Because he held the book in his hand and read it carefully, Li Zaoer stayed at peace for a few days. After finishing the housework that Zhou ordered every day, he found a quiet place to read the book.

However, for Li Zaoer, a book "Hundred Family Names" is not very difficult, and he can memorize it in three to five days. In order to consolidate it, Li Zaoer even read it for a few more days. He dragged it until the tenth day, and then he memorized it silently again. He found an opportunity with nostalgia and threw the book into the stove and burned it.

Seeing the fire tongue rolling the book all at once, it was burned to ashes almost immediately, Li Zaoer sighed, squatted down and fiddled with firewood for a few times until it was completely burned. Then she stopped, walked back to the yard and sat down, picked up the work in her hand, thought about it, and sighed again.

Xiangfeng sat next to her, sewing a new dress. Seeing that Li Zaoer, a little man, sighed like something sad, she smiled and asked, "Zaoer, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Li Zaoer shook her head quickly, and saw Xiangfeng smiling again. She suddenly had an idea and was hit by her side. She raised her hand to show Xiangfeng, pretending to be pitiful: "Sister, your hand hurts!"

Today, Zhou asked Li Zaoer to rub a few thin hemp ropes, which was a very simple job, and she didn't want to do it. But she had some calculations in her mind and wanted to take some time to do something else, so she asked Xiangfeng for pity.

When Xiangfeng heard this, she felt sorry for her. She pulled her little hand over and looked at her carefully, then blew her again, and said with a smile: "Pity, this flesh is red." She said, rubbed her gently, glanced at Li Zaoer's work, and said softly: "Okay, let's have fun, I'll do this for you."

Li Zaoer was waiting for this sentence, but it was not easy to cheer immediately, so he pretended to be timid: "But mother..."

"It's done before my mother comes back, I won't know." Xiangfeng patted Li Zaoer's face, thought about it and instructed: "But you have to be obedient, don't be naughty. If you cause trouble, let my mother know that she will cut me off!"

"I know." Li Zaoer smiled happily and grabbed a few small flower cloths from Xiangfeng's sewing basket: "I'll play with the parquet cloth." He picked up the needle and thread, rushed back to the house, got on the kang, hid in the corner, and started researching alone.

She didn't want to make any great inventions, but she just wanted to sew a few cloth pockets with sand inside, which could be kicked or played. It wasn't that she was tempted to play, but because after she came here, not only did she not find anyone playing games like losing his pockets, but she even had few items to entertain.

Moreover, she once asked Li Kang indirectly that near the private school, there were few adults who had fixed children to go to school. Moreover, the children who could go to private schools should not be too poor at home. Therefore, she kept thinking about whether she could make a few pockets to sell to the children. If she could get the money, she would save up and buy books. Even if she couldn't sell it, it would be worth it to exchange for a few broken books.

Originally, she had thought about making chicken feather shuttlecocks, but although she had chicken feathers, she didn't have a lot of money, so she had to give up. The pockets were different, the materials were simple and easy to make. However, the pockets must be fresh and beautiful, which could attract those children.

Therefore, Li Zaoer racked her brains and fiddled with the flower cloth in her hand for three days. Finally, she made one, but it was a bit different from the "normal" pocket.

The square pocket made of six colors of rags was already bright enough, but in order to pursue a more exaggerated visual effect, she also decorated bright red ears on each corner. Moreover, Li Zaoer thought that there were boys in the private school, and she simply showed six weapons such as knives, swords, and halberds on each side of the pocket. So the patterns of the entire pocket seemed very crowded and very fancy.

However, in this way, the originally ordinary pocket immediately became eye-catching and was very eye-catching when held in the hand.

Li Zaoer laughed at first, but later she felt it didn't matter. After thinking about it, she kicked her back twice, and finally she could kick seven or eight of them, and she could perform.

Looking at the flying pockets, Li Zaoer couldn't help but imagine the scene of the children scrambling to buy this pocket, asking for orders, the scene of a group of children playing a pocket-loss game together. And, most importantly, the scene of her smirking and counting money.

A sentence flashed through my mind: "How wonderful life is!"

When I thought about it this way, I became anxious. I held my pockets like a rocket, and I wanted to fly to the private school immediately.

But I still have to find an opportunity. Finally, all my family members left empty that day, leaving only Li Ji. Li Zaoer saw the opportunity and got out of the house in an instant.

He jumped all the way until he saw the private school. Li Zaoer slowed down. He tilted his head and thought for a while. He raised his hand and untied the two small buns on his head. He combed a small bun on his head, turned over a dark cloth bag, and brushed the bangs on his forehead. Looking at the gray old clothes on his body, after thinking about it, he felt that the six-year-old child was dressed like this again, and probably wouldn't be seen as a girl, so he approached the private school with confidence.

In fact, Li Zaoer didn't insist on dressing up as a man, but she was afraid that a girl would be bullied by a group of boys. Moreover, she did not want people to recognize her for the time being, so she changed her clothes in a hurry, even if she was prepared for any trouble.

It was already noon, the private school had lunch break, and the children were walking out of the private school in three or three.

Seeing that it was the time, Li Zaoer hurriedly took out the small pocket. Her heart jumped up and her cheeks were a little hot. She had to take a deep breath, calm down, and began to kick the pockets one after another.

There are ears on eight corners of this pocket, which is very inconvenient to kick. Li Zaoer has kicked at most eleven. Therefore, she dared not kick too much. Usually, after kicking eight or nine times, she took the pocket into her hand, shook it, and then made a proud look, glanced at the children who were gradually surrounding her, and then continued to kick.

Although Li Zaoer hasn't figured out what year, month, dynasty and generation it is, for her, the common people, those that have no effect on her. Even if there is one, they are not something she can control. However, she knew that no matter when she was, she loved to play, curious, and liked new things, which was the common nature of all children. Therefore, when she saw the curious eyes of the children around her, she knew that her purpose had reached at least half.

However, although the children are all around, curious, envious and happy, they are all watching Li Zaoer because they don’t know him, and no one speaks.

Li Zaoer felt that this was not possible. She turned her eyes a few times, kicked her a few times, deliberately pretending to slap the dust on her pocket, but in fact, she wanted to slowly show every side of the pocket. When she saw the children widening their eyes again, she showed off her look, put her pocket in her arms, raised her chest and turned around, and was about to leave!

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Chapter completed!