While walking to the school, Zhu Pingan was thinking about one thing besides thinking about the unscientific purple energy of the sinister little Lolita. This was the third time he saw luck, which proved that he was indeed not an illusion.
Now, do you have anything in common when you see luck these three times? I can't be so passive. This ability is already useless.
The first time was when we were having dinner at home, the second time was when we were worshiping our ancestors, and the third time was when we just wanted to teach the venomous little Lolita a lesson. The three times had nothing in common. Moreover, there was no pattern at all between these three days.
Zhu Pingan shook his head and sighed, no, there is something in common. Zhu Pingan suddenly paused. Every time he saw luck, it seemed to be related to his own psychological activities.
"It seems that I have to work hard. Let alone honoring my ancestors, I should at least make my family live a better life."
"Rather than worshiping ancestors in such a tedious manner, it would be better to work hard to honor them."
"What's wrong with the cowherd boy? Why can't the cowherd boy be able to honor his ancestors..."
Could it be said that "Guangzong Yaozu" means that you can see your luck if you have this thought in your heart? But why can't you see it now when you want to Guangzong Yaozu? Maybe it takes a while?
Forget it, let’s try again in two days, there’s no rush anyway.
Zhu Pingan shook his head, shook these thoughts away, and walked quickly to the classroom.
Private school lectures are very random and are very different from modern teaching. The biggest difference is that private schools can truly teach students according to their aptitude and vary from person to person. There are more than 20 students in the private school, and Master Sun can teach according to each person's needs.
Let them read different books depending on their individual mastery levels. For example, after Master Sun discovered the textbook Three Character Classic copied by Zhu Pingan, he felt that Zhu Pingan's mastery was far superior to other children, so he began to give Zhu Pingan an extra "
"The Analects of Confucius" teaching. For other children, Master Sun also consciously asked some children to recite twenty or thirty sentences more according to their actual conditions, etc.
Although he had some verbal conflict with the scheming little Lolita just now, Zhu Pingan still went outside the bamboo forest during the break to teach the scheming little Lolita and her bun maid about vulture shooting. By the way, he took the old scalper to drink some river water and eat
Some water plants.
The scheming little loli prepared delicious food early and waited for Zhu Ping'an for a long time. She bought a lot of food and seemed to eat a lot more today than usual.
The bun-headed maid Hua'er across from her covered her mouth and shrugged her shoulders, obviously snickering.
Zhu Pingan continued yesterday's plot. The two little girls listened carefully. Sometimes they frowned and became nervous, sometimes they clapped their hands and were happy. When it came to Ouyang Ke and Ouyang Feng going to Peach Blossom Island to propose marriage to Huang Yaoshi and compete with Guo Jing for Huang Rong.
At that time, the two girls became filled with indignation.
"Ouyang Ke is so shameless..."
"Even so, Ouyang Feng is not a good person, he is just a stinky toad..."
As Zhu Ping'an went on to explain the three test questions to determine Huang Rong's ownership, the two girls became even more nervous.
"Why is Guo Jing so stupid? How could he admit defeat in the second game? Fortunately, he was stopped."
"But he doesn't know how to play the flute either..."
"Ah, where are you from? I'll sell you to Mother Hua."
"Miss......"
The two little girls clenched their fists nervously under the influence of the plot.
Zhu Pingan made good use of the time and told the story when Guo Jing knelt down and called his father-in-law, and then stopped abruptly. He did not go on to tell it any more. If he continued telling it for three days and three nights, he would not be able to finish it. It was estimated that class was about to begin. What was in the food box
I finished eating and my stomach was very full.
"Let's stop talking about it today. The school will have a two-day holiday tomorrow, so we won't be able to talk about Condor Shooting again." Zhu Pingan stood up and spoke from behind the food box.
Xiu Mu was mentioned by the Confucius in the morning. Xiu Mu is similar to the modern Sunday holiday system. "Xiu Mu" is the time for rest and hair washing. In the Han Dynasty, officials in China and North Korea took a Xiu Mu every five days. The ancients wore long hair
Hair must be washed from time to time, dried, and tied into a bun before you can put on your gauze hat and go out to work. This is the origin of hugh. The school also adopts this system, but the time is different, one ten-day period
On the tenth day, there are two days of rest, which means eight days of classes and two days of vacation.
The scheming little loli had a look of reluctance on her face. She frowned and said, "What are you doing? We're in the middle of the conversation. Why don't you take a break? We can talk all day about herding cows."
The little maid's face was also squeezed into a bun. She looked at Zhu Ping'an pitifully and nodded desperately in agreement with the young lady's words.
"I still have something to do." Zhu Ping'an declined.
"What can happen to you?" Li Shu, the scheming little lolita, pouted.
I also need to think of ways to generate income for my family. My father and elder brother have gone into the mountains once in the past two days. Calculating the time, Xiu Mu should have gone into the mountains once in the past two days. Last time I found honeysuckle in the mountains and sold it for a lot of money.
Although my brother Okawa has also gone to pick honeysuckle to dry these days, the flowering period of honeysuckle is only a few days away, and he still has to find new good things.
"Rest, sleep, play..." Zhu Pingan picked up his fingers and started counting.
The scheming little loli had a black line on her face, gave Zhu Ping'an a blank look, and said contemptuously, "You are a pig."
Whatever you say, Zhu Pingan led the old ox up the hillside again, tied it up, walked through the bamboo forest, and returned to the school again. The time was just right, and the master was walking in from outside.
At the beginning of this lesson, the master tested the children's ability to master what they learned yesterday. Zhu Ping'an was naturally good and received praise from the master. As for Zhu Pingjun, he failed and received three more blows from the ruler.
The pain was so painful that his teeth cracked. To Zhu Ping'an's surprise, Wei Chen, the boy who had troubled him yesterday, was also good at pulling and pulling, and was also praised by his wife. It seems that this guy is not exactly an embroidered pillow.
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After that, it was the same as usual, giving lessons and practicing calligraphy. When Zhu Pingan practiced calligraphy, he still used his black wooden board dipped in water to write, which could save ink and paper.
At the end of school, Mr. Sun officially announced that he would take a two-day bath. The naughty children in the classroom screamed with excitement, as if they could lift the roof off the house. It was just like modern children spending the weekend.
"What do you want to do with Xiu Mu? Come fishing with me?" Li Xiaobao, a little fat man, came over and asked.
Zhu Pingjun next to him nodded repeatedly and said yes, while Zhu Pingan shied away and said, let's see and talk about it later. The little fat man didn't care, and he and Zhu Pingjun chattered excitedly about where to dig earthworms easily and what kind of fishing rod to use. Both of them were interested.
They were very happy. Other children in the school were also in groups, discussing where to go to play.