in his house and followed Chen Ping to the small house. Chen Ping walked on the road, clasped his hands and smiled. "I wanted to let you and my money live on my side." Remember three of us, the earliest known time? But you are now at the key to spiritual practice, or to practice monasticism."

Cao Qing smiled and nodded. "Sir, actually, from that moment on, I was very afraid of saving money. I was afraid that my husband would look down on it. I would try to pretend that I was not afraid of saving money. But deep down, I admire the money, I always feel that I am changing to me. It’s her words, the same situation, I can’t live in Nanyuan Guojing City. But at the time, I didn’t know much about things that I didn’t understand. At that time, I really didn’t like it very much. But I dare to save money. When he said something new, Mr. may not know. When he went out in the same year, he saved money and told me a lot of the scenery and deeds of her walking in the rivers and lakes. I can certainly hear it."

Chen Pingxiao asked: "When I was not in your ancestral home, did you save money to steal you?"

Cao Qing nodded hard, but did not say the details.

Chen Pingan did not ask more questions.

Chen Pingan can completely imagine that he was not in the same situation as Cao Qing’s ancestral home.

Of course, when the three people get along, Chen Ping will also do things that Cao Qing and his money don’t mean to think deeply. It may be words, maybe a trivial matter.

But many things, really can only face Cao Qing himself, from the life and death of the elders, to the trivial words of the bones, hidden in the gap between the seeds, hidden in the small bench, hidden in the The neighbor's table is a big pile of food.

In fact, the child Cao Qing is relying on a slogan, and he is born with a cloud and a moon.

Cao Qing at that time, I really couldn’t beat the money, and I didn’t even dare to hand it back. The key point is that at the time, the money was not mixed, but it also contained a kind of momentum that seemed to be awkward. One foot and one ant nest, one slap in the face of a mosquito fly, Cao Qing was not afraid. In particular, when I was holding a small bench and staring at him, but when I was not swearing at half a word, it was still a thin child’s Cao Qing, that was so scary that Chen Ping was not in the house. Many times, Cao Qing can only be saved by the money to the door.

A solitary child is sitting on the steps, but he is afraid to stay at his own house. The child can only look at the corner of the street, waiting for the white back sword, the waist of the red wine gourd Chen Gongzi back Home, as long as he arrived at the alley, glimpsed the figure, Cao Qing finally can go home, can not say anything, not to complain.

Because the money is really smart, the kind of cleverness is the same age of Cao Qing could not imagine at the time, she reminded Cao Qing at the beginning, you are not a mother, but it is still a thing to bring, if If you complain, you will call you once. I will hit you once. Even if I am driven out by the dead **** who does not give flowers, I will go over the wall in the middle of the night and smash your pots and pans. Can you stop? The guy is pretending to be a good person, helping you, stopping for two days a day, can you stop for a year or two? Who is he, who are you, and he will always live here? Besides, what kind of temper is he, I know more than your stupid egg, no matter what I do, he will never kill me, so you know each other, or you will hate me, I can wrap you For several years, after the New Year's holiday, your family will be extinct anyway, and the door **** Spring Festival can't afford it. I will steal your bucket to load other people's urine, fill your door, and pass your home every day. I will take a big pocket of stone, but I have to see if you spend money to make up the window paper faster, or if I rub the stone faster.

The place where the money was the most difficult for Cao Qing was not the threat of these straightforward threats. It was not the most intimidating words that the money was most difficult to listen to, but other words that were light and laughter.

"Your family is poor until the rice tank is cleaner than the bed. The only use of your door star is not to go outside the door to go to the door god, know how much copper money the two door gods need, you can't afford to sell." When you are jealous of other people's homes, the more you spend your days, the more money you have, the better your family is, the more people die, and the money has not left a few? I want to see you, you are not going to sell goods in the street. Is there a lot of kiln on the side of Zhuangyuan Lane not far from here? Your money is not spent on touching the little hands of the girls."

"Mutberry, isn't it?! Believe it or not, I broke all the cans that you put the seeds? Tore your broken books? Wait for the surname Chen to go back to this broken place, you kneel on the ground and cry hard, he More money, buy some melon seeds for you, and stay in the inn to spend money, you are stupid, he is bad, you are not a good thing, no wonder you can make a bunch of things. I counted the mold of eight lifetimes, only I met both of you."

"Cao Qing, you shouldn't really think that the guy likes you. People just pity you. He and I are just like people. Do you know who we are? Just like I wandered on the street, I saw the ground." There was a bird scorpion that fell from the bird's nest in the tree. I really pity it, then I went to find a stone. When I went down the stone, I shot it and killed it. It made it less sinful. Is there any reason? So I am not a good person? Do you think that I am still in your home? I am protecting you, maybe you will be killed by him someday, if I am, he will not, you are not thankful. I?"

