I rewrote family history

Chapter 15 Sunday

Outside the door is a corridor aisle, somewhat secluded, it stares at it for a long time, only occasionally can see one or two gentlemen with books under their ribs, rushing to the lecture halls of each fasting room.

Outside the corridor is a corner garden.The foot-wide winding path is paved with cobblestones and leads to a small pavilion in the center.The flowering season has not yet arrived, and there are only clumps of green leaves left. It was a little cold last night, and thin ice remained on the shady back of the broad leaves.

A voice came from its ears, and its sharp ears moved, and it turned its head to look.

The teacher's chair shook.The gentleman got up from the chair, similar to the gentlemen who were in the corridor just now.He took the globe, and took away the coated paper folded on the bookshelf.

The map is printed on coated paper.

It should be Shiwuzhai's geography class.

One person and one fox looked up and guessed.

Xu Er also put away the imitated Chinese textbook, and he saluted: "Sir, it's getting late, I'm going home. It's inconvenient to stay for a long time."

He is very knowledgeable.

"Why don't you stay more..., it's okay, it's best to proceed step by step."

Liu Changda glanced at the young man in front of him, he was taller than the young man, straightened up, the young man only reached his shoulders.

The two were very close, and he could smell some sweat.From the village to the county town to study, it takes one or two hours to travel, and it is common to sweat profusely in the winter of being covered.The rough boy obviously knew about this too, and kept one foot back as much as possible.

The inside of the clean gown is a yellowish thin garment.

Farmers, it's hard to be clean.

Originally, he planned to keep Xu Erlianzi in the apartment to continue studying, but seeing Xu Erlianzi's slightly avoiding eyes, he changed his words and made a natural transition, not intending to force it.

"Poetry and books are diligent, but not diligent."

"I hope you remember this sentence."

After saying these words, the two of them went out together. Liu Changda locked the door, nodded to Xu Er, and immediately left the lecturer's apartment at a faster pace, heading towards the lecture hall to the west. .

The bell sounded leisurely.

Xu Er moved a step in a daze, and under the guidance of the fox fairy, he continued to copy the words with hard pens in the small pavilion.

The melon field does not accept the shoes, and the Li Xia does not complete the title.

Poor people, be careful and get used to the rules.

Time passed slowly, and the thin ice dripped into the loam.

Cangxia filled the sky.

Guessing that the time was almost up, Xu Er Lengzi left the small pavilion and came to the gate of Hongwen Hall.He stood by the door, staring at the students in long gowns passing by, looking for familiar shadows.

Today is the Sat Day of the Seventh Day, Saturday.

In the Chinese textbook No.20, there is a saying on the seventh day of the fourth lesson: "Every Sunday, the school is closed."

Sunday is Sunday.

……

"Grandpa, you only have one day off." Xu Qing was stunned for a moment. She didn't pay attention when she heard Xu Cong talk about "Lesson Seven Sundays". Monday, and so on, Sunday is Sunday, and you only have Sunday off..."

She is not very proficient at counting days on seven days.

It can only be deduced step by step according to memory.To identify the week corresponding to each Sunday.

"Leave it for a day!"

Xu Qing couldn't help laughing, she was extremely happy.

She thought that she had more modern knowledge and learned more.Unexpectedly, Xu Cong's students at that time were only elementary school students, and they only had one day off in seven days.too tired.

Compared to this, today's students are more relaxed.

"The master said last time, let me get closer to the young master and come back with him."

Xu Cong shook his head, not paying too much attention to the number of holidays.At that time, it was a blessing to be able to study, so I didn't care about the number of vacations.He continued to tell a story that happened in another time and space, "That day happened to be Saturday, so I was waiting for the young master at the door. The young master was very surprised. He was studying in the school and didn't know that I was there a few days ago. I also paid Shuxiu and entered the school."

"What about the gown? Didn't the gown come from the young master?"

Xu Qing came a little later, and she didn't hear the previous story. Although she begged Xu Cong to tell it again, compared with the recent story, when she told it again, it was obviously much simpler.

She thought she had missed something.

"No, the long gown was given by the young master before. He threw away, no, the old clothes that he didn't wear would be given to us long-term workers. In the Xu family, it's me who is close to the young master..."

"It's the new century, and fabrics are worthless. In our era, the wealthy family saved money from their mouths, and a foot of cloth cost thirty or forty yuan. How could it be said that it was for nothing."

Xu Cong sighed as he recalled the past.

The long gown was given by the young master, it should have been changed into a short gown for him to wear.But the gown was quite new, so his father kept it.It came in handy when he went to school.

"I know that. At that time, the landlords and Lao Cai were very stingy." Xu Qing put down the sketch pen in her hand and spread it on her straight long legs.She thought for a while and said, "For example, Yan Jiansheng in "The Scholars" couldn't close his eyes before he died, just for the two stalks of light grass in the lamp. I'm afraid it will cost oil."

"It can be seen from the story of Yan Jiansheng."

She nodded seriously.

I don't think that the old man is talking empty words.

"Your generation is much stronger than ours. Yes, society has been improving. You may not understand what we don't understand. If we understand, you can understand too."

People of this generation are much, much smarter than him.

Xu Cong thought he needed to tell it a few more times before Xu Qing would understand.But he never thought that Xu Qing understood most of it just by mentioning it a little.

"Grandpa, you continue to talk, I'm listening."

Xu Qing urged.

……

The loud shouts filled my ears.

Xu Er moved across the street to the entrance of the school. He wore a long gown and stood like a pine tree. When he saw a familiar figure coming out, he stepped forward and said hello, "Master..."

He saw the young master coming out with some classmates.

But the words got stuck in his throat.

Can't tell.

Master?
He felt that his long gown was a bit ridiculous.The young master should not be happy to see himself calling him "Young Master" when he sees himself like this.Although he doesn't understand why.But the fox fairy told him that he had changed his fate, and that from now on he would be the rich and honored fate of the dignitaries.

Therefore, it should be called Shuwen.

From…, they are equal, walk together, walk side by side.

However, he thought back to the night of last night.The master asked him to come back with the young master.

Suddenly, he understood a lot.

The five coins are inexplicably heavy.

The gray-white fox was lying at his feet, pressing the front of his gown, opening and closing its sharp beak, yawning, and the white air it exhaled rose into the air until it disappeared.Its fox eyes are squinted, basking in the sun, relying on the afterglow to keep warm.Seeing such a fox fairy, Xu Er felt a little ashamed in his heart.The fox fairy from last night clearly reminded him.

Xu Er stunned and fell behind Xu Shuwen's tail.

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