Li Jin asked seriously, but Qin Muwen was at a loss.
Although he usually has a little idea, he never refuses Li Jin's request.
So, Li Jin didn't wait for him to answer, and said, "That's settled, tomorrow morning you will take Brother Zhuzi's ox cart to Xinglintang to wait for me."
Qin Muwen nodded, completely unaware of what to do when he left the bun.
Fortunately, Li Jin arranged everything. Early the next morning, after feeding the buns, he delivered the buns to Li Zhuzi's house.
Xiao Baozi couldn't bear his father, so he howled a few times, but his father still didn't change his mind and put him on the kang of Li Zhuzi's house.
"Don't worry, the child will stay with me and promise not to be hungry."
Li Jin said, "I've caused you trouble."
Little Steamed Bun watched his father leave, feeling a little disheartened for a while, and after crying for a while, he became drowsy and went straight to sleep.
Li Jin also knows the temperament of a child. The more you coax him, the more clingy he will be and the more vigorous he will cry.
He can only choose 'long pain is worse than short pain' and leave directly, so that the little bun can go to rest quickly.
Qin Muwen prepared the meal, only to find that the steamed bun was gone.
But he didn't panic, because he had unconditional trust in Li Jin, Li Jin saw this, was pleased, and took the initiative to tell it.
Only then did Qin Muwen realize that he was really going to attend the temple fair.
He looked at his coarse clothes and thought to himself, would going out like this would embarrass A Jin.
Li Jin said: "It doesn't matter, it's enough to look good."
Qin Muwen was overjoyed, this was the second time A Jin praised him for being good-looking.
But he has self-knowledge in his heart, and feels that even if he is looked at by such a bright mirror, he is still not as good-looking as A Jin.
Li Jin watched as the time passed, and went to the school with the basket on his back.
Qin Muwen doesn't have to go so early, even if he follows now, there is no place to stay.
Still waiting for Li Zhuzi's ox cart to go to town at noon, otherwise he is a brother and has no company on the road. Li Jin will not be at ease after walking such a long distance.
Today, Li Jin and Chen Xiran's class has completely changed. It is no longer a quiet copy, and a sitting by the window to endorse.
Instead, they checked each other's dictation, and then sat together by the window and paired up.
To be honest, a scholar like Li Jin is suitable for a person to study quietly, endorse, draw the citric acid cycle, and deduce various organic sequences.
He is a little nervous about pairing tasks that require his own output.
Although he is not worried about his own level of control, Chen Xiran is in the first league, and he is in the second league, so that he can perform better.
But how to make up a first couplet really gave Li Jin a headache.
Although Li Jin has memorized so many books in the past few months, it is reasonable to say that he can cite and describe the classics at his fingertips, but he has the mentality of an adult, and it is difficult to blurt out the aura of the first couplet.
Mr. Song calmly stood in the middle of the endorsement of another class, and came over to check the pairing situation of the two of them.
During this inspection, Mr. Song directly blew his beard and stared.
Forget Chen Xiran, he doesn't usually work hard, and Mr. Song doesn't expect much from him.
But what is Li Jin's situation
Does it take so long to make a pair
Mr. Song said: "If you don't get along well, go and copy the "Three Hundred Poems" for children's enlightenment."
Li Jin and Chen Xiran looked at each other and saw despair in each other's eyes.
As soon as Mr. Song left, Chen Xiran whispered, "What can I do about this?"
He himself planned to fish in troubled waters, and only expected Li Jin to appear in the first league. He himself had no problem with the second league.
Who would have thought that Li Jin would not appear in the first couplet...
And he was caught by Mr. Song.
Li Jin calmly found "Three Hundred Poems" from the bookshelf, and went back to grinding ink to copy the book.
Chen Xiran was stunned, "This is for the enlightenment of young children!" Wake up.
Li Jin said, "Otherwise, you can try to compete with Dalang to see who can come out on the first couplet faster and better?"
Dalang is Mr. Song's eldest son, the child who opened the door for Li Jin on weekdays, only seven years old this year. As students, they usually call the children of Mrs.
Chen Xiran covered his face and said to Li Jin, "Quick, make room for me, let's copy together."
About half an hour later, Mr. Song thought, this time Li Jin and Chen Xiran should be able to match each other smoothly.
Even if Chen Xiran can't, Li Jin certainly can.
As a result, his study was quiet. Mr. Song pushed open the door and went in. He saw that the two of them were copying a copy of "Three Hundred Poems" with pictures and annotations.
Even if he was as well-mannered as Mr. Song, he couldn't help slamming the door.
Angrily, he dropped a sentence: "Copy twice!"
About half an hour later, Mr. Song entered the study with a dark face again, and asked Chen Xiran and Li Jin to go to the yard.
Li Jin put down the pen and replied calmly. Mr. Song's expression improved a little. He felt that Li Jin's bearing was already like a real scholar.
And Chen Xiran looked confused, "I haven't finished copying it yet."
Before he could finish speaking, Mr. Song tapped him with a folding fan.
After Chen Xiran followed Li Jin to the front yard, he was surprised to find that everyone in the other university hall was here.
As soon as Mr. Song came over, they all quieted down.
But this group of people is still quietly looking at Chen Xiran and Li Jin. Everyone knows that those who can study in Mr. Song's study are all those who are preparing for the Xiucai exam next year.
It's a pity that the people who are preparing for the Xiucai exam usually arrive earlier than them and leave later, so they have never been in contact with them.
