There is a small and short footrest beside the bed, and the bed is covered with a fine brocade quilt and two indigo square pillows.
"Wow, what a big bed!" Song Douding jumped off Song Weifeng as soon as he saw the canopy bed.
Touch here, rub there.
Everywhere I look I find something new.
Song Weifeng also took a closer look, "It's really good-looking. I don't think I've seen the style in this town before."
Their beds all have simple cloud patterns, but the pattern here seems to be the pattern of some kind of flower.
It's prettier than moiré.
"It is combined with some patterns from Qingjing Province." Zhou Ziyan explained, "Master Wu from the northwest of the city is really good at his craftsmanship, and he made it so beautifully."
He used to use the throne Arhat bed, which was large and luxurious in style.
But it would be too ostentatious if placed in Maminggou, and it would be expensive to make.
So he chose the canopy bed that people in Maminggou usually use, but slightly changed the pattern. Unexpectedly, the uncle actually made it!
And it's very beautifully done!
Zhou Ziyan opened the book-shaped round-corner cabinet and took out a small bundle.
"Douding, come here and try it." Taking the goose yellow shirt in his hand, Zhou Ziyan gestured to Song Douding, "Well... this color is really good."
Fresh and cute, most suitable for children as big as Douding.
Song Douding ran over, pointed at the clothes in Zhou Ziyan's hand, and then pointed at himself, "Master, did you give it to me?"
Zhou Ziyan pushed the clothes to him, "Of course it's for you, try it on?"
"I'll go right away!" Song Douding took the clothes in Zhou Ziyan's hands and ran out the door.
Zhou Ziyan shouted from behind: "What are you doing running so far away?! There are no outsiders here!"
Song Douding didn't even look back, "Douding is shy!"
"Seven years old, what is there to be shy about? It's really..." Zhou Ziyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Song Weifeng coughed lightly, "Douding always has many ideas, brother Zhou, don't you know that?"
When Douding was three years old, I always helped him bathe himself.
Later, I don't know what Douding heard about, and he was not allowed to help no matter what.
He also said that from now on he would take baths by himself, even if he drowned, he would not need help from his brother.
After saying this, he was naturally beaten by his father.
But from then on, Douding did all the things he could do by himself, never letting him, his older brother, help him.
"He doesn't have many ideas. He clearly has many evil ideas and is a little kid. I really don't know how Uncle Song raised you. You two brothers really have two personalities." Zhou Ziyan smiled and opened the second baggage.
Inside was the camel-colored cloak.
The material is as smooth as running water and feels silky and slightly cool when placed in the palm of your hand.
But Zhou Ziyan didn't know how to open his mouth and give it away.
Could it be that I said to Wei Feng like I did just now: Wei Feng, I bought some clothes for you, go and try them on.
Gee, that seems too casual.
Song Weifeng kept paying attention to Zhou Ziyan's side and found that he was staring blankly at a big cloak. He couldn't help but walk over and asked, "Brother Zhou, what are you thinking about?"
"I think - no, it's nothing." Song Weifeng took the test too close, and Zhou Ziyan subconsciously put the burden on him again.
He was so cautious and uneasy, nothing like his usual temperament.
It's a pity that the baggage was closed too late, Song Weifeng had already seen the big cloak.
It's just a piece of clothing. Why does Brother Zhou open and close it?
But this was Zhou Ziyan's own thing, so he didn't want to ask more.
After coming and going, Song Douding had already changed into new clothes.
Wearing new yellow clothes, she rushed over to show them off.
"Brother, does it look good? Does it look good?" Song Douding opened his arms and turned around in front of Song Weifeng.
Before Song Weifeng could say anything, he turned to Zhou Ziyan next to him and said, "Master, does it look good? Does it look good?"
Zhou Ziyan looked around Song Doudingzai carefully and nodded with satisfaction, "It looks good, it does look good. Master's taste is nothing to say."
