Chapter 274 Golden Carp
On the stands of the Jiuqu River embankment, after the weather cleared up, the face of Zhao Bingzhao, the rich marquis, looked as bright as the weather.
"Left County Magistrate!"
"My Lord!"
Zuo Qiu stood up and responded.
"Let the dragon boat race continue!"
"Oh, by the way, could you please tell me that this Marquis is in a good mood today and will reward all participating dragon boat racers with ten taels of silver each."
"Tell them to go to the Zhao Family Inn in Sanhe Town to collect it when they have time!"
"Haha, the sunny day of September 9th has come, and the eighteen-year-old brother is sitting by the river. The east wind makes the windmill turn, and the broad bean flowers are fragrant and the wheat seedlings are fresh..."
In a good mood, Zhao Bingzhao stood up from his seat in the stands, and without caring about the dragon boat race behind him, he took the people around him and left, singing a tune that no one had ever heard before.
In the Zhao family's carriage, Fubao was staring at the golden carp in the porcelain jar. Suddenly, he heard the song sung by Zhao Bingzhao and instantly lost his composure.
This is the fucking "Ninety-nine Sunny Days"!
Fu Bao had previously concluded that his grandmother was a time traveler based on some of her words and actions. Now, after hearing the two songs "Returning to My Mother's Home" and "Ninety-nine Sunny Days" in quick succession, Fu Bao became extremely curious about the era in which his grandmother lived.
Both of these songs are relatively old.
Anyway, by the time Fubao grew up, he rarely heard it.
That is, the elderly people will occasionally hum a line or two.
In other words, her grandmother must have traveled through time earlier than she did. In fact, the internet might not have existed at the time of her grandmother's travel.
Thinking about it this way, Grandmother must be the real time travel predecessor
Unfortunately, if my grandmother had read some clichéd online novels, she might not have ended up like that.
However, unfortunately, there is no such thing.
Fubao sighed, reached his little paw into the porcelain jar, and poked the motionless golden carp hiding at the bottom of the jar.
"Could this little thing be a goblin?"
From ancient times to the present, there is a saying that the carp leaps over the dragon gate.
I'd heard a dragon's roar in the mist earlier. Perhaps this little creature had failed to leap over the Dragon Gate and was reduced to its original form. If it hadn't been lucky enough to encounter me, it might have died of thirst in the puddle.
"Little thing, are you a little carp that can leap over the Dragon Gate?"
Fubao muttered to himself and poked the little carp from time to time.
"My dear girl, if you want to raise it, don't grab it with your hands. If you damage its scales, it will die!"
Old Mrs. Xu noticed Fubao's little action, quickly stopped her, and told her the precautions of raising fish.
Fubao listened obediently and had already made up his mind that when he returned home, he would throw the little thing into the big water tank in his yard that was used to feed the horses.
Anyway, the water in the big water tank will never run out. When there is only half a tank of water left, her second brother will fill it up.
Originally, it would be best to throw this little thing into the well outside your house.
But there are always villagers coming to draw water from that well. If this little thing is accidentally pulled up by someone while drawing water, I'm afraid its life will be over.
Because of this golden little carp, Fubao was like a little kid with a new playmate in the eyes of his father and mother, who kept staring at the little carp.
But in fact, Fubao was wondering what was going on with this little thing.
There is also the doomed fate of the remnants of the previous dynasty that Uncle Lu mentioned.
This wasn't the first time Fu Bao had heard of the term "Robbery Road." It seemed her third brother had been targeted by it before. At that time, she had even helped him ward off a disaster, which had left her crying for a long time.
Now, why did the disaster appear again?
It feels like my family is incompatible with the destiny of disaster!
"My dear, your elder and second brothers have made it to the finals. Do you want to go and see them?"
When Fubao was thinking about the robbery, Mr. Xu's head appeared in her sight.
"ah!"
Mr. Xu's sudden appearance scared Fubao, and she subconsciously swung out her little palm and hit Mr. Xu in the face.
"ah!"
Fubao slapped his father in the face and instantly came to his senses, realizing that he had made a mistake.
But just now, she really didn't mean it.
“Huff, huff, huff…”
After realizing that he had made a mistake, Fubao decisively tried to please his father.
Poor her, she is an adult, and now she has to play the role of this little kid. Isn’t this putting it in a difficult position for her?
"Dear, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Does your little hand hurt?"
Seeing Fubao's frustrated look, Mr. Xu couldn't help but laugh. He grabbed Fubao's little hand and blew on it again and again.
Fubao felt even more ashamed.
She recalled seeing some videos online where children, no one knew if they were joking or if it was real, slapped their grandparents in the face one by one.
At that time, Fubao had only one feeling: if this was her child, she would beat his butt to pieces.
You little brat, you don’t know how to respect the elderly and love the young, you deserve to be punished.
Of course, Fubao doesn't judge children in a one-size-fits-all manner. Some of the videos are indeed of adults and children playing together, and she can't just make a judgment based on a clip of the video.
Just like what I did just now, it was indeed unintentional and a subconscious natural reaction of the body.
However, as a daughter, I was wrong to hit my own father.
So, Fubao feels very guilty.
Especially when he saw his father looking indifferent and even worried about the pain in his little hand, Fubao felt more and more that he was really born into a good family this time.
She has parents who dote on her, and three brothers who love each other, although the three bear paws can sometimes act stupidly.
But the more this is the case, the more this home feels warm and cozy.
"Let's go, Dad will take you to watch your eldest brother and second brother race dragon boats!"
Old Master Xu picked up Fubao and ran straight to the embankment by the river.
At this moment, dragon boats are racing on the Jiuqu River.
The eight dragon boats were all running at their fastest speed, and the drums were beating loudly.
The people on the shore were all shouting.
Fubao looked at the dragon boats racing forward, and suddenly his eyes looked towards the other side of Jiuqu River. There, there seemed to be a person, who seemed to be a Taoist priest.
“Dad, Dad…”
Fubao once again pulled Mr. Xu's hair and pointed to the other side of Jiuqu River.
She couldn't see the person on the other side clearly, but she had a vague feeling that he might be a Taoist priest. Could he be the one who was in charge of the Disaster Dao that her master had mentioned before?
Old Master Xu looked in the direction of Fubao's finger and saw the figure opposite him.
“Master, Master!”
When Mr. Xu saw the person opposite him, he immediately called Uncle Lu.
Then, Fubao once again witnessed Uncle Lu’s ability, the legendary crossing the river on a reed!
Of course, Uncle Lu did not use reeds, but a piece of bamboo pole. He simply cut off a piece of bamboo pole used to hang the sign of the stall next to him, and used it as his tool to cross the river.
(End of this chapter)
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