Fall In Love with the Technology Tree - Chapter 155

    Cao Pi is counting peaches against the sun in early summer.

    First time, forty-five.

    Second time, forty-eight.

    Third time, forty-six.

    Later, he finally figured it out. There were forty-nine green peaches on the old peach tree, and I’m afraid it wouldn’t be enough for him to eat in three days.

    Xiao Cao Jie hugged a snack box and stumbled into the bushes to see him. She seemed to be very afraid of Cao Pi, as if she wanted to come forward but didn’t dare. She thought she was hiding well, but behind her was a string of wet nurses and maids, like a huge and swaggering tail.

    “What?!”

    The little girl was frightened, she dropped her things and turned around and ran. With a bang, the snack box slammed on the ground, the lid was lifted, and two chubby little buns rolled out, with grass clippings on the originally white to transparent dough, which was indescribably pitiful.

    Cao Pi…Cao Pi rolled his eyes.

    “Oh, what a pity, this is a new crystal bag made by Chef Mi. I tried to steal one from the bamboo bowl at the banquet, but I didn’t steal it, but I wanted to give it to you. Tsk tsk tsk.” Cao Shuo turned out of nowhere, picked up the two small buns with a handkerchief, and carefully blew off the dust.

    Cao Pi gritted his teeth: “How old are you? Stealing things from milk dolls? Returning bamboo, so affectionate.”

    “Ah, isn’t that a bad name?”

    Cao Pi stalked his neck: “She was born by Mrs. Huan, and I was born by my grandmother. We are not born to be one.”

    Cao Shuo withdrew the smile on his face: “What about Ah Zhang? He is also from Mrs. Bian.”

    “He has been raised as Mrs.’s son. You are all raised by her, but I am not. I am my mother’s only son, so she punished me.”

    “You really look up to yourself—” Cao Shuo raised his hand high, but did not drop it for a long time.

    Cao Shuo stared at Cao Pi.

    Cao Pi stared at Cao Shuo with red eyes.

    Staring, Cao Shuo’s eyes were red. “In their Bian family, only one Mrs. Bian can do it. What are the other things that teach you such a mess?”

    “That’s my uncle’s house!”

      Wow, our biological brothers and sisters are not from your faction, but the Bian family member? There is a real relationship between the two families whose wealth, knowledge and strength are so different? Joke! When will the Bian family be? The son of your son is promising, you don’t have to **** blood from the young master of the Cao family, let’s talk about family affection! I will definitely tell Mrs. Bian about this, just wait, your biological mother will be the first to forgive you!”

     After Cao Shuo finished speaking, he picked up the food box and left. Only then did Cao Pi realize that he was afraid, so he rushed up and hugged Cao Shuo’s thigh. Cao Shuo was frail since he was a child, so he couldn’t stand the weight of Cao Pi’s whole body. He immediately felt a weight of 200 jin hanging on his leg, and he couldn’t move after two steps.

    “Cao Api—what did you eat…he died. You’re only five years old…”

     “Second brother don’t go, we grew up together in Liaodong, you can’t hurt me.”

    “Who grew up with you? You said just now that I’m not of your own.”

    “Second brother~”

    “Two you big head!”

    Although Cao Shuo has a sharp mouth, he has always been soft-hearted and can’t stand the coquettishness of his younger brothers and sisters. This is true for Cao Jie, and the same for Cao Pi. begged. As far as his resolve is determined, he is inferior to the “very good, very good” Cao Ang Ba Tiao Street.

    However, Cao Ang and Cao Zhen are not here at the moment, he is the elder brother of the family, so Mrs. Ding has to take care of Cao Shuo’s face. When it was time to tailor the children’s clothes the next day, Cao Pi, whose teeth were sore from eating green peaches, was also brought into the house by the way.

    The time is already the twenty-eighth of the fourth lunar month, the Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, and even the wind blowing in from the sliding door is warm. I just moved into the owner’s side house and purchased a large amount of sorghum leaves and millet under the arrangement of Mrs. Ding. The boxes and cages have not been opened yet, but the zongzi is the first one—this is the first important festival after the Han emperor passed the Qiqiqiqi.

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    Mrs. Ding personally measured the height of the youngest Cao Zhi and Cao Chong, then straightened up and said with a smile: “Xu County hides dragons and crouching tigers, it is impossible to take care of everyone. Except on the list For the few ones that have to bother the big housekeeper to make a trip in person, it is better to distribute the cooked rice dumplings and prepared herbs at the gate of the school palace, what do you think?”

    Cao Xin bent over: “What do you think, Second Young Master?”

    Cao Shuo was being pulled by a tall and thin old woman in her fifties to measure the length of her arms. She was called by surprise, and her neck was almost swollen: “Me?