"Why are you squinting every day, you are not a pair of niece? You smashed, and you died a couple? Hey, forget it, anyway, you are sorry for the earliest dying mother, I am sorry to give you the name, replace it with I am your mother, what is the head of the seven souls, what is the Ching Ming Festival, as long as you see you, you must be mad again, Cao Qing, I see you dead, forget you, you If you die early, run faster, maybe you can keep up with your mother, but remember to die a little farther, don't find it for the guy, he has money, but the least gas, even a broken mat is reluctant to help You bought it, anyway, this house will be mine."

Cao Qing took the initiative to fight with the money twice, once for the mother-in-law, once for the Chen Gongzi who had not returned for a long time. Of course, Cao Qing may be the opponent of saving money, and the money is used to fighting others. Also being used by others, Cao Qing, who dare not even dare to squat, can't afford to pay for it, but she is just boring in her heart, and her strength is not small, so Cao Qing is not very good at playing twice. it is good.

Chen Pingan took Cao Qing, who was not a thin child in the alley, and walked into the left-handed room with two tables. Chen Pingan let Cao Qing sit at the table where the seals and fan bones were placed, and began to clean up those Kantou and the positive deputy booklet. In the case of "bookkeeping", the students are Cao Qing, the disciples are paying for money, and naturally the latter learns more.

Chen Pingan has never said anything to anyone.

In his mind, Cao Qing is just a life experience like himself, temperament, in fact, looking at some images, there are indeed many similarities, but in fact it is not.

That is a very strange feeling.

However, when these people did not delay Chen’s departure from Huanhuafu, they most hoped to leave with Cao Qing. Even if they could not do it, they still remembered the children in the lane. They sincerely hoped that Cao Qing would become a reading seed and be able to wear a Confucian shirt. Become a true scholar and become a scholar like Mr. Qi. I will regret that I have gone too fast, and I am worried that I will teach myself wrong. Cao Qing is too young, and many of them are right. It is wrong to be a child. Therefore, before the Huanfufudi was divided into four, and Chen Pingan occupied one of them, Chen Pingan was always worried about Cao Qing, so that he was asked to ask him the question in the inn at the border of the Daquan Dynasty in Tongyezhou. If you don’t hesitate, you can say that you admit that you don’t want to spend money with you. If you can, you will only leave Cao Qing with your hometown and come to his hometown of Chen Ping.

As the saying goes, mud bodhisattva is also angry.

Can be in Chen Pingan, after all, is not common, especially with the money at that time a child is really angry, in Chen Ping's life, this is only once.

Zhao Shu’s schooling is most like himself, but under Zhao Shu’s body, Chen Ping’s more is to see his best friend, Liu Yuyang. The first time I met, Zhao Shu is how to protect the embarrassment, then in the town, and Liu Yuyang became an acquaintance, friends and then the best friend of this life for so many years, Liu Yuyang is how to protect Chen Pingan.

Really more like his Chen Pingan, in fact, it is the kind of blind eyes that sneak money to sneak up on the world. It is the gamble of the people who guessed the hearts of the people. Now there is a young boy with a sword, and it’s like that, it’s not already in the wine shop. Zhang Jialu, but a poor boy named Jiang Xiang. In the streets and alleys, every time Chen Ping is a storyteller, the youngest words are the least, and every time they are at the farthest point, but they have the most thoughts. They learn the most intentions, so they learn to punch the most, just a few times. When meeting and speaking, the youngsters were slightly cramped, but their eyes were firm. Chen Pingan taught the young Jiang to go to the sword-burning pile of the mountain.

Every time Jiang went to the other side, it seemed that he was listening to the story of Mr. Shuo’s landscape, but the eyes of the teenager, his face, and the slight words of those who were familiar with him were full of ambiguous utilitarianism.

Chen Pingan did not have a bit of resentment, it was a bit sentimental.

No one knows why Wei Wei was in front of the Lushan Bamboo Building and said that Aliang had two or three things.

Why did Chen’s Chen Qing tears burst into tears, and why he would be outside his heart, and there was an unspeakable shame, regret, and helplessness in his heart. It was an emotion that Wei Wei did not know at the time.

Almost everyone thought that it was Chen Ping’s first trip to the city. He was escorting Li Baobo and they went to Daxu College to study. It was Chen Pingan who tried his best to protect them. As a result, Chen Pingan did not seem to be able to do anything better. No one else could blame one or two.

But when the sandals boy first met Aliang, it was actually another test of Chen Ping’s life, quietly, and his heart was tug of war.

