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Chapter 24 Zhang Yi's Secret

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    Seeing the masters with knives and guns getting closer and closer, Xiao Si felt his legs go weak, and he asked tremblingly, "Master, if you don't run now, when will you wait?"

    Yang Lengshan smiled calmly: "I'm not busy. I still have a few words to say to the children."

    He squatted down, and kindly said to the last emperor who suddenly fell into the dust: "My child, it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Only the difficult things must be done. Remember this, don't be sorry for the common people  things."

    The little master listened half-understood, and gnawed the sauce-flavored elbow in a panic, but was snatched away by a eunuch who rushed over, and the old man with a thin voice whimpered, "Damn the slave, let the master be killed by you!"  The villain entrapped him!"

    A group of guys in short outfits and long braids are close at hand, vicious.

    Teacher Yang smiled slightly, stretched out his arms, and calmly drew a big circle in front of Xiaosi and himself, and suddenly a thick white mist rose from the circle.

    "What are you still doing in a daze, go!" Master's powerful arms pulled him into the mist.

    Many guards clearly saw two big living people beside the little master, but in a blink of an eye, they walked into the mist and disappeared!

    "Ah! Master, wait for me!" Yang Xiaosi saw Master running ahead, with fake braids flying behind him.

    The elegant middle-aged man turned his head around, he didn't know what was stuffed into him, smiled mysteriously, and disappeared in the mist!

    The young man was anxious, shouted, and finally woke up

    Still in shock, he looked around, still staying in the hut, everything was still dark and quiet.

    "What's going on? Ouch, I must be dreaming." Xiao Si gasped and gradually calmed down.  He turned on the switch next to the bed and opened his eyes in a daze.

    "It's terrible! Why am I still wearing an eunuch's clothes!" Xiao Si jumped up in fright, scanning his whole body.

    The master and the two eunuchs he took down were all fourth-rank, and the peacock was embroidered on the front of the clothes, which was extremely delicate.  I don't want to let him wear the clothes from 1912 back to the present age!

    "Could it be that everything I experienced just now is real?!" Xiaosi sat on the bed, speechless for a while.

    As soon as he raised his hand, something fell from the bed.

    The young man looked down and saw that there were actually two packs of Sachima, which were only wrapped in oiled paper, and the aroma was tangy.

    He wiped his mouth, and it seemed that he was still tainted with the smell of various delicacies.  But why did Master disappear?  He rushed to the phone, clicked on the WeChat avatar, and there was a sentence:

    See you next Saturday at 10pm.

    "My God! What kind of time gate was opened yesterday It's over now!" Xiaosi couldn't help beating his chest and stamping his feet.

    "Bang, bang, bang!" There was a rude knock on the door.

    "Who? What are you doing in the middle of the night?" It's only five o'clock now, and Xiaosi usually doesn't get up yet.  He hurriedly took off the eunuch costume, rolled it up, and stuffed it into the bed.

    Zhang Yi, who was next door, slammed his fist on the door angrily.  The sound insulation of this rented house is not good. After a busy day, I didn't see Xiao Si come back. When I went to sleep, in the middle of the night, this kid suddenly yelled wildly, as if there were many people chasing and killing him behind him.

    The middle-aged and elderly people do not sleep well, and when he heard Xiao Si's yelling one after another, he felt frightened.  But there was no movement for a long time!

    The young man wore the Republic of China costume when he went out, opened the door, and poked his head out: "It's still early, uncle, you don't sleep, why are you smashing my door?"

    Zhang Yi got up in a hurry and only had time to put on his pajamas. He pointed to the sky that was not yet fully lit: "You don't sleep well in the middle of the night, why are you shouting? You are so scared that uncle is about to have a heart problem!"

    ?Sunday, April 21, 2019, light rain, 18c-22c

    "Oh, oh, I had a nightmare. It's okay, it's okay, thank you for your concern." Xiaosi looked at the east and turned pale. Although there was no shadow of the sun, the sky was about to dawn.

    He was about to close the door, but Zhang Yi squeezed in without any explanation, looking enviously at the furnishings of the young man's room.

    The old man was speechless: "Tsk tsk tsk, what kind of luck did you have! People say that the sky is full of pies, but you are lucky, you got such things for no reason."

    Xiao Si didn't want to introduce too much about Sister Yang Mingyue's situation, fearing that it would be disadvantageous to her, so she just perfunctorily said, "It's a gift from a relative."

    Zhang Yi's eyes suddenly fell on a stack of textbooks on the folding table. His heart was shocked, he leaned over, sat in front of the table, and quickly flipped through it

    Xiao Si is unknown.So, I went to the sink to wash up on my own.

    "Si'er, where did you get so many elementary and middle school textbooks?" Zhang Yi put down a third-year Chinese textbook and asked with complicated emotions.

    Yang Xiaosi took out the Sachima exclusive to the royal family, handed a piece to the old neighbor, and started to boil water.  He recently bought an electric kettle, and drinking tea is much more convenient than before.

    The young man smiled and said, "Uncle, these books were also given to me by my relatives. I hope I can study hard. That's probably what it means."

    He judges the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and he is a little worried that Zhang Yi will let him take all the textbooks and use them as capital for renting books.

    But these days, who would read textbooks as novels? This is really too much to worry about.

    Zhang Yi sniffed the piece of Sachima, and asked suspiciously, "Why is this pastry so delicious? It's almost unheard of."

    Xiaosi interrupted: "Uncle, can you understand these textbooks?"

    Zhang Yi looked at the young man proudly: "Hehe, I've taught them all! Why do you still ask if you understand? It's a joke! The versions may be different, but the core stuff inside won't bother me, Uncle."

    "No way?! Really?! Did you ever work as a middle school teacher? Junior high school or high school?" Xiao Si asked a series of questions like a cannonball.

    "Wait a minute, I'll go back and wash up first, and you can prepare the tea for me here, and I'll come and set up a battle with you in a while." Zhang Yi was suddenly in high spirits.

    It started to rain lightly on Sunday morning.

    Xiaosi tidied himself up and boiled the water in the electric kettle. He took out a disposable paper cup and helped the old man put a lot of tea, made the tea, and took out the Sachima and bread fed by the teacher.  What the hell, let's enjoy it.

    After a while, Zhang Yi came over fully dressed.  He smiled and said, "Si'er, can uncle eat these snacks?"

    "Of course, but you have to tell me all the time, why did you still teach? How did you end up living on the street?" Xiao Si looked at him curiously.

    When Zhang Yi took Xiaosi to beg on the street, they never asked each other about each other's life experience.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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