"Be careful, don't tear your clothes apart as soon as you put them on." Song Weifeng knew Song Douding's nature well, and was afraid that Song Douding's new clothes would turn into rags after only one day of wear.
"No way! Master gave it to me, I will keep it well!" Song Douding's nose turned up to the sky, and her sharp eyes discovered that Zhou Ziyan still had a small baggage under his hand, "Master, why do you still have a small baggage? There is Not another dress!"
"this......"
Zhou Ziyan didn't expect Song Douding's eyes to be so good, so he could only reopen the small baggage in front of Song Weifeng.
Anyway, they have been seen, so just send them out!
He took out the camel-colored long-sleeved shirt and brown undershirt and pushed it toward Song Weifeng.
Zhou Ziyan deliberately looked away, "I bought this for Wei Feng, try... try it?"
Song Weifeng looked at the clothes being pushed in front of him, a little stunned, "..."
Brother Zhou bought this for him?
How could you be so good... you actually bought him clothes...
Song Douding thought it was much simpler, and quickly urged Song Weifeng to put it on and take a look, "Brother, brother, please put it on quickly!"
This way both brothers will have new clothes!
Song Weifeng picked up the clothes, the fabric in his hands was as smooth as water, "Brother Zhou, can I try it too?"
"Ah! Try...try." Zhou Ziyan exhaled a thick breath.
Song Weifeng left with a smile.
As soon as Song Weifeng left, Zhou Ziyan immediately grabbed Song Douding on the bed and discussed it with Song Douding angrily, "Next time you see something, tell me in advance and don't yell."
This damn kid has a loud voice. If this happens again, his heart may stop working.
"Hehe, hehe!" Lying in the comfortable big bed, Song Douding couldn't bear his instinct and rolled around, causing wrinkles on the flat quilt.
Zhou Ziyan held Song Douding down and asked, "Did you hear that?"
Song Douding grabbed Zhou Ziyan's pillow and raised his feet, "Master, are you nervous?"
"No!" Zhou Ziyan raised his voice, his cheeks flushed, and he couldn't help but wave his fan to cool himself down, "How could I be nervous? Are you kidding me?"
"Huh, you all treat Douding like a child, but in fact Douding knows everything." Song Douding snorted, turned over and turned to his back, "Douding knows everything! You can't fool my little Douding!"
"You know the devil." Song Douding was so stinky that Zhou Ziyan couldn't stand it anymore, so he started to tickle him.
Song Douding didn't expect Zhou Ziyan to be a swindler. He couldn't dodge and was scratched, "Oh, oh, oh, oh!"
Song Weifeng changed his clothes, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Brother Zhou and Douding fighting on the bed.
However, Song Douding was young after all, and was being pressed and tickled by Zhou Ziyan. He couldn't escape no matter what, and was desperately begging for mercy.
"Brother Zhou, take a look, what do you think?" Song Weifeng knocked on the door frame and drew the attention of the two people on the bed to himself.
This was the first time he wore clothes of this color.
He held the cuffs tightly with both hands, not sure if they looked good or not.
Song Douding pushed his Master Zhou away and stood up from the bed, "Brother, you look good!"
His little shoes had long been kicked off, and now he was standing barefoot on his wife's bed, stepping on them everywhere.
So slippery.
Song Weifeng lowered his head and looked at his sleeves, and walked into the house while looking at it, "This material is really good, it's slippery."
He usually doesn't choose too bright colors when choosing clothes. This is the first time he wears such fancy clothes.
It feels like pretty good.
"It's really good-looking." Zhou said he admired his own vision.
The meticulous magnolia embroidery is meandering and shaped, and there is gold thread processing at the corners.
The lining is the same style of tea-white mango beaded double-breasted undershirt, and a thin tasseled necklace.
Song Weifeng's temperament is pure, calm and peaceful.
So when I was walking just now, my body moved with the wind, causing my clothes to sway with layers of lines.
Just as Zhou Ziyan had imagined before, the magnolia pattern slowly unfolded.
