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Chapter 17 Everyday Auntie

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    "Duh!"

    In the small courtyard, Xu Qi'an stood on the eaves, casually throwing a prismatic hidden weapon, he didn't aim at it seriously at all.

    However, it precisely hit the red heart on the stake twenty steps away.

    This is not how clever Xu Qi'an's technique of throwing hidden weapons is, buthe is lucky.

    "There is definitely something wrong with my body" Xu Qi'an whispered to himself.

    He was very lucky. For one month in a row, he picked up a total of one or two taels of silver, equivalent to half a month's salary.

    This amount of money is enough for an ordinary family of three to live frugally for three months.

    The weirdest thing is that every time I pick up a penny, this is beyond luck.

    Don't ask Yuan Fang, she also knows that this matter is weird.

    "System Dad? Come out, don't play hide-and-seek with me." Xu Qi'an tentatively asked.

    The system ignored him.

    In the past month, he has made countless attempts to wake up the system.

    Facts told him that there was no system at all.

    How to explain that weird luck?

    Unexpectedly, a non-chief like me, who has never won a lottery for five yuan in lottery tickets since I was a child, can one day evolve into a European emperor.  But Ou Huang's lifespan is extremely shortXu Qi'an laughed at himself wryly.

    One thing is certain, the original owner did not have amazing luck at all. If he had it, my aunt would not despise him, and would enshrine him like an ancestor.

    The whole family stopped fighting and relied on him to pick up money to live.

    "This kind of gift from an unknown source makes people feel flustered and uneasy" Xu Qi'an's eyes were fixed, and he sighed, "I can only take one step at a time."

    After taking a rest today, Xu Qi'an jumped over the one-foot-high wall and went to the second uncle's house to have breakfast.

    The small courtyard where he lived was actually the residence of an old butler of the Xu family, and it was separated from the big house by a wall.

    Later, the old housekeeper passed away, and the small courtyard was left unused until Xu Qi'an had a falling out with his aunt and moved here in anger.

    The original owner is a bull-tempered person, and cooks three meals by himself on weekdays, and the second uncle will occasionally come over the wall with wine and vegetables to find his nephew for a drink or two.

    Now Xu Qi'an doesn't need to pay for the original owner's obsession, if he cooks breakfast by himself, he won't be able to get out of bed.  What a waste of money to eat out.

    Don't you listen to the music in Goulan? The main reason is that you can see the girls in tulle skirts shaking their buttocks

    Inner hall.

    The aunt wearing a dark red wide-sleeved dress saw Xu Qi'an coming in, curled her lips, and lowered her head to drink the porridge.

    My aunt is not the daughter of a rich family, but my father is a scholar, barely considered a scholarly family, my aunt has been influenced by my ears and eyes, and is quite reasonable. I have just accepted the kindness of my unlucky nephew, and I can't hide my face. It is really sweet for this "Don't bully the young and poor" now  nephew, she turned a blind eye.

    Xiao Douding stood in front of the round stool, on which was her breakfast, three meat buns, two fried dough sticks, a stack of side dishes, and a large plate of white porridge.

    "Brother" she called out vaguely.

    "Why didn't you see the old farewell?" Xu Qi'an asked.

    Resignation is the word for Xu New Year, and the word is a supplement to the name.

    "Write poetry in the room." Xu Pingzhi said.

    Xu Qi'an sat down, and Lu'e brought a bowl of porridge, six meat buns, a stack of radish with vinegar, and a bowl of tofu brain.

    A martial artist in the refining realm has a much larger appetite than ordinary people.

    But when it came to uncle's qi training environment, his appetite was not much different from that of ordinary people.

    Only half fullXu Qi'an glanced at Xiao Douding, and said with a pleasant expression, "Lingyin, can I share a meat bun with my brother?"

    Everyone glanced at him, the young girl in the family didn't care about anything, she only cared about a bite of food, and she would fight desperately with anyone who snatched food from her bowl.

    "Don't!" Xiaodouding really opened his arms, protecting the food like a little hen protecting its cubs.

    "Don't worry, big brother won't let you suffer." Xu Qi'an picked up a meat bun, put it on her plate, pointed to four meat buns and said:

    "Do we all have a share of these four meat buns?"

    Xu Lingyin pecked at her brain.

    "Shouldn't it be divided equally?"

    Xu Lingyin tilted her head, thought for a while, and then nodded.

    "You two steamed stuffed buns, big brother two steamed stuffed buns, and then, big brother will give you half a deep-fried dough stick. Did you make money?"

    "Yes." Xu Lingyin was brought into rhythm, feeling that she had made a lot of money, and smiled happily.

    Xu Lingyue: ""

    Xu Pingzhi glanced at his nephew: (?_?)

    Aunt said airily:Confucian: "Auntie, what you said is wrong. According to what you mean, do you mean that my Xu family genes are stupid?"

    My aunt didn't understand what a gene is, so she sneered: "If you had studied materials back then, you wouldn't have learned martial arts."

    Given that Xu Erlang's bad temper always wanted to take the initiative to py, the status of that academy elder should not be low.  Erlang's connections are my connections, and my connections are still my connections, so I have to help him.  Xu Qi'an's thoughts flickered, thinking about the masterpieces that could be used as farewell poems in previous lives.

    Although I don't intend to become a scholar, why not do it in a reasonable way to use resources in exchange for benefits.

    Soon, he had an idea in his mind and locked on a poem.

    Xu Qi'an took a hard bite of the meat bun: "Write poetry, right? Let my aunt know today that everyone in my Xu family is talented."

    What he has to consider now is whether this poem is too good.  You know, all the poems that can be written into textbooks are handed down from generation to generation.

    ps: This chapter is almost 3,000 words long, which shows that I am not short.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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