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Chapter 583 Arrival

After signing up, Bai Shanbao was officially enrolled. Mr. Zhuang left him directly in the private school and asked him to go to the classroom to get familiar with it first, while he took Manbao and Bai Er away.

Having lost a disciple, Mr. Zhuang also felt much relieved.

He didn't go home, but took him directly to the bookstore. He glanced at the busy bookstore and said, "I'll go in and read some books. Manbao, you help Shanbao select the books he lacks, and let the shopkeeper open them later."

After receiving the bill, go back and ask him to pay."

Then he asked: "How did you do with the homework assigned to you?"

Man Bao's scalp tightened and he immediately said: "We have been writing."

Mr. Zhuang nodded, "Although I don't want you to hand it in immediately, you can't slack off. If you have any questions, just ask my teacher."

Is it true? Man Bao asked: "Sir, I have been looking up Li Guang recently. Do you know what other books besides "Historical Records" and "Han Shu" I can check him out?"

Mr. Zhuang was surprised, "Why are you checking him? Didn't I ask you to write about the ministers who were killed by the court?"

"Yes, but my second junior brother and I both felt that Li Guang's death was closely related to the Han Dynasty at that time, so we wanted to include him among them."

Mr. Zhuang thought for a while and said: "There are some anthologies and history books that contain it, but anthologies are different from history books. They mostly contain traces of previous comments, which inevitably makes them less authentic. They are far worse than history books."

Mr. Zhuang made a list of books for Man Bao, handed them to her and said, "Read these three books first. It will be enough after you finish them. By the way, do you have money to buy them?"

Man Bao blinked, "Do I want to buy it?"

Can't you see it here?

Mr. Zhuang was happy when he heard this and said with a smile: "No need, just do whatever is convenient for you."

He often does this kind of thing by reading books.

Man Bao took two book lists to choose books.

Mr. Zhuang's eyes fell on Bai Erlang.

Bai Erlang:......

Mr. Zhuang smiled and took out a piece of paper and gave it to him, "You didn't ask Zhou Lang to bring books this time, right? But it doesn't matter. You can buy them now, so you don't need to buy more. Let's just buy these for now."

Bai Erlang:......

Manbao selected Bai Shanbao's books, put them in the book basket and gave them to the clerk, then went to find the book she wanted to read.

The clerk was already familiar with her, not because Manbao came more often than other customers, but because she was a rare woman among the customers who visited the bookstore.

Although there will be other young ladies coming to the bookstore to buy books, most of them just buy and leave, and rarely stay in the bookstore.

Man Bao not only came often, but also came every time with a young master of similar age. The two of them usually stayed for half a day.

Occasionally buy some books or pens, ink and paper, but not often. After two or three times, the clerk will remember them.

He knew that she would usually buy the books placed in the basket.

The waiter took the book basket to the front, put a bamboo stick in the basket for her, and then continued to greet other customers.

Man Bao found the books that his husband mentioned and chose one that seemed interesting. After taking a look at the price, he found a seat to sit down and read.

There are many scholars reading like him in the bookstore. The shopkeeper usually doesn't chase away customers, because the customers who come here will buy something. Even if they don't buy it this time, they will buy it next time.

And no one dares to deface books, and they generally take good care of them.

Otherwise, once it is damaged, you will have to buy it.

No one cared about Man Bao. Man Bao sat down in the seat where she sat most often, then held the book and read with gusto.

It's a pity that the bookstore won't copy it on the spot, otherwise it would be better for her to copy a copy and take it back.

Mr. Zhuang stayed in the bookstore for most of the day until the afternoon, watching the sunset appear on the horizon, and then led his two disciples to check out and go home.

Although he had already celebrated once, Mr. Zhuang felt that today was the day when his disciples were entering school and it was time to go out for a good meal, so he decided to go out with the whole family to eat in the evening.

Finally, when I returned to the alley, I heard that their house was very lively.

The three masters and apprentices looked at each other and quickly quickened their pace.

The courtyard door was wide open, and many people were gathered inside. Zhou Lang was taking things out of the sack, "They are all grown at home, so don't be polite."

Each person stuffed a bunch of pods, all of which were fresh and looked like they had just been picked today.

Erya then put some tied pods aside and said, "Uncle Fourth, I will send these to other neighbors."

"Go, go," Zhou Lang said to the neighbors with a smile: "We will live here permanently in the future. Please take care of me. I have many children. If there is any disturbance, just talk to me.

I said, I said them."

"Where, where, the young master and the young lady in the house are all scholars. It's a pleasure just listening to them reading in the yard every day. Oops, Mr. Zhuang is back..."

Only then did Zhou Lang see Mr. Zhuang standing behind the crowd and immediately went to greet him, "Sir, you are back. Master Shanbao is also back. Daji is boiling water in the kitchen. Do you want to make tea for you?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded blankly and greeted the neighbors.

Erya also hurriedly ran up to say hello to Mr. Zhuang, then looked at Manbao happily and shouted: "Sister-in-law!"

"Erya, no, Lijun, why are you here too?"

"Grandpa asked me to take care of my sister-in-law." Erya said happily.

When Man Bao heard this, he was also very happy. He took her hand and said, "Great, I will take you to my room."

The neighbors then remembered to ask Erya's name, and found out that her name was Zhou Lijun, and that she had also studied with Mr. Zhuang. Their eyes changed when they looked at her, and they complimented her with a smile: "Your family is a scholar after all.

, girls can be sent to school to study.”

Zhou Lijun knew they had misunderstood, but she didn't say anything and just smiled at them innocently.

After seeing off this group of neighbors, Zhou Lijun stood at the door and watched them enter each house. Then he noted the neighbors who had not come yet, turned around, and took the basket with the remaining pods to send away.

Before coming here, grandma had specifically warned them that they would live in Yizhou City forever. There were many old people in the house, some young ones, and there was no woman in charge. They would not even know if they were bullied in the future, so they had to make good friends with the neighbors.

As for the relationship, it’s okay to suffer losses in normal times, as long as you don’t suffer losses at critical moments.

That's why they brought a lot of vegetables from home. They are not expensive and they have them at home. Giving them away is considerate and painless, which is just right.

Zhou Lijun knew that his sister-in-law's other two young master classmates were not qualified to do this kind of thing, so he packed up the basket and went out, carrying it from the beginning of the alley to the end of the alley, and even gave a handful to the people outside the alley that his fourth uncle had mentioned.

Then he walked to the opposite door and knocked.

Bai Erlang, who was helping to move things, saw him and said: "Stop knocking, there is no one on the other side."

Zhou Lijun then took the remaining pods home and asked, "Is the house opposite also for rent?"

"I don't know. Most of their family members were arrested and sent to the county government. The remaining two and Li left, so this is an empty house." Bai Erlang looked at the pods in her basket and asked, "What's wrong with these?"

manage?"

"We can eat it ourselves," Zhou Lijun said with a smile, "We brought a lot of vegetables from home this time, so we won't have to go out to buy vegetables for a while."

They didn't buy it in the first place. Did they eat out all the time?


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