As soon as Meng's mother saw Liang Chuan, she put on a desperate attitude. Liang Chuan knew how this boy did this. Although it was related to him, it was not caused by beating or forcing him. He could only blame this guy. The scholar's mental endurance is too poor, and he will go crazy if he is exposed to those who are more talented and learned than himself.
We must know that the students in the world are like crucian carp crossing the river, those who are in official positions are not connected with the world, and the strong are even more powerful. If he can be regarded as a figure in Xinghua, looking at the world, then it is not certain.
"Auntie, please don't get excited and make yourself anxious. If you don't get so excited again, then I won't dare to talk to you. I'll tell you in detail when you calm down."
Liang Chuan's words were polite and reasonable. Mother Meng saw it and listened immediately. It turned out that she listened to Jiang Lizheng's words, and Jiang Lizheng's words were ambiguous. She had preconceived ideas, and she thought it was Liang Chuan who had hurt her son like this, and she didn't think about other aspects. Jiang Lizheng just said that Liang Chuan knew it, but it did not mean that Liang Chuan did it.
I have worked hard to help my son read and write, just because I don’t want to be a brainless fool who knows etiquette, justice, and how to behave in the world. She also hates the kind of vulgar savages who only talk about brute force and use hands and feet when encountering problems. She had thought that this man would live up to his name and be a simple country man, but she didn't expect that Liang Chuan would speak in a respectful and polite manner, but she was like a shrew who was cursing in the street and was degrading to gentle people.
"Mr. Liang Chuan, I'm sorry for being an old woman and I was rude. Please tell me how a good child was tortured in prison! I dragged this old bone to Beijing to file a petition!"
Xiang Yang first told Tongzi's unlucky things, and then continued.
"Hey, how should I put it? Years ago, I was framed and was quickly taken to Xinghua Prison. I met a good minister in the prison at that time. This kid has never suffered from society. It is right for him to be in such a situation. He has good benefits. Every time he learns from the experience, he will gain wisdom. There is no steel that can be forged without repeated forging. I also believe in Xiao Meng’s character. Madam, let’s just treat the past as a dream after a nap. There will be more tomorrow. OK!"
Liang Chuan told it in detail, but it sounded like nonsense. The story was so bizarre and twisted that Yi Niang and the others found it incredible.
After listening to Liang Chuan's description, Meng's mother felt stunned and depressed. She knows her son better than anyone else. This child has been as tall as the sky and full of arrogance. He dared to point out the world after reading a few books of the Spring and Autumn Analects. Mr. Pu only has half of the Analects in his belly. There were no wounds on his body, it didn't look like he had been beaten, and he was still repeating a poem in his mouth. . This is because I am afraid that I will be discouraged when meeting someone who is more talented than myself, and I will become crazy and go crazy.
At this time, Meng's mother was just like her son. She also looked as if she had lost her soul. She didn't ask the reason and just wanted to go home with her son. I wanted to learn three-point principles in reading and be a proud person, but I never expected that I would go to another extreme.
A wise son is better than a mother.
Meng Liangchen held his mother's arm and walked to the door of his house. Before he could enter, Meng's mother stopped him. Meng Liangchen was very surprised when he saw Meng's mother going to the Wendan pomelo tree on the mountain alone and cutting many pomelo leaves. Wendan pomelo has a red heart. Every year, special people come to Bianliang to pick a large batch and send it to the palace for the officials and the royal family to enjoy.
Soak grapefruit leaves in water, take a bath, change all the clothes brought out from the prison, and then step over a brazier. This is the custom of welcoming people who come back from the prison, and it is also the custom of removing bad luck in the prison.
Meng's mother's mood was like a roller coaster. First she saw that her son was released from prison, and she was very happy. Then she learned that her son had become a fool, and she suddenly didn't know what to do. Finally, when I met Liang Chuan again, I didn't expect that Liang Chuan actually restored his son to normal. Emotions fluctuated greatly within a day. A normal person would have been mentally damaged long ago and would go crazy like Meng Liangchen. But this is his own son. Mother Meng cannot go crazy. No matter what, he must be strong, otherwise he will not be able to take care of his son. .
Meng Liangchen washed himself, sat at the door of the house, and filled a basin of water. Meng's mother took some acacia and washed her son's hair.
