After Zhu Pingan returned home, he mentioned his grandfather's idea. Unexpectedly, his mother, Chen, was the first to agree, and she agreed very much. His mother agreed, so Zhu's father naturally had no objection.
The eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan also agreed with both hands. Ever since the news that his younger brother was admitted as a scholar reached Juan'er's family, his future father-in-law has become more pleasing to him. In the past, he always stared at himself, fearing that he and Juan'er would be alone together.
After being admitted as a scholar, I stayed with Juan'er, but my father-in-law turned a blind eye.
The dinner was so rich that her mother, Chen, was afraid that she would be as hungry as Zhu Ping'an, so she put all the delicious food into Zhu Ping'an's bowl. Whenever she ate a little slower, her mother, Chen, would ask, "Why doesn't Xie'er eat?"
Isn't it delicious? Mother Chen said so. Zhu Pingan could only shake her cheeks and eat it all. Mother Chen, who kept eating, narrowed her eyes with satisfaction.
The consequence of this is that Zhu Ping'an can only lie on his back when sleeping at night, and other positions cannot hold his full mother's love.
At night, Zhu Pingan was lying on the bed, looking at the moonlight outside the window. The evening breeze sent the fragrance of the earth into the window, which was the smell of harvest. The toads outside began to cry again. Zhu Pingan lay flat on the bed, smelling the smell of the earth.
Fragrant, amidst a burst of frogs, I gradually dozed off and entered a sweet dream.
Mornings in the countryside are different.
A big shiny rooster flew onto the branches, and its crows announced the arrival of dawn. Amidst the roosters' crows over and over again, the countryside slowly opened its sleepy eyes. A few dog barks broke the village.
of tranquility.
The main room of the Zhu family opened the door, and her mother, Ms. Chen, walked out of the room carrying a washbasin. As soon as she opened the door, Ms. Chen saw Zhu Ping'an sitting by the well in the courtyard, practicing calligraphy.
"Why did you get admitted as a scholar? Why did you get up so early? You didn't have a good rest until you got home." Mother Chen looked at Zhu Ping'an who was practicing calligraphy by dipping in well water near the stone. She still didn't know what her second son was.
When did I get up? I couldn’t help but feel distressed.
"I'm used to it, mother." Zhu Pingan raised his head and said with a naive smile.
"Every habit is formed, don't you get up so early tomorrow." Ms. Chen felt distressed and wanted her little son to sleep a little longer. Other children couldn't wake up no matter how they screamed.
My youngest son was lucky. He never asked me to wake him up once, and he got up earlier than me every time.
"Yes. Okay, mother." Zhu Pingan nodded in agreement.
"Just fool my mother. You always promise well, but you get up early every time." Mrs. Chen scolded.
"Second brother, this is hard work."
Zhu's father also got up and walked out of the room carrying night fragrance. When he heard Chen's anger, he couldn't help curling his lips.
A loving mother often loses her sons, and it is a good thing that her second son is so diligent.
Zhu's father thought very simply, a man should work harder and sweat more. There is no future in being pampered and pampered.
"No matter how diligent you are, your health is not important." Mrs. Chen glared at Zhu's father after hearing this.
Zhu's father was glared at by Mrs. Chen and did not dare to say anything anymore. He just expressed his support for Zhu Pingan with his eyes.
One after another, the whole Xiahe Village got up, and the smoke from the kitchen smoke curled up. Going down to the ground, chatting from door to door, the day's life began again.
While Zhu Ping'an's family was having breakfast, his grandfather came to the door and came over to discuss with Zhu's father the running water banquet. He was very active, and the final time was set for three days later. In the Ming Dynasty, perhaps it is still like this in rural areas today.
If you go to a good university, the whole village will celebrate lively. What's more, since his grandfather is so active and his mother Chen is so supportive, Zhu Pingan will let his elders make arrangements.
After breakfast, Zhu Pingan left the house with his schoolbag slung across his body and walked to Shanghe Village. He wanted to thank his mentor for his teachings when he was admitted as a scholar, so he had to tell his mentor about the flowing banquet at home and invite him to go. In addition, Shang
I also want to thank the rich man Li's family in Hecun. It is also thanks to the collection of books in the rich man Li's family that I have sufficient knowledge reserves in the imperial examination. Moreover, the dirty question last time was also thanks to the shady girl. Although
She also did it unintentionally.
After walking to Shanghe Village, Zhu Ping'an first went to his mentor's house. The door of his mentor's house was usually open at night, but today it was closed. It was a bit strange. He pushed it, but it couldn't be pushed. When he lowered his head, he saw a piece of paper, which was originally scheduled for
It was posted on the door, but it fell to the ground due to the wind and sun. Zhu Pingan picked it up and wrote four words on it, "Going out to visit friends." This paper was probably specially reserved for himself. It seems that his wife also
We went together, otherwise there would be no way there would be no one there. Unexpectedly, my mentor was quite romantic.
Since my mentor is not here, let's go to Li's house and borrow another book to read.
The Li family and the mentor's family are not far from each other. They have a high-rise compound. The yard seems to have just been painted, and it looks new.
Zhu Pingan stepped forward and knocked on the door between the two stone lions.
dong dong dong
After knocking twice, I heard Uncle Li's familiar impatient voice again.
Soon, the main door opened into a small door, and Uncle Li poked his head out with an impatient look.
"Oops, it's Master Xiao Zhu who is here. Come on, come on, no, no, wait until I open the door. How can Master Xiao Zhu go through the small door?" The concierge, Uncle Li, was as diligent as a dog-eat-dog.
Then why is there any impatience? His face is full of enthusiasm.
"Uncle Li, don't call me that, it will shorten your life. I'll just enter through the small door." Zhu Pingan smiled bitterly.
"How could it be possible? Mr. Xiao Zhu is protected by the stars and has a long life. How can he go through the small door? Mr. Xiao Zhu is a scholar, how can he use the small door." The concierge shook his head and then numbly
He opened the door and asked Zhu Ping'an to come in.
The concierge, Uncle Li, was really able to adapt to the changing circumstances, but his enthusiasm made Zhu Pingan a little bit dumbfounded.
"Uncle Li, please don't call me Mr. Zhu." Zhu Ping'an entered the gate and turned back to discuss with the concierge Uncle Li seriously, "It sounds weird to me, so just call me what you usually call me."
"Master Xiao Zhu, just get used to it. Scholars are all called master." The concierge, Uncle Li, didn't have the usual scornful attitude at all. Not to mention how good his attitude was.
Well, Zhu Ping'an was a little speechless. With the attitude of the concierge Uncle Li, he couldn't make him change his words in the short term.
"Master Li, are you at home? In the past, thanks to Master Li's generous care and allowing me to borrow books, Ping An was very proud to pass the college entrance examination. Ping An is very grateful. In three days, there will be a flowing banquet at home, and I hope to invite Master Li to show his respect."
Zhu Pingan paused and then stated his purpose.
The concierge, Uncle Li, shook his head slightly, "My master is out there and hasn't returned yet."
Then forget it.
Zhu Ping'an thanked Uncle Li, the concierge, and walked to the study room quietly, ready to borrow books. (To be continued...)
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