After Zhu Pingan returned home, he mentioned his grandfather's idea. Unexpectedly, his mother, Chen, was the first to express her agreement, and she agreed very much. Mother agreed, and Father Zhu naturally had no objection.
The eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan also agreed with both hands. Ever since the news that his younger brother was admitted to the scholar's examination reached Juan'er's family, his future father-in-law has become more pleasing to him. In the past, he always stared at himself, fearing that he and Juan'er would be alone together. After being admitted as a scholar, I stayed with Juan'er, but my father-in-law turned a blind eye.
The dinner was so rich that her mother, Mrs. Chen, was afraid that she would be as hungry as Zhu Pingan, so she put all the delicious food into Zhu Pingan's bowl. As long as she eats a little slower, her mother, Chen, will ask, why doesn't the pig eat? Is it because my mother's cooking is not delicious? His mother, Mrs. Chen, said so, so Zhu Pingan could only shake his cheeks and eat it all. Mother Chen, who had been eating, narrowed her eyes with satisfaction.
The consequence of this is that Zhu Ping'an can only lie on his back when sleeping at night, and other positions cannot hold his full mother's love.
At night, Zhu Ping'an was lying on the bed, looking at the moonlight outside the window. The evening breeze sent the fragrance of earth into the window, which was the smell of harvest. The toads outside began to cry again. Zhu Pingan lay flat on the bed, smelling the fragrance of the soil. Amidst a burst of frogs, he gradually dozed off and fell into a sweet dream.
Mornings in the countryside are different.
A big shiny rooster flew onto the branches, and its crows announced the arrival of dawn. Amidst the roosters' crows over and over again, the countryside slowly opened its sleepy eyes. A few dog barks broke the tranquility of the village.
squeak
The main room of the Zhu family opened the door, and her mother, Ms. Chen, walked out of the room carrying a washbasin. As soon as she opened the door, Ms. Chen saw Zhu Ping'an sitting by the well in the courtyard, practicing calligraphy.
"Why did you get up so early after being admitted as a scholar? I just went home and didn't have a good rest." Mother Chen looked at Zhu Ping'an who was practicing calligraphy in the well water near the stone. She still didn't know what her second son was. When did I get up? I couldn’t help but feel distressed.
"I'm used to it, mother." Zhu Pingan raised his head and said with a naive smile.
"Every habit is formed. Don't get up so early tomorrow." Ms. Chen felt distressed and wanted her little son to sleep a little longer. Other people's children couldn't wake up no matter how they screamed. My younger son is better off. I never woke myself up once, and I got up earlier than myself every time.
"Okay, okay, mother." Zhu Pingan nodded in agreement.
"Just fool my mother. You promise well every time, but you get up early every time." Mrs. Chen scolded.
"Second brother, this is hard work."
Father Zhu also got up. He walked out of the room carrying Ye Xiang, and couldn't help curling his lips when he heard Chen's anger.
A loving mother often loses her son. It is a good thing that her second son is so diligent.
Zhu's father thought very simply, a man should work harder and sweat more, and there would be no future if he was spoiled and pampered.
"No matter how diligent you are, your health is not important." Mrs. Chen glared at Father Zhu after hearing this.
Zhu's father was glared at by Mrs. Chen and did not dare to say anything anymore. He just expressed his support for Zhu Pingan with his eyes.
One after another, the entire Xiahe Village got up, and smoke curled up. Going to the field and chatting from door to door, the day's life began again.
While Zhu Ping'an's family was having breakfast, his grandfather came to the door and came to discuss with Zhu's father about the flowing water banquet. He was very active, and the final time was set for three days. In the Ming Dynasty, and perhaps even in rural areas today, if someone is admitted to a good university, the whole village will celebrate lively. not to mention. Since his grandfather was so active and his mother, Chen, was so supportive, Zhu Pingan let his elders make arrangements.
After breakfast, Zhu Pingan left the house with his schoolbag slung across his body. Walk towards Shanghe Village. If you are admitted as a scholar, you should thank your mentor for his teachings. Therefore, you should tell your mentor about the flowing water banquet at home and invite him to go. In addition, Mr. Li’s family in Shanghe Village should also express his gratitude. It was also thanks to the collection of books in the wealthy family of Li that I had sufficient knowledge reserves for the imperial examination, and the troubling question last time was also thanks to the scheming girl, even though she had no intention of tampering with him.
After walking to Shanghe Village, Zhu Ping'an first went to his mentor's house. The mentor's house was usually open at night, but today it was closed, which was a bit strange. I pushed it, but it couldn't be pushed. I lowered my head and saw a piece of paper. This paper must have been attached to the door originally, but it fell to the ground due to the weather. Zhu Pingan picked it up and wrote four words on it, "Going out to visit friends." This piece of paper was probably reserved just for myself. It seems that the teacher's wife also went there, otherwise there would be no one left. Unexpectedly, the teacher is quite romantic.
Since my mentor is not here, let's go to Li's house and borrow another book to read.
The Li family and the mentor's family are not far from each other. They have a high-rise courtyard. The yard seems to have just been painted, and it looks strangely new.
Zhu Pingan stepped forward and knocked on the door between the two stone lions.
dong dong dong
After knocking twice, I heard Uncle Li's familiar impatient voice again.
Soon, the front door opened into a small door, and Uncle Li poked his head out with an impatient look.
"Oh, it's Mr. Zhu who is here. Come on, come on, no, no, wait until I open the door. How can Mr. Zhu go through the small door?" The concierge, Uncle Li, was as attentive as a coward. Then why is there any impatience? His face is full of enthusiasm.
"Uncle Li, don't call me that, it will shorten your life. I'll just enter through the small door." Zhu Pingan smiled bitterly.
"How could it be possible? Mr. Xiao Zhu is protected by the stars and has a long life. How can he go through the small door? Mr. Xiao Zhu is a scholar, how can he use the small door." The concierge shook his head and then numbly Open the door and invite Zhu Ping'an to come in.
The concierge, Uncle Li, was really able to adapt to the changing circumstances, but his enthusiasm made Zhu Pingan dumbfounded.
"Uncle Li, please don't call me Mr. Zhu." Zhu Ping'an entered the gate and turned back to discuss with the concierge Uncle Li seriously, "It sounds weird to me, so just call me what you usually call me.
"Master Xiao Zhu, just get used to it. Scholars are called master." The concierge, Uncle Li, didn't have the usual scornful attitude at all. Not to mention how good his attitude was.
Well, Zhu Ping'an was a little speechless. With the attitude of the concierge Uncle Li, he couldn't make him change his words in the short term.
"Master Li, are you at home? In the past, thanks to Master Li's generous care and allowing me to borrow books, Ping An was lucky enough to pass the college entrance examination. Ping An is very grateful. In three days, there will be a flowing banquet at home, and I hope to invite Master Li to show his respect."
Zhu Pingan paused and then stated his purpose.
The concierge, Uncle Li, shook his head slightly, "My master is out there and hasn't returned yet."
Then forget it.
Zhu Ping'an thanked Uncle Li, the concierge, and walked to the study room quietly, ready to borrow books. (To be continued.)
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