Meng Liangchen's long hair is black and shiny, while his old mother's hair has turned gray after experiencing these turmoils. Normally at this age, others would call her aunt, but now it is not too much to call him mother-in-law.
"Let's not be strong in the future, okay? Let's write quietly in the mountains for peace. You are an honest child. You can't fight those evil people. Don't go into this muddy water with them anymore, okay? , Mom, please give me a child."
After this experience, Meng Liangchen finally recovered. He just sat quietly and let his mother's rough hands caress his head. He didn't know whether his heart was calmer or less calm. He was deeply confused, but his expression became calmer.
"Son, you don't say anything, but mother knows what you are thinking. You are too high-spirited. As Liang Chuan said, only when you are too high-spirited and lose yourself in fame and fame will you fall into a devilish state. But is it useful to have a high heart? There is a time in life that you must have, and there is no time in life, so don’t force it. We are not made to feed the government, no matter how hard we pursue it, we may not get good results in the end, my child.”
Now Meng's mother just hoped that her child would be safe and not get involved in any more struggles, and she was persuading her son bitterly.
Meng Liangchen didn't say a word from beginning to end.
"I don't know why Liang Chuan asked you to go to his house tonight. I think this kid looks pretty good and speaks very politely. He doesn't look like a bad person."
"Mom, did you say I was going to Liang Chuan's house tonight?" Meng Liangchen finally spoke.
"My child, you were rescued by someone. Don't say that he didn't ask you to go to his house. Now that he has asked you to go to his house, you have to go to his house to express your gratitude. What did your father teach you before?"
"Take a liter from a person and give him a liter in return."
"As long as you haven't forgotten, you can take all the remaining rice from home to others later, and be sure to let him accept it at night." Meng's mother's tone became a bit stern. From childhood to adulthood, this is the principle of life. This is how every great mother teaches her children.
"Mom, I know."
In Helu in the evening, I went up to Dongshan Mountain at the beginning of the month. The dusk glow reflected on the Nanxi River, making the quiet mountain village even more enchanting and beautiful.
Meng Liangchen took the wooden ladle at home, which was originally used to hold water. Now he poured all the brown rice in the rice jar into it, and it was only half a finger deep. He didn't dare to forget what his mother told him, and he didn't dare to disobey it. Holding half a scoop of rice, he walked towards the He family's ancestral hall.
He Baozheng went to Fengshan today. No wonder he didn't see anyone all day long. He went to the market to see if there were any seeds that were in short supply, and bought some to plant. After shopping around for several times, I didn't find anyone I was satisfied with. When he returned home in defeat, he happened to bump into Liang Chuan. Liang Chuan pulled him into the house to drink without saying a word.
Liang Chuan likes the taste of rice wine, but He Baozheng likes to drink rice wine. He said that this wine is not too sweet and tastes more mellow. In fact, Liang Chuan knows that rice wine is slightly cheaper than rice wine. Many people are not used to drinking this wine. He Baozheng is afraid of spoiling his mouth.
It's still the first month of the year, but there's no festive atmosphere at all. Except for the red lanterns hanging high on the door lintels, it still gives people a warm feeling.
"What's going on today? What's going on? Why don't you drag me to drink?" He Baozheng has a relatively upright temperament and doesn't like to take advantage of others, nor does he like others to take advantage of him. Liang Chuan drags him to drink every time, and he himself is a bit reluctant to do so. Please come back this time.
"Can't I treat you to a drink if you have nothing to do? When Xiaochai came back, he brought a jar of fragrant rice wine. Please come and have a taste to see how it tastes."
"No wonder I saw something wrong with Xiaochai's face, with a look of reluctance. It's because you ask others to do this and that every day, and you are so greedy that you ask others to buy you wine. It's strange that a young girl would be happy with that!"
"Hey, don't say it. Xiaochai has been bullied these two days, and I helped her settle it. Anyway, I just dropped by and brought a jar of wine with me. It's okay for us two to drink together. Besides, today You called me here because I have something important to discuss with you!"
He Baozheng chuckled. Sure enough, he went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. What was it this time? He didn't want to do errands anymore. He recently wanted to plant two acres of crops. He hadn't picked the seeds yet. How could he do it? Thinking of helping him.
