While walking to the school, Zhu Ping'an was thinking about one thing besides thinking about the unscientific and unscientific way of the scheming little lolita. This is the third time I have seen luck, which is enough to prove that I am not hallucinating. Is there anything in common with these three times of seeing luck? I can't be so passive. This ability is already useless.
The first time was when we were having dinner at home, the second time was when we were worshiping our ancestors, and the third time was when we just wanted to teach the venomous little Lolita a lesson. The three times had nothing in common. Moreover, there is no pattern at all in these three days. Zhu Pingan shook his head and sighed, no, they have something in common. Zhu Pingan suddenly paused. Every time I see luck, it seems to be related to my mental activities.
"It seems that I have to work hard. Let alone honoring my ancestors, I should at least make my family live a better life."
"Rather than worshiping our ancestors in such a tedious way, it would be better to work hard to honor our ancestors."
"What's wrong with the cowherd boy? Why can't the cowherd boy be able to honor his ancestors..."
Could it be that "Guangzong Yaozu" means that if you have this thought in your heart, you can see your luck? But why do you want to honor your ancestors now, but you can't see it yourself? Maybe it takes a while?
Forget it, let’s try again in two days, there’s no rush anyway.
Zhu Pingan shook his head, shook these thoughts away, and walked quickly to the classroom.
Private school lectures are very arbitrary and very different from modern teaching. The biggest difference is that private schools can truly teach students in accordance with their aptitude and vary from person to person. There are more than twenty students in the private school. Master Sun can let them read different books according to their different mastery levels. For example, after Master Sun discovered the textbook Three Character Classic copied by Zhu Pingan, he felt that Zhu Pingan's mastery was much better than other children, so he began to give Zhu Pingan additional teaching of "The Analects of Confucius" alone. For other children, Master Sun also consciously asked some children to recite twenty or thirty sentences more according to their actual conditions.
Although he had some verbal conflict with the scheming little Lolita just now, Zhu Pingan still went outside the bamboo forest during the break to teach the scheming little Lolita and her bun maid about vulture shooting. By the way, he took the old scalper to drink some river water and eat Some water plants.
The scheming little loli prepared delicious food early and waited for Zhu Pingan for a long time. She bought a lot of food and seemed to eat a lot more today than usual.
The bun-headed little maid Hua'er across from her covered her mouth and shrugged her shoulders, obviously snickering.
Zhu Pingan continued the story from yesterday. The two little girls listened attentively, sometimes frowning and then becoming nervous, and sometimes clapping their hands with joy. When it was mentioned that Ouyang Ke and Ouyang Feng went to Peach Blossom Island to propose marriage to Huang Yaoshi and compete with Guo Jing for Huang Rong, the two girls were filled with indignation.
"Ouyang Ke is so shameless..."
"Yes, Ouyang Feng is not a good person, he is just a stinky toad..."
As Zhu Ping'an went on to explain the three test questions to determine Huang Rong's ownership, the two girls became even more nervous.
"Why is Guo Jing so stupid? How could he admit defeat in the second game? Fortunately, he was stopped."
"But he doesn't know how to play the flute..."
"Ah, where are you from? I'll sell you to Mother Hua."
"Miss......"
The two little girls clenched their fists nervously under the influence of the plot.
Zhu Pingan made good use of the time and told the story to an abrupt end when Guo Jing knelt down and called his father-in-law. He did not go on to tell the story any further. It would take three days and three nights to finish the story, and it was estimated that class would soon be over. I have finished eating the food in the food box, and my stomach is very full.
"Let's stop talking about it today. The school will have a two-day holiday tomorrow, so we won't be able to talk about Condor Shooting again." Zhu Pingan stood up and spoke from behind the food box.
Xiu Mu was mentioned by Master in the morning. Xiu Mu was mentioned by Master in the morning. Xiu Mu was an ancient rest system. In ancient times, after working for ten days, there were two days of rest and two days of rest, that is, ten days of work and two days of rest. . This was the work system for imperial officials, and similar systems were also implemented in private schools and other ancient official institutions. In the morning, the master mentioned the arrangements for a two-day holiday tomorrow and the next day. Since there are no classes in the private school, Zhu Pingan will naturally not be able to attend classes.
The scheming little loli had a look of reluctance, her face stretched out, and she frowned, "What are you doing? We're in the middle of the conversation, so don't take a break. We can talk all day about herding cows."
The little maid's face was also squeezed into a bun. She looked at Zhu Pingan pitifully and nodded desperately in agreement with the young lady's words.
"I still have something to do." Zhu Ping'an declined.
"What can happen to you?" Li Shu, the scheming little lolita, pouted.
I also need to find ways to generate income for my family. My father and elder brother have gone into the mountains once in the past two days. Calculating the time, Xiu Mu should go into the mountains once in the past two days. I found honeysuckle in the mountains last time and sold it for a lot of money. Although my brother Dachuan has been picking honeysuckle to dry in the past few days, the flowering period of honeysuckle is only a few days away, and I still have to find new good things.
"Rest, sleep, play..." Zhu Pingan picked up his fingers and started counting.
The scheming little loli had a black line on her face, rolled her eyes at Zhu Pingan, and said contemptuously, "You are a pig."
Whatever you say, Zhu Pingan led the old ox up the hillside again, tied it up, walked through the bamboo forest, and returned to the school again. The time was just right, and the master was walking in from outside.
At the beginning of this class, the master tested the children's ability to master what they learned yesterday. Of course, Zhu Ping'an had no problem and was praised by the master. As for Zhu Pingjun, he could no longer survive. He received three more blows from the master's ruler, which made his teeth and mouth crack in pain. To Zhu Ping'an's surprise, Wei Chen, the boy who gave him trouble yesterday, was also good at pulling and pulling, and he also received praise from his master. It seems that this guy is not exactly an embroidered pillow.
After that it was the same as usual, teaching and practicing calligraphy. When Zhu Pingan practices calligraphy, he still uses his black wooden board dipped in water to write, which saves ink and paper.
At the end of the school day, Old Scholar Sun officially announced the news of taking a two-day bath. The naughty children under the class were so excited that they seemed to be able to lift the roof off. It’s just like modern kids spending their weekends.
"What do you want Xiumu to do? Come fishing with me?" Li Xiaobao, a fat man, came over and asked.
Zhu Pingjun next to him nodded repeatedly and said yes, while Zhu Pingan shied away and said, let's take a look before talking. The little fat man didn't care either. He and Zhu Pingjun chattered excitedly about where it would be easier to dig for earthworms and what kind of fishing rod they should use. Both of them were very happy. The other children in the school were also in groups, discussing where to go to play. ;
