Since everyone got what they needed, Yun Zheng did not object. The old patriarch once again comforted Yun Zheng sincerely, gave instructions to his son, and went out with a large bag of gifts, proud of himself.
He proudly went to the village chief's place for a banquet.
The son of the old patriarch is a strong man in his forties. He is really strong. His broad shoulders seem to be able to lift a mountain. The rice weighing 100 kilograms is like carrying a lamp grass on his shoulders. Yun
He followed behind, holding the books and pens sent by the old patriarch.
This sudden change made him dizzy. He solved all his problems in one day. From now on, he can happily be a rice bug in the village. As long as he is admitted as a child student, he will be recognized by everyone.
Respected forever.
The old patriarch's surname was Cang, and others called him Cang Lao. His son's name was Canggu. In Yun Zheng's memory, Xanthium was a prickly plant that could stick to the fur of people or animals and run around.
Xanthium really lives up to its name. It is clingy by nature. Even after carrying the rice, it would not move away. Instead, it rubbed its big, calloused hands together and tried to speak, but when it opened its mouth, no words came out.
"Uncle Cang, if you have anything to say, just say it. As long as I can do it, I will definitely agree. We are a family now, so why are you so embarrassed?"
"Um, um, Xiaozheng, your Uncle Cang has been blind all his life. Because he can't read, he has been tricked by those evil restaurants and restaurants. There is no way to go on like this. You two brothers are reading seeds.
, study hard, there is no shortage of food for your brothers in the village, see if you can take the mouse to read together, don't ask him to be admitted to the school in the future, just ask him not to sacrifice his life for the prey in the future.
I was deceived by those unscrupulous store owners."
After hearing this, not only Yun Zheng was stunned, but Yun Jianqiang, who was lying on the rice bag, was also stunned. For the first time, they felt the importance of knowledge. It turns out that without knowledge, people will be bullied. This is true.
With a bag of rice at home, Yun Zheng borrowed a hatchet and prepared to go up the mountain to cut firewood. Cutting firewood has now become a kind of tempering of the mind. If he was forced by life before, now Yun Zheng
I just want to truly experience the living conditions of the Song Dynasty and quickly integrate into the collective of the Song Dynasty.
Chopping firewood is still full of fun. Yun Zheng's speed of chopping wood has become much faster today. His clothes have also changed into the same style as other teenagers. He wears baggy trousers and a small double-breasted jacket. Except for his hair, which is shorter, his skin is
She is fairer and tenderer, and walking on the mountain road, she is not much different from other children.
In my free time, I played the bamboo chopsticks game with these children. There was nothing strange except that they had to count. A group of children lay on the ground and calmly picked out other scattered chopsticks with bamboo chopsticks. As long as they did not touch other chopsticks and succeeded.
If you can clearly count the chopsticks in your hand, you will be considered successful.
Life is the best teacher. In a short period of time, these children were able to count the chopsticks in their hands, and a small handful of bamboo chopsticks turned into a large handful. Yun Zheng firmly believed that as long as they played this game more
Several times, it was not a problem to calculate the little money I had for firewood.
Today I went to sell firewood very smoothly. I changed my job. This job is very fair. A load of firewood costs three pennies. Yun Zheng looked at the three pennies in his hand, sighed for a while, and put it into a cloth bag.
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It was already dusk when I got home. Yun Jianqiang was gone, and so was the little yellow dog. Yun Zheng was greatly frightened. He jumped down from the bamboo building and yelled like a madman. After shouting twice, the little yellow dog wagged its tail.
Appearing at Yun Zheng's feet, Yun Jianqiang also appeared behind the bamboo building lying in the arms of a mulberry picking girl.
Yun Zheng roughly pulled him away from the mulberry picking girl's arms and said loudly: "Where have you gone? Why are you not obedient at all? What if you lose it?"
Yun Jianqiang saw the tears in Yun Zheng's eyes, stretched out his little hand to help him wipe them away, and whispered: "I will never run around again, I will wait for you at home."
Yun Zheng, who was still in shock, was immediately besieged by the mulberry picking girls. He couldn't understand what they were saying, but he only knew that they were very excited. One of the mulberry picking girls even showed Yun Zheng an embroidery pattern.
"Did you do it?" Yun Zheng could tell at a glance that that kind of simple painting was definitely not something that should be seen in the Song Dynasty.
Seeing Yun Jianqiang nod, Yun Zheng ignored these mulberry-picking girls. A good man doesn't fight with women. It's only right to take Yun Jianqiang home for dinner. It's just some simple drawings, but why did they make them all crazy.
Yunzheng washed rice for cooking, and went up the mountain today. Cangwa caught a bamboo rat. He didn't want to eat it, so he gave it to Yunzheng. He also found some bamboo shoots and mushrooms and prepared to stew a pot of fragrant bamboo rat soup.
Yun Jianqiang took out three pennies from his small pocket and put it on the table. He said proudly: "I drew a few small patterns for them, and Sister Xiaohua gave me three pennies to buy candies. I
I went to Huanbu with them today..."
Hearing that Yun Jianqiang and a group of little girls were going to wash cloth, Yun Zheng's face suddenly turned dark, and he slapped him on the back of the head. He said helplessly: "Can't you have some morals? They were all dishonest when they were doing cloth cloth.
Those who wear clothes specially go to the back of the hill. Men’s families don’t go there. Don’t you know?”
"I'm only three years old!" Just as Yun Jianqiang finished speaking, he received another heavy slap on the back of his head.
"I'm warning you, if you dare to do such obscene things again, I will beat you into a fool so that you can go to Huanbu with them." A twelve-year-old child should know everything.
She has a precocious heart in her body, and if she bathes and washes clothes with those girls, she is considered a scumbag. This problem must be removed from her.
The rice in the small pot was cooked, and so was the bamboo rat soup in the clay pot. Although only salt was added, the two of them ate very sweetly. After dinner, Yun Ye lit the fire in the fire pit, read a book, and ate by himself.
I have already promised the old patriarch that if I don't work hard, I won't be sorry for the bag of rice that the old man gave me.
Yun Jianqiang also took a book to read. After reading for a while, he said to Yun Zheng: "Brother, do you plan to rely on these things to gain a foothold in this era?"
Yun Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "What else can I do? I am almost a disabled person here. I can't carry my shoulders or lift my hands. What else can I do except follow the old path of studying in the past? You have to learn too, as long as we can be admitted as a scholar.
, you can walk sideways in this world."
Yun Jianqiang didn't answer the question and suddenly said to Yun Zheng: "Brother, I was naughty today, why didn't you hit me? I heard that when a child is naughty, parents will grab the child and beat him. At that time, you are already very
If you are angry, why don't you hit me? I really want to know what it feels like to be beaten by a parent."