Master a little skill every day

"How dare you talk back!"

"Mom, stop fighting, stop fighting!!"

Bai Miao really couldn't hold himself any longer.

No matter what I do, I will be beaten.

So Bai Miao once again chose to remain silent in order to avoid physical pain, silently observing the passers-by in the village and writing down their appearance.

Several of them gave Bai Miao a familiar feeling.

It must be the uncles and aunts who sell vegetables that I have seen in the vegetable market before.

What's even stranger is that Bai Miao also saw Zhao Wanyang running through the village.

What a hodgepodge.

The people who go out to work in the village are the vegetable sellers in my memory...

No, there seems to be something wrong with the location of my home.

This place seemed to be located high up in the entire village, and at the entrance to the village and the adjacent valley.

Compared with the entire low-lying settlement, Bai Miao's own feng shui can be said to be extremely poor.

Of course, what made Bai Miao a little happy was not that he discovered this problem, but that the knowledge in his head had not disappeared.

Your own memories are still there, and those skills you learned are still applicable.

However, Bai Miao tried it a few times and found that the skills he had learned seemed to be only effective in the knowledge category, while skills that required one's own hands and changes in body structure could not be used.

So Bai Miao ran into the house, pulled his mother and said, "I think we need to change this house. The feng shui of this place is very bad."

Come and see how you respond.

Bai Miao needs to show that he does not belong to the level of knowledge that this place should possess. Although he has forgotten the words when writing, the knowledge is all in his mind.

"What are you crazy about again? Ah?!"

The mother roared and hit Bai Miao again: "Didn't I ask you to wait outside for the matchmaker? Didn't I ask you to stop talking nonsense and shut up?"

"Anxious?"

Bai Miao asked back: "Can you explain why I have so much knowledge of Feng Shui and architecture? Let me tell you, I can tell at a glance that there is oil in the village, and I can't tell where the house at home is weak. Can tell."

Don't be afraid of being beaten.

Bai Miao believes that he must seize every opportunity to find the flaws in the nightmare and cannot let himself be led by the nose.

"Go away! If you say one more word to me before the matchmaker comes, I will sell you to the Liu family in the neighboring village as a slave!"

When Bai Miao heard this, he suddenly felt an inexplicable fear.

Instinct told him that the Liu family in the neighboring village was a forbidden area.

The impression of the Liu family in my mind is that the Liu family is very rich, and the Liu family has the final say in the Liujia Village next door.

Except for the Liu family, all Liu families in Liujia Village had to change their surname to Niu.

It's enough to show his tyranny.

So Bai Miao stopped talking.

He knew that if he spoke again before the matchmaker arrived, he might really have to say goodbye to this place.

And when I get to the Liu family, I'm afraid no one will listen to what I say.

It didn't take long for the matchmaker to eat. At about ten o'clock in the morning, a fat figure came to the door of Bai Miao's house with the sound of a tractor.

The matchmaker came here on a tractor.

Bai Miao saw the smiling fat matchmaker and smiled at her, wondering whether he should perform better or worse.

"Is this the Bai Miao family?"

"Yes, I am Bai Miao, follow me."

Bai Miao decided to give the matchmaker a better first impression.

After all, I have never seen this matchmaker myself.

According to the logic of nightmares, people he has never seen in reality may be people related to the background of the nightmare itself.

"Hey, it's good, it's good."

The matchmaker dragged her huge body and squeezed through the door of Bai Miao's house. Bai Miao's mother hurriedly came over with a bowl of hot tea, whispered something in the matchmaker's ear, stuffed a few tickets into her arms, and then He ran back to the kitchen.

"My surname is Feng, just call me Granny Feng."

"Okay, Granny Feng."

Bai Miao nodded obediently.

The smile on Granny Feng's face got even bigger. She looked Bai Miao up and down and nodded: "You look pretty fair, but I heard you are a little crazy?"

Bai Miao shook his head: "They are spreading lies, I am very normal."

Granny Feng coughed awkwardly and asked again: "Have you ever been to school?"

"If you have passed it, you can test me any way you want."

Bai Miao was very confident.

"Then, how do you write fennel for fennel?"

Feng Po poured out some hot tea and signaled Bai Miao to write with the water.

Bai Miao shook his head: "I can't write. You can ask me about math. I'm good at math. I can recite the multiplication table."

But Granny Feng just waved her hand: "Okay, then let me ask you if you have any requirements for the girl?"

Bai Miao wanted to answer no, but that would seem to be too low-priced and a loss of status.

But when the matchmaker comes, it is impossible for him to say that he has no intention of finding a wife.

If I really said that, I would probably be sold to the Liu family by my mother in a rage.

"Don't be sick."

Bai Miao made a request that was not too outrageous.

"Then the girl I'm looking for is very suitable for you, but she needs so many gifts there."

