The sun shone in through the door, creating a patch of light on the ground, and dust danced in the air.
There is a wooden table in the room. The Taoist priest and the girl are sitting at opposite ends, each holding a book and reading.
"Light in the east room, light in the west room,
"Miss Jiajia Zhiluo Ling.
"The small machine and the big machine make a sound,
"Weaved three feet and eight feet in one night..."
The little girl lowered her head and read aloud. Compared with the book boys in the school, she only shook her head.
The Taoist reached out and rubbed his ears, looked at her helplessly, adjusted his posture slightly, but pretended not to hear, and continued to read the story calmly.
It was nearly six years ago that we met by chance on a boat on the Liujiang River. We spent a few days together and talked with each other for a few days. The scholar who was obsessed with stories about gods and ghosts told him about his hobbies, ideals and ambitions, asked him about the things he knew about gods and ghosts, and also told him stories for several days on the boat. Everyone on the boat listened to him. He was obsessed with it, and Song You knew at that time that sooner or later he would see his works.
That's today.
Song You looked through it carefully.
After turning a few pages, I saw a familiar story that I had heard personally from the scholar named Fu on the ship.
After the book was written, there were naturally some changes, not only from oral to written text, but also from the difference between vernacular and classical Chinese. Some stories also had optimized narrative structures, made deletions and additions, and some even added the author's comments and It is emotional and thought-provoking reading. However, when today's Taoists read it, it feels more familiar, like a hook that brings back memories from six years ago.
In a trance, the voice of the free and uninhibited scholar seemed to echo in his heart along with the words in front of him. Along with the sound of splashing water, the sound of apes on both sides of the bank, and occasionally the boatman's singing, Song You seemed to have returned to the Liujiang River six years ago. On the boat, he sat on the bow and listened to the scholar next to him telling stories with Empress Sanhua.
In addition, these strange stories are carefully selected by the scholar. They are often more than just "weird". They either reflect the customs of the time and place, or have their own wit and interest. The Taoist can't help but smile while reading them. .
"There are many daughters on the banks of the Zhang River. They don't make a living but just laugh and sing. They carry yellow grass sticks around their waists and go up to the trees to pull wild magpie nests. There is a bag of dan in the wild magpie nest. I take it home to my grandma to look at it. If I put it in the pot, it will not rot. , Grandma was so angry that she was sweating, sweating, sweating, sweating..."
Sanhua Empress is self-taught without a teacher, and she can read with rhythm.
But after reading it, she couldn't help but scratch her head.
The children's songs are easy to understand. Sanhua Empress has been reading for several years. She can understand the meaning by half-reading and half-guessing. She just finds the songs interesting to read, and interesting things are interesting. Sanhua Empress also does this kind of thing, and often does it.
It’s just that other villains do the same thing...
I thought only the woman next door would do this.
Looking up, the Taoist was holding a book and looking attentively. From the looks of it, the book in his hand seemed more interesting than the children's songs.
Empress Sanhua stared at him blankly for a long time before she couldn't help but put down the book in her hand, stood up and walked over slowly:
"Taoist priest, what are you looking at?"
The Taoist stopped, looked up at her, and replied:
"Book."
"what book?"
"story book."
"Does it look good?"
"Better looking than Sanhua Empress's."
"Then why don't you show this to Empress Sanhua?"
"There's no way I won't show it to Empress Sanhua. I'll show it to Empress Sanhua after I finish it."
"What about those books?"
"Those books are for children. Both adults and children can read them. It's just that children always need to read some books that children should read. This will help the growth of Empress Sanhua."
"oh……"
But the little girl still came over, walked behind him, grabbed the clothes on his back with one hand, and grabbed his sleeves with the other. Both hands were small, and she poked half of her head out from beside his arms, and opened her eyes. He stared at the book in his hand with round eyes and a serious look on his face, intently.
If someone doesn't understand, he speaks to the Taoist priests.
Sometimes the Taoist turned the page after reading it, and she would turn it back.
After looking at it this way, I realized that the book the Taoist read seemed to be much better than hers.
At this time, the light at the door dimmed. Wu Nuxia easily carried a couch and stepped in carefully from the door. She turned around and saw them: "Where can I put it for you... yo, are you reading?"
"Yes, I bought a few elementary school reading materials for Sanhua Empress to read. I also bought a story book written by an old friend to pass the time in my spare time." The Taoist put down the book and stood up, and the little girl stood up with him. He straightened his body, raised his head and stared at the woman, "Just leave it here."
"Don't you need help moving it up?"
"It's not heavy, we can carry it ourselves."
"Fine."
Wu Nuxia didn't hesitate, she put the couch down from her shoulders, walked over in two steps, picked up the book on the table, looked at the front and back, then looked at the Taoist and the girl: "You guys will enjoy it... …”
"There are few things to do in winter and the weather is very cold. It is an elegant thing to bask in the sun or light the stove, make tea and read."
"What does this book teach?"
"It doesn't teach much, it just helps me read and write sentences, understand culture and history, and memorize a few simple poems."
"Literacy and making sentences..."
Wu Nuxia couldn't help but nodded, thinking it was a good thing, so she said: "Sanhua Empress only has one pair of eyes, and she can't see so much at once. I have some free time recently, so lend me a copy."
"Please, Heroine."
"But this is for children." Sanhua Empress said seriously to the woman.
"fine."
Wu Nuxia waved her hand casually: "My level of knowledge is not necessarily higher than yours. I'm afraid I don't know as many words as you do. This is exactly what I need."
