Chapter 61: No One Can Tell the Troubles In Your Heart
"Are you crazy?" The fool put away the fat chef's hand, and was about to test whether the fat chef's forehead could be used for teppanyaki.
"You're crazy!" The fat chef glared at Lengzi with dissatisfaction, slapped his dog's paws off with a slap, straightened his back and blocked the door of the kitchen, muttering: "The teacher told Eleven,
Well, the gentleman is far away from the kitchen, let alone the Marquis. You two can enter. How can the Marquis, with his status, get into the kitchen?"
"Hey, I haven't seen you for a few days. I have gained a lot of knowledge. I also know that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen..."
"That's because the Marquis is so powerful. We, as servants, can't embarrass the Marquis..."
"Haha, I said you were fat, and you were out of breath. Besides, why are servants not servants? How come our family has servants since then? They are all human beings. I don't have more heads or bodies than you.
If you say that again in the future, you will have to pay for the toilet for a month..."
When the fat chef heard that he was going to the toilet, his stomach was filled with butterflies, and he was trembling all over. The fat was shaking from his face to his stomach like waves: "I don't dare, I don't dare. Whatever you say, Mr. Hou, is what it is..."
"Hmph..."
Ever since Xiao Han implemented a unified toilet system at home, cleaning the toilet has become a job that everyone avoids. Later, it had to evolve into a duty system where everyone takes turns. Because the fat chef is in charge of the food, everyone
I was smart enough not to let him clean the toilet, but now I heard that he also had to clean the toilet, and he would do so for a month. How could the fat chef not be frightened?
Seeing the fearful look on the fat chef's face, Xiao Han felt a little coke. He tilted his head and looked behind the fat chef to find Xiao Shiyi who was sitting under the stove kneading dough. His hands were covered with white flour.
Xiao Shiyi was looking up at Xiao Hanle. Seeing Mr. Hou looking at him, he thought there was something on his face, so he wiped it with his hand...
Suddenly a few white lines were printed on his little face, like a circus clown, but he didn't know it yet, and still looked at the laughing people lying down with a pair of innocent eyes...
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Seeing Xiao Shiyi's pitiful look, Xiaodong burst into laughter.
Xiao Han suppressed his smile and waved to Xiao Shiyi. Xiao Shiyi quickly rubbed his hands, stood up and trotted over to Xiao Han.
"Master Hou, are you looking for me?"
"Pfft...cough cough...you go and wash your face first..."
Xiao Shiyi was extremely confused. He never said before that he wanted to wash his face when he saw Mr. Hou. He turned around and ran to the water tank to scoop out water. As soon as he opened the water tank lid, he immediately understood what these people were laughing at, and his face turned red with embarrassment.
Turning red, he quickly scooped up two ladles of water, washed his hands and face, and then came to Xiao Han with some trepidation.
At this time, the fat chef had already run over to get the noodles, and he didn't care to chase Xiao Han anymore. If he didn't get the noodles, he would be soaked.
Without the fat chef to stop him, Xiao Han strolled into the kitchen, took out a small stool from under the table and sat down. Xiaodong and Lengzi, the two humming generals, stood behind Xiao Han obediently, but their eyes didn't know.
Floated there.
Xiao Han looked at the shy Xiao Shiyi and pointed to the opposite side: "Sit..."
Xiao Shiyi immediately moved a small stool and sat down, looking at Xiao Han with admiration. These days, he felt like he was dreaming. No, even the most beautiful dreams were not as beautiful as this.
The young Marquis in front of him was the most knowledgeable person he had ever seen. Even his teacher respected him extremely. He was reciting poems that the Marquis casually sang like a beggar holding a large piece of meat, with tears streaming down his face.
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From then on, when you see the Marquis, you must perform the disciple ceremony, and when you mention the Marquis, you must call him teacher.
Not to mention, he also has the ideas and creations that turn decay into magic. Xiao Shiyi knew that the Marquis only used the most basic things to win the title of Marquis. In his study, there are
There are countless complicated and complicated things that Xiao Shiyi can't even understand, but just by imagining, he knows how amazing these things would be if they were taken outside!
Therefore, whenever Xiao Han came out of the study, Xiao Shiyi would always go to the two study rooms to tidy up, and all the manuscripts would be carefully locked into the boxes for him. He knew that the Marquis did not like to pack things.
