Yu Jun

Chapter 19
Cheng Ting used a bowl of roast mutton, and finally made Wu Jin put down his pen and go to the ear room for dinner.

There is a pair of camphor wood tables and chairs in the side room, the table is full of steam, and the aroma is also tangy. Mo Lingfeng is sitting on the chair, holding a piece of steamed cake in his hand, and is chewing seriously.

Wu Jin pulled away the chair and sat down on her right side. Before picking up the bowl and chopsticks, Mo Lingfeng suddenly stopped talking, broke the steamed cake from it, stretched his arms, and put it directly to Wu Jin's mouth: "Jujube paste Yes, delicious."

Wu Jin quickly waved her hand: "You eat."

However, when he opened his mouth to speak, Mo Lingfeng had already forced the steamed cake into his mouth: "Eat it yourself, don't hide it and go home."

Wu Jin was stunned, she didn't expect Mo Lingfeng to know about his hidden candy by the river, she still remembered it in her heart, her heart softened, and she smiled at Mo Lingfeng: "Yes, I know."

Mo Lingfeng withdrew his hand back, only exerting strength on the steamed cake, biting down from the side of the cake, to eat the sweet jujube paste stuffing inside.

On the table were roasted mutton that was very soft, fish balls, tofu soup, and two dishes of very refreshing bream dishes.

The three of them sat down and ate with their heads buried in each other. Cheng Ting had a good mouth and didn't like to eat too soft mutton, let alone the jujube stuffing in the steamed cake. He tore off the side of the steamed cake and ate a few bites, then sighed at the other dishes. Pick and choose and finish the meal.

Wu Jin didn't speak, just ate. After eating, she put down the bowl and chopsticks, and immediately got up to practice calligraphy.

Mo Lingfeng and Cheng Ting were bored, they got together to play the xun and the piano, and they wanted to play a song "Tinkle of Spring Water".

Wu Jin silently listened to the "clang bang", "boom bang" and "bang bang" of the spring water. It was as if the spring water erupted into a mountain torrent, horrified and mournful. After listening patiently for a while, he focused on practicing calligraphy. They are all floating in the distance.

And Zhao Shiheng didn't re-enter Jiusixuan until after class in Youshi.

He didn't check his homework, he just wrote down a line of small characters on the paper, and the energy flowed through it, looking like pearls, and put it on Mo Lingfeng's desk for the three of them to circulate.

Written on the paper is a sentence: Those who scratch everything should not be ashamed of the wind.

Mo Lingfeng didn't know so many words, so he turned to look at Wu Jin, and Wu Jin whispered it to her.

Zhao Shiheng asked: "What do you think in this world can be like the wind that bends all things?"

Mo Lingfeng replied in a loud voice: "It's sugar! Uncle, sugar! The teeth are so hard, and the sugar will break them!"

Cheng Ting opened his mouth wide, and laughed "haha". When he realized that Zhao Shiheng was also there, the laughter stopped suddenly, and he buried his head, pretending to be thinking hard.

Wu Jin didn't answer, countless answers floated up in her heart, and all of them sank again.

After a while, he stood up and looked at Zhao Shiheng: "Sir, the students thought it was Shun."

"Oh?" Zhao Shiheng looked at him with a smile, "Why?"

Wu Jin replied: "This statement comes from "Shuo Gua Zhuan". In the Book of Changes, the wind is sundae, and the two winds are heavy. Not going well."

Cheng Ting opened his mouth as if mentally retarded, completely forgetting that he had also taken the "Yi" class, thinking what is this talking about?

"From the point of view of the book, yes," Zhao Shiheng smiled, walked up to Wu Jin, and tapped his heart, "but what I want to ask is not the book, what I want to ask is the wind in your heart, you What kind of wind do you want that can make all things bow down for you."

Wu Jin looked dazed.

Cheng Ting's eyes showed clear stupidity.

"You don't need to answer now," Zhao Shiheng casually walked to Mo Lefeng's side, took her thin palm, and took her out, "The answer may be there now, or it may be years later, but once the answer comes out, you will always be there." I will pursue it all my life.”

