Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 93, Jiang Yan's life experience
The others walked along the city wall, and only two of them went in directly through the gate.

After entering the Grand View Garden, Yang Xiaole's real Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden. Everything is rare, after all, she has never been here in her previous life.

Blue-gray floor tiles, half of the two sides are brick-red walls.

After entering, before he could see the scene inside, the old man led him into an alley.

Inside, he turned around and came to a quaint room.

After entering, this is an ordinary palace, and I don't know who lived in it before, but there are some people in it.

"Director Chen!"

"Director Chen!"

……

After entering, everyone greeted him one after another.

Chen Fuhai smiled and nodded in response.

When I came inside, it was an office. Basically, the original structure was not damaged, but a desk was built in the middle, and many cabinets were placed around it.

"sit down!"

After Chen Fuhai came in, he pointed to the mahogany square chair next to him and motioned him to sit down.

Yang Xiaole sat down slowly while looking at the antique room.

Pulling the head down put down the notebook, and took out a stack of clean letter paper.

He took out another old-fashioned book from the shelf.

After sitting down, he opened Yang Xiaole's notebook and began to translate on the letter paper.

While translating, he said: "You said you found it in the commune? Which commune? How did you go there? By the way, where are you a student from?"

"Oh, I'm from Hongqi Commune, that's where my home is! I came to the city to play with my uncle."

The old man was surprised and raised his head: "Oh, you are from the commune! I thought you were a child from the city! Then how did you find me?"

"I went to the consignment store to see if there were any old books, and then asked the old man there. He told me that it was near the Xidan Vegetable Market."

"Oh, that's probably Lao Li. They often receive some cultural relics and hand them over to us for processing."

Yang Xiaole nodded when she heard the words, and looked for comparisons when she saw who the other party didn't know.

The book has turned yellow and is rolled up.

At first glance, it is quite old.

Then I asked curiously: "Professor Chen, is there a comparison table here? Who made this?"

"Oh, this, this is made by my father, and I also added it in it. A good memory is not as good as a bad pen! After all, we don't usually use many words, and sometimes we forget them. By the way, this is really copied by you. Is it? Very standard!"

The old man was also surprised when he saw the words.

Yang Xiaole smiled: "Well, I like these things since I was a child when I used sand tables to practice calligraphy, so I am very curious about what these are."

Chen Fuhai nodded: "Well, not bad."

The old man admired a bit, quickly translated a page, and then frowned.

"strangeness!"

He flipped through his notebook again.

Then he asked Yang Xiaole: "Are you sure you copied it in order? Why is there no one repeated, and this is starting from the simplest."

Yang Xiaole nodded slightly: "Well, I don't know either! I just copied it in order."

All right.He copied it in the order of the number of strokes.

Hearing this, the old man frowned.

This is similar to the order of his book, from the simplest to the most complex.

If it weren't for the many different orders, he even suspected that this was leaked from his book!
I didn't think too much, and was quietly translating there.

There are thousands of words, most of which the other party just glanced at and wrote the corresponding words on the letter paper.

Some of them were written well, and I checked the comparison table to confirm, basically nothing was missed.

This foundation is quite solid.

It took less than an hour to complete the first two thousand or so words.

For the next few hundred words, he needs to look at the comparison table from time to time.

More than two hours later, there are still dozens of words.

"Director, it's time to eat!"

While thinking, there was a voice shouting at the door, it was a clerk here.

The old man said without looking up: "Help me fight, I don't have time now."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and looked at Yang Xiaole: "Do you want to eat? If you want to eat, go with them. The money is mine."

Seeing that there were only hundreds of characters, Yang Xiaole shook his head: "Forget it, I'll let you finish it."

Hearing this, Chen Fuhai nodded lightly, and said to the person standing by the door: "Xiao Liu, go and eat, just give me some."

Xiao Liu agreed and left after hearing the words.

After the people left, the old man continued to translate.

An hour later, the old man just put away his pen.

Sighing, "This may be the enlightenment inscription of a big family or aristocratic family after the Qin Dynasty, which is dedicated to teaching children to recognize characters. It's a pity, it's a pity that good things are ruined like this. These are more precious than those bamboos. A lot!"

