80s Taoism

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Zhang Jiaohua was on fire by the stove, there was nothing wrong with him here. Liu Qiaoye asked Zhang Biaohua to come in and watch the fire. He was just asking Zhang Biaohua to come in and start the fire. But if you don't give Zhang Biaohua a task, how can Zhang Biaohua be honestly here?

Roasting wine should not have a big fire, otherwise it will easily burn the bottom of the pot and give it a burnt taste. This pot of wine was completely wasted.

Zhang Youping knocked the house bang. Zhang Jiahua was a little bit noisy, so he pulled his throat and shouted, "Father, you don't always knock like this, knock out the Bodhisattva of Wealth."

Zhang Youping ran to the kitchen immediately, "Baby, don't talk nonsense about the New Year's Eve. Daddy won't knock anymore."

"For those who celebrate the New Year, you still knock everywhere. You don't know that the gods from all walks of life come to every house to receive incense. You knock so loudly, the gods think you don't want to see them." Zhang Jiaohua immediately fought back.

Zhang Youping felt that Zai Zai made sense, so he nodded, "This time, you are right. Zai Zai, tomorrow New Year's Eve, do you want Dad to buy you some good things? Dad will buy you one. The beautiful firecracker is back, do you want?"

"If you want something, I want to buy a sky cannon. There are also fireworks. The one that blows up a flower when it reaches the sky. It's the same as the one on TV." Zhang Jiaohua got a little excited when he talked about it. Only then has the appearance of a little kid.

Instead, Zhang Youping hoped to see the cub like an ordinary child, and smiled, "Okay. Dad will buy a firecracker and come back tomorrow. If you listen to your grandparents at home, your parents will come back from Guangdong every year. Fireworks."

"Then you have to remember. When you get to the street, you have to dare to buy. Don't be said by your mother-in-law, you dare not buy it." Zhang Jiaohua despised someone's fear of mother-in-law.

Zhang Youping became furious, and directly pinched someone's ear, "If you want, I'll tell my mother-in-law later, there is a kid who speaks bad things about her behind her back."

"Father, you and your mother are both adults, why do you always listen to him?" Zhang Jiaohua asked puzzledly.

"Father is not called listening to the mother-in-law. I will listen to whoever I say to your mother correctly." Zhang Youping couldn't help but patted **** a little **** again.

"Father, this time, your mother-in-law must have said something wrong. You quickly borrow a few roasted wine jars, and the wine at home will definitely not fit later." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"Are you serious? If I borrow a roasted wine jar and come back, if I don't have so much wine, I will spank you." Zhang Youping smiled and looked at Zazai. I thought Zai Zai was joking with him.

"You want it. But you and your mother can't talk nonsense. You can't blame me for saying the wrong thing." Zhang Jiaohua thought for a while, then rolled his eyes and made a request.

"What can't you say?" Zhang Youping asked.

"This can't be said. If you say it, it won't work." Zhang Jiaohua shook his head, this is not because of his disparity. This is true. Sometimes it is necessary to ask someone for a word when doing tricks. The sentence that you get is everything. If that sentence is not discussed, it cannot be fulfilled. And sometimes when you do the Fa, others can't say the wrong thing. If they say the wrong thing, things that work will also fail. Because the gods are listening to you, if you speak up, the gods will take it seriously. But this kind of words cannot be explained in advance, otherwise the gods will feel that you are playing tricks on him.

Zhang Youping scratched his head, "If it doesn't work later, wouldn't you just say a word casually? It's our responsibility."

"If you don't talk nonsense, how can you blame you? The key is to ask your mother not to talk nonsense. But I think it's more difficult. If you tell your mother not to talk nonsense, she must be against you." Zhang Jiaohua kept giggling. It seems to see the most interesting thing in the world.

"Look carefully at the fire in the stove. You can remember what you said, I'm going to borrow the roasted wine jar." Zhang Youping walked to the yard, scratched his head, and listened to what a **** kid said. Is it true? Don't make jokes then. But things that have already been agreed with Zai Zai can't be ignored. Zhang Youping bite the bullet and walked to the old house. He was embarrassed to borrow someone else's wine jar. Instead, he went to the old house.

Liu Qiaoye picked a load of radishes, one by one in white, looking like a carved white jade. The radish after the snow has no chaff and no spicy taste. It tastes very refreshing. In this winter, it is almost as refreshing as ice cream.

"What about your father?" Liu Qiaoye took a load of radishes to the corner of the kitchen. The radishes were washed clean and covered with ice drops, which looked even more pleasant.

"My father went to borrow the wine jar. Later I will ask the ancestor to recite the curse of roasting wine. This wine jar will definitely not fit. I asked Dad to borrow a few jars. I made a bet with Dad~www.wuxiahere .com~Don't talk nonsense. Otherwise, it will all be regarded as father's loss. Anyway, Dad is in the same group with you." Zhang Jiaohua is also worried about Liu Qiaoye talking nonsense. He had recite the curse of roasting wine with the old Taoist master. If you invite Master, wine will continue to flow out of the wine pipe. Just like the mountain spring water from Meizitang that was picked up with bamboo slips, it never dries up.

"Your dad is also living and going back, so why is he blinded by you?" Liu Qiaoye was a little dissatisfied with the man, and at the same time gave the kid at home a blank eye.

"Mother, I haven't tried it. How do you know if it's OK? Remember, don't talk nonsense later." Zhang Jiaohua warned.

"I'm back. Zazai, you'd better not play with me, otherwise I want you to have a small red flower on your ass." Zhang Youping rushed back happily with a toasted wine jar in his hand.

"Zhang Youping, you really belong to you. Your parents really regarded you as a young kid. They even lent you the roasted wine jar." Liu Qiaoye was speechless.

"I told them that I am going to make some medicinal wine." Zhang Youping smiled.

Liu Qiaoye also couldn't laugh.

"Mother, remember, don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Jiaohua reminded him again.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll make up for the nonsense. I will prepare a shoot of Miao bamboo (Miao bamboo shoot: bamboo branch of Phyllostachys edulis)." Liu Qiaoye threatened, and he really walked into the yard and picked up a shoot of Miao bamboo. Shoot back. All the leaves on this bamboo branch fell off. There are many small branches on the bamboo branch. When hitting the body, the attack surface is active and wide. It is very painful to hit people, but there is no fear that it will hurt the skin. It is a must-have for educating young girls in Meizi'ao.

"Baby, I think your mother is serious about this matter. If you can't do it, admit it wrong, and Dad will save you later. You will avoid this meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots and shoots." Zhang Youping said quickly. (To be continued.)