Pure white and sound, simple and elegant.
"Brother Zhou, are you really good-looking?" Song Weifeng walked over to Zhou Ziyan, stroking the side tassels of his belt.
The light fragrance of his body and the fragrance of his clothes came to Zhou Ziyan's nose.
Zhou Ziyan moved his nose and looked slightly uncomfortable, "It's really good-looking. I don't usually see you wearing bright colors. Now it seems that I can try more other colors in the future."
I was conservative when I bought it.
Next time I can try a brighter color for Wei Feng, maybe it will look better.
After receiving Zhou Ziyan's praise, Song Weifeng was happy, "Thank you, Brother Zhou. Douding and I like it very much."
"I like it, I like it very much!" Song Douding nodded frequently.
"That's enough, you Song family helped me a lot, so buying two clothes is nothing." Zhou Ziyan touched Song Douding's head again, "From now on, Douding will be better than anything else as long as he studies hard!"
Song Weifeng took Song Douding off the bed and said, "Brother Zhou, it's past noon now. Please close the door and take a rest. It's been a busy day today."
Song Weifeng didn't say anything, but Zhou Ziyan didn't feel tired yet.
But when Song Weifeng mentioned this, he suddenly felt soreness in his back, leg cramps, and wanted to yawn.
I just want to lie down on the spot and go to sleep.
"Sure." He said whatever he said. As soon as he felt sleepy, Zhou Ziyan started to yawn, "You guys should go back and rest too. Wei Feng has to go back to the academy in the afternoon, so don't delay."
Zhou Ziyan sent Song Weifeng and Song Douding to the gate.
Song Douding changed back into his old clothes and hugged the new clothes without letting go, "Goodbye, Master!"
"Don't forget to come to class tomorrow. If you're late again, I'll beat you up." Zhou Ziyan 'threatened' Song Douding, and after they left, he closed the door of his house with his own hands.
Looking at the suddenly deserted Zhou residence, Zhou Ziyan let out a small breath, "The weather is getting colder and colder."
Qingjing Province is far in the north and will only be mentioned after dinner.
From today on, he is a serious Maminggou person.
Song Weifeng held Song Douding and walked slowly on the way home.
The Song family and Zhou residence are not far apart, but they still have to walk two corners to get there.
Song Douding jumped over the small puddles on the ground one after another, "Brother, what do you want me to give to the master?"
The Master gave him new clothes, so he had to give the Master something in return!
"Do you have any money?" Song Weifeng said with a smile.
Song Douding suddenly became depressed, "No."
The few copper coins he saved now would definitely not be able to buy anything good.
Song Weifeng rubbed Song Douding's bun, "You can give it to yourself, as long as it is made with your heart, Master Zhou will definitely like it."
"Really?" Song Douding was happy again when he heard that he could use no money, "Then what should I do..."
Song Weifeng let Song Douding think slowly.
Brother Zhou can't spend money in vain, he has to give something in return.
The two brothers thought over and over again for the same purpose.
I haven't thought about Song Weifeng going back to the academy in the evening and Song Douding getting up to go to class the next day.
But it's okay, it's just their little secret.
On the day of class, Song Douding got up early and put on the clothes Zhou Ziyan bought for him.
After drinking a bowl of porridge in the Song family kitchen, he hurriedly grabbed his small bookcase and ran to Zhou Ziyan's house.
He also met his friends on the way.
Five children, all wearing identical clothes, stood in the alley, attracting attention.
The woman who was sitting at the door picking vegetables saw this and felt curious, "Song family, what are you doing? Why are you all wearing the same clothes?"
"Aunt Liu, we have to go to class!" Song Douding stopped and bowed his hands.
Others also followed suit and each of them added: "This is our uniform uniform."
"Master bought it, we didn't even have to spend any money!"
"It's so beautiful, so soft!"
"Ouch!" Aunt Liu hurriedly put down the dishes in her hands, wiped the water stains on her hands, and stood up to salute like them, "The master you are talking about is the master Zhou?"
