Hearing a loud shout, Han Yang rushed toward Mo Chengjun like a wild horse that had escaped its reins.
"Ha..." Hanyang bent one leg and kicked the big rock on Mo Chengjun's body hard.
Shitou was fine, Hanyang... was fine, but Mo Chengjun was foaming at the mouth.
"What's wrong with you?" I rushed to Mo Chengjun's side and asked anxiously.
Mo Chengjun shook his head in pain: "No...it's okay!"
Seeing that the boulder was not broken in the first attempt, Hanyang began to regain his strength and a new run-up began. Everyone began to applaud Hanyang for his perseverance: "Little girl, come on, as long as the boulder is broken, we will give you money!"
Come on!"
The people of Qi are really hospitable!
I nodded towards Hanyang and signaled her to continue her efforts.
Hanyang jumped up again, landed again, and kicked the innocent Mo Chengjun again. This time, Mo Chengjun almost vomited out all the dinner he had last night.
Hanyang was a little embarrassed. Seeing everyone around her looking at her, the woman shouted: "Little universe, explode!"
After shouting, Hanyang was seen pressing the big stone with both hands, his head raised high, and he knocked hard against the stone.
"Click..."
The stone shattered with the sound, and cheers came from all around.
Coins were raining down on us. Hanyang touched the dust on his forehead and showed a happy expression!
The performance this time was so smooth that I don't know what happened to Liu Chi and Xia Yan.
Mo Chengjun opened two guest rooms with the money from his performing arts. Hanyang said unhappily: "Why open two rooms? There are five of us?"
"Miss, today is different from the past. I only have enough money for two rooms, so I can make do with what I have!"
Hanyang chopped his foot hard: "If you don't have enough money, just make more money. If it doesn't work, I'll break the big rocks again!"
"Go and go yourself!"
"How can I do this alone?"
"You can perform breaking bricks with your bare hands!"
Hanyang: "..."
After a short rest, Hanyang and Mo Chengjun, I went to the streets to look for Liuchi and Xia Yan.
I saw Xia Yan setting up a stall on the street corner.
Under the sun, Xia Yan sat majestically on the stall. The crowds around him took a detour around him, but most of them cast curious glances as if they were watching something new.
Hanyang was about to go over, but was stopped by Mo Chengjun: "Don't go, the king certainly doesn't want us to see his embarrassment now!"
Yes, it is already good that Xia Yan can sit at the entrance of the market and let people visit, so why should we rub salt in his heart again?
"How much money do we have left?" I asked.
Mo Chengjun took out his money bag and counted: "Ten coins!"
"Give me!"
"Hey, you want to keep it all to yourself? This is the money I smashed with my head. Hey, where are you going?"
I took the money bag, ignored Han Yang who was shouting, and walked towards Xia Yan.
My shadow fell on the desk in front of Xia Yan. Xia Yan didn't even raise his head: "Write two couplets, five family letters, and ten elegiac couplets!"
"I write letters home!"
Xia Yan suddenly raised his head and looked at me in surprise.
I sat on the stool in front of me and smiled: "My husband is away from home on business, and I want to write a letter to him!"
He looked at me for half a minute, and during this time, our eyes met, and I saw the struggle, heartache, and helplessness in his eyes, but no matter what, I responded with a smile.
After a while, he sighed, took out the only writing brush in the pen holder, dipped it in ink, hung the tip of the pen on the blank linen cloth and asked: "What do you want to write?"
ps: I originally thought there was only one, but who knew I was wrong!!! Nana, I want to add more, and my anus suddenly tightened!