Saying this, the matchmaker raised two fingers.

Bai Miao shrugged: "I have to discuss this with my mother."

At this time, Bai Miao's mother came over from the kitchen, and Bai Miao suspected that she was just lying on the door and eavesdropping.

"You go outside first."

After being kicked out, Bai Miao realized that she didn't seem to let him wait in the yard.

But say go outside.

Even if the blame comes later, it can only be said that she didn't make it clear, right?

So Bai Miao stepped out of the yard and walked in the direction where Zhao Wanyang ran based on the impression he just saw.

Dreams are generated based on memories, so everyone who has an impression in reality has a role in this dream.

If you can discover the patterns, you might also be able to find the flaw in the nightmare.

Until now, Bai Miao didn't know how to leave the nightmare.

Like being able to leave after being killed in Ya'er City?

Bai Miao didn't dare to take this risk.

Already knowing that this nightmare is no small matter, Bai Miao cannot guarantee that he will wake up if he dies in the nightmare.

Thinking of this, Bai Miao secretly swore that the next time he entered Ya'er City, he would kill the guy who caused the nightmare with a thousand knives.

All those seeking revenge have found themselves on their own side.

This is too narrow-minded, isn't it just ruining the birth ceremony of its offspring?

Did you agree that everyone should work according to their abilities and not end up in chaos?

Bai Miao walked along the road in the village, and his pathfinding skills seemed to be of some use.

That is, when you use skills, no system prompts will appear.

And he couldn't extract skills from the nightmare.

It seemed that Nightmare didn't understand his own ability to draw skills.

Arriving in front of a white wall, Bai Miao heard the sound of reading coming from inside.

Looking up, a cherry tree poked its head out from the courtyard. The cherries on it looked like they had just been picked.

Judging from the growth of the cherry tree, there should be a lot of fruit.

Bai Miao looked in from the open door and found Zhao Wanyang sitting under the grape trellis holding a book. The warm sunlight shone on her face through the vines, and she could see the dust on her face.

Suddenly, Zhao Wanyang stopped and looked at Bai Miao at the door, then picked up the bamboo stick next to him and chased after Bai Miao.

"Do you still want to steal my cherries?"

Bai Miao ran away when he saw this.

As expected, none of them are friendly to me.

This feeling made Bai Miao think back to his first days in Abyss Street.

But here I can't use all kinds of strange skills.

And everyone also sees themselves as a madman and a fool.

Zhao Wanyang's determination was far beyond Bai Miao's imagination. She had already chased him 300 meters away. She was still following him, and she felt like she would not give up until Bai Miao was beaten.

So Bai Miao ran and shouted: "I'm here to teach you how to read! I'm very good at mathematics and can teach you! I can also do quadratic functions in analytic geometry!"

"You can't teach me more than a few minutes before you start to go crazy. Who can stand you?"

Bai Miao suddenly stopped. Zhao Wanyang slammed into Bai Miao and took a few steps back. Bai Miao subconsciously reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"open!"

Zhao Wanyang threw down his hand, stared at Bai Miao for a long time, and asked, "Are you not crazy?"

"How did I become insane?"

"Are you okay? It's strange. My dad said you will be stupid for the rest of your life."

Zhao Wanyang said doubtfully.

However, this attitude made Bai Miao feel very pleased.

She doesn't seem to be the type to slap herself if she disagrees.

It turned out that there were still good people in my memory.

"Can you please elaborate on it? I don't have much impression."

"Then let me just say a few words. Do you remember that you were the first college student in the village? What is the name of the school you took the exam for? Vocational Education College."

Isn't he a junior college student?

But being able to get into a junior college in this day and age should be considered very impressive.

"I don't know anymore, what next? How old are you now?"

Bai Miao wondered, aren't we on the same level?

"I'm the same age as you, 19 years old, but my daughter started school late and won't take the exam until two years later."

Zhao Wanyang became a little more interested when he saw that Bai Miao had not lost his temper for so long, and then said: "Then you went to the city to study for a year in college, and you became crazy after you came back. What kind of god do you think you are? The chosen son can learn anything just by lying down, and he also said that he has met many big leaders, and the leaders will even give you a house."

After saying that, Zhao Wanyang also laughed: "Also, you like to touch other people's chickens and dogs, especially my cherries, and you beat them down with a stick, which made me mad. .”

Bai Miao asked again: "Then, what happened to Hu Muyao's family?"

Zhao Wanyang's face suddenly darkened: "You still have the nerve to say it. When Grandma Hu Muyao was doing farm work and her waist was broken, you went crazy and volunteered to take care of her. But when you got home, you became dishonest to Hu Muyao and let others take care of her. The manure spoon was driven out of the house.

"You are just greedy for Hu Muyao's body, you are despicable!"

This braid has a nose and eyes.