After finishing speaking, there was still a burst of heartache.

Where is Yang Xiaole going to take care of this.

He hurriedly asked, "Can you show me?"

The old man sighed and handed him the letter.

Yang Xiaole flipped through it, and when he saw that there were six circles on the last page, he felt strange for a while.

"Professor Chen, what do the circles in the back mean?"

Chen Fuhai glanced at it, and then said: "Oh, that, those words are not in my comparison table, I guessed it based on his font. The difference should not be too big, I will look for information when I have time. check."

Yang Xiaole nodded upon hearing this.

Just a few words, just a few words, come and have a look when you have time.

Then he said to the old man, "Professor Chen, I have to go home, can you give this to me?"

The old man nodded lightly, and his interest faded: "Take it, and you can ask me about the next few words after I find the place for textual research. Are you hungry, shall I take you to dinner?"

"Thank you, Professor Chen, I have to go back, I can't eat here, it's past twelve o'clock."

Hearing his words, the old man nodded, took out five yuan from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Take this, not many. It's a pity that this thing was not preserved."

Yang Xiaole looked at the money handed over by the other party and shook his head: "No need, I'm just curious, and I also like this thing. By the way, how can I get out!"

"Well, I'll take you out, it's not too far anyway."

Seeing that he didn't accept him, the old man didn't force him. After speaking, he got up and stood up.

Yang Xiaole was not in the mood to see what the Forbidden City looked like at this time, so she hurriedly followed the other party and left.

Walking on the road, Chen Fuhai said to him: "The remaining ones, after I finish my research, you can come to me again. You should still make that phone call. I'm still here on Sundays, and I usually have to go to university for classes. "

Yang Xiaole agreed.

After a little questioning, the old man is amazing, a professor at Peking University.

Back at Xihua Gate, Yang Xiaole said hello and left.

Riding a bicycle, galloping on the edge of the Forbidden City, riding along the Tongzi River towards the north.

Came to a forest, looked around, pushed the car into it, and then quietly entered the space.

When entering the space, the first thing to do is to eat.

Let's warm up yesterday's meal.

While controlling the hot meal, he took out the exercise book, and began to arrange the contents of the book in the correct order.

By the way, boil a kettle of boiling water.

Without briquettes, it can only be burned with firewood.

An hour later, after lining up the entire book, he could stand it no longer.

so hungry.

Soak rice in broth, and eat it with braised pork and leek fried oil residue.

After drinking some cold well water, I hurriedly began to read this book.

Healthy method.

It's just that old man Chen didn't know the last word, and the word "Fa" was circled by him.

Sure enough, as he thought.

The old man's guess might really be right.

Then look at the contents inside.

After looking at it for a while, he also gradually understood that this is really a thing for cultivation.

It looks a bit like the Taoist breathing method.

There are steps on it, put on a fixed posture, follow the breathing method above, and practice rhythmically.

After thinking for a while, he was ready to try.

Just looking at so many words, he frowned: "Damn, can't there be a picture?"

A picture can also be a reference!

But there is no picture, now I can only rely on my own understanding.

Refer to the above remarks to understand bit by bit, follow the above to make a weird posture, and follow the above requirements to maintain the rhythm of breathing.

To be honest, he didn't know if it was right or not.

I don't know what use this thing is for.

After doing this weird posture for a while, apart from the heat on my body, I feel that there is not much change!
Shouldn't it be meditation?
Don't think so much, go ahead!

Gradually, I felt that the clothes on my body were soaked, and my body was sore for a while, but every time I passed this weird breathing, I could relieve it a little.

This feeling is indescribable, uncomfortable, and very sour.

After more than an hour, he finally couldn't hold on and collapsed on the ground.

Wipe the sweat off his brow.

really tired.

It may have a lot to do with his own poor health.

He had just had a full meal two hours ago, and now he felt hungry again.

He hurriedly soaked some rice in the thermos bottle, and started to eat the vegetables.

While eating, Yang Xiaole held the ancient book.

Damn, is it only for exercising?

