world's most stupid

Mr. He's youngest son is not stupid!His stupid disease was cured by his father with a brick!

He Shixi, who is not stupid, was summoned by the Patriarch, and the Patriarch even gave him the things to study.

Soon, such news spread throughout the He residence.

Mrs. He Sun and He Sanniang were all overjoyed when they saw that Xiao Shiyi came back with the gift from the Patriarch, and learned that the Patriarch himself said that the previous things were not counted, and that he would go to school to study hard in the future. It's over.

That night, in the middle of the night, Eleven was sleeping soundly on the bed, with his mouth half open and his limbs spread out.

The little maid sitting on the night watch sat on the foot of the bed and dozed off with one hand resting on her forehead. The two servants He Yici gave him, Tingzhu Tingtao, slept in the suite next door.

From the roof, a thin spider thread hangs down.

Click.A large gray-black spider the size of a child's palm fell onto Eleven's bed curtain.

The gray-black spider swished into the bed curtain and climbed onto Eleven's quilt. It seemed extremely excited, and crawled around and around on the brocade quilt, leaving one gray thread after another.

Seeing that there was no movement on Eleventh, the gray-black spider felt that there was hope, and worked more diligently to weave a wedding dress for the bride it had in mind.

After spending half an hour, the big gray-black spider finally left its silk on the entire quilt. It seemed that the heat was almost ready, and the big gray-black spider began to climb towards Eleven's face, planning to jump a Show him the courtship dance.

Just as one of the long legs of the big gray-black spider touched Eleven's face.

A small white spider the size of a grain of rice suddenly shot out from the top of the bed net, with a thread at the back of its tail, it went straight to the big gray-black spider.

The big gray-black spider didn't move, and its body became shriveled after a while.

The long leg of the small white spider the size of a grain of rice lifted lightly, and the body of the big gray-black spider immediately turned into fly ash.

The little spider, who was full, crawled around Little Eleven as if patrolling its own territory, and then went back to the top of the bed net to hide.

In the morning, the little maid's scream woke Shi Shi who was still trying to stay in bed.

Eleven opened his eyes, and saw the little maid pointing at his brocade quilt with her mouth covered in horror.

Tingzhu and Tingtao rushed in after hearing the sound.

Eleven looked down at the quilt and saw a lot of spider threads.

...Did he go to Pansi Cave last night?

Tingzhu quickly rolled up the brocade quilt, fortunately there were no spider silk or spiders underneath.

"Master, are you alright?" Ting Tao was nervous, and stepped forward to hug Eleven.

Eleven refused, got up from the bed by himself, and didn't let the maid wait on him, took his clothes and went behind the screen to change.His belly button is itching to death, he has to secretly pull out the silk!

"Clean, clean the room." Eleven didn't know where the spider silk on the quilt came from—it wasn't his silk, he could tell it at a glance.But he suspected that the spider silk might have something to do with his ability to spin silk.

This kind of thing is not easy to investigate carefully, and Eleven can only answer vaguely.

Ting Zhu carried the brocade quilt out, this quilt cannot be kept.

Eleventh Young Master's room underwent a thorough cleaning, including the replacement of all bed curtains and bedding.

Mrs. He Sun was startled, and was shocked when she learned that her son was entangled in spider silk at night.

But there were enough things about her son, and He Sun didn't want to cause new troubles if it got out, so he strictly ordered the servants who knew about it not to spread it.

Tingzhu, who went to burn the quilt, came back looking for Eleven with a strange look on his face, and whispered something to him.

Eleven, who was eating breakfast, got up, "Let's go, have a look!"

He Ba was curious and wanted to follow.He was called to stop by Mrs. He Sun.

He Wu also reprimanded his younger brother, He Ba is super helpless, his younger brother is not stupid, he will become the most worthless in this family.

Ting Zhu took Eleven to a secluded corner of Baihe Courtyard, pointed to the quilt on the ground ready to be burned and said, "Master, look."

The spread quilt shines brightly in the sun.

Ting Tao, who came with him, said, "Ah!"

baby!Eleven's eyes sparkled.

Afterwards, Eleven found a branch and bent over to pick up a small ball of spider silk from the quilt.

Sure enough, it was the spider silk that emitted the colorful light, not the brocade quilt.

"Master?" Tingzhu and Tingtao looked at the young master together.

"No, no, it's burning, put it away!" Eleven waved his hand.

"Yes." Ting Zhu stretched out his hand to roll up the spider silk little by little.

"Not poisonous? Not sticky?" Ting Tao asked.

Ting Zhu shook his head, "It's very slippery, softer and smoother than the best silk."

Hearing Tao heard the words, he couldn't help talking, "Scared! Still talking constantly? Is it true or not?"

Ting Zhu: "Really. I've tried it, and I can't stop pulling it with my hands."

Good stuff!Eleven joyfully put the spider silk that Tingzhu had given him into a small cloth bag.

Ting Tao hesitated, "Master, do you want to report this matter to the Patriarch?"

Zhu Ze shook his head and said: "Young Master, it's best not to mention this matter, you are in a special situation now, one more thing is worse than one less thing."

Ting Tao retorted: "What if the silk-spinning spider is harmful to people? Or what kind of treasure is it, shouldn't the owner know about it?"

Ting Zhu looked at Eleven, "Master, what do you mean?"

No need to think too much about Eleven, this matter has been known by many people, and he is now in the "investigation period", I am afraid that not long after a large number of spider silks were found in his room, the owner of the house has already known about it.