Chen Pingan hopes that in the eyes of the self-proclaimed swordsman, he is the one who promised Mr. Qi, and Chen Ping hopes that an accident will appear and he can guarantee that there is no mistake. Therefore, the journey from the riverside and the departure from the Red Candle Town Station, Chen Pingan has been trying to guess what Aliang thinks and thinks, to put himself in the imagination of a world-famous high-ranking person, like what, no What do you like, guessing the Sabre but claiming that the swordsman and Mr. Qi’s friends will like a younger generation, a teenager, even if they don’t like it, look down, but they can’t let the other person’s heart resent. Therefore, at that time, Chen Ping’s words and deeds, every move, were intentional, and there were so many thoughts. The young boy Lang walked in the green mountains and green waters. Do you really have the mood to see the mountains and see the water?

Even Chen’s original intention was to let himself succeed in escorting the bottles. They went to the college safely. It was the weird man who was holding the bamboo knives and the bamboo knives. They would not cause any harm to the bottles, but they would review their life afterwards. When Chen Ping thinks once, he will feel sad once and often want to drink once.

The road of life has passed, it is really gone, not the hometown of hometown, can not return.

Occasionally look back and see how you can drink.

Today's Jianqi Great Wall is careful to go to Jiang, and it is similar to Chen Ping's thoughts in the landscape.

Cao’s sunny movements were soft. After reading some seals and fan-shaped seals, I suddenly found that my husband was just sitting next to the table next to me, silent and silent.

Cao Qing did not dare to disturb Mr.'s thoughts, but he took out the small knife with the old gas and the sharp edge, and gently placed it on the table.

He didn't know why the gentleman wanted to give this material to himself. Cao Qing certainly didn't think that the knife was an ordinary material, so he wouldn't cherish it. On the contrary, the more the gift that Mr. Temporary is, the more "not worth the money", the more he It is worthwhile to collect treasures.

Chen Ping stood up and smiled. "Thinked about the previous things."

Cao Qing has also got up.

Chen Pingan reached out and said, "I don't have to be so complicated in the future, I am comfortable."

Cao smiled and nodded, but still waited until the gentleman sat down at the table, and then sat down.

Chen Ping’s hands clasped his sleeves and leaned forward. He looked at the small knife on the table and smiled. “This knife is the first time I left my hometown for a long time. I bought it in a shop in Datunjingcheng. The jade seal is attached to the shopkeeper. I still remember the bamboo slips that I gave to you earlier. These little knives are carved out one word at a time. The things themselves are not worth the money, but they are quite meaningful in my life. The same thing."

Cao Qing stood up and took a few steps back.

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Some meanings are just some meanings. You don't have to be so serious. I have more objects that make sense to me. Most of them are worthless. As a result, you care so much, then I still have a lot of sandals. Do you want to? Send you a pair, you do it once, who loses and earns? It seems that both sides have only a loss, and the students don’t make things, they don’t do it.”

Cao Qing shook his head and smiled: "Mr., the sandals are even, I can weave myself, maybe even better than Master's craft."

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "Let's learn, say practice, I am a half-hanger, maybe it's not as good as you, but the only thing to make a straw shoe, the gentleman travels around the world, and rarely meets the enemy."

Cao Qing smiled slightly.

Chen Pingan joked: "According to the statement of Li Yujing, the owner of the wind thunder garden, if the weaving sandals are also a road to repair, then you are also a new five-day environment. I don’t know the upper five worlds of straw shoes. Scenery."

Cao Qing nodded: "Mr. said yes."

Chen Pingan was speechless and turned to think about it. Nowadays, there is no shortage of ethos in the mountains, and there is no shortage of wall grasses. The **** of the ascendant is not lacking. All of them give their own disciples and Zhu Zhu. They don’t know where to go. So, even the half-discipline of Guo Zhujiu is also a kind of fellow-minded person who has no teacher to teach himself, so he lacks the style of Cao Qing.

So Chen Pingan smiled very comfortably. I finally got a good student.

Cao Qing was somewhat uncomfortable. He reached out and picked up a bamboo fan with a fan-faced title and a fan-bone lettering. The folding fan was a nickname for the name, and there was a "windy" one.

The fan inscription is naturally remarkable, and it is known in the eye, but Cao Qing really likes it, but it is a line of mosquitoes and small cockroaches on the side of a large fan. It is like a child hiding in a Tibetan Mastiff. He is not too daring to see people, and his words are extremely small. I would like to buy a fan with a little carelessness. If I don't pay attention, I will make a bamboo fan that has only fan-faced knowledge but no lettering. For several months, this life is not known.