    Mrs. Ding sat on the seat facing the courtyard outside the door, brewing and serving tea elegantly. “Next year, your marriage should also look like it, why is it still like this glassy mind?”

      , don’t hurt me anymore. Things in this world are impermanent like the tragic wind and the last moon, the vicissitudes of life, the warmth of human feelings…”

    “Eat tea! Tea won’t stop you!”

    The brothers and sisters in the room burst into laughter, and even the two who were not sensible followed suit, and their little hands clapped red.

    Cao Shuo glared at them, pretending to be aggressive: “Eat tea! Tea can’t stop your mouth!”

    Xiao Cao Zhi was drooling: “mouth! Mouth! Mouth, mouth, mouth, mouth, mouth…”

    Cao Shuo:…

    Come on, the laughter was even louder, even the maids and maids secretly covered their mouths, not to mention the master’s family. Among the laughter and laughter in the room, the voices of Cao Pi and Sun Quan were the most prominent.

    “Shouldn’t it be time to build a porridge shed at the gate of the city?” Cao Pi shouted, “Students eat zongzi, and farmers and homeless people have to eat lotus leaf porridge. This is what my grandfather did during the festival in Liaodong last year. I said. Second brother, you are so stupid.”

    Sun Quan: Although it’s hard to say it directly, Cao Shuo is really stupid.

    Mrs. Ding comfortably handed her second son a bowl of herbal tea. “Api is smarter than you, but she is stubborn and still doesn’t obey discipline.”

    The poor appearance made Mrs. Ding worry again. Cao Shuo’s temperament, his wife is really not easy to pick. If you choose softly, you are afraid that the young couple will be bullied by outsiders in the future; if you choose too hard, you are afraid that Cao Shuo will be bullied by his daughter-in-law.

    In the blink of an eye, the Dragon Boat Festival, Xu County seems to be paved with calamus and mugwort into a big forest. Every household smokes realgar to make sake, not to mention, there are also potted herbs and small artificial canals on the street, and water cups made of bamboo knots float on the running water, which contain all kinds of gadgets: crickets woven from grass leaves, forefinger-sized incense sticks Mud dolls, even hawthorn berries, amygdala and cassia seeds dried last year. There are many allusions that even Ah Sheng can’t tell. The city has accepted people from all over the world and brought countless customs.

    Cao Pi took the silly second brother’s hand and walked on the road of the school, looking around and feeling. After leaving the mansion, he showed a bit of innocence and cuteness at his age: “Second brother, hurry up, hurry up. The Yan’s shop is still ahead, you promised me that you would buy me Yan’s. brush.”

    Cao Shuo held the purse in distress. “Come on—you little devil star.”

    Sun Quan also urged: “There will be a lecture hall when the school is over. Let’s buy it quickly and listen to it quickly.”

    The two children were jumping up and down, and Cao Shuo followed behind and panted: “There is also a pulpit in the afternoon, why—”

    Cao Shuo: “No…”

    Cao Pi put his hands on his hips and gave you such a stupid look. “It took Mrs. Yan two years to paint with her nine disciples. Inspired by the smog forests and glaciers in Liaodong, she painted the wonders of the frozen desert, the capital city, the ocean, and even millions of creatures—Second Uncle Na How do you say it? Oh yes, this is Madam Yan’s breakthrough from realism to fantasy art.”

    He shook his head and remarked in a well-mannered manner. Every time he encountered such literary and artistic recitations, Cao Pi was extraordinarily talented. He has not yet officially opened, except for memorizing a few “Zuo Zhuan” and “Book of Songs”, he just likes to draw.

    It’s a pity that he said so much, like playing the piano to Cao Shuo. The silly second brother was expressionless and indifferent: “Oh.”

    “Second brother, can’t you develop some valuable hobbies besides being in a daze?”

    “You little boy, do you know what is valuable?”

    “Hey—I know better than you anyway.” Cao Pi jumped twice on the ground paved with blue bricks, “I can draw and memorize poetry, what can you do? In terms of food, your appetite You can’t compare to A Zhang; in terms of sleep, you can’t sleep A Quan, you’re really worried about me, my little brother… Ah—Sun Quan, what are you doing?”

    “Who do you say loves to sleep?! Who do you say?! Cao Xiaopi, I wasted a great holiday to accompany you to watch the art exhibition. Is this how you treat me?”

    “Second brother save me… save me~”

    The slapstick sounds of several children gradually disappeared along the long street, and disappeared into the back and forth of people. What they don’t know is that in just a few hours, they will meet a character who is on a different timeline with their three kingdoms – Liu Bei.