"Listen to Tao, you go and sue the Patriarch of Jiajia..."

"Yes."

Eleven thought that once this matter was reported to the authorities, his clues would probably be handed over, tears!

Not long after, a servant from the main house came back with Ting Tao, saying that he would take the spider silk to show the owner.

I say it!Eleven took out the small cloth bag in pain.

After half an hour.

A small bag of spider silk baffled a group of practitioners who were at least over a hundred years old.

The six ancestors of the He family gathered around the spider silk, telling each other their guesses, but they all felt that they didn't quite resemble each other.

In the end, it was He Zhidao who said, "Isn't there the Flying Snow Tower in the Guanghan Palace? We can send the spider silk to them for appraisal."

"But this spider silk keeps cutting and burning, if you take the whole ball..."

"What are you afraid of? He hasn't seen anything good in Guanghan Palace, so he cares about this little spider thread?"

"I'm afraid this is not an ordinary spider silk. You think even us old ghosts can't see it..."

"What I am more concerned about is why this spider silk appeared on Xiao Shiyi's quilt? What I am more concerned about is whether this spider silk will only appear this time, or will it appear again?"

He Zhidao made it clear: "I'll send someone to take care of my eleventh day."

"We can't take this spider silk for nothing." Yun Zu who had been silent all this time said suddenly.

He Zhidao laughed, expressing that he would never treat Xiao Shiyi badly.

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He Shixi, who became smarter, was surrounded by people in the school for a long time.

The He Family Academy is strictly controlled, and no one dares to laugh face to face at being stupid before the eleventh.

In private, Eleven had already been famous for beating people everywhere with He Yici in the past two years. He also had three brothers and sisters in the school, and the four of them helped each other, and no one dared to provoke them easily.

After entering the He Family Academy, I discovered that this school not only teaches literature, but also martial arts.However, not everyone has to learn, but according to the students' wishes and their own qualifications, the instructors will teach students in accordance with their aptitude.

Of course He Shiyi signed up for the martial arts class.

As soon as he got home from school, the owner sent a feedback to Xiao Shiyi, euphemistically saying: Congratulations to Xiao Shiyi on his recovery and wisdom.

The rewards given by the Patriarch are always solid, but this time it was silver, a box full of snowflake silver, and two servants brought it in.

Exchanging a bunch of seemingly extraordinary colorful spider silk for a thousand taels of silver, Shi Shi didn't know if it was a good deal, but it was better than nothing.

He Sun and the three children were overjoyed to see so much money.

He Ba picked up a piece of silver and shouted: "I want a bow and arrow! I want a custom-made small bow and arrow! My cousins ​​and cousins ​​all have their own bows and arrows, but I still use those from the school. I also want new wristbands and bows. Knuckles."

He Shishi waved his hands proudly: "Buy, buy, buy!"

He Sanniang laughed, "Little Eleven, then you should make a new dress for your sister too."

He Shishi continued to talk: "Do it, do it!"

He Wu also joined in the fun: "Brother, brother will have a poetry meeting with others this month, but unfortunately I don't want to participate because I don't have enough money. If you can support one or two, Brother Wu will be very grateful."

He Shishihao flew up, grabbed a few silver leaves and stuffed them into his fifth brother's arms, "Here! No, no, no, no, no more!"

He Sunshi was full of bitterness, and smiled with tears in his eyes: "Eleventh Lang, don't waste money, this money is enough for our family to chew on for a long time."

Eleven also knew that it was basically impossible for him to get the thousand taels of silver alone at the young age of seven.He also made a plan, took out half of it and handed it over to the Hesun family for household use, and distributed the other half to the three brothers and sisters, and he put away the rest to see if he could find someone to make a living. We can't keep living like this forever.His father is unreliable, so we can only rely on him.

But as soon as Shi Yi stammered out his plan, his father came in with a few servants, and ordered all the money to be carried to his room as soon as he came in.

Little Eleven: "..." Your mother!

Seeing the young master rolling up his sleeves with a dark face and turning his head to look around for something, Ting Zhu reacted quickly and swooped down to hug his young master tightly.

"My eleventh young master, you can't!"

Little Eleven: "Let go, let go!"

Listen to bamboo life and death.

Ting Tao also saw the smell, and quickly moved all the things that could be used as weapons around Eleven Young Master to one side.

He Xiujie raised his neck and sneered: "Why, you still want to kill your father again for this box of silver? Disrespectful! Your life is mine, let alone your money."

Seeing Eleven being tightly embraced by the servants, He Xiujie felt extremely relieved, and quickly left the main room—in fact, he was also afraid that Eleven would really pounce on him.

Taking money from someone is like killing your parents!You wait for me!Xiao Shiyi's eyes were about to burst into flames.

He Sunshi didn't dare to say a word after her husband came in, and He Sanniang and He Wu didn't dare to "speak up for righteousness". "It was moved away.

Naturally, this matter could not be hidden from the Patriarch who was staring at Baiheyuan, but after he knew it, he just sighed lightly and did not blame the third son for it.It is only natural for a father to be in charge of the property of his minor children. Even if he is a grandfather, he can't say anything. I just hope that the father and son can get along slowly in the future.

Including He Sunshi, the adults and children in Baihe Courtyard didn't think Eleventh Young Master could endure this matter. He was the one who dared to hit his own father with a bucket.

However, during the next period of eleventh, he was very quiet and did not take any action. He happily went to class with his brothers and sisters every day, and in the evening he was so tired that he was helped back by his brothers and sisters like a puppy.