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Chapter 13 Master (seeking further reading, please recommend tickets)
"My father and I went in the dark. When we walked, we had to bend over and look at the ground, so as not to trip over the threshold when we entered the back house."

"Before we went, Dad went back and forth. He straightened the noose of the pear share, leaned against the wall, and fed the bay horse in the stable. He tidied up his clothes, and then went to the back house with me."

"I entered the back house. The master's room is very bright, and the grandfather's filial piety period has not passed, so the master and his wife sleep in separate beds, and he sleeps in the study. When borrowing money, the master is very happy. At that time, father I didn’t mention my husband. I found out later that my father borrowed money to buy a teacher’s thank you gift for my husband...”

A gray and white fox follows the father and son.

walked in.

Xu Cong described everything he saw.

"Dad, when you came home, the road was so dangerous, you didn't even have a lamp, and you went in the dark. Why do you have to be so careful when you go to the back house..."

Xu Rong, who was born in the new era, did not understand.

"Grandma, at that time, servants were not allowed to enter the master's back house casually. Grandpa was a tenant, so he was not familiar with the back house."

Wu Hao reads a lot of online articles, knows a little bit, and knows that the rules of the past are greater than the sky.

"Yes, I have memories since I was born. I was told by my father that when I enter the back house, I can't look around or walk around. I have to walk with my head down..."

"When I was six years old, I followed the young master into the back house. I didn't follow the rules and was beaten up."

"Later, I learned the rules."

Xu Cong touched Wu Hao's head and explained with a smile.

……

The twilight is deep, the hustle and bustle of the day is gone, only silence.When the two walked together as a fox, they could still hear the barking of dogs in the back house.

Instead of candles, the novelty kerosene lamps are used in the study.

Light yellow light shines through the doors and windows onto the bluestone floor in the courtyard.Xu San'er knocked on the door to let Xu Er's stupid go in, and then he closed the door.

Xu Er stupefied looked at the furnishings of the study curiously.

He entered the master's study for the first time.

Several rows of bookshelves, the books shelved were covered with thin dust, with a musty smell.He moved with the steps inside and noticed the brightest kerosene lamp.This lamp is beautiful and beautiful, carved with a hollowed-out lady pattern.There is a line of tiny Latin at the bottom.

It's a bit like the English he's read.

But it's not quite like it.

"My lord, the second fool is a good boy. He learns things very quickly." Xu San'er was selling his son like he was selling persimmons in the west of the city, but he was also uneducated, and he just said those few words.At the end, after a few breaths, he seemed to have introduced almost everything, explaining the purpose of his visit.

The master is a little rich, and he has a mole on his left cheek.

A long hair on the mole hangs down at the corner of the mouth.

Like Mr., he was also lying on the Taishi chair, with a thin blanket covering his legs, "Third brother, I understand what you mean. You are fine, you will not come to me, Yin Zi, you opened your mouth, we did not No excuse."

"How much to borrow?" His eyes moved down, and his rich body moved forward with his eyes, and he was at the same level as Xu San'er.Then, he put down the gaudy forbidden book in his hand.

Xu San'er is a loyal long-term worker.

Not a gambler.

Borrow money for my son to study.No matter what, he had to borrow this money.If he didn't borrow it, the spittle of the villagers in Xujiabaozi could drown him.

No matter what, they are all clansmen.

"Five coins."

The corner of Xu San'er's mouth twitched, and he placed his hands in front of him awkwardly, arching his body.As he bent over, his braids curled up a little, and the copper spout of the pipe and pot tied to his belt was illuminated by the glare of the kerosene lamp, and the black pores could be seen to be stained with smoke oil.

The master took out a purse from his cuff, and took out a dime.

"A lot, count me as a sponsor for the fool, no, it's Xu Cong now. By the way, Xu Cong, get closer to Shuwen from now on, and come back with him."

The money was put in the bag by Xu San'er. He hummed and agreed for his son.

The majestic master suddenly became amiable in front of Xu Er's fool.He was no longer the pickpocket who forced him to cut pigweed, herd sheep, and harvest wheat.

Countless times in the past, when he was working, Xu Er was secretly cursing the master, wishing that he would fall into the latrine and drown to death when he went to the toilet to poop.But at this moment, he secretly blamed himself.That's right, the young master is so good, how could the young master's father be a bad person.

The gray-white fox was angry, it grabbed Xu Er's stunned man, and pointed at his father.

Dad was neither standing nor kneeling.

Xu Er was stupefied and didn't care.

However, under the strong request of the fox fairy, Xu Erlian looked at his father for the first time, the father who accompanied him day and night and slept on the same kang.His father, with withered yellow weeds in his braids, accidentally got it on when he was fiddling with the plowshare and stuffing the horses just now...

Father was wearing a very thin cotton coat, and his body shrank a little.

It should be warming up.

Other than that, nothing like usual.

The complexion is dark and wrinkled.

This is his father.

no change.

Xu Er scratched his head in a daze, not understanding what Hu Immortal meant.

The study room is warm, with fruit charcoal burning in the brazier, and the faint fruit fragrance fills the dark room.The father and son, who had borrowed money, walked outside the house, shivering with the cold wind blowing against their faces.

The next day.

Xu Er, who was in a long gown, came to thank Mr. with a bamboo basket.

The bamboo basket is finely woven and looks exquisite.Inside are celery, lotus seeds, longan, dates, red beans, and several portions of lean bacon.

This is the six rites of worshiping a teacher.

The students in the school are different from the teachers in the old private school.In the school, there are Chinese teachers, arithmetic teachers, picture teachers, etc., all of which are different.Therefore, you only need to pay the tuition fee of the school, and there is no need to give a bundle of repairs.Mr. Xu opened a small stove, out of emotion and reason, and Xu Er is grateful.

Thank you verbally, lightly.

It can only be done by sending another bundle of repairs.

"You are a caring person." In Mr. Dongyu's apartment, Liu Changda put away the bamboo basket, saw the furnishings inside, and said with a smile: "Celery means hard work and studious, good at work; lotus seeds mean painstaking education; jujube The implication is early high school; the red bean means good fortune; the longan means the completion of merit and virtue; as for the original meaning of Shuxiu, it is ten dried meat. Longan means bacon.”

He is good at explaining to people.

Bamboo baskets are sold in the county town for six rituals.Don't bother to choose, there will be finished products directly.This is what Xu San'er bought.

Liu Changda would not pay too much attention to a few small gifts on weekdays.When he was studying in Toyo, the embassy gave him a stipend of five yen every month.In conversion, it is about five or six silver dollars.In addition, he is also from a wealthy family.Otherwise, it is impossible to have the opportunity to study abroad.

But this is the Shu Xiu gift from Xu Er Lengzi...

Liu Changda took it away, and put the bamboo basket on his rosewood desk, "It's getting late, you should have taken your Chinese textbook, it's still early, and Shiwuzhai's class hasn't arrived yet, so I'll tell you first. speak."

The courtesy is light and affectionate.

He had to do his job as a teacher.

(End of this chapter)