Can't you do some tricks?
He also thought about punching the nursing home and kicking the kindergarten in the future!
Forget it, let's practice for a period of time before we talk, it's okay if you are physically strong, and you can drop ten sessions at a time.

As far as my older brother's physique is concerned, there are really few opponents of his age.

It's a pity that two fists are no match for four hands.

And these people are not united, otherwise, in fact, Yang Mancang and the three families would not be bad in the village.

At least those good errands will definitely be able to take some of them.

After eating and drinking enough, he slowly got up, fetched some water, took a shower, and changed into his old clothes.

I checked the time, it was already 03:30.

He hurriedly rode his bicycle towards Fuchengmen.

Can't rush back at night.

I rode my bike to the Fuchengmen station, found a garbage dump, quietly put the car away, and then walked towards the station.

"Hey, wait for me! There are still people!"

When he was almost at the gate of the station, he saw the car coming out, and he hurriedly yelled.

Fortunately, the conductor stuck his head out of the window and shouted there.

I saw him immediately.

Yang Xiaole ran to the front and the car had stopped, so he plunged into it.

The car was not full, so I found a seat and sat down.

Seeing that no one got in the car again, the car set off.

"Tickets are sold, where are you going!"

The conductor collects money one by one from the front in order.

Yang Xiaole sat by the window, blowing the wind to cool off the heat. The car was sunburned and it was too stuffy.

The cushions are hot.

"Where?"

After a while, the conductor came to him and asked.

"Oh, the terminal."

"Did you bring your student ID card? If you don't bring it, it's 6 cents, if you bring it, it's 3 cents."

(Very speechless, many people accepted that price and changed it to the price of ordinary buses in the city. Forgive me.)
Yang Xiaole shook her head: "I came from the countryside and didn't bring my student ID. I have a production team certificate!"

The other party took the proof and glanced at it.

Although the certificate failed to prove that he was a student, he was still charged half the price.

Yang Xiaole gave the money and sat there quietly.

After a while, it started to feel like riding a roller coaster, but the speed was a little faster than that of a coal cart.

But there are coal convoys everywhere on the road, and the cars can't go fast.

It wasn't until around five o'clock that the car arrived in the urban area of ​​the district and got off at the gate of the school.

When I came to the school, I went straight in.

Today is Sunday, so there should be no classes.

However, there was a commotion in the school at this time, and someone on the playground had already built a stove there, and they knew what they were doing at a glance, probably similar to the ones in the commune.

Before it was cold, he was not in a hurry to bring the quilt.

And that needs to be covered up a bit, so I use some rags to make a quilt cover, so as not to attract people's eyes.

"Yang Xiaomei!!"

When he came to the door of the girls' dormitory at the back, he yelled into the inside.

After a while, the door inside opened, and a person came out.

This person has never seen it.

The other party took a look and asked, "Are you Xiaomei's younger brother?"

"Well, where's my sister? Isn't he in there?"

"She went to turn on the water, and she will be back in a while, or you can go to her, it's in the front room, next to the boiling water room."

When talking, he pointed to the tile-roofed houses that were emitting smoke from the kitchen in the distance.

"Oh, thank you!"

Yang Xiaole thanked her and walked over there.

Actually not far.

When they got to the place, they saw Yang Xiaomei queuing up to fetch water, next to a tall Jiang Yan.

"Sister! Yang Xiaomei!"

Yang Xiaole stood at the door and yelled at her.

Hearing the sound, Yang Xiaomei turned her head and was surprised: "Xiaole, Yanyan, you can hit me up, I'll go out."

Jiang Yan nodded, and took the other party's thermos bottle.

After coming out, Yang Xiaomei felt strange for a while: "Xiao Le, why are you here?"

"Brother and I went to the city, we stopped by to see you, have you gone home yet?"

"I went home and brought some sauce back. I just arrived at school not long ago!"

Yang Xiaole nodded, looked around and said quietly; "Go, go out, I'll take you to eat something delicious."

After speaking, he motioned for the lunch box in his hand.

Meals are being kept warm on the stove, and now is the time to eat.

