After entering the school, there are already students here in the morning reading.
Someone shook their heads while holding a book.
Someone took the sesame seed and gnawed vigorously.
Some people are fighting with each other with writing brushes.
Zhang Xiaolei entered the school for the first time. He found everything fresh, and couldn't help but ask Zhao He: "Why do they shake their heads while studying?"
Zhao He said: "This way you don't get sleepy when studying."
Zhang Xiaolei suddenly realized.
"gab."
A ruler suddenly hit Zhao He's head.
Zhang Xiaolei looked back and saw an old man standing behind him.
He blew his beard and said, "Shaking his head and shaking his head is to match the rhythm of reading. Do you hear it in the dog's belly when you hear it in class?"
Zhao He touched his head, but Wei Nuonuo said yes.
Zhang Xiaolei saw that this was her husband, and quickly said: "Hello, sir, I am Zhang Xiaolei, Zhao Gongzi's companion. I hope my husband can teach me some words and let me learn.
"What kind of cats and dogs, I am ashamed to come to learn..." the old man stared, "The trivial people, still want to learn from me?"
Zhang Xiaolei took out the silver given by Li Fengwu from his baggage, and whispered, "Please take care of it, Mr.".
The old man did not raise his eyelids. He put away the silver coins, his face remained unchanged and said: "Although Amao and Agou can't come to learn at will, it is a good thing to be willing to learn. There is a student who is thirsty for learning in front of me. How can I ignore it? You go sit first. Now, I'll come here later."
"Thank you sir."
Zhang Xiaolei quickly walked in and sat down, and took out the book Li Fengwu gave him.
The husband told the students to read early, and then sat next to Zhang Xiaolei and patiently taught him to read.
The gentleman of the school is an old talent, at least the students in the school call him that way.
The old scholar likes to eat tea. When the students are studying, he sits at the door, holding a cup of tea and taking a sip from time to time.
Zhang Xiaolei noticed that he likes to eat strong tea.
With every sip, there will be a lot of tea in your mouth.
At this time, the old scholar would slowly chew the tea, wait for bitterness in his mouth, and then spit the tea back into the teapot.
Then, take another sip, chew for a while, then vomit it back.
Zhang Xiaolei didn't like sitting next to the old scholar, he felt a little sick to look at it.
The old scholar looked at Zhang Xiaolei earnestly learning to practice calligraphy, and he was a little relieved. Touching the silver in his arms, I suddenly felt more relieved.
Every time Zhang Xiaolei learns a word, he writes it over a dozen times.
As he was writing, he suddenly raised his head and asked the old scholar: "Can I become a wise man after reading?"
"No," the old Xiucai said.
"Why not? I heard that scholars are great."
The old scholar put down his teacup and said softly: "Further reading the Four Books and the Five Classics will make you a poor life in these years."
"But my husband sent me to read, he is a smart man. If reading is not good, why did he send me here?"
"Does your husband want you to be familiar with it?"
"No, he wants me to be literate."
The old scholar said: "Reading can't make you smart, but it can make you smart."
"What do you mean?"
"Intelligence is innate, like a bow; and learning learned is like a bow and arrow. Some people have a bow, but not a bow. Some people have a bow and arrow, but they can't pull the bow."
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Zhang Xiaolei seemed to understand but not understand.
He was studying words again, and the old scholar leaned on the door frame, squinting his eyes slightly.
This Xiao Lei looked poor, but his seriousness really shook out the others.
At this time, the old scholar suddenly remembered that he was studying.
He was so poor that year, secretly hiding outside the school to listen to the lecture.
Thanks to the kindness of the teacher, let him come in for free.
After studying for a whole morning, the old scholar ordered everyone to go back.
Zhang Xiaolei reluctantly put away his books, he still wants to write for a while, but unfortunately he still has business to do.
The so-called business is to get closer to Zhao He.
The only way to return from the school to Zhao's residence was arranged by Li Fengwu.
When he goes back later, Zhang Xiaolei will put on a scene to save Zhao He.
In this way, Zhao He will get closer to him.
He packed up his things and left the school with Zhao He.
As soon as the two of them came out, Shao Xiaoling suddenly ran from behind and pushed Zhang Xiaolei.
Zhang Xiaolei staggered and almost fell to the ground.
He turned around and said angrily: "What are you pushing me for!"
Shao Xiaoling shook her fist and responded: "I'm happy!"
Zhang Xiaolei cursed: "Crazy woman!"
"Dead poor ghost!"
"Crazy woman!"
"Dead poor ghost!"
"Forget it..." Zhao He persuaded him, while taking out a bit of silver and handing it to Shao Xiaoling, "Give me a thin noodle, forget it."
Shao Xiaoling took the broken silver from him and muttered: "I am not the one who robbed you of your money. What do you give me the money for?"
Zhao He said: "Let you calm down."
"Give me money to calm me down?"
"Correct."
"You've always kept people like this?"
"Correct."
Shao Xiaoling chuckled. She pointed to Zhao He and said: "I heard people say that your father has no eggs, and the smoke from your ancestral grave gave birth to a son like you. Now it seems that your family must be extinct. Smoke twice?"
Zhao He was insulted by Shao Xiaoling and didn't feel angry.
Compared to other people's insults, Shao Xiaoling was more polite.
He is used to it.
Shao Xiaoling smashed the broken silver on Zhang Xiaolei and sneered: "You wait, there will be a day when you cry."
Zhang Xiaolei wanted to sigh, but remembered Li Fengwu's reprimand last time, he was stunned.
Seeing Shao Xiaoling swaying away, Zhao He quickly picked up the broken silver from the ground and said with a smile, "It's great, I saved a lot of money."
"I understand why people always insult you..." Zhang Xiaolei sighed, "Are you insulting people at will?"
Zhao He said: "What does it matter? A few curses won't lose a piece of meat. If I am impatient, others will beat me."
Zhang Xiaolei rolled his eyes and said, "It's nothing, I don't bother to worry about it, let's go back."
He subconsciously walked to the left, but Zhao He suddenly said, "Don't take this road."
"what?"
Zhang Xiaolei was taken aback: "Why? This is the way back to Zhao's house, right?"
Zhao He scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, and said, "Let's go to the other side. I don't want to go back for the time being. It's still early anyway."
Zhang Xiaolei was anxious when he heard it.
If you don't go here, isn't Li Fengwu arranged for nothing
But he can't walk to the left forcibly, otherwise it will arouse Zhao He's suspicion.
He had no choice but to say: "Okay, then walk with you."
Zhao He smiled, he returned to the school, temporarily put down his burden, and suddenly began to tidy up his clothes and stroked his hair.
Zhang Xiaolei was baffled, what is this kid going to do? (End of this chapter)