Master Zhou, the son of the Song family, and the daughter of the Wang family are famous in their alley!
Now the whole south of the city knows that there are two children in Chunliu Lane who have been praised by the magistrate!
"Exactly, exactly!" Song Douding put his hands behind his back like a little adult, "Master has set up a private school, and today is our first day of class."
Aunt Liu was stunned for a moment, "A private school? What is a private school? Is it that kind of academy?"
"Hey! It's a small private school!" Song Douding pulled his friends and started running, "Aunt Liu, we are going to be late!! Let's go first! Let's talk next time!"
"Ouch, run slower, run slower! Don't fall!" Aunt Liu watched the five children disappearing away, then picked up the vegetables in the basket again, "Private schools are just private schools, why is there a private school? Name..."
The neighbors who had been watching for a while came out and gathered together to chat.
"Hey, have you heard of this school?"
"I've only heard of many private schools in Fucheng. Rich families will invite their masters directly to their homes. It seems that they only teach the children of their own clan."
"I thought only academies can study, but it turns out there are private schools."
Aunt Liu thought about it for a moment, "Hey, tell me, can our children also go to that... private school?"
When other people heard this, they thought it was a good idea.
The academy is too expensive and too far away for ordinary people like them to afford it.
But this private school is located in an alley. Even if you can't learn anything, you can still learn a few words!
"Hey! There's a way!"
"But can Mr. Zhou accept it?"
"Let's ask first if we want to accept it or not! What are we afraid of?"
"That's true, but let's wait a little longer and see how Song Jiazi and the others are doing in class."
"You are right..."
Zhou Ziyan also got up early, cooked a bowl of rice porridge, and cleaned himself up.
Remove the door blocking rod and leave the door open a crack to prevent the five children from knocking on the door loudly later.
After doing this, Zhou Ziyan took the books, pens, ink, paper and inkstones he had bought a long time ago and placed them on the five small desks in the courtyard.
A table with two writing brushes, a piece of ink, and a paperweight.
Enough for these five children.
Looking at the desk that suddenly became bookish, Zhou Ziyan seemed to have heard the chirping voices of the five children.
"..."
No, it's a real voice, not imaginary!
In the blink of an eye, the door of Zhou's house was pushed open forcefully.
Five children scrambled in through the door.
"Master, we are here!"
"Master, you are not late!"
"Good morning, Master!"
Zhou Ziyan flicked his wide sleeves, lifted his robe and sat down, "Everything is fine, everything is fine, I'm not late, I'm not late. Sit down quickly."
"Why!"
The five voices agreed crisply, and they all sat down with their small bags.
Others wrapped them in soft cloth and stuffed them into the holes in the desks.
Song Douding sat down in his seat, but he couldn't put his small book box into the desk.
Song Douding: "..."
Wow, I should have known better not to bring such a big book box with me!
Zhou Ziyan felt helpless, "Song Douding, just put your book box at your feet."
"Yes!" Song Douding felt aggrieved, but could only do this.
Zhou Ziyan also gave himself a taller than ordinary bill... a high bill, just enough for his upper body to rest on it.
The height is just right, neither too high nor too short.
Zhou Ziyan smiled and knocked on the table, "You promised me earlier that you would learn to read with Douding in advance. Today is the first day of class. We won't learn anything. Come on, come up one by one and tell us what your names are. , what do you like most, what do you dislike least, and what have you learned from Douding."
The little carrot heads below all widened their eyes.
We started investigating them so quickly!
Chapter 35
Zhou Ziyan took a look and decided to order them according to their seats, "Girl, you should be the first one. When you say it, stand up and face everyone."
When it comes to sitting, the five children choose their own seats.
Wang Xiaoniu is short and usually likes to stand in front of everyone, so naturally she sat in front this time.
As a result, he became the first student to stand up.
Pang Pangshan, who was sitting in the back, covered his mouth and tried hard not to laugh out loud.
