80s Taoism

　　 "I didn't curse you." Zhang Jiaohua looked at Zhang Enzhong and scratched his head.

　　 "Impossible. You didn't curse me, how could my tofu spoil a pot? I have been fighting tofu for so many years, and it has never gone bad." Zhang Enzhong didn't believe it.

"If I cast a spell on you, would I still not be able to tell? The spells are also very particular about spells. Do you think you would cast a curse if you just say anything?" Zhang Jiaohua really didn't see the curse on Zhang Enzhong's body. The traces left. Casting a spell will naturally leave marks on others. The mage can use this trace to control. Zhang Jiaohua hadn't cast a spell at all, so how could he leave any traces on Zhang Enzhong's body?

"Enzhong, Zai Zai will definitely not lie to you. You should go back and take a good look at what is wrong. Maybe your plaster is wrong. If you put the plaster for a long time, there may be problems. There are also wooden barrels. Is there something added to it? In short, look for the reason. Don't run over and blame me if something goes wrong." Zhang Youping said.

　　 Zhang Enzhong turned around and ran home, he was anxious. Since the problem didn't lie with Zhang Jiaohua, it might lie in his own home.

　　As soon as Zhang Enzhong left, Zhang Qiuhua was caught by Liu Qiaoye's ears and entered the room, "Tell my mother honestly, what's going on?"

　　 "Mother, what's going on? I don't know. Anyway, I didn't cast a curse on him. It doesn't matter to me that his tofu is broken." Zhang Jiaohua said confidently.

　　 Liu Qiaoye showed a smile on his face, "Mother said, did you do it? But you know what's going on, right?"

　　 Zhang called the flower and smiled, "Mother, how do you know? Will you count it?"

　　 "My mother won't count. But you are my mother's cub. How many roundworms are in my belly, my mother doesn't know?" Liu Qiaoye smiled.

　　 Zhang Youping saw the mysterious goddess of the mother and followed him, but he didn't see anything.

　　 "It doesn't matter to me that their family can't make tofu, but it is a bit evil." Zhang Jiaohua said with a smile.

　　 "Zubzai, what is going on. Hurry up and tell my mother." Seeing that there is really nothing to do with Zaozai, Liu Qiaoye was finally relieved.

　　 "He must have hit the evil, full of evil aura, so it would be strange if he could make tofu." Zhang Jiaohua smiled.

　　 Liu Qiaoye looked at Zhang Jiaohua gloating, and couldn't help but grabbed her little ear, "Then why didn't you say it just now?"

　　 Zhang called the flower and said dissatisfied: "Mother. He ran to our house early in the morning to make a big noise, and he wronged me, why should I tell him. Anyway, I didn't do it."

　　 "Who did that?" Zhang Youping asked curiously.

"How do I know? This is something that is unpredictable. I am not an old Taoist. The old Taoist must know it. I haven't dreamed of an old Taoist for a long time. Did he forget me?" Zhang Jiaohua recently, I rarely dream of strange things anymore. On the contrary, I miss the old Taoist priest a little bit. Although the old Taoist priest has many rules and talks, but after all, he cares about himself in his dreams just like his parents.

　　 "If you don't dream, you don't dream. It's natural to see you by fate." Liu Qiaoye breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't be too explicit in front of the cubs.

　　 Zhang Youping also breathed a sigh of relief, and then couldn't help but ask, "Is there any way to save the evil of Uncle Enzhong?"

　　 "Of course there are sometimes, but it is troublesome. There is nothing wrong with him, it's just bad tofu. Over time, the evil naturally dissipated." Zhang Jiaohua said disapprovingly.

　　 After breakfast, Zhang Jiahua took up his schoolbag and went to school.

　　 What is interesting is that I ran into Chen Dianzi on the road. Chen Dianzi is wearing the clothes Zhang Qigao gave him yesterday. Seeing Zhang Jiahua's smile, she opened her mouth and sang:

"One hundred thousand ants go all the way, one hundred thousand folk songs are in the same scripture, one thousand eight hundred songs, four books total a catty, the fields are born and the water grows, the mountains are picked up and kept in the house, and Luban raises his axe to go to the branches. Zhang Liang played the thread to set the five notes, Huang Dao's mother-in-law used a car to spin, Cai Lun made paper and made notes. The original song was originally Meng Jiangnu.

　　 Zhang Biaohua became energetic as soon as he heard the word "this sutra". Who knew Chen Dianzi turned around and left after singing. Watching him walk and wander, but at a very fast speed.

　　 "Call the flower, what song did Chen Dianzi sing with you just now?" The mute ran to Zhang Jiaohua, panting.

　　 "How do I know. He must have committed a mad disease again." Zhang Biaohua scratched his head.

　　 The dumb man nodded, "It must be. For a while, Chen Dianzi was running around. The night before, I heard him singing in Meizishan. By the way, did he follow the Gao family as in-laws yesterday?"

　　 "Yes. The clothes he wears are from Qigao's family." Zhang Jiaohua nodded.

　　 "How much did the Qigao family give you?" The dumb looked at Zhang Jiahua with some envy. In his opinion, if he can make money on his own, he can buy paper-packaged candy as he pleases. Buy as much as you want. There are a lot of delicious things in Liu Baoyi's agency store. It's a pity that few kids have money in their bags.

　　 "Twenty. I gave it to my mother." Zhang Jiaohua still didn't understand the meaning of dumb.

　　 The dumb is very sorry, "You should save some and buy something delicious."

　　 "My parents want to work in Guangdong. I want to make more money~www.readwn.com~ so they don't have to go to Guangdong." Zhang Jiaohua said her plan.

"My father said that Guangdong is full of gold. Anyone who goes to Guangdong can make a fortune. If my parents want to go, I won't stop them. They can make money for me to buy delicious food. Now." Dumb's idea is different from that of Zhang Biaohua.

　　The children have their own ambitions, and Zhang Biaohua does not force the dumb to think like him.

　　 The fact that Zhang begged for the Gao family to cross the bridge spread really quickly. Even Enzhong’s family was unable to make tofu and was blamed on Zhang Biaohua’s head by the group of talkative butts. The classmates are both envious and afraid of Zhang Jiahua. I am envious of Zhang Biaohua being able to make money on his own, and I am afraid that he will be cursed by Zhang Biaohua like Zhang Enzhong.

　　 Gong Ziyuan’s attitude towards Zhang Biaohua is completely different now. He firmly believes that Zhang Biaohua is a genius and he has great abilities at a young age. The small mountain villages are also extraordinary. There are even capable people and strangers. Gong Ziyuan naturally didn't believe that Zhang Jiahua was a dream to learn from Meishan magic. I thought it was a mage with profound knowledge who was teaching Zhang to bid.

　　 Gong Ziyuan called Zhang Biaohua into the room, and took some snacks he had brought from home to Zhang Biaohua to eat.

"Just eat here. I don't have much to bring. There are so many people in the class, but it's not enough. My family asked me to bring it here. Thank you very much. If it wasn't for you last time, I would have been very dangerous. "Gong Ziyuan feels that the talisman he bought from Zhang Biaohua is very worthwhile.

　　 "Teacher Gong, my parents want me to be unable to charge Teacher Gong's money in the future. I dare not eat this thing." Zhang Jiaohua said so, but his eyes were fixed on the delicious food. There is a bottle of Coke and a lot of snacks that you haven't seen before. Look at the packaging and you will know that it is delicious~www.readwn.com~ Book friends are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~www. readwn.com~ For mobile phone users, please go to read.