Chapter 170: Mud cannot be helped
After she said this, Zhao Zhilan suddenly understood.
"Picking up a Squib and being so sneaky? I think he's just not holding his fart in properly."
Yun Chenglu, Yun Yue and Yun Hua nodded vigorously.
Yun Chengfu, standing next to him, frowned in deep thought. After a moment's thought, he said, "Baoya, Grandma, I've almost guessed what his original intention was."
"Really? Big brother, tell us quickly!" Yun Yue was so curious that she pulled his hand and shook it.
Yun Chengfu patted her head soothingly, then said slowly, "Chen Chengcai definitely didn't pick up our duds for fun. Yesterday, our family had such a lively banquet, yet the Chen family was unusually quiet. This is a bit unusual."
"Besides, even though a dud is dud, it won't explode without a flint to ignite it. So, besides the dud he picked up yesterday, Chen Chengcai must have a flint in his pocket."
"He's always been lazy and never got up so early in the academy. But he got up unexpectedly early today. It's definitely not just to bring a squib and flint to blow up his own toilet. I think he came here to target our family."
"Because my parents have to drive to town at this time, my uncle and aunt have also started making tofu, loading the small beans, and picking up goods for tofu sellers in the surrounding villages. There will be a lot of people coming in and out, and the front door will definitely not be closed, so Chen Chengcai has the opportunity to sneak in."
Baoya blinked her bright eyes and speculated like Yun Chengfu.
After finishing speaking, he raised his little face and asked, "Brother, am I right?"
Yun Chengfu nodded with satisfaction and gave Baoya a thumbs up: "That's right."
"He was definitely going to use a squib to blast it into our yard, but he didn't expect that before he came to our house to cause trouble, he had a strong urge to urinate, so he went to the toilet. As a result, the flint in his pocket rubbed against each other, and by chance, he blew up his own toilet, and even covered himself in filth."
Yun Chengfu said this, shaking his head with a look of regret: "It's all his own fault. It's a disgrace to us scholars."
"What kind of scholar is he?" Yun Chenglu said. "Chen Chengcai is such a piece of rubbish! Even if you stick him on the wall, he'll fall down by himself. You can't even stick him on!"
"Hahaha!" Although Baoya, Yunhua and Yunyue didn't quite understand what their second brother meant, what he said was so funny that the three little girls couldn't help laughing.
Zhao Zhilan, standing by, said helplessly, "Chenglu, there's a saying that goes, 'You can't prop up a wall with mud.' You kid, even I, an old woman, know that!"
"Oh," Yun Chenglu scratched his head embarrassedly, "Grandma, I'm not a good student. I'll ask big brother to teach me later."
Yun Chengfu said at the right moment, "Well, it just so happens that I brought you a copy of 'The Rules of Disciples' when I came back from the academy. Now that the beam-raising banquet is over, you can start studying it soon."
Yun Chenglu: ...
It's a bit too fast.
Seeing his dazed expression, Zhao Zhilan, Baoya, Yunhua and Yunyue couldn't help laughing.
…
When Chen Chengcai woke up from his bed, the first thing he did was to smell his arms and body.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I felt that the stinky, dizzying smell was gone.
Thinking about what happened in the morning, he got so angry that he had a headache.
Yesterday, the Yun family held a beam-raising banquet, with a feast and firecrackers. The noise was so loud that he couldn't concentrate on reading (just jealousy), so he simply closed the book and ran to the Yun family's door, hoping to ask these noisy and vulgar villagers to be quiet (actually, it was just an excuse to do bad things).
But he looked around and couldn't find a place to start.
When he was about to go back, he suddenly kicked a firecracker whose fuse had not been lit with the tip of his shoe. He stared at the firecracker, then glanced at the toilet next to the Yun family's firewood room, and suddenly an idea came to him.
Chen Chengcai lay on the kang for a while before he got up. He had originally intended to blow up the Yun family's toilet, but ended up blowing up his own toilet instead, and got himself covered in...
When he thought about what happened in the morning, he felt sick to his stomach and couldn't help but hold his stomach and retched: "Ugh..."
There were footsteps at the door, and it was Chen Xiaojuan who walked in with a bowl of minced meat porridge.
Seeing him like this, she raised the corners of her mouth and smiled without any concealment.
"Are you tired of living? How dare you laugh at your brother?!" Chen Chengcai was so angry that he raised his hand and hit Chen Xiaojuan.
But Chen Xiaojuan now had the support of the Wang family and was not afraid of him at all. She put the bowl on the kang and ran out like a rabbit.
Chen Chengcai missed his attack and was so angry that his whole arm and hand were shaking.
It was not until Chen Xiaojuan's back disappeared at the door that he took a deep breath and picked up the bowl to eat porridge.
While eating, he recalled the details of what happened in the morning. Fortunately, no one should recognize him.
However, even if someone really dared to say it was him, with Zhou Cuihua's temper, she would go to the person's house and scold him until he shut up.
Thinking of this, he felt more at ease. His mother's strong temper was quite useful at critical moments. When he became successful in the future, he would definitely thank his mother.
…
Zhou Cuihua did not go back on her word this time, perhaps because the location was right in front of her home. She took Chen Xiaojuan with her and cleaned up the filth on the street without even having lunch.
The toilet collapsed and was difficult to clean up. After cleaning up the street, Zhou Cuihua went to find someone.
Feishui Village was not easy to find, so she walked to her mother's village, Dahe Village, and asked her brother from her mother's side to help.
However, at least I managed to rebuild the toilet before dark. Although the smell is still there, it is much better than before. I can only wait for it to dissipate slowly.
Baoya, Yun Chenglu, Yunhua and Yunyue, the four children, began to be forced by their eldest brother to study and practice calligraphy.
It was not until the evening that Yun Chengfu let the four children, who had diligently finished studying half of the book, go.
The two large water vats in the house were almost used up when they were clearing away the dishes, chopsticks, tables and chairs after the banquet yesterday. Now Yun Erlang was carrying a bucket to fetch water, and Yun Chenglu and Baoya also carried a bucket each and insisted on going together.
Yun Erlang readily agreed, and the six of them set off with buckets of water.
Yun Erlang led the way, carrying two buckets of water. Yun Chengfu carried one bucket himself, Yun Chengfu and Yun Yue carried one, and Baoya and Yunhua carried one.
When we went there, the bucket was empty. Everyone was shaking the bucket and chatting and laughing, it was very lively.
When villagers standing and chatting on the street saw this, they all praised the Yun family for their good life and well-raised children.
They soon arrived at the well at the west end of the village, and Baoya saw many people queuing from afar.
Although grandma had told Baoya that people from Heishui Village would come to their village to fetch water in the next few days, she didn't expect there would be so many people.
"Wait." Yun Erlang was not in a hurry. He put down the carrying pole and turned to say to the five children.
They are now at the end of the line, with more than ten people ahead of them.
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