Then he stepped out without looking back: "It's gone."

Mo Lingfeng became lively like a bird, and said in a high voice, "Uncle, go to brother's place."

"He has a headache, you follow Uncle, Uncle will teach you how to blow the xun."

"Okay," Mo Lingfeng didn't mess around, "Uncle, brother is my style, right?"

"Right."

One day's lessons, then dispersed.

Cheng Ting caught the big yellow dog and led it home. One person and one dog were separated at the two ends of the rope, like a wide-mouthed bowl with the big head up.

Outside the corner gate, three cronies were waiting for him—and the money in his bag. The four of them were collectively known as the Four Gentlemen of Kuanzhou, discussing where to eat and drink.

The four gentlemen and the dog rolled away, and Wu Jin saw Yin Bei at the corner gate.

Knowing his family's difficulties, Yin Bei went to the accountant to pay him a month's monthly payment.

Wu Jin took the three small coins, thanked her and said goodbye, but instead of going home, she went to the bookstore to read the pens.

He wanted to replace the chicken feather pen he was using.

There are all kinds of pens, inks, papers and inkstones in the bookstore, and this year's spring collection of essays has been published. The students are vying to circulate them, and many people have made an appointment to buy a copy and copy them.

Wu Jin only looks at pens, and wants to buy a Sanzhuo brush. I asked the shopkeeper, and the most inferior Sanzhuo pens cost [-] coins.

One hundred cash can buy two catties of salt, and a little more can buy a stone of rice.

He thought about it again and again, but he still didn't buy it. He walked about thirty steps, turned back to the bookstore, picked up the pen and looked at it again and again.

The pen hair is suitable for hardness and softness, it is sheep and rabbit hair, the bundle is very tight, and it is not easy to fall apart.

The shopkeeper saw that he really liked him, so he lost five cents.

When he left the bookstore, he was still empty-handed.

When I returned to Shishi Street, it was later than usual. Many people who were begging for a living in the night market on Shishi Street rushed out with their burdens and burdens. mouse.

"Brother Jin is back!"

"Brother Jin, you really don't want to study anymore? What are you going to do? Be a book boy for someone?"

"It's good not to read. Poor people don't deserve to study."

"Being a book boy for a wealthy family is not a big deal. Just a little spilled from the master's hand is enough for us to chew for half a year."

After seeing Wu Jin, the neighbors in the neighborhood suddenly became enthusiastic, as if Wu Jin had also rolled into the mud all of a sudden, and was about to be covered in filth and stench, and they were in the same world as them.

Wu Jin didn't make any excuses, just greeted each one, and went back to the intersection to make way. After all the mice came out of the hole, he also rolled back to the mouse hole.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he saw the little mouse Wu Yi kneeling in the courtyard, his face flushed from crying, and when he looked up and saw Wu Jin, he began to cry: "Brother..."

Mother Wu came out of the kitchen and shouted: "It's no use calling Bodhisattva! Kneel down!"

Wu Yi trembled, lowered her head and dared not make a sound.

"Aunt," Wu Jin went to ladle water to wash his hands, opened the cake cage to look, and saw that the cage of cakes was barely moving, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Mother Wu's face turned iron-colored with anger: "He's a thief! When he went out to sell cakes, he secretly took out twenty coins. When I chased him out, he spent all of it and bought candies to eat! The cake baskets were all put aside. !"

The more she spoke, the angrier she became, she picked up the cane and slapped Wu Yi on the back.

Wu Yi cried out in pain, calling for help, but Brother watched from the side without saying a word.

After Wu's mother stopped, Wu Jin said: "Mother, you go into the house, I will discuss something with you and father."

After all, he helped Wu's mother to walk into the house. Wu saw the complaint and thought he had received a pardon, so he stood up. Unexpectedly, Wu Jin turned around and said coldly: "Kneel down."

Wu Yi's knees softened, and he knelt down again.

(End of this chapter)