Xiao Shiyi sometimes wonders, where would a master leave these manuscripts that would shock the world everywhere? Where would a master let servants who had only been in the house for less than a month pack up these extremely precious things for him?
Where would a master treat these helpless servants like their nephews, feed them, clothe them, and even hire a teacher to teach them how to read and write?
This is my Marquis, my master!
At this time, Xiao Han has completely transformed into his god in Xiao Shiyi's little heart!
"eleven?"
"Ah, I'm..."
"I'm asking you, why are you distracted?"
"No, no... Mr. Hou, what did you just ask?"
Xiao Han patted Eleven's head. He didn't know that this little head didn't know what to think about all day long, and could get distracted even when talking face to face.
"Let me ask you, where are the lessons going now..."
Xiao Shiyi heard it this time and quickly replied: "Back to Lord Marquis, these days, Mr. Xi has taught "The Thousand-Character Classic", Mr. Shu Xi's "Education Notes", as well as "Miscellaneous Characters" and "Difficult Words".
Xiao Han nodded, wondering how long it had taken him to learn several ancient texts. He thought back to when he memorized a Yueyang Tower story for a week. Could it be that this ancient text was prepared for the ancients?
"You have indeed learned a lot, have you learned everything?"
Xiao Shiyi was a little proud now, and he held his head high and said: "I have learned everything, and my husband praised me as the best and fastest learner!"
Xiao Han looked at the expectant look on the little guy's face and knew that he was waiting for his praise. He felt funny in his heart, but he still praised: "Haha, not bad, study hard and make progress every day, don't be confused with Xiaodong."
He's like that. He sleeps as soon as he studies and slobbers all over the books. In this day and age, a few books are really more expensive than his grandma..."
After Xiao Han finished speaking, he pointed at Xiaodong and Lengzi behind him and shook his index finger, making them embarrassed and rolling their eyes.
If you are looking for negative teaching materials, why don’t you change someone else? Every time you talk about us, do you know that we are both very embarrassed...
Xiao Shiyi didn't see Xiaodong and Lengzi rolling their eyes, he just nodded happily. He liked being praised by Xiao Han and also liked to learn.
This is different from the other Xiao brothers. They all forced themselves to learn in order to live up to the expectations of the Marquis, but Xiao Shiyi was the only one who was truly happy to learn.
"A gentleman is far away from the kitchen, has he learned this?"
Xiao Shiyi blinked: "No, this is what the gentleman said by chance, so I wrote it down."
Xiao Han looked at the childish Xiao Shiyi and felt a little emotional in his heart. If he had been like Xiao Shiyi back then, why would he have to beg the uncle to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University? Why did he get drunk and go crazy with a bunch of friends who had accomplished nothing at night and was sent to the hospital?
To this place?
"The gentleman is far away from the kitchen, do you know what it means?" Xiao Han finished sighing, then withdrew his distant gaze and asked again.
"A gentleman should stay away from places like the kitchen." Xiao Shiyi answered simply.
"Why?" Xiao Han asked next.
"Ah? Because, because..."
Xiao Shiyi was stunned, scratched his head, and said uncertainly: "Because the kitchen smells? It's not clean?"
Xiao Han burst out laughing, patted Xiao Shiyi's head again, and said with a smile: "If it's unclean because of the smell, I won't go to the toilet, Mr. Hou, I might as well hold it in until I die!"
"Why is that?"
Xiao Shiyi raised his head and looked at Xiao Han curiously. He would never doubt what was written in the book. The sacredness of knowledge was far beyond what a little person like him dared to doubt.
Xiao Han recalled for a while and said slowly: "A gentleman is far away from Bao's kitchen. If he sees him alive, he can't bear to see him die; if he hears his voice, he can't bear to eat his flesh."
"Seeing its life, I can't bear to see its death; hearing its voice, I can't bear to eat its flesh..."
Xiao Shiyi nodded in understanding, while the eyes of Xiaodong and Lengzi, the two generals behind him, almost turned into question marks, and they had no idea what they were talking about...
"Eleven, do you think it makes sense?" Xiao Han asked Eleven with a smile.
Xiao Shiyi frowned slightly and said hesitantly: "It makes sense..."
"That makes sense?" Xiao Han looked at Xiao Shiyi and said for him, "Do you feel a little empty?"
