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Chapter 11 Who is making fun of whom?

"Brother An, you are such a tough guy, what are you looking at?" My aunt led several pretty cousins ​​to the door. Because women were not allowed to enter the ancestral hall, they just looked around at the door. They happened to see Zhu Pingan looking at something above the ancestral hall.

It's delicious, and the fair-skinned naughty kid is very eye-catching.

At first, Zhu Ping'an didn't realize that his aunt was calling him. He had been hearing the pig's length and the pig's short since he was wearing it. The first time he heard someone call him An Geer, he didn't react for a moment.

"Brother An?" My aunt called again.

Only then did Zhu Ping'an realize that he was calling himself Brother An. This title was much nicer than Xiao Zhi. In the Ming Dynasty, titles such as "Brother" and "Sister" were quite common in towns, but relatively rare in villages. Why?

Speaking of which, it should be a fashionable title. I have seen this title before when I watched Jin Ping Mei.

"I was wondering if our ancestors would sit in the clouds and greet us." Zhu Pingan turned his head and said formally.

To find a job in your position, as a child, you can only play a good role as a child.

"Pfft." My aunt's 8-year-old cousin couldn't help but laugh. She held the showkerchief in her pink hands and half covered her mouth, "My little cousin is not stupid, is he?"

The little cousin is wearing a light-colored painted skirt. When she laughs and talks, the hem of the skirt moves like the moonlight, and the ignorant loli has just grown up.

The 12-year-old eldest cousin of my uncle's family waved her bare hand, flicked her little cousin's forehead, and said with a smile, "How could my little cousin be so stupid?"

"Children's words are unbridled, and the strong wind blows away." My aunt hurriedly sighed and said, "Don't say that, Brother An is very smart, and he will take the top prize in the future, isn't he?"

My aunt teased Zhu Ping'an as she spoke.

The children in the village are all dirty, and the children in the city are not as tough as a tiger. It is quite rare to see such a fair and tough kid.

"Well, yes." Zhu Pingan thought for a while and answered seriously.

Giggles

The cousins ​​laughed even more happily, and even my aunt was amused by Zhu Ping'an's serious look.

I guess in their opinion, teasing naughty children is the most interesting thing.

A few people can try to tease Zhu Ping'an, especially the aunt who is the most enthusiastic. In the city, you can't tease other people's naughty children at will, and the eldest cousin is too old-fashioned and looks very much like Brother Dachuan, so he can't tease him.

, it’s not fun to tease.

"Brother An, my aunt asked you, which came first, the chicken or the egg?" My aunt squatted at the door with interest and asked Zhu Ping'an.

Do adults of every generation tease children with this question?

In fact, which came first, the chicken or the egg? This is a fun question, and it is a logical proposition like the white horse is not a horse. Chicken is a kind of poultry, and eggs are the eggs of this kind of poultry. From a noun perspective, it is defined first

Chickens are born, and then there are eggs. Physically speaking, if there are chickens first, where do chickens come from?

Later, it was a little game for adults to tease children.

Being teased by others is boring, but pretending to be a naughty kid to tease others is another matter. In fact, it is not the same in reality. You take your shiny pet dog for a walk in the early morning. How do you know the psychology of pet dogs?

Then, "Oh, Brother Golden Retriever, Good morning, Sister Teddy, I'm here to walk you again."

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger has almost become a bad habit of Zhu Ping'an's.

Which came first, the chicken or the egg?

"Grandma first." Zhu Pingan answered seriously.

Poof

A group of women laughed heartily.

"Why is there grandmother first, Brother An?" asked my aunt.

"Because whether it is chickens or eggs, my grandmother is in charge of it. If my grandmother buys chickens first, our family will have chickens first. If grandma buys eggs first, our family will have eggs first."

The aunt immediately looked at Zhu Pingan and was surprised, because she had asked many children before, and every child was basically confused by her. This was the first time she heard such an answer.

My aunt had a vague feeling that Zhu Ping'an might be unusual in the future.

The little cousins ​​were amused by Zhu Pingan's words and giggled again. What a silly boy. Asking you which came first, the chicken or the egg, has anything to do with your grandmother. They couldn't help but think that this little cousin with a tiger head and a tiger brain was so silly and funny.

Not to be outdone, he became amused. Why do humans have two legs? Why can’t ducks fly when they have two wings?

Zhu Pingan also cooperated and said some words that made them laugh, but there were ten thousand grass and mud horses running in his heart.

"Little cousin, why don't you ask us a question too." The little cousin nodded and thought of a more fun idea to tease Zhu Pingan.

"Sister, is it okay if I don't ask?" Zhu Pingan asked, shaking his head.

"No, you must ask." The little cousin smiled and nodded seriously.

"Okay then." Zhu Pingan frowned and looked like he was thinking.

Hearing that Zhu Ping'an wanted to ask a question, not only the cousins ​​were very interested, but even the great aunt came over to listen.

What kind of questions can you, a naughty kid who just got rid of crotchless pants, ask? Zhu Pingan's struggle not to wear crotchless pants was also told by Mrs. Chen as a joke to her aunt and the others, and she even made a few people laugh at that time.

"Grandpa climbs the tree to pick strawberries. He can pick one basket in one day and two baskets in two days. How many baskets can he pick in three days?"

Zhu Ping'an raised his head and finished the question innocently, looking like he was racking his brains.

The little cousins ​​made a sound in their hearts. Seeing you racking your brains so hard, they thought it was a difficult question, but they didn't expect it to be so easy. Yes, counting to three is very difficult for you, but for us

Let’s just say it doesn’t have to be simple anymore, okay?

"Oh, it's so simple, just three baskets of strawberries."

"My little cousin is so stupid. Grandpa can pick three baskets of strawberries in three days."

Several cousins ​​​​answered in unison, looking like the question was too simple and boring.

Look, this is the gap and the IQ crushing.

Zhu Pingan shook his head.

Huh?

What is wrong?

Several cousins ​​don't understand, even my aunt doesn't understand. One basket of strawberries is picked in one day, two baskets of strawberries in two days, and three baskets of strawberries in three days. How could it be wrong? This little guy can't be less than three.

You don’t even know how to add or subtract.

"What's wrong?" the 8-year-old cousin kept asking.

Zhu Ping'an raised his head 45 degrees, rolled his eyes, and his tone was characteristic of a child's arrogance.

"Grandpa climbed the tree and couldn't pick a basket."

After hearing this answer, several cousins ​​definitely stopped working, especially the younger cousin who said that it was impossible and said that Zhu Ping'an was messing around.

"What? How can I not pick even a basket?"

"That's right, it would be meaningless if you said grandpa was lazy or something, little cousin."

"It's not a good boy to cheat."

As a result, Zhu Ping'an's head was raised higher, making him look like a fart.

"Because strawberries are grown from seedlings on the ground and there are no strawberries on the trees, so grandpa cannot climb the trees to pick strawberries."

Hearing this, several young and old girls looked at each other, speechless.

Zhu Ping'an took the opportunity to slip away, take care of the Buddha's robes, and hide his merits and fame, but he didn't want to be asked any more.


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