After passing through the book, take Party A's system to escape from the famine

Chapter 119 Opening the school

When Zhou Huan led a large group of children from Songshu Village to Tianxiang Bookstore, the people in the room were quite shocked.

She was so guilty that her fingernails were stuck on the quilt.

Doesn't it look weird to wear an apron without doing any work?

Don't look at it even if it's strange, it's rude.

narcissistic,
The people in the room were not looking at her, but at the dolls behind.

"Is this all for studying?"

The person who spoke was Sun Lichang's old in-laws, who is also the real owner of Tianxiang Bookstore, Shopkeeper Dong.

"Yes, old relative, the children in our village love to read and read, and they are very good at learning."

Whether he is serious about learning or a true official fan, the shopkeeper of the bookstore can see clearly.

Some people are like Zhou Man when they are eager to study. When they touch and read books, they are like touching treasures. They cherish them very much and turn pages lightly.

Some people want to fly high when they study, and they just throw away the book after reading it, and don't care about it.

But shopkeeper Dong felt that the dolls in front of him were neither.

It seems that it is purely for fun, and the picture is fresh.

With a wave of his hand, "We can't squeeze so many children here."

"Why can't it be crowded? I've been busy for a long time. The seat on the second floor as a school has been vacated for you. We don't want you to provide tables, chairs and benches. You can just sit cross-legged on the ground. I don't know about other villages.

Children in our village are not squeamish, so don't worry. "

Before Sun Lichang's enthusiasm was over, he was dragged behind the screen by shopkeeper Dong for an interview.

Zhou Huan was exhausted and wanted to bring several children here, what was he trying to do?
Oh, by the way, it was Sun Peifang who told her. It's been almost a day, and Sanliang and Xiaoman haven't had a warm meal yet.

Sun Peifang had to be responsible for delivering food to her uncle and Tianbao. As for her, she should be brisk and just deliver food to her two younger brothers in the city.

At this moment, behind the screen, two old men who are over fifty years old are whispering to each other, it looks like a shadow puppet show from a distance.

Sanliang raised his head and asked, "Sister, what is a shadow play?"

Zhou Huan said in a lazy voice, "The shadow puppet show is similar to the hand shadow play we played in the cave, but it is better than ours."

"Sister, can you show me?"

"This sister can't."

In the distance, a woman came up and said with a smile, "Little Sanliang wants to see a shadow puppet show?"

Before Sanliang could answer, the naughty boys behind him jumped up, "I want to see, I want to see"

Oh, these brats, "Mrs. laughed."

"What's the point? Today is the new year, and the Fengyue restaurant opposite will set up a stage at night. Every year they have a shadow puppet show. We happen to watch it on the second floor of this school, which is unique."

"Today is the new year?"

It's not that Zhou Huan is too foolish, it's that he doesn't know how to count.

In ancient times, the lunar calendar was used, and they had been fleeing before, so it would be nice to know the day and night, so there is no need to think about what day it is today.

Not long after, the two old men behind also came out one after the other.

Sun Lichang laughed whenever he met anyone, and when he saw Zhou Huan standing there upright, his mind suddenly lit up, and he quickly dragged the hesitant and reluctant old relative behind him, and said to his daughter:
"This is Zhou Man's older sister, Zhou Huan, the girl I told you has given our village a lot of advice.

Our village's number one cleverness is recognized by the whole village, and now it is appreciated by Lord Hou, which is very extraordinary.

The relationship with my husband is also good.

She was the one who made me a sundial on the way to escape. "

Sun Yunyun, who supported Sun Lichang, smiled, and said very kindly: "This girl did it, no wonder I thought she was clever and lovely when I looked at her."

Sun Lichang nodded, "Huan'er, if you bring them here, can they all study hard?"

Why did you kick the ball to her?
She wanted to say no, but could the chief be happy?

Grandpa Sun, you are casting nets everywhere, wanting all the children in the village to study and become officials, aren't you?I think you are the biggest official fan in our village.

"Yes, our village children know how to learn, and those who don't know how to learn will be beaten when they go back."

The beating was something these children did not expect.

Goudanzi was the first to wrinkle his little face.

Is it too late for him to regret now?

He got on a pirate ship and couldn't get off?
Sun Lichang's eyes brightened, "Listen, listen, the number one smartest person in our village has said so, why don't you worry about it?"

Shopkeeper Dong is of course worried. He is afraid that these children will damage his books, and what should he do if the plague dissipates and they cannot be sold?
However, he still agrees with what Sun Lichang said.

Atmosphere, atmosphere is important.

Books are sold on the first floor, and the second floor is used as a school. Is the sound of Lang Lang reading a book to the people who come to buy books a kind of atmosphere?
Will he buy a copy exactly the same in a flash of his brain when he hears it?

These are all things for the future, but for now, although the imperial examination has been postponed, the imperial court's heart of cultivating pillars will never change.

Especially when there are high officials staying in the city, wouldn't it be gratifying to see the people in the city still working tirelessly?

Seeing that this is the shopkeeper Dong who let the refugee children go to school without charging a penny, don't you think it's even more different?

Didn't the reputation of this bookstore start?

Reluctantly nod in agreement.

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That night.

Because today is a new year, and there is no rush to do work, Jiang He waited for the last few refugees to be brought into the city, and gave everyone present a one-night vacation.

Let's go home to celebrate the New Year, the family is waiting, there are hot dumplings, warm quilts, what do the common people have to do for a year of busy work.

I just want the whole family to have a good new year.

"Has the inn cooked dumplings today?"

Jiang He yawned and turned his head to look at Huzi. Huzi didn't know what to ask, so he didn't dare answer vaguely.

It's just aggrieved in my heart: I really didn't realize that I was guarding by his side for a day today, why did I ask him about other places, how could he know.

But although he didn't know what was going on in the inn, he had heard a lot about what happened outside, mainly from chatting while working.

"Master Hou, I heard that some people in the city opened their own granaries to give out porridge today, and some rich and noble families took out the clothes that their families couldn't wear to help those refugees."

"This is indeed a gratifying thing."

"Hey, I also heard that Mr. Lou is going to open a school. It's on the second floor of the small bookstore in this city. Why do you think Mr. Lou is so energetic?"

"Oh?"

Look at his grandfather, he doesn't have the energy to talk anymore.

This person doesn't feel much about the New Year and the New Year. He didn't have it before, and he doesn't have it now.

It used to be in the military camp, and I couldn't go back for a year or so, and the Chinese New Year was a very distant thing.

After all, this time it was possible to celebrate the new year by suppressing the Japanese earlier, but this happened again, and I couldn't celebrate the new year with my family.

Hey, Lord Hou and Mrs. Tai must miss each other very much.

Huzi: Lord Hou, don't be sad, Huzi is always with you.

　In the archives, there are only two updates in the past few days, okay?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)