"No……"
"No?" Xiao Han looked at Eleven, slowly put away his smile, and his voice became serious: "Eleven, do you know why I want you to study?"
"Reading allows us to understand things and understand the righteousness..."
"Yes, but not completely!"
Listening to Eleven's standard answer, Xiao Han knew that this must have been taught by his husband. He sighed and slowly moved his eyes away from Eleven. He turned to Fat Chef, Xiaodong and Lengzi, and kept moving.
To the sky outside the door.
Xiao Shiyi, who held his little head high, suddenly noticed that for the first time, there was a trace of * on Mr. Hou's face.
"The purpose of reading is not to make you a sour scholar, but to give you the knowledge to doubt boldly and know that what is written in the book may not be right. For example, what the gentleman said, we cannot deny that a gentleman must have mercy.
However, a gentleman with only a compassionate heart cannot accomplish great things. As human beings, we must remember to strive for success. Without doubt and a desire to strive for success, progress becomes an empty talk. Alas...I don’t have time now.
When I have time, you can learn those ancient Chinese texts from my husband and practice them with me at the same time."
"Do you study with Mr. Marquis every day?"
Xiao Shiyi's little head did not understand what Xiao Han said before. Instead, he was particularly concerned about the last sentence, his eyes were shining, and he seemed to be expecting it.
"Tiantian! Little guy, just wait, learn more and write more, and then you will find that you can learn a lot..."
After saying that, Xiao Han looked at the fat cook who was busy at work, rubbed his face, and the solemn expression just now was instantly replaced by a normal and easy-going face. He smiled and kicked Xiao Shiyi, who was full of surprise, and took a big step.
of walking out of the kitchen.
People always have the opportunity to change themselves. The fat chef went from slashing people with a knife to now being able to cook a table of delicious dishes. This is also a change, and it is the change that suits him best.
Now, he wants to try, can he let these children follow him and change something else, such as the world?
Returning to the front yard, the lanterns had been hung up early. The return of the owner of the house seemed to have re-injected vitality into the home that had been dull for a few days. Everyone who was running around had a smile called peace of mind on their faces.
Seeing Xiao Han coming, everyone who passed by smiled and greeted him. The Xiao family bowed and bowed, bowed their hands, and said a few words that the Marquis liked to hear. The atmosphere in the mansion was really like a family!
In a blink of an eye, the sun sets, the lanterns come on, and dinner begins. There are no hungry guests today. The door is closed, and the whole family is decorating the front yard with lanterns and decorations as if it’s the New Year!
Several large tables in the courtyard were full of people, and even the somewhat depressed blacksmith gathered around the table to eat, his eyes a little fierce, as if what was in his mouth were not dumplings and noodle soup, but the offal that would serve as a prisoner.
Xiao Han swallowed a dumpling with satisfaction and tasted the fresh leeks and diced pork. Xiao Han almost fainted from comfort. This was called eating! Although he was the only one at this table.
Zhang Qiang, who was supposed to share a table with Xiao Han, disappeared somewhere. People in the mansion said that after they left, Zhang Qiang never came again, but Xiao Han was sure that Zhang Qiang was not recruited into the army. Although he was a little worried, he
I guess for such a big man, there shouldn't be any problems.
There was a big plate of dumplings and a big bowl of noodles, but no vegetables. Because Xiao Han said that the dumplings could serve two plates of food, so the Xiao family would not serve other dishes while they were eating dumplings.
There was a lot of prepared garlic paste. Guanzhong people loved to eat garlic and would almost never be happy without it. Especially after Xiao Han made the dumplings, these people discovered that garlic paste paired with dumplings is the most delicious thing!
Dumplings with noodles are a bit strange, but who dares to doubt the delicious food produced by Xiao Mansion?
Xiao Han ate very happily and ate very quickly. He ate a large bowl of dumplings and a bowl of braised noodles, plus the "aged wine" that had been buried for more than ten days..."
Before he fell drunk, Xiao Han pointed his middle finger to the sky: "Fuck you!"
I don’t know whether it was Xiao Han’s disrespect that angered God, or it was just a coincidence that at this moment, a thunderbolt flashed across the sky that had been cloudy all afternoon: "Crack... boom..."
It was raining. It only took a few seconds to go from a few raindrops to a downpour.
The half-drunk Xiao Han was carried by Xiao Shiyi and ran to the bedroom. There was a lot of sound behind him packing things and cursing his mother.
