I rewrote family history

Chapter 41 Porridge

There were rustling noises from the apartment compartment first, and then the teacher answered.The wooden door of the cubicle opened with a creak, and Mistress came out, holding a porcelain basin for washing rice in her hand.

"It's Xu who came here, don't look outside."

"You are sick, what kind of salute are you in a hurry, this time you will be exempted."

Mistress twisted her waist and went out of the room.

Xu Er's stunned body froze for a moment when he just got up on the straight-backed chair, and then sat down again.He was facing the door of the lecturer's apartment.Seeing this, he quickly moved his eyes away from the teacher's wife and looked to the other side.

"When entering a household, one must look down. When one enters the household, one must be held accountable. When one looks forward, one should never look back. When one opens a household, one opens one, and one closes one, and one closes one. If there are latecomers, don't let them close." ——"Book of Rites·Qu Li".

These etiquettes are mentioned in Scripture.

With just this movement, his eyes shifted to the gentleman who was near the door and window.In the past, he didn't dare to look at him too much, but this time, taking this opportunity, he found that his husband seemed to have been groomed for a long time, and his hair was so lush that it was almost braided.Stubble is also glaring.

There was the sound of water splashing in my ears.

It's my wife washing rice.There is a water tank every fifty steps in the corridor.Most of the schools are wooden buildings, and the water tanks are used for fire prevention.Auspicious cylinder is its elegant name.The water in the tank is changed every three days by Zhaifu.It can also be used on weekdays.

"You do your homework first, and you don't have to go to the next class."

Liu Changda raised his left hand, wiped off his sleeve, and glanced at his watch. He got up, picked up his briefcase and said, "I'll tell Mr. Zhou that it's better to get well sooner than everything else."

"Go to class after finishing the porridge."

He gave an order and hurriedly walked away.

Xu Er's words were stuck in his throat, and he didn't know what to say at the moment.

He felt that at the moment his condition was not so bad that he could go to the lecture hall.He also knows Mr. Zhou, he is the old-fashioned old master who passed the promotion test last time.He is a well-known Confucian classics teacher in the school, and has been promoted as a first-class student by the academy many times.It can be regarded as the top talent among the talents.

(The Sixth Class Dismissal Law divides scholars into six classes each year according to the annual examination. The first class includes Linyin and Linmi. Xuetai is the admiral Xuezheng, commonly known as Xuetai, an official in charge of local cultural education in the Qing Dynasty .)
"Mr. may have seen that I woke up late due to illness, so he thought that my symptoms of heatstroke were serious."

He feels sorry for himself.

After the master left, he stayed here, and it was inevitable that he would have to deal with his wife alone later.He is not good at this, and it will be embarrassing then.Secondly, the old master is quite old-fashioned in the school, he does not like to use the class teaching system introduced from the West, and still adopts the old style of the old school.The same goes for punishment.

The old master likes to hit the palm of his hand with a ruler.

It hurts!

The sound of trampling footsteps gradually disappeared on the hard wooden boards of the corridor.

At the moment of his hesitation, Mr. walked away.

There was silence for a while, estimated to be about a third of an hour.Mistress came in with a porcelain basin for washing rice. Seeing Xu Er's torment, she smiled and said, "You are welcome to see me. You are my master's apprentice, so you don't have to follow some bad rules and bad habits. My husband also taught me some Western knowledge. reason."

"You treat this as your own home."

Her voice-over is, you don't have to be old-fashioned.

Xu Er was stunned for a moment.

The mistress with bound feet... is actually more enlightened than a student of Western learning like him.He thought his wife was a well-behaved person.

He didn't think much about it, and answered "yes" in a panic.

But after replying this sentence, he felt that he was even more at a loss.Under the chair, there seemed to be a scorching charcoal basin, which made him move left and right.

Mistress didn't talk to him anymore, she went into the inner room and started cooking.

Seeing that there was no one in the house, Xu Er, who was at a loss, looked back and forth uneasily at the layout of the house.He looked through cabinets, washstands, books, and so on.It wasn't until he saw the fox fairy sitting on the rosewood desk that he calmly breathed out.

The fox fairy is his greatest comfort and reliance.

The gray and white fox is also very boring. It has wandered around the Hongwen Hall.When it was first reborn, it would run around, see the mountains and plains, and feel the vitality of life.

But if you have too much, you will get tired.

It is now looking at a roll of newspapers that Mr. placed on his desk.

It is an old newspaper in the 31st year of Guangxu, "Jinmen Daily News".

There is a story written in the upper room of the layout, called "Lao Can's Travel Notes".In the previous preface, there is also Yan Jidao's commentary on it, saying: "There has been no such novel in China in the past 100 years."

Everyone likes to have fun, and this is no exception.

It is also a pleasure to take advantage of this spare time to read more books and newspapers.

"Xu Cong, this is the porridge made with lotus root and pears. You can drink it while it's hot." Shao Qing, the teacher walked out of the cubicle with a white porcelain stew pot and put it on the desk.

"Thank you Mistress."

Xu Cong got up and thanked him.

Mistress was also like Xu Er's fool, she was quite uncomfortable seeing strangers, she smiled, found a reason casually, and avoided it, "It's almost late autumn, and the big shirt I sewed for Mr. is still short of a sleeve. Went to do needlework in the back room, you..."

After that, she didn't know what to say.

"Master, I'll leave after drinking the porridge."

Xu Er stunned quickly added this sentence.

The husband is the medium of the relationship between the two of them. Once the husband leaves, let alone what to say, even if he stays for a long time, both of them feel very at a loss.

After all, the teacher's wife is not very old, she is only three or four years older than him.

……

Inpatient department, ward.

"I understand this feeling."

Wu Hao was the first to speak, "Every time I was called to the office by the teacher, and the teacher left the next class for something, other teachers would come and ask me which class I was in. That kind of embarrassment... makes people feel ashamed."

"But this mistress named Xijun is also a good person."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, he changed the subject.

"Mr. Xi?"

Xu Cong was stunned for a moment, but also found it funny, and explained: "Xijun is not the name of the teacher's wife. At that time, scholars called the inner room, that is, wife, and liked to call him Xijun, which is more elegant."

In fact, he didn't know much about it.It's just that after evening class, when Xu Erlian was talking to the young master, the young master corrected Xu Erlian's misconceptions and told him this knowledge.

As for Wu Hao's amusedness, he can read people's hearts, but he also understands it.Sometimes it is better to be secretly confused.In this case, there will be a noisy and cheerful atmosphere in the family...

Today's kids don't understand anything.

Several people burst out laughing.

Even Xu Rong, who has always been solemn, couldn't avoid it. Even though she didn't know the meaning of "Xijun", it didn't prevent her from teaching Wu Hao, "Xiaohao, look at Qing'er, you can know what Xijun means, and grandma also I know, grandma's education level is not as good as yours, but she knows more than you, this is the consequence of you playing games all day long."

(End of this chapter)