The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

Of course, if in the future he has knowledge and can write a good story and spread it widely, that's fine, he will be sublimated, but that's not her business, what she can do is to provide a chance to start.

"Okay, okay, our old Song family's aunt has the final say!" Song Youyin stretched out his hands, grabbed Song Fubao's shoulders and lifted him up, and then galloped on the path in the field.

The sudden weightlessness made Song Fubao startled. For a second, her eyes were blank, and the wind in her ears told her that this was not a dream.

After five or six seconds of landing steadily, she turned around and gave Song Youyin a slap on the buttocks. This slap used three parts of her strength, causing Song Youyin to grin her teeth in pain, and immediately covered her buttocks and squatted down in pain, "Sister, you, It's so hard, it hurts!"

"Next time you dare to scare me like this, the spanking won't be the butt, third brother, it will scare people to death." Moreover, she seems to be afraid of heights, no, it's the feeling of fear of weightlessness, just like riding an elevator.

A human butt is a miraculous thing. Song Youyin, who was in pain just now, could stand up by rubbing his butt.

"Then you can't spank my ass next time. What kind of words does a girl spank a man's ass?" Song Youyin looked around and felt relieved when he didn't find any outsiders here.

Song Fubao heard that he was also worried that he was thinking of himself, and this is indeed the feudal ancient times, head-to-head encounters would only hurt, so he nodded, "Okay, then next time I step on your foot!"

Song Youyin: ...

"My sister is so smart!"

……

The two brothers and sister ran away fighting, and came back limply after checking the radishes. The hot water had already been boiled, and Boss Song also came in from the door, followed by a few young guys from the village.

Song Fubao took a look and saw that they were the few articulate ones in the village. Song Youyin turned his back to the gate of the courtyard. Seeing Song Fubao's doubts, he turned around immediately, and those young men suddenly bowed to him.

"Hello, master!"

Song Fubao chuckled, Song Youyin was stunned, what are you talking about, master?Call him, when did he become their master?

"Hey, I scared you, but the master in the town said that there is no limit to learning, don't be ashamed to ask, calling you a master is not too much."

"You Yin, you can earn a lot of silver every month as a storyteller in the town. We all know that this time Tianxianglou will train new storytellers. You must be the judge, and you speak so well, you Just teach us.!"

"That's right, we all belong to the same village. We used to go down the river together to touch fish."

Song Fubao held back his laughter, tsk tsk tsk, the difficulty of friendship, it depends on what the second brother will do, teach or not teach, if you don't teach, you will lose friends, but teaching, not everyone is suitable for this line of work.

When the time comes, some will lose the election and some will be selected, so it's okay to think about it...Anyway, one more thing is worse than one less thing, and if you promise, you will always bear the risk of trouble.

Song Youyin really hesitated, looked at Boss Song and Song Fubao, Song Fubao turned his head and did not intend to help.

The boy who said Moyu saw Song Fubao smiling, and quickly added, "Moyu is for your sister..."

The smile on Song Fubao's face stopped abruptly, faster than Sichuan opera's face change:  …

She is careless!

This time it was Boss Song's turn to hold back his laughter, but he was rarely smart for a while.

"Although our family, Youyin, is the first storyteller in the whole town, he is just an errand for others. How can it be his turn to judge? Shopkeeper Liu also asked me to find someone, and he didn't say anything else. Right, let’s wait for shopkeeper Liu to make arrangements tomorrow, and go back today first.”

Seeing this, Song Fubao also sighed and stood up.

"How about this, I will listen to the content of "Journey to the West" a few times today, and tomorrow you will listen to my third brother to the guests, and learn by yourself. My third brother is the kind of talent, just lip service , It’s okay to talk about books, but it’s too much to say anything else.”

Song Youyin immediately agreed, and the others were a little disappointed. This time, only four people were selected from the village, and there were six people from other villages. They thought they would be the first to get the moon if they were close to the water!

But hearing Song Fubao's idea, he became happy again. This is really good, and he can hear the story behind Journey to the West before everyone else. They have long wanted to wait.

So everyone sat down neatly, squatted down and waited to listen.

Song Fubao cleared his throat, and said calmly, "I said last time... let's talk about that..."

An hour passed, and everyone was addicted to it. In the end, the more they listened, the more excited they became. They were still laughing silly after being sent out of the gate by Song Laoer.

It wasn't until the courtyard door was closed that I realized it. A few people looked at me and I looked at you, dejected.

"Do you still remember what Song Fubao said just now?"

"I... can't remember everything!"

"I can't remember either, what should I do, Song Youyin can talk about it tomorrow after listening to it once, what should we do, let's go back first, check the content together tomorrow morning, each of us remember a little bit, then together we'll be done! "

……

After a few people left, Lao Song's family was free and slept peacefully all night.

Early the next morning, Song Fubao was still rinsing by the well when he heard Aunt Li giggling, "Fubao, Fubao, are you awake?"