80s Taoism

"I didn't put a curse on you." Zhang Jiaohua looked at Zhang Enzhong and scratched his head.

"Impossible. You didn't curse me. Why did my tofu go bad? I've been making tofu for so many years, but it's never gone bad." Zhang Enzhong couldn't believe it.

"If I put a curse on you, I wouldn't be able to see it? Casting a curse is also a trick. Do you think you can cast a curse just by saying a word?" Zhang Jiaohua really didn't see the traces left by the curse on Zhang Enzhong. Casting a spell will naturally leave marks on others. The mage can use this trace for control. Zhang Jiaohua never cast a curse at all, so how could it be possible to leave any traces on Zhang Enzhong?

"Enzhong, Zai Zai will definitely not lie to you. You should go back and take a good look to find out what's wrong. Maybe your plaster is wrong. If the burnt plaster is left for a long time, there may be problems. And if there is something added to the wooden barrel. In short, look for the reason. If there is any problem, come over and blame me, Zai." Zhang Youping said.

Zhang Enzhong turned around and ran home, he was very anxious. Since the problem was not with Zhang Jiaohua, it might be with his own family.

As soon as Zhang Enzhong left, Zhang Jiaohua was grabbed by Liu Qiaoye's ear and entered the room, "Tell me honestly, what's going on?"

"Mother, what's going on? I don't know. Anyway, I didn't put a curse on him. It's none of my business if his tofu is spoiled." Zhang Jiaohua said confidently.

A smile appeared on Liu Qiaoye's face, "Did Mother say you did it? But you know what's going on, right?"

Zhang Jiaohua chuckled, "Mom, how do you know? Can you count?"

"Mother doesn't count. But you are mother's cub, mother doesn't know how many roundworms you have in your stomach?" Liu Qiaoye laughed.

Seeing that the two women were acting mysteriously, Zhang Youping also followed in, but he didn't notice anything.

"It doesn't matter to me if their family can't make tofu, but it's indeed a bit evil." Zhang Jiaohua laughed.

"Zai Zai, what's going on. Tell mother quickly." Seeing that it really had nothing to do with Zai Zai, Liu Qiaoye finally felt relieved.

"He must have hit the evil spirit, and he is full of evil spirits. It would be strange if he can make tofu like this." Zhang Jiaohua laughed.

Liu Qiaoye looked at Zhang Jiaohua's schadenfreude, and couldn't help but grab her little ears, "Then why didn't you say it just now?"

Zhang Jiaohua said dissatisfiedly: "Mother. He came to our house early in the morning to make a scene and make a scene against me. Why should I tell him? Anyway, I didn't do it."

"Who did that?" Zhang Youping asked curiously.

"How do I know? This evil is an unpredictable thing. I'm not an old Taoist. The old Taoist must know. I haven't dreamed of the old Taoist for a long time. Has he forgotten me?" Zhang Jiaohua rarely dreamed of strange things recently. On the contrary, I miss the old Taoist a little bit. Although the old Taoist has many rules and chatters, he still cares about himself in the dream just like his parents.

"If you didn't dream, you didn't dream. We will meet each other naturally when fate comes." Liu Qiaoye was relieved, but he couldn't be too explicit in front of Zai Zai.

Zhang Youping also breathed a sigh of relief, and then he couldn't help asking, "Is there any way to save this evil spirit in your uncle's kindness?"

"Of course it happens sometimes, but it's troublesome. There's nothing wrong with him, it's just bad tofu. After a long time, the evil will naturally dissipate." Zhang Jiaohua said disapprovingly.

After breakfast, Zhang Jiaohua picked up her schoolbag and went to school.

What's interesting is that on the way, I ran into Epilepsy Chen. Chen epilepsy is wearing the clothes that Zhang Qigao's family gave him yesterday. Seeing Zhang Jiaohua smiling, she opened her mouth and sang:

"One hundred thousand ants travel all the way, one hundred thousand folk songs have the same scripture, and there are 1,800 books of songs. The four books add up to a catty. They are born in the fields and grow in the water. They are plucked from the mountains and stored in the house. Lu Ban lifts an axe to remove the branches.

As soon as Zhang Jiaohua heard the word "this scripture", he became energetic. Who knew that Epilepsy Chen turned around and left after singing. Watching him walk unsteadily, but extremely fast.

"Jiaohua, what song did Epilepsy Chen sing to you just now?" The mute ran to Zhang Jiaohua's side panting.

"How do I know. He must have gone mad again." Zhang Jiaohua scratched his head.

The mute nodded, "It must be. For a while, Chen Zhanzi was running around. The night before yesterday, I heard him singing in Meizi Mountain. By the way, yesterday he became an in-law with the Gao family?"

"That's right. The clothes he was wearing were given by the Gao family." Zhang Jiaohua nodded.

"How much did the Qigao family give you?" The mute looked at Zhang Jiaohua enviously. In his opinion, if he could make money by himself, he could buy paper-wrapped candies to eat as he pleased. Buy as much as you want. There are many delicious things in the consignment store of Liu Baoyi's family. It's a pity that few brats have money in their pockets.

"Twenty. I'll give it to my mother." Zhang Jiaohua still didn't understand what the mute meant.

The mute was very sorry, "You should save some to buy delicious food."

"My parents want to go to Guangdong to work. I want to earn more money so that they don't have to go to Guangdong." Zhang Jiaohua revealed his plan.

"My father said that Guangdong is full of gold. Anyone who goes to Guangdong can make a fortune. If my parents want to go, I will not stop them. If they make money, they can give me money to buy delicious food." The dumb idea is different from Zhang Jiaohua.

The baby has his own ambitions, Zhang Jiaohua doesn't force the mute to think the same as him.

Zhang Jiaohua's news about Gao's family crossing the bridge spread really quickly. Even Enzhong's inability to make tofu was blamed on Zhang Jiaohua's head by those talkative butts. The classmates in the class are both envious and afraid of Zhang Jiaohua. I envy Zhang Jiaohua for making money by himself, but I am afraid that I will be cursed by Zhang Jiaohua like Zhang Enzhong.

Gong Ziyuan's attitude towards Zhang Jiaohua is completely different now. He firmly believes that Zhang Jiaohua is a genius, and he has great ability at such a young age. The small mountain village is also extraordinary. There are actually capable people and strange people. Gong Ziyuan naturally did not believe that Zhang Jiaohua learned the Meishan spell in a dream. I thought it was a master with profound Taoism who was teaching Zhang Jiaohua.

Gong Ziyuan called Zhang Jiaohua into the room, and gave Zhang Jiaohua some snacks brought from home.

"Just eat here. I don't bring much. There are so many people in the class, it's not enough. My family asked me to bring it here, thank you very much. If it wasn't for you last time, I would have been in danger." Gong Ziyuan felt that the talisman bought from Zhang Jiaohua was very worthwhile.

"Ms. Gong, my parents want me not to accept money from Mr. Gong in the future. I dare not eat your food." Zhang Jiaohua said so, but his eyes were fixed on the delicious food. There is a bottle of Coke inside, and a lot of snacks that I have never seen before, and I know it is delicious just by looking at the packaging.