The child named Sanwazi looked at Shen Yu timidly, kneading the corners of his clothes with both hands, and suddenly remembered that his mother said that the teachers in the college did not like children who were too honest, so he mustered up the courage to find a random topic and asked: "Mr. Shen, what's your last name?"
Shen Yu said calmly: "My surname is Shen."
There was an inexplicable silence in the air.
The child lowered his head, thinking that this was a bit embarrassing.
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After a while, Shen Yu took a good look at the child, and then asked, "What do you want to learn?"
Sanwazi was a little confused and said, "Read and read."
Shen Yu shook his head and said, "I can't."
Sanwazi's eyes widened, and then he thought whether he should scold him and take the money back, or run home and ask his mother for help.
"I mean this time is too short, so what else do you want to do after reading and writing?" Shen Yu asked.
Sanwazi thought for a while and said a little embarrassedly: "I still want to be a high official, hehe."
Shen Yu didn't show any expression when he heard this. He just nodded and said, "Then let's study."
Then read a book.
In the following days, the "School" shop in Xiang'er Street will be officially opened. Every morning, the sound of Lang Lang reading can be heard in the streets and alleys.
Sanwazi sat upright in front of a wooden table, holding a book in his hands and reading word by word.
"When humans are born, their nature is good. Their natures are similar, but their habits are far apart."
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Sanwazi looked focused and had a childish look on his face.
At this moment, he didn't know that more than ten years had passed since the moment he stepped into this room.
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"gentlemen."
"Um?"
"Hungry..."
"Didn't you eat?"
"Mom is busy, so we only eat at night..."
"Eat here from now on."
"No money..."
"If you owe it, you can pay it back when you grow up."
"good!"
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"Sir, I am one year older."
"With the New Year's money, I'll buy some firecrackers and two kickers, and we'll have a lot of fun outside."
"Want to buy Spring Festival couplets?"
"You write it in cursive."
"Is there any cursive script for Spring Festival couplets..."
"Um?"
"Okay!"
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"Sir! My mother said she wanted to invite you to eat at home! The Shen family distributed food at the gate, and many people went there. My mother took a lot!"
"next time."
"You always say it will be next time..."
"Next time."
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"Sir, Aunt Xu outside said she would like to introduce you to a wife. Which one do you like?"
"unnecessary."
"Sir...she said that if you like a man, you can introduce him to me."
"Tell her to get lost."
"oh..."
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Peace comes and goes every year.
Spring passes and autumn comes, and a few years pass by in the blink of an eye.
That ignorant child turned into a teenager, with red lips and white teeth, but his eyes were still the same clear, and the sound of Lang Lang reading in Xiang'er Street remained unchanged.
The humble shop on Xiang'er Street had only one student for many years.
On this day, it rained heavily.
Sanwazi looked at the Analects of Confucius in his hand, while Shen Yu lay sleeping on the recliner nearby.
After so many years, Sanwazi knew that this teacher never seemed to wake up, sleeping during the day and still sleeping at night.
Sometimes Sanwazi has a very disrespectful thought in his mind, thinking that it is because he is so lazy that he is in such a miserable state, otherwise he would have become a Jinshi in the capital long ago.
However, as the saying goes, a son does not think his mother is ugly, and a dog does not think his family is poor. Naturally, he will not look down on his husband.
In the future, when your husband gets old and you become promising, you should respect him well. If you have no future, you should respect your husband even more.
The young man sighed angrily, thinking that the burden behind him was indeed a bit heavy, and he didn't realize how heavy it was.
The rain dripped down from the cracks in the roof tiles above the shop, almost forming a small rain curtain at the door.
Shen Yu looked at this scene and thought that many years had passed. He didn't know what it was like outside, whether it had already been March, or even longer.
Despite wasting so much time here, Shen Yu still couldn't figure it out.
When he first came to live here and opened a simple shop, it was because he expected that the time in the future might be a bit long, so he naturally had to find something to do.
And after all this time, nothing worthy of his attention happened.
The only interesting news is that Shen Yuanzhi is in middle age, married and has concubines, but has not yet had a child, so his charitable deeds have become more frequent in recent years.
"That's enough." Shen Yu looked at the time and said.
After so many years of contact, he discovered that Mr. has a very strange characteristic.
Children in ordinary private schools usually hold books at sunrise and are not allowed to stop reading until sunset. However, my husband is just the opposite. He is asked to put down his books before noon. On weekdays, he doesn't do much when he is tired. What he said was extremely casual.
This question seemed to be getting more intense today, and Sanwazi finally couldn't help but ask: "Sir, why don't you let me read more books on weekdays?"
When Shen Yu heard this question, she closed her eyes and said, "What do you think the purpose of studying is."
"of course..."
The young man spoke without thinking at first, and then his expression suddenly froze, as if he was confused for an instant.
It seems that reading can accomplish many things, such as becoming the envy of the neighbors, making your parents take care of their poor family background, and allowing you to live the life you want.
But whatever the reason was, it didn't feel right at the moment.
"It's for the sake of understanding."
Shen Yu suddenly said: "You can do many things after reading, but they are all so-called cause and effect, like a line from the beginning to the end. In fact, there is only one thing after reading, and that is understanding."
Sanwazi scratched his head and suddenly remembered what Shen Yu said when they first met, teaching people to read, write and be sensible. It turned out that the last two words were the most important.
Shen Yu then asked: "How do you think you can read the book?"
Sanwazi scratched his head again and shook his head in confusion.
Shen Yu smiled and said: "I'll chop firewood first, and then do some chores. When I feel ready, I can continue studying."
"knew."
Sanwazi said seriously: "Sir, don't worry, I will definitely understand. I will go up the mountain to help chop wood, and then come back to cook."
Shen Yu nodded slightly.
Looking at the young man's leaving figure, Shen Yu looked calm.
In fact, he still had some words that he didn't say.
Regarding the question of enlightenment.
For example, the strange thing about this world is that many people today have read books for many years and are full of knowledge, but in the end they still cannot understand the principles in the books. When the principles in the books are contrary to reality, they will abandon them without hesitation. After decades of studying hard, I turned around to believe what my own experience said and criticized the things in the book.
Or maybe they understand the truth, but are unwilling to follow it and put their own interests first.
This is not really sensible.
But these are still too profound for a young man from a remote town.
Half an hour later.
Sanwazi walked in with a bundle of firewood on his back, and then he was busy outside the house, lighting fires, boiling water, and cooking, enjoying himself.
Shen Yu looked at the young man's energetic look and said, "Slow down."
Similar to "slower, more steady", this kind of words will never appear in Shen Yu's mouth, but at this moment he said it.
"Okay!" Sanwazi nodded, and then gradually slowed down.
Unknowingly, the young man subconsciously made the work in his hands more detailed and more beautiful.
At the same time, his expression became more and more focused, no longer simply to complete a certain task, but as if he was enjoying it.
Of course, his movements became more and more skillful and his face became calmer and calmer.
The cabbage in the basin is crystal clear.
The firewood pile was neatly stacked.
The water in the kettle is boiling, but it just boils at the mouth of the kettle.
Shen Yu glanced at it lightly, then closed his eyes again and fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, but a strange voice came from outside the door. The voice was thick and hoarse, and it seemed that it was an old man who was still full of energy.
"Hey, such a small shop deserves to be called an academy? With that guy's little knowledge, isn't he afraid of losing the face of the Confucian sages?"