Xiaomei looked at the boiling water room behind her, hesitated and asked, "Can you take Yanyan with you! She is so pitiful."

Yang Xiaole frowned.

What time is this and still be a bad guy.

If something goes wrong, it will be troublesome.

"Let's forget it, let's talk about it when we have a chance in the future! I brought some meat!"

Hearing what he said, the eldest sister nodded: "OK, I'll tell her, and I'll be back in a while."

After finishing speaking, he went in for a while, and then ran out: "Let's go!"

The two walked out of the school.

Passing by the playground, looking at the clay stove, he asked curiously: "You also want to make steel here?"

"Well, we have to do it too, the higher-ups have informed us."

Yang Xiaole nodded.

Came outside the school, walked forward for a while, and sat down by the edge of a wood.

He took out the food in the lunch box and handed it to her.

"Eat it!"

The eldest sister took the thing and opened it, her eyes lit up.

"Third, where did you come from? So much meat!"

"Eat it for you, and I won't give it to you if I ask next time. Eat it or not, or I will take it away."

"Eat, why eat!"

After speaking, he started to eat.

Fearing that people would see it, the two changed to two more hidden places.

"Mum, can they eat it too?"

Yang Xiaole shook her head: "If I can't eat it, I don't want to. It's troublesome for the people in the village to feed them. It's not like you don't know your mother's temperament. You have to ask questions."

Hearing this, the eldest sister also slowed down when she was eating.

"Are you selling things again?"

"Well, but I won't go to the black market in the future. The things we get are specially delivered to people's doors, so it won't be so dangerous. Don't talk nonsense, and my mother is not allowed to talk, otherwise I really don't care about you in the future."

Yang Xiaomei nodded slightly when she heard the words.

Eating quietly.

Thinking of what the eldest sister said just now, he asked: "By the way, why did you call Jiang Yan together just now!"

Yang Xiaomei swallowed the food in her mouth, and said slowly: "Oh, I thought she was from the countryside, but she is actually from the city, but she is an orphan and grew up in an orphanage. She can go to school because of their principal." Grandpa paid for it himself!

However, the dean's grandfather also has children at home, and his ability is limited, and after she comes to school here, she can no longer eat the meals in the orphanage.

She eats some pickles every day, and hardly ever buys vegetables.

Worse than me.

But she's really good at studying, she's taken the exams, and I always ask her if I don't understand. "

Yang Xiaole nodded.

I didn't expect that the other party was the same poor person as I was in my previous life, but even though I didn't eat well at that time, at least I could eat enough.

As for Jiang Yan's study is so good, it's not too surprising.

There is no shortage of hardworking and talented people in any era.

However, the previous grades were in elementary school, and it is another matter to wait for junior high school and high school.

Even he doesn't have the confidence that he will be able to top the list after entering junior high school and high school. After all, his foundation is there, but he will definitely not be bad.

Some people get 100 points in the test, that's true because the paper only has 100 points.

Then she gave her an annoyed look, "If I don't give you some money, you'll just eat soy sauce every day. By the way, did mother give you money? Don't take it, you'll reveal your secrets when the time comes."

Yang Xiaomei chuckled: "Don't worry, I'm not stupid, mother gave me 2 cents this week!"

Yang Xiaole nodded slightly.

There is this possibility.

It doesn't look like much each time, but this is only for a week, and there are still many years!
We must save money.

It's already dusk when the elder sister is full.

After thinking for a while, he took out an oiled paper bag and handed it to her: "Eat a little to dissipate the taste in your mouth. This one doesn't cost a ticket. When you're free, buy a little less and eat it secretly."

There are not many things, only half a catty.

Yang Xiaomei took the things, smelled them, and her eyes lit up.

Opening it and looking at the shortbread, I was happy for a while, took out a piece and took a bite, with a satisfied expression on my face.

Then put the things away: "Well, I'm full just now, I'll eat this later."

Seeing that it was dusk, Yang Xiaole was ready to leave.

Otherwise, it will be too late to get home.

"I won't tell you anymore, I'll go back first."

Putting away the lunch box, he got up and stood up.

