Sister Han is good at farming

Chapter 113 Uninvited Guest

Because of the cold weather and the continuous rain and snow, everyone in Zaoziling stayed at home unless necessary. Some families even ate only one meal a day to save food, and spent the rest of the time lying in bed.

There are only two families who are busy in the whole village. One is the hunter Chi and his son and their Chi family army, and the other is Ruan Qingqing.

She couldn't stay at home all day, but there were no cell phones or computers here, so she couldn't stay at home for more than a few days.

She put on a down jacket and a raincoat and went outside to shovel snow with Liu Yi and the others. Besides shoveling snow, she also built a huge snowman outside her yard.

After indulging himself for a while, he went on to make snowmen in the shape of Tang Monk and his three disciples.

"Miss, what are you piled up here? It's not hard to tell that this is a monk, but this one? It looks like a human, but it's not. It looks like a monkey, but it's a bit bigger. It looks weird and quite interesting."

"This one is also quite interesting! It looks so naive, like a combination of a pig's head and a human body. It's really interesting!"

"This one looks a bit clumsy and awkward, and at first glance, looks like a bandit."

"How can this be called dumb and clumsy? It is clearly cruel and ruthless! Even if he is a bandit, he is still a vicious and cruel bandit."

"Why is he a vicious and ruthless bandit?"

"Didn't you see the skull collars around his neck? Nine of them! Unless someone is extremely vicious, who would hang a skull around their neck?"

"Yes, that's right! That makes sense!"

Several of Liu Yi's servants commented on the snowmen of various shapes that Ruan Qingqing had made.

"Miss, it's New Year's Day, and it's unlucky to have such a ferocious and evil person at the door. It will block your fortune!"

Wang Fang was quite disgusted with the snowman in the shape of Monk Sha.

Ruan Qingqing thought it was quite funny. Judging from their reactions, it was clear that the story of Journey to the West had not yet spread here.

"Aunt Wang, this guy is not some evil man. He was once the general who rolled up the curtains in the heavenly palace. He was banished to the Flowing Sand River because he accidentally broke a colored glass cup at the Peach Banquet. Every seven days, he was stabbed more than a hundred times in the chest with a flying sword."

"Ah! Isn't it just that he broke that glass lamp? Not only did he kill someone, but he also had to be stabbed more than a hundred times with a flying sword every seven days. The gods in heaven are not that good!"

Liu Yi listened to Monk Sha's indignation and asked Ruan Qingqing, "Did he kill people because he couldn't stand the humiliation?"

"It was not because he could not bear the humiliation but because he was hungry and cold. He would come out of the waves of the Flowing Sand River for two or three days, looking for a passerby to eat. But he did not expect that he would offend Guanyin Bodhisattva one day. After the Bodhisattva's persuasion, he converted to Buddhism, took Sha as his surname, and took the Buddhist name Wujing."

"What happened next?" This time the person asking the question was Chi Jingxiao who was passing by on patrol.

"Later... Actually, this is a long story. Why don't I tell you all about it from the beginning?"

"Great! We have nothing to do now. We don't have the chance to listen to the storytellers in town. It would be nice to listen to the fairy tales told by the young lady!"

Aunt Wang agreed with both hands.

"Hey, Miss Ruan, why don't you set a time for your storytelling? I want to listen too." Chi Jingxiao suggested.

"Okay, then let's go to the two time periods of Si and Wei!"

Ruan Qingqing was also bored to death, and telling stories to everyone to kill time was a good idea, so she accepted without hesitation.

At first, she only told the story to the servants and Chi Jingxiao. Later, somehow, other families in Zaoziling also heard about it. Ruan Qingqing's story about the stone monkey escorting the master to the West to obtain the scriptures was very exciting.

No matter how cold it was outside, everyone ran to her house to listen to stories.

Ruan Shixing even directly recorded what he heard every day and checked with Ruan Qingqing to see if there was anything missing.

Fu Yuanhao and his companions finally arrived at Zaoziling after much hardship and were ready to ask Ruan Pinghuai who lived at the entrance of the village for some hot water to drink.

"Hey, uncle, can we get some hot water from your house?"

"Drink hot water! We don't have time to boil it now. We are in a hurry to listen to the story of the Monkey King's journey to the West! Young man, if you really want to drink hot water, why don't you come with me to Qingqing's house? Not only will there be plenty of hot water, but there are also stories to listen to. Oh, it's getting late, so I won't say any more to you. Otherwise, you will miss the beginning again today."

After Ruan Pinghuai said the last two sentences, he rushed to Ruan Qingqing's house as if his butt was on fire.

Fu Yuanhao's face turned green. He was the magistrate of a county and couldn't even ask the people under his jurisdiction for a bowl of hot water. Especially when he saw Ruan Pinghuai falling three times because he ran too fast, his face turned black.

"Look at you, County Magistrate Fu. In the eyes of the common people, you are like a scourge and a beast. They want to avoid you as much as possible!"

Yuan Pingzhang, who came from behind, couldn't help but laugh out loud with glee when he saw this.

"County Magistrate Yuan, how can you tell that this county magistrate is a scourge and a monster in the eyes of the common people?" Fu Yuanhao glanced at Yuan Pingzhang lazily.

"Wasn't it very obvious just now?" He pointed at Ruan Pinghuai's back.

"Let's go and take a look! Let's see what magic the story of the stone monkey protecting his master from obtaining Buddhist scriptures has." Fu Yuanhao didn't bother to pay attention to Yuan Pingzhang and ordered Suiyun directly.

At the east end of the village, Ruan Qingqing was about to start her speech when Ruan Pinghuai rushed in. "Qingqing, have you started yet? I got up early today on purpose. I didn't miss the beginning, did I?"

Ruan Qingqing smiled at him, "Master Ruan Jiu, you came at the perfect time today!"

"That's good! That's good! This story is just like the dry tobacco we smoke. If we don't smoke, we always feel like something is missing. If we only smoke half a pinch, we can't even satisfy our craving. It's so uncomfortable!"

Ruan Pinghuai joked.

"Haha, you know what, Uncle Jiu's words really touched my heart!" someone responded.

"Okay, Qingqing, start talking! Don't listen to their nonsense, we want to hear more today!" Old Master Ruan said dissatisfiedly.

"Yes, Qingqing, hurry up and speak." Others stood up and shouted.

"Okay, grandpas, grandmas, uncles, aunts, and wives, please be quiet for a moment. We are about to begin."

When Fu Yuanhao followed the villagers' footsteps and found Ruan Qingqing's yard, he was first startled by the snowmen of various shapes in front of the yard. After a closer look, he felt that the snowmen were vivid and had distinct personalities.

"interesting!"

As they got off the carriage and entered the yard, they heard clear and rhythmic voices coming from the house in front of them.

After just two sentences, they were drawn in. Gently pushing open the door, they quietly sat in the corner, listening to the story with full concentration.

After a while, their hearts also began to fluctuate along with the twists and turns of the plot in Ruan Qingqing's mouth.

When they heard the wonderful part, Fu Yuanhao and others couldn't help but raise their hands and shouted "Good!"

Yuan Pingzhang even threw a silver ingot directly to Ruan Qingqing.

Ruan Qingqing was quick-witted and grabbed it.

"Good skills!" Yuan Pingzhang shouted.

The scene fell silent for a moment.