Reborn 1980 Girls should be self-reliant

The fastest runners were those who lived in the same courtyard as Sister Yun. Sister Yun and her husband ran out in unlined clothes with panicked faces. Both of them had patterns painted on their faces, which were bastard and long tongue. It’s really half of the face is funny, half of the face is horrified, that’s fine, when the couple lay on the bed and opened their eyes, they saw a big line of blood red writing on the top of the face, "There is a wrong and a debt, it’s not that it’s not time to report. "

The scarlet letter was seen as soon as they opened their eyes. It's no wonder they were scared to death.

After knowing what was going on, few of the neighbors who heard the news came to sympathize with the couple, and some people gloated in the crowd. "It's what I deserve."

"They didn't really do anything wrong, did they?"

"Have they done less resentful things?"

"It's not haunted, is it?"

Everyone was chattering, talking about everything.

Sister Yun and her husband were paralyzed with fright, and they didn't have the slightest strength to argue.

At this time, a child came out rubbing his eyes. "Mom, what's the matter? It's so noisy."

"Doudou." Sister Yun was so frightened that she hugged her son and looked him up and down. "Are you OK?"

"Mom, you have a bastard on your face." Doudou pointed at her mother's face and laughed heartlessly.

The only thing that made the couple rejoice was that there was nothing left on their son or in his room.

This incident was so bizarre that it quickly spread around.

Han Xiaoxiao washed up, went to school after eating breakfast, and didn't know what would happen next. When she came back, she saw the old lady Fang in the yard telling her grandma's beaming narration, and immediately parked the car and walked over.

"You didn't see them, the way they two look, ouch, I laughed so hard. Fortunately, I heard the news and passed away immediately. Otherwise, I really couldn't see this good show. Hahaha, I don't know if God has appeared. Well done well done."

"God" Han Xiaoxiao on the side laughed secretly.

"Xiaoxiao, let me tell you..."

Qiao Jiu came out of the house and saw that his old mother was still talking there, so he said helplessly, "Mom, how many times have you talked about it this day, should we still eat?"

"Oh my face, don't post it too much." The old lady slapped her legs and hurried into the house.

Qiao Jiu winked at Han Xiaoxiao, and the two walked to the corner.

"Xiaoxiao, do you know what happened there?"

"I just heard what my aunt said."

"Do you think it's strange? Who did this?" Qiao Jiu raised his chin and thought.

The fake God Lord stood in front of him with a calm and calm expression. "Brother Nine, whoever did it, maybe it will impress them so that they won't dare to do those bad things in the future."

"That's right, I just think it's a bit of a coincidence, but maybe they offended many people before, and someone did this to punish them, but I really admire the person who did this, how do you say that they did it without anyone noticing it?" What about it?" Qiao Jiu was very curious.

Don't talk about him, many people want to break their heads, and they can't figure out how to do these things without alarming a single person.

Han Xiaoxiao continued to play dumb. "Yes, it's amazing." If she hadn't touched the sleeping point of the family of three when she passed by, she wouldn't have dared to do so many things even if the other party was asleep. Fortunately, the effect was not bad, and she was very satisfied.

When encountering such a thing, people who don’t believe in ghosts and gods will definitely report it to the police. However, Sister Yun and her husband and wife may have done a lot of bad things. Maybe they really believe in these things. After cleaning the house and face, they disappeared quietly. When I got up, there was no report or anything.

But soon, someone who lived in a courtyard revealed that the couple had invited strangers they didn't know to come over and shut them up in the house in a godlike manner.

Han Xiaoxiao almost laughed when she heard this.

Their Xiufangzhai reopened for business, and no one came to investigate the matter again. Han Xiaoxiao knew that her spoof still worked.

If this scaring doesn't work, she can use other methods to continue to deal with them.

The store had just resumed business, and she also went to the Children's Palace to participate in the semi-finals of the calligraphy competition.

Compared with the initial round, there are many fewer people participating in the semi-finals.

The rules of this rematch are also different from the previous preliminary round. Last time they just wrote a poem, but this time they directly published a short article for them to follow.

As soon as Han Xiaoxiao picked up the brush, she noticed someone standing beside her to watch.

Without being disturbed by the viewers, she held her breath and concentrated on writing with a pen, stroke by stroke, conscientiously, and was careful when dipping the ink, lest the ink drip onto the paper and cause smudges to affect her grades.

The people on the side nodded while watching, and also took care not to disturb her.

When she finally wrote and put down the brush, the person next to her finally spoke.

"Little girl, how long have you been practicing calligraphy?"

"Ten years." She gave the answer without thinking about it. It was indeed ten years, but these ten years were in the Great Yin Dynasty. The world, for a full ten years.

"No wonder the writing is so good." Yu Lao said with emotion. "Then who did you learn from?" Judging by the strokes, his teacher must be regarded as a master.

"Me." Han Xiaoxiao didn't know what to say. Her running script was taught by her father. Part of the hairpin lower script was learned from her mother, and part was learned from the female wife who taught their sisters, but how to say this, I was entangled She had an idea and said: "An old monk." I'm sorry, Monk Ha Duqing, and I will use your name again.

"It turned out to be a master." Yu Lao had no doubts at all. People outside Fang did not necessarily have special skills. On the contrary, Xu was able to calm down. On the contrary, many masters were accomplished in other fields while reciting scriptures and eating fast. Not shallow.

Seeing that she didn't ask, Han Xiaoxiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and she didn't know what to make up if she continued to ask, so it's okay.

Knowing that she had a master long ago, Yu Lao felt that it was a matter of course and a little regretful. After all, who doesn't like a seedling with good qualifications? He also thought that if the child didn't have a good teacher, he could recommend himself.

If Han Xiaoxiao knew what he was thinking, she would definitely regret her answer. Even if it was hard to explain, she wanted to find a well-known master for her calligraphy in this era, so that she would not always use the old monk Du Qing when asked. As a shield.

After talking to her for a few words, Mr. Yu sat back. After all, there were still contestants who hadn't finished writing, so he couldn't communicate too much with Han Xiaoxiao.

Han Xiaoxiao originally planned to leave directly, but was stopped by a middle-aged man who chased him out as soon as he went out.

"What's up?"

"Student Han Xiaoxiao, wait a minute, Mr. Yu has something to say to you."

Although she didn't know who Yu Lao was, she obediently followed him in.

When she was brought in front of the old man, she recognized that this was the old man who was standing in front of her talking during the game, so what did she do to her?Could it be that he wanted to ask the old monk Du Qing, then he didn't know anything, Han Xiaoxiao guessed.