The two walked in the direction of the school.

Walking on the road, Yang Xiaole explained to her some precautions, and she should not bring too many things to her in the future.

In the future, I always call her out to eat outside.

The eldest sister naturally agreed.

Separated at the school gate, Yang Xiaole walked towards the main road.

I just walked for a while, and the bus to the city just happened to come, and I took another journey.

It was almost eight o'clock when I got home.

Passing by Yang Guangping's house, he heard Xiaohu's voice and glanced curiously, a little strange, why did this guy come back?
He ignored him and walked towards the house.

Back home, several people were enjoying the shade in the yard. Wang Qiuju was relieved to see him come back.

"Why are you back so late? What are you holding in your hand?"

Yang Xiaole said with a smile, "It's nothing, just a little something, and I went into the main room after talking."

But Xizi and Xiaoli knew that there must be something good, so they followed in.

Seeing this, Wang Qiuju got up and went to fasten the door of the room. When she came back, she put away the pony and followed her in, shaking her cattail fan.

After lighting the kerosene lamp, Yang Xiaole took out the peach crisps.

"One piece per person, no more taking, no talking."

Exactly four yuan, more than half a catty.

The two little guys happily took a piece and ate there without saying a word.

Xiaoli lost her teeth, she broke them open with her hands and ate bit by bit.

Yang Xiaole handed a piece of peach cake to Wang Qiuju: "Mother, let's eat quickly."

Wang Qiuju took the peach cake without moving, but frowned and asked, "Are you selling fish again? How much did you sell for? By the way, how is your elder brother going?"

Yang Xiaole knew that she was very conflicted.

Worried about his own safety and wanted money, otherwise he wouldn't let himself go to the city with his eldest brother.

He sat there with the last piece of shortbread and ate it.

She smiled and said, "Mother, don't worry, I'll tell you slowly, this time I'm going to the city..."

Then the process was roughly described.

The main point is to send fish to Hua's family, not to the black market.

While talking, he looked at the ruby ​​on the table, which was left by Yang Guangzhi when he exchanged gold.

Gold shops do not accept.

Subconsciously took it over and played with it.

But after playing with the thing for a while, he paused and looked at the soybean-sized gemstone in his hand.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

Yang Guangzhi held it before, and he hadn't touched it since he came back. He had a strange feeling after touching it just now.

"I'm asking you a question! Where's the money?"

While thinking, Wang Qiuju's voice pulled back his thoughts.

Yang Xiaole let go of the feeling in her heart, and prepared to try it later, but the gemstone did not loosen in her hand.

The bank doesn't accept it, and no one in the family cares.

Then he took out 6 yuan and handed it to her: "My brother was there when I delivered the fish, 3 cents a catty, and I bought some things, that's all. By the way, why did Xiaohu come back?"

"Oh, I got into a fight with someone and was driven back from the construction site."

Wang Qiuju muttered, counting money there.

Yang Xiaole was delighted to hear the words, and was driven back after only going out for a few days.

This time I lost face.

Xizi next to him suddenly said, "During dinner tonight, Xiaohu was muttering, asking how did Uncle find a job for Eldest Brother?"

Yang Xiaole raised her eyebrows: "Oh, what did mother say?"

"What are you talking about? What's there to say? I asked her, Tian Cuihua, why no one knew about Yang Lan's work for them, and they kept doing it. She was full all day long. She still has the face to ask. "

After counting the money, Wang Qiuju stuffed it into her pocket and said something.

Then he muttered: "To be honest, I really don't know how her face is so long. If you say that the fourth family asks this, it's fine. After all, he and your uncle were also born by the same father, but the second family is from the same family. How did you have the face to ask?"

As he spoke, he shook his head speechlessly.

At this moment, he remembered: "Have you eaten yet? Are you hungry? I left a meal for you. Soak it in boiling water."

"Forget it, you guys eat, I'm not hungry, there are steamed buns to eat on the way."

At this moment, he was anxious to go to the space to see what was going on!And on the way, he also went into the space to eat a little bit.

At the same time, he was thinking, how to tell his wife about work!
Headache.

(End of this chapter)