In the stands at the Jiuqu River Embankment, the wealthy Marquis Zhao Bingzhen looked as sunny as the weather after the weather cleared up.
"Magistrate Zuo!"
"Master Hou!"
Zuoqiu stood up and responded.
"Let the dragon boat race continue!"
"Oh, by the way, please go down and tell me that I am very happy today. All the dragon boat racers participating in the competition will be rewarded with ten taels of silver each."
"Ask them to pick it up at the Zhao Family Inn in Sanhe Town when they have time!"
"Haha, it's a sunny day in Jiujiu. My eighteen-year-old brother is sitting by the river. The east wind is blowing the windmill, the broad beans are fragrant and the wheat seedlings are fresh..."
Zhao Bingzhen, who was in a good mood, stood up from his seat in the stands and walked away with the people around him, singing a tune that no one had heard before, regardless of the dragon boat racing situation behind him.
In the carriage of the Zhao family, Fubao was staring at the golden carp in the porcelain jar. Suddenly he heard the song sung by Zhao Bingzheng, and he suddenly lost his composure.
This damn thing is "Nine-Nine Sunny Days"!
Fu Bao had previously determined that his grandmother was a time travel senior because of some of her words and deeds. Now, after listening to the two songs "Back to My Mother's Home" and "Nine-Nine Sunny Days" one after another, Fubao has developed a strong curiosity about his grandmother's life.
These two songs are relatively old songs.
Anyway, when Fubao grew up, he rarely heard it.
That is to say, those elderly people will occasionally hum a sentence or two.
In other words, my grandmother must have traveled through time earlier than her. In fact, at the time when Grandma traveled through time, there might not have been an internet connection.
Thinking about it this way, Grandma should be the real time travel senior
It's a pity that if grandma had read the Internet routines, she might not have ended up like that.
However, there is no such thing as a pity.
Fu Bao sighed, put his little paw into the porcelain jar, and poked the motionless golden carp hiding at the bottom of the porcelain jar.
"Could this little thing be some kind of goblin?"
From ancient times to the present, there is a saying that the carp leaps over the dragon's gate.
There was a roar of a dragon in the mist earlier. Maybe this little thing couldn't jump over the dragon gate and was knocked back to its original shape. If it hadn't been lucky enough to meet him, it might have died of thirst in the puddle.
"Little one, are you a little carp that can jump over the dragon gate?"
Fu Bao murmured in his heart, poking the little carp from time to time.
"Daughter, if you want to raise it, you can't catch it with your hands. If you hurt its scales, it will die!"
Mrs. Xu noticed Fubao's little movements, stopped her quickly, and told her the precautions for raising fish.
Fu Bao listened honestly and had already made up his mind. When he got home, he would throw the little thing into a large water tank filled with horse water in his yard.
Anyway, the water in the big water tank never reaches the bottom. When there is still half a tank of water, her second brother will fill it up.
Originally, it was best to throw this little thing into the well outside the house.
But there are always people from the village coming to fetch water from that well. If this little thing is accidentally fetched water, his life may be in danger.
Because of this little golden carp, Fu Bao was like a little baby with a new playmate in the eyes of his father and mother, who always stared at the little carp.
But in fact, Fu Bao was wondering what happened to this little thing.
There is also the path of calamity for the remnants of the previous dynasty that Uncle Lu mentioned.
This was not the first time that Fu Bao had heard the term Luck-Jie Dao. It seemed that her third brother had been targeted by the Luck-Jie Dao. At that time, she helped him prevent a disaster, causing her to cry for a long time.
Now, why has the Path of Luck appeared again
My family seems to be at odds with the luck path!
"Daughter, your eldest brother and second brother have entered the finals. Do you want to go and see them?"
When Fu Bao was thinking about the Luck-Jie Dao, Mr. Xu's head appeared in her sight.
"ah!"
Mr. Xu suddenly appeared, but Fu Bao was startled. He subconsciously swung her small fleshy slap and hit Mr. Xu on the face.
"ah!"
Fu Bao slapped his father on the face, and he instantly came to his senses, he had made a mistake.
But just now, she really had no intention.
"Whirring whirring… "
After discovering that he had made a mistake, Fubao decided to please his father and behave like a good boy.
It's pity that she is an adult, but now she has to act like a little doll. Isn't this embarrassing for her
"Be good, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, do your little hands hurt?"
Mr. Xu couldn't help but laugh when he saw Fu Bao's annoyed look. He grabbed Fu Bao's little hand and blew her again and again.
Fu Bao felt even more ashamed.
Thinking back to when she saw some videos on the Internet, children of various ages didn't know if they were joking or if it was really happening. One by one, they slapped their grandpa or grandma on the face with a big slap.
At that time, Fu Bao had a feeling that if this was her baby, she could spread his buttocks.
You little brat, if you don't know how to respect the old and love the young, you just need to be dealt with.
Of course, Fubao is not one-size-fits-all. Some of them were indeed adults and children playing around. She couldn't judge the children just based on a clipped video.
Just like what he did just now, it was indeed unintentional and a subconscious natural reaction of the body.
However, as a daughter, it was ultimately wrong for her to hit her biological father.
Therefore, Fubao blames himself very much.
Especially when he saw his father acting unconcerned and worrying about the pain in his little palm, Fu Bao felt more and more that he had really had a good pregnancy this time.
She has a father and mother who love her, and three brothers who love each other, well, although the three bear paws can be stupid sometimes.
But the more this happens, the more this home has a different and warm flavor.
"Let's go, daddy will take you to watch your eldest and second brother compete in a dragon boat race!"
Mr. Xu picked up Fubao and ran straight to the embankment by the river.
At this moment, there is a dragon boat race on the Jiuqu River.
The eight dragon boats all moved at their fastest speed, and the drums were beating loudly.
The people on the shore were shouting.
Fu Bao looked at the dragon boat that was racing forward, and suddenly looked at the other side of the Jiuqu River. There seemed to be a person there, a Taoist priest.
"Dad, dad,..."
Fu Bao once again pulled Mr. Xu's hair and raised his hand to point to the other side of the Jiuqu River.
She couldn't see the person on the other side clearly. She had a vague feeling that he might be a Taoist priest. Could he be the bull nose of the Tao of Luck that his master mentioned before
Mr. Xu looked in the direction of Fubao's finger and saw the figure opposite.
"Master, Master!"
When Mr. Xu saw the person opposite, he immediately called to Uncle Lu.
Then, Fu Bao once saw Uncle Lu's ability, the legendary ability to cross the river with a reed!
Of course, what Uncle Lu used was not a reed, but a piece of bamboo pole. He cut off a piece of the bamboo pole used to hang the signboard at the stall next to him with his hands, and it became a tool for him to cross the river. (End of chapter)