"Oh, then you can take it." The little girl said immediately, "Don't let me break it. It cost a lot of money."
"Sanhua Empress is very powerful. If the heroine encounters a word that she doesn't understand and is confused, she can come and ask Sanhua Empress for advice." The Taoist smiled and said, "Sanhua Empress doesn't know it either, so she can come and ask me."
"!"
Before Wu Nuxia said anything, the little girl took the lead and held her breath.
Wu Nuxia herself was stunned, but she glanced at the Taoist priest, and then at the little girl beside him whose expression suddenly became serious, staring directly at her, and suddenly smiled: "Okay, if I have If I don’t know the words or understand something, I will ask Sanhua Empress and let Sanhua Empress be my little teacher.”
Little teacher?
The little girl froze on the spot, her whole body stiff, and she stared at the woman expressionlessly. However, she couldn't help but take a deep breath, and her little chest bulged.
"Then I'll take this book of hundreds of family names. This one is simple."
"good."
"I'll bring you a rocking chair later."
"We have a couch, so leave the rocking chair to the heroine."
"I bought another one."
"also."
Wu Nuxia took the book and left.
When he got to the door, he couldn't help but turn around and said with a smile to the little girl: "Then Sanhua Empress must study hard. Don't wait until I come to ask for advice. As a teacher, Sanhua Empress can't help me."
After saying that, he walked out directly.
The little girl calmed down for a while, and then she came to her senses. She didn't know what she was thinking, and mechanically turned her head towards the Taoist priest, and then asked: "Is Sanhua Empress going to become a teacher?"
"What's wrong?"
"Can a cat also be an adult's teacher?" The little girl looked solemn and unbelievable.
"Ms. Sanhua's words are wrong."
The Taoist smiled and shook his head, and said leisurely: "As the saying goes, there is no priority in learning, and the master is the teacher. Since I met Sanhua Empress, I have also learned a lot from Sanhua Empress. Now Sanhua Empress Through his cleverness, diligence and studiousness, his attainments in book knowledge far exceed those of Wu Nvxia, so naturally he can be Wu Nvxia’s teacher in some aspects, like teaching her how to read.”
"hiss……"
Can I be a teacher?
The little girl almost couldn't breathe.
Who would have thought that a little cat can not only own a big horse, but also be a teacher?
There is no order of learning, and the master is the teacher?
How come Taoist priests are so good at talking...
At this time, I heard the voice of my Taoist priest again:
"It's just..."
With a flick of the brush, Empress Sanhua turned her head and stared at him:
"only!!"
"It's just that Wu Nuxia is an adult after all. She just doesn't know or write some words and famous sayings. In fact, she comes into contact with quite a few in her daily life. What she has taken away now is just a book of narrations. In the book about surnames in the world and helping people to read characters, Wu Nuxia must have heard of the characters but doesn't know them. When asked about Sanhua Empress, Sanhua Empress will definitely be able to answer it, but I think she will learn it very quickly." Taoist Master She couldn't help but put herself in the perspective of Sanhua Empress and think for her, "But after she finishes reading this Three-Character Classic, she will have to read other books. Children's songs are okay, especially Thousand-Character Classic, Thousand-Character Poems..."
"..."
The little girl couldn't help but frown when she heard this, her hands clenched into fists, feeling a bit urgent and sad.
This is how to do ah……
At this time, I heard my Taoist priest say:
"If in a few days she takes the poems in the Thousand-Character Classics and the Poems of the Thousands of Masters and asks Sanhua Empress how to read it and what it means, but Sanhua Empress cannot answer, then wouldn't it be like, ugh..."
"!"
The little girl couldn't help but open her eyes.
His fists were clenched instantly.
Fortunately, a Taoist priest reminded me! I almost made a fool of myself!
You have to be an adult and considerate!
"Where are you going, Sanhua Empress?"
"Read a book!"
"Don't you want to read my book?"
"Stop watching!"
"Why?"
"I'll look at mine first!"
"Well, Empress Sanhua needs to know that there is a limit to everything. Although reading is different from practicing, it is the best. You have to do it step by step. You must not forget to eat and sleep." Song You held up his book and turned the pages on the other side. Reading, the serious-looking Sanhua Empress said, "I know that Sanhua Empress is diligent and studious and is a rare genius in the world, but please also pay attention to rest."
"knew!"
Empress Sanhua knew it well.
At this time, the light at the door became dark again.
Wu Nuxia was bringing a rocking chair in. She happened to hear their conversation, but she couldn't help but wrinkled her features and turned to look at this man, as if she had never seen this face of this man until today.
Wu Nuxia shook her head, put down the rocking chair and walked away.
"..."
The Taoist naturally saw her gaze, but he didn't care. He shook his head and continued reading.
As he looked, he saw himself.
This article is called "Meeting Immortals on the Liujiang River".
It stayed like this for the next few days.
It’s just that the good weather left quickly, and a continuous winter rain began outside. The rain and mist were thick, and the cold air was rising, shrouding the streets of Changjing for hundreds of years. However, if you cook tea by the fire in the house and read a book, you can feel the warmth from time to time. Hua Niangniang answers some obscure questions in the book and bakes some dried fruit rice cakes to eat, which is another feeling.
Sometimes I don’t want to get up, so I read in bed.
Tong'er took the initiative to buy breakfast and couldn't stop him.
The trip to the north is like a fairy in the eyes of others, but returning to Changjing is the fairy life in the eyes of Taoists.
(End of chapter)
