The cows are grazing far away, and the wheat and millet are thick on all sides of the village. The hungry birds in the pond peck at the cows' backs, so I can't play on the ridges. - "Shepherd's Song"
The sky cleared up, the sun rose, and Zhu Ping'an once again rode on the cow's back and began a new day of herding cattle, attending classes, and coaxing loli.
During breakfast, the voice of my aunt coaxing Jun Ge to go to school and take the imperial examination made my mother Chen very envious; when I went out to ride the ox, my mother Chen's loneliness and loss would appear in my mind from time to time.
I must work hard to earn a royal decree for my mother.
Autumn is the time when crops need water. Water once, twice, and three times. Crops need to be watered at least three times to get a good harvest. However, in the season when crops need water, the weather is not good. It has not rained for nearly a month. Zhu Ping'an rode a cow through the mountain village road and saw that the crops on both sides of the road were obviously short of water. When riding a cow across the bridge, the water level of the Qingxi River dropped, and the bridge piers that were soaked by the river water yesterday were exposed.
On the hillside, the scheming little Lolita seemed to have been waiting there for a long time, riding her little red horse with a pouty look on her face.
"Why are you so late? Don't you know I've been waiting for a long time?!" The sinister little loli started accusingly.
Zhu Pingan rode on a yellow ox, looking down at the black-bellied little loli Li Shu, with a helpless look on his face. It's not that I came late, it's obviously that you came too early. By the way, didn't you come in the middle of the day before? Why did you come so early today? And this stinky girl changed her clothes again, which is too much. Changing every day, how much money is wasted, who can afford to marry you.
"Hey, are you mute?" The scheming little loli Li Shu couldn't help but feel a little angry when she saw Zhu Ping'an looking down at her with a calm expression. She raised the horsewhip in her little hand and pretended to swing it.
She really has the temper of a spoiled little princess. She gets angry if something goes wrong, as if the whole world is her servant.
"I usually come at this time." Zhu Ping'an said lightly, then leaned over, touched the old ox's head and said, "Old Huang, I'm getting off."
The old ox kept bending down, and Zhu Ping'an got off the ox's back and led the old ox up the hillside.
The little girl was a little jealous of Zhu Ping'an for training the old ox to be so obedient, but she still remembered why she came early. What happened to Guo Jing after he killed two birds with one stone yesterday? And the Mongolian Khan would not really marry Hua Zheng to that bastard, would he? She really wanted to know the future story. She tossed and turned last night and didn't sleep well. Her heart felt itchy as if a kitten was scratching it, so she ran here early.
But, but I didn't expect that this poor little guy didn't want to tell me a story. How could this be possible
So, the black-bellied little girl rode her pony to catch up with Zhu Pingan, stood in front of him and threatened:
"Hey, Zhu Ping'an, you didn't forget something, believe it or not, I'll go up and tell the teacher right away."
It was the same old same old thing, just like those girls in primary school who always threatened to tell tales.
"Yesterday the teacher didn't talk about The Legend of the Condor Heroes. He talked about Three Character Classic and calligraphy. There was no story. I'm going up to listen now to see if the teacher can talk about it. If he does, I'll come down and tell you." Zhu Ping'an spread out his hands, looking helpless.
"You are lying! I don't care, I want you to tell me!" The black-bellied little Loli started to be unreasonable, and stubbornly asked Zhu Ping'an to tell her immediately.
"The teacher didn't tell me, and I don't know it myself." Zhu Ping'an shook his head and refused.
"You, huh, if you tell me, I'll give you this to eat." The black-hearted little Loli took a small box from the saddle, opened it, and inside was the fragrant braised pork.
Zhu Ping'an couldn't control his saliva. Although he was able to eat as much as he wanted this morning because of his grandfather's words last night, it was only vegetarian and coarse grain pancakes. Now he saw the mouth-watering braised pork, and it was even steaming. Could it be that this small box was actually an ancient thermal insulation box? !
"I asked the cook to make all this specially. Just tell me and I'll give it to you." The black-hearted little Loli seemed to remember that she said something like "dog" when she fed the little bastard yesterday, and the little bastard even mocked her. So this time she suppressed her tsundere temper and explained.
Zhu Ping'an licked his lips and shook his head with difficulty.
"You!" The black-hearted little Loli was furious.
"I'm going to attend the class now. If the teacher is talking about The Legend of the Condor Heroes, I'll tell you later." Zhu Ping'an didn't want to anger this black-bellied loli. Who knows what this girl will do when she gets angry.
The evil little girl was silent for a moment and said, "You better hurry up, it won't taste good if it gets cold."
Zhu Ping'an nodded and led the old ox towards the hillside.
The scheming little loli looked at Zhu Ping'an's back and unwillingly whipped the horsewhip twice to vent her unhappiness!
When Zhu Ping'an walked to his usual seat outside the school with a black wooden board and a writing brush, the teacher had just finished checking the children's homework, and Zhu Pingjun was punished with a ruler again.
After checking the homework, the teacher started a new day of teaching, still teaching the Thousand Character Classic. This lesson was about "Clouds rise to bring rain, dew turns to frost. Gold is born in Lishui, jade comes out of Kunshan." He led the children to recite it several times and then began to explain.
During the break in his lecture, the teacher once again saw the naughty boy outside the school. He was sitting upright as if listening to his lecture. He felt a little curious, but didn't take it seriously.
After the explanation, the teacher began to teach the children how to write these characters.
The teacher wrote these words on the table and hung them on the wall in front of the school. Then he walked around the school, explaining the key points of writing and correcting the children's mistakes.
When he turned to the door, the teacher saw the naughty boy outside playing the game of pouring water on stones again. He smiled and shook his head. He thought that the naughty boy was listening to his lecture just now, but in the blink of an eye, the naughty boy started playing the game of pouring water on stones again. He was really overthinking.
So the teacher focused all his attention on teaching the children in the school.
Zhu Ping'an outside the window had no idea of the teacher's mental activities. After pouring some water into the groove of the stone, he looked at the big characters hung by the teacher in front of the school, listened to the teacher's explanation of the essentials of calligraphy in the school, and began to write quickly on his black wooden board.
The teacher walked around the school again and again, correcting the mistakes of every child. When he passed by the door, he saw the naughty boy again.
In our sight, the naughty boy was no longer playing the game of watering the stones, but was playing a new game, poking the stones with a thin bamboo pole.
Out of curiosity, the teacher assigned the children in the school the task of writing it three times, then walked out of the school and came to the naughty boy.
The boy seemed to be having so much fun that he didn't notice me approaching.