Cao Qing closed the folding fan, held it in the palm of his hand, staring at the line of words, and looked up and smiled: "No wonder Mr. loves to drink."

Chen Pinghui will smile.

Engraved on bamboo.

A big dream in the world, drinking is not afraid of drunk, not drunk is a dreamer.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "If you like it, you will be sent."

Cao Qing shook his head and smiled: "Do not delay the husband to make money."

Chen Pingan picked up another fan and fanned the breeze. He smiled and said: "Your husband is not such a person."

Cao Qing asked: "Sir, then let's we write for the plain seal?"

Chen Ping immediately put down the folding fan and smiled and said: "Okay."

Cao Qing smiled and smiled at the snow-white stone seal with a glance, holding a knife, and then hesitated, and asked softly: "Mr., the lettering is very different, I have never done this before." If it is the first time to get started, it is a bad stamp, isn’t it a waste of a seal?”

Chen Ping’s mind was fretting, Feijian fifteen plucked out of the acupoints, and he was held in his hand. His face was indifferent: “The seal material is only the ordinary thing of the Great Wall of the Sword, a kind of stone that is easy to smash in the mountains and mountains, can’t talk about money. Money, but if you really mind, then the lettering is slower, the hand is slow and the mistake is small. What's more, the sword repair on the Great Wall side, good speech, this is not too particular about the subtle flaws of the font itself, as long as the printed When the point comes, it will definitely be sold."

Chen Pingyi held the "carving knife" fifteen, holding the chapter in one hand, intending to send Cao Qing and the money to each side, thinking about the contents of the printed text, for a long time without lettering.

Therefore, instead of the first engraving, Cao Qing, who had a draft of the draft, took the lead in “putting the pen”. After writing the first word, Cao Qing took a deep breath and took a break. He looked up and the gentleman was still there.

Cao Qing lowered his head and continued to bow his head.

There is a saying that after returning with money, he has been in Cao Qing’s heart for a long time, but the teenager does not intend to talk to his husband. Otherwise, there will be suspected suspicions, and there will be people behind the scenes.

"I don't know how bad the previous money is, I won't know how good the money is now."

Regarding the long-awaited reunion, even if I only talk about height, why is it so disparate with the imagination? In fact, at the corner of the street in the hometown of Fudi, the already handsome umbrella boy was very surprised.

Later, when I met again, Cao Qing was even more confused.

It was not until the money went to the temple of the heart, Cao Qing was slightly confused. Later, when he arrived at Luoshan Mountain, his doubts gradually became smaller and he gradually began to adapt to the constant change of money. As for today, although he still never fully understood the reason At least Cao Qing will not be like the original, will mistakenly believe that the money is for the people who cultivated the road to occupy the skin, or to replace some of the soul, or why the money will be so temperament?

It is like moving from one extreme to the other.

The juvenile is meticulous and thoughtful. In fact, even if it is a long journey after leaving the Lost Mountain, there are still some minor concerns.

Then there was the training between the master and the disciple above the city.

This makes the teenager completely relieved.

Only this time, Cao Qing suddenly had some guilty conscience, saying that he did not complain, as if he had not slammed himself behind the money.

Cao Qing regained his breath and continued to engrave.

Unknowingly, the orphans in that lane all the time were already Confucianism.

Cao Qing intends to present this seal to his husband.

Chen Ping still didn't think about what to engrave, so he had to put down his hand, and put away Feijian's fifteenth home, and turned to write a fan.

Cao Qing raised his head and looked at Chen Pingan. He had not recovered his sight for a long time.

Chen Pingan did not look up, but he noticed the difference of the young boy. He smiled and said: "What's wrong? Wrong? Then change a seal and come back again. It's just the wrong seal. If you like, you will close it. lost."

"No mistakes."

Cao Qing shook his head and silenced for a long time, muttering: "I am very lucky to meet Mr.."

Chen Pingan laughed dumbly and still didn't look up. When he thought about it, he nodded and said: "Mr. I met the students and I was very happy."

Cao Qing continued to bury his head lettering.

Chen Pingan finished the fan and turned and asked: "What word is engraved?"

Cao Qing quickly raised his hand and blocked the seal. "It has not been finished yet, and the gentleman will know it later."

Chen Pingan smiled. The student is not the same as the disciple of the mountain who is sure to be busy with the horse.

Cao Qing sat in a correct posture, his focus was focused, his lettering was meticulous, and his heart was steady and steady.

Write the essay by the knives donated by Mr., and then give the seal of Mr. in the hands of the next time.

Cao Qing has not finished the engraving. He closed his eyes in the middle, and a beautiful picture that had been imagined for a long time appeared in his mind. The thought in his heart was written on his hand.

"Mr. sit alone, spring breeze."