The rise of the poor

Chapter 44
Zhu Ping'an walked out of the bamboo forest, just in time to see the black-bellied little loli riding her little red horse down the hillside happily, followed by her little maid who trotted all the way with her skirt and repeatedly called the lady to slow down.

The black-bellied little loli has a few maids. This maid is obviously not the maid from last time, and her clothes are higher than that of the maid last time. This little maid looks about eight years old, only bigger than herself. About three years old, with a bun head and a bun face with baby fat.

Such a little girl has come out to serve people, it's really an evil old society.

The black-bellied little loli had sharp eyes and saw Zhu Ping'an walking down the hillside, her big eyes shone brightly, her calf was tucked into the horse's belly, and the little red horse spread its hooves and ran towards Zhu Ping'an.

"Zhu Ping'an, I thought you idiot couldn't run after being beaten by the master." The black-bellied little loli was wearing a riding suit and was condescending. A little loli had a somewhat heroic feeling.

What's the use of looking good, and the mouth is still so unflattering, Zhu Ping'an scolded.

"Miss, slow down, wait for me."

A panting bun-headed loli came running from behind, her round face was flushed, and she pouted as if she was coquettish.

The black-bellied little loli turned her head and exposed her little tiger teeth to threaten the little maid and said, "Hua'er, if you are more wordy, believe it or not, I will sell you to Hua Mama!"

This little maid named Hua'er was so frightened that she shrank her head, like a small quail, and whispered aggrievedly, "Miss."

Miss, maid, this is a unique product of feudal society, Zhu Ping'an is powerless and unwilling to change all this, and he is not the Virgin Mary with her own halo.In ancient times, there seems to be a saying of dowry maids. In the dynasties with red sleeves and fragrance, deep-rooted ideas, rather than being beaten to death, it is better to go with the flow.In a dynasty, we must do things that conform to the dynasty, and one cannot fight against the whole world.

"Go get the things I brought." The black-bellied little loli instructed the little girl to get the things.

After listening to the lady's instructions, Hua'er flung up her skirt and ran down the mountain.

Zhu Ping'an looked at the black-bellied little loli and knew that she was letting the little maid named Hua'er take it to eat. It seemed that she couldn't wait to stare at herself and tell a story.

"Let's go to the river, it's cool over there." Zhu Ping'an also went to the river to wash his hands, so he suggested that the black-bellied little loli go to the river.

It wasn't too far away anyway, the black-bellied little loli just pouted and didn't object.

After washing his hands, Zhu Pingan found a clean stone and sat down, ready to start talking about shooting eagles.The black-bellied little loli here waits for Hua'er to lay a blanket on a stone before sitting on it.

Hua'er also found a small blanket and spread it on the stone, and sat on it by himself.

"Miss." After Hua'er waited on the black-bellied little loli and sat down, she handed the heat preservation box in her hand to the belly-black little loli.

The black-bellied little loli clenched her mouth and motioned for the little maid to pass the insulation box to Zhu Ping'an.

"Miss, this is what the master specially asked the cook to cook for you." The little girl pouted, the boss was not happy.

"Shut up! Don't listen to the vulture shoot." Li Shu, a black-bellied little loli, glared at the little maid unhappily.

It turned out that after returning home, the black-bellied little loli told the story of the Legend of the Condor Heroes to the little maids who served her, including this personal maid named Hua'er.Several of the little maids listened to the tea and rice without thinking, and were looking forward to listening to the follow-up, especially this little maid with steamed buns was even more itchy.

It's just that the little maid Hua'er looked at Zhu Ping'an in disbelief at this time. It's the little brother who talked about shooting the vulture, right? It's still a little boy.Being stared at by the black-bellied little loli, the boss of Hua'ercai unwillingly handed the food box to Zhu Ping'an.

Zhu Ping'an took the food box, opened it, and his eyes lit up immediately.In the lunch box is the golden-colored pot-boiled pork. Isn't it said that this dish was the Zhang family's imperial dish in the three eastern provinces during the Republic of China? Why does this dish exist at this time?

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, salty and sweet, and the cook of the black-bellied little Lolita is amazing.

"If you don't talk about it, you won't eat it if you don't talk about it." The black-bellied little loli looked at Zhu Ping'an's food with contempt and urged.

Zhu Ping'an licked his tongue and prepared to speak.

The black-bellied little loli despised Zhu Ping'an's licking her tongue even more, she was really indifferent!

While eating, Zhu Ping'an continued to talk about what Guo Jing said yesterday about seeing women's clothing Huang Rong. The black-bellied little loli listened with relish, took out a small packet of preserved fruit and put it in her small mouth.Baozitou's little maid, Hua'er, started talking about shooting vultures from Zhu Ping'an, and her views on Zhu Ping'an changed drastically. What a cute little brother, a very talented little brother, a little brother who can tell stories while eating. Oh brother.

The sky was clear and cloudless, and the scorching sun in the sky burned him red, not to mention the trees, flowers and plants under the scorching sun, all of which were languidly drooping their leaves.However, a little loli and a loli, both of them ignored the heat and were fascinated by what they heard.

When Zhu Ping'an finished eating all the pot-boiled meat in the lunch box, he happened to be talking about the part where Huang Rong was a beggar and led out Hong Qigong. Zhu Ping'an looked at the empty food box, looked up at the sky, and felt that the class was empty. It's almost time.

"I'm going to class, let's talk about it another day." Zhu Ping'an returned the lunch box to the black-bellied little Loli, and trotted to the school.

The black-bellied little loli Li Shu looked at the back of Zhu Ping'an slipping away, stomped her feet, and scolded, "This bad guy, eat clean and run."

"Miss, let's put more of it next time." The little girl Hua'er suggested in a low voice.

The black-bellied little Loli glared at her, "Didn't you still let him? Why would you let it go again?"

The little maid Hua'er covered her mouth embarrassedly, thinking to herself, didn't she know that this little brother was talking about vulture shooting before, if I had known earlier, I would have asked the back kitchen to put more of it today.

When Zhu Ping'an trotted all the way to the private school, the master happened to be walking from the cottage to the school, almost stepping on the bell into the classroom, and the time was just right.

Zhu Ping'an's position was at the back. When he passed the dragging boy from the front, the dragging boy gave Zhu Ping'an one more look.

"Hey, did you provoke him? He may hold grudges, you have to be careful." Li Xiaobao, the little fat man at the same table, pushed Zhu Ping'an's arm with his small hand, and asked the tugging boy with his mouth.

"Oh, he, I wanted to cut the queue when I went to the toilet, but I didn't let him." Zhu Ping'an said disapprovingly.

"Then you should be careful too. I saw him look at you several times. He is just like his father. He is very careful. Oh, you don't know him yet. Be careful." Li Xiaobao whispered.

I can't see that this little fat man is quite [-], but he is still very grateful. Zhu Ping'an thanked the little fat man for the reminder, nodded and said that he would be careful.

(I will be on the list on Monday, and beg for recommended collections)
(End of this chapter)