Now that Mr. Song brought his two 'proud students', did he want to encourage them to study hard
The above are the thoughts of most people, and some people were classmates with Li Jin before. They had not seen Li Jin recently, thinking that he had completely given up his studies and went home to farm.
As for the 'sacred doctor farmer' that was widely circulated in the town, they didn't even think about Li Jin at all.
After all, they have also studied with Li Jin for a few years. How many kilograms does Li Jin have
Seeing Li Jin again this time, this group of people all widened their eyes.
Li Jin followed his line of sight and felt that these people were familiar, so he nodded to them.
"It's really Li Jin!"
Mr. Song looked over at a glance, and all those people lowered their heads and stopped talking.
Mr. Song saw that there was not much time, and he was too lazy to pursue it, so he went straight to the topic: "Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone will take the Mid-Autumn Festival as the theme, and each will write the first couplet, and the others will discuss the second couplet.
Li Jin, you and Chen Xiran are in charge of the record. "
Li Jin and Chen Xiran responded.
Li Jin felt that Mr. Song was really a very good teacher, and he was looking for materials for them.
Among them, several students who knew Li Jin wanted to take advantage of the confusion to ask him why he was suddenly looked down upon by Mr. Song.
When they got closer, they saw Li Jin's words, and all the words were stuck in their throats, and they couldn't speak.
Li Jin's words were praised by Mr. Song before, saying that he really wrote the character of every word.
Mr. Song does not often praise people. If he is satisfied, he will express it in other forms, such as giving books or staying for dinner.
It must be excellent if he can make him speak directly.
Therefore, as soon as these people saw Li Jin's words, they also realized that the current Li Jin is no longer the previous Li Jin.
Li Jin could not write such words before.
After class, several people gathered together and whispered, "Could it be that Li Jin has been hiding before?"
"Very likely."
"Hey, if I had known this earlier, I should have really made friends with him at that time."
Otherwise, the classmate friendship of more than three years will not be reduced to now only a nodding acquaintance.
The students in the school next door were dismissed, and Li Jin and Chen Xiran had to analyze the couplets of these students under the guidance of Mr. Song.
Looking at their reactions, Mr. Song really felt like he was talking to two elm heads.
He said: "There is another exam in the Tongsheng exam, which is about writing poetry. Although the score is not high, but if you go out like this, don't say that you are my students!"
Li Jin thought, this is probably the mantra similar to the head teacher's 'you are the worst class of students I have ever brought'.
Li Jin hurriedly said, "Students will collect more materials around them, and I won't disappoint my husband next time."
Chen Xiran also immediately patted his chest as a guarantee.
Only then did Mr. Song let them go and let them go back to the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Before going out, Dalang took a plate and gave Chen Xiran and Li Jin moon cakes.
"Dad said, I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival."
"Thank you sir and Dalang." Li Jin took the moon cake after thanking him.
Chen Xiran took a bite, his expression suddenly froze, then he swallowed the mouth with a frown, and said, "It's stuffed with five kernels."
Li Jin was about to take a sip, but he suddenly stopped, wrapping the mooncakes and putting them in a basket.
Chen Xiran: "Why don't you eat?"
Li Jin: "Good things have to be shared with the husband."
Chen Xiran: "... Suddenly a little sympathetic to your husband."
The temple fair was in the evening, so Li Jin still had to sit in the hospital in the afternoon.
When Li Jin arrived at Xinglintang, Li Zhuzi and Qin Muwen also happened to rush over.
Li Zhuzi's face was covered in sweat, and he said, "There are people on the road. I'll be obedient, and the cows can't walk."
Li Jin got up early in the morning, but the people on the road were as usual.
Li Zhuzi added: "I have to transport the materials back to Uncle Dahe, so I won't go with you at night.
But it's lively today, so I won't be afraid of wolves when I go back together. "
Li Jin said, "Thank you, Brother Zhuzi."
After Li Zhuzi left, Li Jin looked at Qin Muwen.
Today he changed into a shirt with a white base and red borders on the cuffs and collar.
The hair is also tied with a ribbon of the same color, without any extra decoration, but it still makes the whole person dazzling.
Li Jin directly held his hand and took him to dinner.
There were only Li Jin, Zhou Gui, and Qin Muwen on the dining table in the medical hall.
After eating, the patients came in one after another.
Li Jin asked Qin Muwen to sit in the inner hall, separated from him in the outer hall by a curtain.
Zhou Gui smiled and said, "This curtain can see the outer hall from the inside, but because of the light, the outer hall cannot be seen. You can sit here and call me and Doctor Li if you have anything."
Seeing him being so polite, Qin Muwen hurried back to thank him.
It was precisely because of Zhou Gui's words that he relaxed a little.
The medical center was a strange environment for him, and the only person he trusted was not with him. Even if he pretended to be calm on his face, he would still be nervous.
But with Zhou Gui's reminder, Qin Muwen sat in the inner hall and his eyes fell on Li Jin, who was asking for a pulse.
The anxiety in the bottom of my heart really quickly eased, and there was only pride and joy in my heart.
After a while, there was a girl in a pink dress, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a letter in her hand.
When Zhou Gui shouted 'Next', she sat directly opposite Li Jin.
But he didn't take the pulse, he just handed the letter to Li Jin.
"Doctor Li, my girl said, you will understand her mind when you read the letter."