Xia Xiucai's mood was not stable before, and Jiang Zhi was worried that he would become unsettled if he was mixed in a crowd, but now that he can chat with people at night, it seems that he can start chatting.
She stood aside and said nothing. After Xia Xiucai finished writing the slate and stood up, she smiled and said, "Is Mr. Xiucai free at this time? Can you help me read a few words and see how they are going?"
Xia Xiucai was confused and took the pieces of papyrus handed over by Jiang Zhi. Before he could take a closer look, his eyes suddenly narrowed, as if he had been pricked by something.
"This...this is...?"
Xia Xiucai mumbled a few words, feeling that his vocabulary was insufficient again.
Those pieces of paper were exercise books for Xiaoman, Xu Errui and Qiaoyun Chunfeng.
It was written in charcoal, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a ghost-drawing talisman. Anyway, Xiu Caigong has never seen such a terrifying thing in his memory.
Jiang Zhi said with a smile: "This is what Er Rui and Xiao Man wrote. They learned to recognize a few characters from a doctor before, so they wrote it like this."
"Learn calligraphy from Lang?"
Xia Xiucai shook the pieces of cursive writing away, held them far away from him, and took another look.
"The doctor's font is too...scattered and not suitable for beginners."
Doctors recognized all over the world can write like a charm, which can be used for underground intelligence and archaeological materials.
Xia Xiucai only said that it was polite to be casual.
Jiang Zhi felt that his mind was stimulated, and he seemed to be back a little bit, and he also knew how to save the doctor's respect. This was a good sign.
So he pretended to be relaxed and said happily: "There are no people in Xujia Village who can read. It's rare that Er Rui can learn to read with Lang."
Xia Xiucai stopped talking, but the hand holding the tissue paper was shaking, as if he was struggling.
Xia's mother came over and said, "Shu Yan, don't worry about these things, just do it as you please.
You have said before that you no longer want to take the scientific examination and just want to live the life of Yehe Xianyun. Mother and Huilan also like it. "
As he spoke, he winked at Jiang Zhi.
Village Chief Jiang had mentioned before that when his son was in better health, he could set up a school in Xujia Village to teach the children in the village to read and write. He didn't want to take the imperial examination, as long as he could keep accounts.
This was naturally agreed to by Xia's mother.
When my son has something to do, he will no longer sit still and think about things, which is also good for his illness.
Not to mention being a master teaching children, you can just be a bookkeeper.
After years of hard work, she feels that having a healthy body is more important than any glory or wealth.
It's just that she knows her son better than her mother. Xia's mother knows her son's temper very well. She wants everything to be perfect and she must be serious about everything she does.
This is not a simple matter of being a role model for others. You can only set the requirements to the lowest level, and you have to be willing to do it yourself.
After receiving Xia's mother's reminder, Jiang Zhi hurriedly said: "The village is full of farmers, and they can't read a few Chinese characters as big as a basket. They only know that a shoulder pole placed on the ground means one. If you can write your own name, you are already a smart person."
But when his mother and village chief said this, Xia Xiucai's face became more serious and he murmured to himself: "What's the point of reading and literacy!"
But at this moment, he suddenly remembered the cattle dealer who knelt down to listen to a book about a few words of cattle fortune telling, and his mind suddenly became dizzy...
"son!"
Xia's mother and Jiang Zhi supported the swaying Xia Xiucai and shouted nervously.
"Master Xiu Cai!"
When the women embroidering heard the shouting, they turned their heads in shock.
The scholar lady put down her round fan and ran over: "Ms. sir, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Zhi felt a little ashamed. He was still too impatient, but he didn't want Xia Xiucai's condition to worsen.
Xia Shuyan's face was pale, and he was supported by his mother and wife towards the shack. But after taking a few steps, he suddenly said: "Village chief, I am willing to teach!"
A night school was started in Xujiacun.
The reason why it is called night school is to comply with public sentiment.
Everyone has to do things during the day, but the evening is long, so you can gather together and listen to Xia Xiucai's lectures.
Every night at night, adults and children from every household go outside the warehouse to hang out with their friends.
The things that were dried here during the day have been cleaned up. The crowd sat on the straw mats they brought and surrounded Xia Xiucai in the middle.
The scholar wants to give a lecture!
In the eyes of the villagers, this is not a lecture, it is a scholar giving out money!
So, all the men, women, and children in the village gathered together, and Xu Gensheng carried his grandfather, who could no longer walk, on his back. This opportunity was rare, and it was only possible to hear it once.
Xia Xiucai looked at the bustling crowd, a blush rose on his originally dull face, and his eyes were shining brightly.
The crowd was originally in chaos, but when Xia Xiucai knocked on a piece of wood, there was immediately silence.
Every pair of eyes was fixed on Xia Xiucai in the middle, holding their breath, fearing that others would stare at him if he was angry.
It was quiet everywhere, but Xia Xiucai didn't speak. Looking at the hungry eyes around him, he felt agitated.
Only if you have a strong thirst for knowledge can you enjoy learning so much. Looking at yourself is like seeing a treasure.
At this moment, Xia Xiucai seemed to see his past.
He knew that studying was difficult and required not only financial support, but also books and famous teachers.
When the three of us travel together, we must have my teacher. When we arrived at Xujia Village, he also gained a lot of insights.
Over the past few months, watching the people here change little by little, he felt that life was like weeds, still taking root and sprouting despite the wind, frost, rain and snow.
Xia Xiucai stood up and saluted the crowd: "Dear fellow villagers, I am a young student with limited knowledge and insufficient preparation. If there are any deficiencies, I hope you will forgive me!"
Everyone below looked at each other: What Han? We only know Yanba Xian (han).
Jiang Zhi clapped his hands quickly: "Master Xiu Cai is so polite. We like everything you say."
Everyone also reacted and clapped their hands and applauded: "Master Xiu Cai said it well, said it wonderfully, and said it wonderfully!"
Xia Xiucai smiled slightly: "Today I will tell you what the human character is."
As he spoke, he wrote the word "人" on the stone slab with a brush dipped in water.
In the dark night, although a torch was burned, the light of the fire flickered and the words on the stone slab could not be seen clearly.
Those who were close could still see with their heads, those who were a little further away looked blurry, and those who were further away could not see anything clearly. The crowd suddenly became confused.
Jiang Zhi was about to ask someone to pass the slate down for everyone to see, when Li Laoshi jumped out: "Stop arguing, that's what the word '人' means..." He did a split!
Hahaha!
The crowd stopped being chaotic, but they couldn't stop laughing, and the venue was noisy again.
Jiang Zhi stood with his waist crotched and glanced at everyone with a vicious look: "Whoever can't control his mouth anymore, I will sew it up for you with a needle."
Everyone around immediately became quiet!
Xia Xiucai continued: "The Chinese character "人" means human being. It is like standing firm with two feet, standing upright, upright and upright!"
"Every stroke has its strengths and weaknesses, which means no one is perfect. Everyone has shortcomings and strengths."
“The support of each other shows that everyone needs to help each other.”
Gradually, Xia Xiucai talked more and more, and he entered a state of silence. He didn't care whether the people around him could understand or not, he just kept talking eloquently.
