Mi Bao looked at him without blinking, and Shen Zhen continued slowly: "There is a saying that 'the grass that falls off becomes a bandit.' If they really do that, the future of themselves and their families will be different. It's completely different. They don't want to be someone who is feared because they care about human life and ignore the law, and they don't want to live in hiding from now on. So they didn't do that."
"But apart from this, they have another way. As the same saying goes, money is useless. No matter how much Wu Chi loves money, if he doesn't live, he will have nothing. So if they threaten in secret, Wu Chi will never dare to be so unscrupulous. Others would never dare to call a deer a horse. But they did not do so... because they learned Kung Fu to be chivalrous and righteous, to protect their families, rather than to be unscrupulous and use force to commit crimes. They kept the bottom line in their hearts .”
He looked at her with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes: "So Mi Bao, they lost because they were not shameless enough. Even though they lost, it was an honor."
Mi Bao was infected by his solemn attitude and nodded seriously.
Shen Zhen paused for a moment: "Mi Bao, I don't know if you can understand. Today's sages are working hard to govern, and the government can be regarded as Qingming. Even if there are county magistrates who neglect their duties in remote areas, it is not that there is no way to appeal. For example, Regarding your second uncle... To attack a scholar or a promising young boy of 14 years old, whether it is the Bao family or the county magistrate, they are actually digging their own grave. If it is exposed, they will not be able to bear it. Let’s go. It’s just that many people, because they don’t understand much of this, choose to keep things quiet.”
Mi Bao was stunned when she heard this. Shen Zhen touched her hair and didn't go into details. He added: "Besides, the second uncle is a scholar. He studies to understand reason. He understands reason. Therefore, he does not allow himself to To be a person like Wu Chi, he does not allow himself to resort to any means. This is actually a choice, not an alternative. This is actually the true meaning of reading."
There was no sound in the courtyard.
In the young boy Ning Ding's voice, even Tang Laoshi, who couldn't read a single Chinese character, couldn't help but be touched by it.
As for the teenagers in front of me, they will remember these words for the rest of their lives. They are simple but profound.
Mi Bao looked at him blankly.
The young man was only eleven years old. He was handsome and handsome, and his eyes could see the stars. When she looked at him, she couldn't help but yearn for him.
She hugged him hard, closed her eyes, and buried her face on his shoulder.
The young man's hand gently stroked her hair, while standing up, he said to Tang Mingqi and others: "So, never feel that reading is useless, study hard, and make every effort to study. Books will never let anyone down, and every effort you make will be worth it." A little effort will definitely show up at some point."
Tang Mingqi and Tang Minglin saluted silently in unison, as the ancients said, a teacher with one word should be like this.
Shen Zhen didn't say anything more, hugged Mi Bao and left.
Everyone was still silent for a long time, and their hearts were up and down.
It wasn't until they were getting ready to make dinner that Mrs. Fan came back to her senses: "No, why did this Miss Shen take Mi Bao away again? She only ate and drank at other people's houses twice a day. This is not right. it's not good?"
"Forget it," Tang Youxiang comforted her: "Let's just send Mi Bao to school. I see that this kid Shen Zhen is really smart and knowledgeable. It would be good to learn more if he has nothing to do."
Among the whole family, only Mrs. Bao had no idea. She washed the rice skillfully and asked, "Speaking of which, is it time to harvest the grain?"
"It's almost here," Tang Youxiang said, "It's probably just a few days away. The clan leader said that when a good day comes, even the Shen family school will have a holiday. Let's all work together to collect them and plant the wheat. "
In just over a month, the millet has been threshed quickly. It is becoming plumper day by day, and gradually turning yellow and darker. It seems that not only is there a harvest, but the harvest is also very good. Even those fields that were visited late, look There's not much difference in appearance, every grain is very solid.
So the whole village went to the fields three times a day to figure out when to harvest grain.
Although one day less harvest means one day longer, I always feel that if I don’t harvest, my heart will always be hanging. I have to harvest the grain, put it into the warehouse, and then plant the wheat... This heart can only be put in my stomach.
The old patriarch also knew everyone's mood, so he said in the evening that the grain would be collected early the day after tomorrow.
Everyone was sharpening their sickles all morning, and there was a clanging sound everywhere. When the fat dumplings came together, they were infected by this atmosphere. They were inexplicably excited and ran around everywhere.
After class at noon, Tang Youxiang discussed with Shen Zhen: "Tomorrow we will go to the field early in the morning, and my family will go there. Mibao wakes up late in the morning. How about I bring Mibao to your house early in the morning and help us look after him for two days."
Shen Zhen still looked at Mi Bao and said, "No, she will be cold. I will come over early in the morning."
"That's okay," Tang Youxiang chuckled: "Mi Bao will wash her face and brush her teeth when she wakes up, so don't worry about her. When the time comes, we will warm the rice in the pot and take it out to feed her."
"No," Shen Zhen still refused: "It won't taste good after being kept for a long time. I will ask someone to make it for her."
That’s okay!
Tang Youxiang knew his temper and didn't give in much, so it was settled.
Early the next morning, everyone from sixty to seventy to four or five years old went to the fields. It was not until noon that one person from the family came back to cook.
Shen Zhen did come over early in the morning, and brought the cook with him. He brought rice, noodles and other things directly. After he came over, he only used the pots at home.
Mibao didn't know that it had been arranged clearly.
When she woke up in the morning, she looked around and saw someone sitting in front of the bed reading a book.
Her first reaction was her second brother, so she turned over without hesitation and stepped on his lap with her little feet, acting like a baby as usual.
When Shen Zhen turned around, he saw that her eyes were still closed, so he squeezed her fat feet and put them back under the quilt. As soon as he took his hand back, she stretched her feet again, and then closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
If so, three.
Then Shen Zhen said: "Mi Bao?"
When Mi Bao heard that something was wrong in the voice, he was so frightened that he opened his eyes and murmured: "Wife?"
She quickly changed her words: "Sister Zhen!"
Shen Zhen's lips curved slightly: "Are you awake?"
Fat Tuanzi quickly put his calves back, "Sister Zhen, why are you here?"
Shen Zhen said: "Your family members have all gone to collect grain, so please ask me to come and take care of you."
Mibao's eyes widened in surprise: "Why didn't anyone tell Mibao?"
Shen Zhen tilted his head, "Why do you say that? Doesn't Mi Bao want me to come?"
Fat Tuanzi was so desperate for survival that he shouted in a loud voice: "No! Mibao is so surprised!!"
Chapter completed!