Liang Chuan looked at He Baozheng's expression of reluctance and put the rice wine down without even drinking it. Liang Chuan chuckled and said, "I'm not asking you to run errands again, or what you said last time." Do you remember what happened?"
"What's the matter?" He Baozheng thought that he was talking nonsense after drinking too much, so he promised this boy something.
"It's just about setting up a school!"
He Baozheng stood up suddenly, looked at Liang Chuan with burning eyes, and asked eagerly: "Have you thought of any solution?"
Liang Chuan was frightened by He Baozheng's big reaction, so he carefully calmed him down and said, "Here, let's have a drink first."
The two men picked up the wine bowl and drank the large bowl of rice wine in one gulp. The rice wine was mellow. He Baozheng wiped his lips and asked hurriedly: "What's going on in the school? Please tell me carefully."
"I promised you to build a school. It turned out that the biggest problem was your husband. Now that I have hired him for you, there is basically no problem." Liang Chuan looked at He Baozheng with a smile on his lips.
He Baozheng's heart felt hot, and he grabbed Liang Chuan with his rough hands, which made Liang Chuan's skin crawl. Liang Chuan quickly pulled his hand back and said, "Hey, He Baozheng, your style is a bit unfair."
He Baozheng couldn't help but laughed and scolded: "Sanlang, you little fox is playing tricks on me with this old man. Tell me where did you hire this gentleman? I don't know if it's expensive or not."
As he was talking, Meng Liangchen was seen holding a water ladle in his hand. He walked respectfully to the door of the ancestral hall, stood in front of the gate and asked, "Can I come in?"
Meng Liangchen was wearing a cloth shirt, which was rough in texture and brown in color. He used to be wearing a t-shirt with a round collar and big sleeves, which gave people an air of bookishness, but now he gives the impression of a countryman, a small farmer in the fields. If his face were not fair and fair, he would be No different than a farmer.
He Baozheng was stunned when he saw Meng Liangchen coming back. It turned out that the most promising scholar in the village was sent to Xinghua Prison after he formed a relationship with Jiang Lizheng. He was trying to save his life. You know, the county magistrate can revoke the student's official status by throwing away the judgment. , which is equivalent to killing them.
He Baozheng couldn't believe that he was back. He couldn't close his mouth for a long time. The gentleman Liang Chuan was talking about could not be Meng Liangchen.
"Come in." Liang Chuan looked at the surprised He Baozheng and said, "Master Baozheng, this is the gentleman I invited for the children in the village." Liang Chuan introduced solemnly.
He Baozheng did not expect that Meng Liangchen would be released from prison and come back intact. You must know that there are only two people in Xingdalao who can come back safely after entering, and they are all standing in front of him.
He knows this child's talent and learning, and asking him to be the teacher in the school is a good thing that is hard to find. However, he also knows the character of this young man. Is he willing to deign to teach these weak-legged children?
"Liang Chuan, my mother asked me to take this rice to thank you for helping me."
Liang Chuan didn't even look at the brown rice in the water ladle. He stared at Meng Liangchen and said, "Boy, do you think these rice can repay the kindness you owe me?"
Meng Liangchen was not ambiguous and replied directly: "No."
"Then are you going to repay my kindness to me?"
"You have to pay it back."
Every sentence Meng Liangchen said was direct and not wordy. It was so short that it made people think that this young man's attitude was a bit arrogant. But the more this happens, the more Liang Chuan feels that such a person is direct and sincere, without those vain contortions that make dealing with people feel so tiring.
"Then how do you want to pay it back?" Liang Chuan asked.
"I don't have anything."
"Since you have nothing to repay my kindness to me, that's it. Use your physical strength to repay the kindness you owe me. I won't let you do hard work. I will let you make the best use of your things. Be a teacher and get paid every month. What do you think of giving you the usual amount of money?"
Meng Liangchen lowered his head and smiled, "You are not asking me to repay the favor. You are clearly taking in me, a poor and worthless scholar."
"Then do you do it or not?"
"Do!"
"Master Baozheng, now, you can hear me clearly. Today you can be considered as a witness. Tomorrow you will go to the village and knock on doors door to door. If there are children who want to go to school to study and read, they will not accept any money. Just come over. , pen and ink are provided in the school. But I have two requirements. First, respect teachers. Second, the clothes on your body should not be new, but they should be clean. If these two points can be achieved, both boys and girls should come to the school. !”