I never thought being tall could be such a good thing!
Wang Xiaoniu stood up slowly, "..."
What does Dashan usually eat? Grow so tall!
When will she grow taller? She will have to stand behind her in the future.
Zhou Ziyan folded his hands and waited leisurely.
Although Wang Xiaoniu wanted to run away, she didn't dare in front of Zhou Ziyan. She could only grab the corner of her clothes and whispered: "My, my name is Wang Xiaoniu, and I live in Chunliu Lane, Maminggou... "
Oops, she is usually very courageous!
But for some reason, now that she was wearing these clothes and sitting at the small desk, she suddenly lost the courage she had before.
Master Zhou was obviously so gentle, but now he seems to be different.
"Little girl, speak louder." Zhou Ziyan knocked on the table with a paperweight, "You didn't sound like this in the county government before."
"Then...that's different..." Wang Xiaoniu said.
At that time, she just had the courage to go to court. She didn't know where she got the courage.
She also had nightmares for several days afterwards, all of which were about her being beaten by the magistrate until her butt was bloody and bloody.
"It's nothing different, there's no one else here." While Zhou Ziyan encouraged Wang Xiaoniu, he also encouraged other children, "The road to study is difficult and deserted, so those of us who study should have confidence. Only with confidence can we believe that we can overcome all difficulties. Only then can we not fall into the abyss of glory and be rewarded with the blooming of peach blossoms."
These children are still young and have not seen big scenes, so they can understand their sudden timidity.
But in the future, entering the examination room, participating in the literati poetry meeting, etc., which one is not a big occasion?
When the time comes, hundreds of people will be looking at me, and I can no longer afford stage fright.
Therefore, qualities such as courage and boldness must be cultivated from an early age.
Song Douding raised his hand, "Master, Master, I'm brave, I'll go first!"
When he chose his position, he chose the second row. Now he can only wait, and he doesn't want it!
If you let yourself stand up and speak, you will definitely be able to speak very well!
Zhou Ziyan asked Song Douding to sit down, "I said in order, in order. Sit down honestly. If you stand up now, how will you let this girl handle herself?"
Song Douding had no chance, so he could only sit down and encourage Wang Xiaoniu in a low voice, "Little girl, don't be afraid!"
Wang Xiaoniu clenched her little fists, and her voice was much louder this time, "My name is Wang Xiaoniu! I live in Chunliu Lane. I like to be a female dressmaker and embroider purses the most. I hate... butcher Zhang the most!"
"I, I memorized the first twenty paragraphs of the Three-Character Sutra."
After talking about her personal situation, Wang Xiaoniu started to recite the "Three Character Classic" again.
Stumbling, but the volume never diminishes.
Zhou Ziyan listened and nodded with satisfaction.
I memorized a lot of mistakes, but it's okay.
The second person to stand up was Jiang Qingqing.
Perhaps because of his experience with Wang Xiaoniu, Jiang Qingqing was much more relaxed than Wang Xiaoniu. He introduced himself with a tender voice: "Student Jiang Qingqing lives in Chunliu Lane. His family is a winemaker and he has been making wine for several major restaurants in the south of the city. I most like to go out and play, and hate being locked up at home by my parents."
Jiang Qingqing memorized two or three less paragraphs of the Three-Character Classic than Wang Xiaoniu.
But the quality is better than Wang Xiaoniu.
Zhou Ziyan asked Jiang Qingqing to sit down, and it was Jiang Qingqing's turn to be the second stick behind him.
Ergun has always been taciturn, but this time he changed from his normal state, "Back to Master, my name is Ergun. I live in Chunliu Lane. My parents died young, and there are only one pair of grandparents in the family. I don't like anything, and I don't dislike anything. . Douding taught us the Three Character Classic, and I memorized it all."
Song Douding tilted his head and looked at Ergun, in disbelief, "You've memorized them all?! Really?"
"Yeah!" Ergun nodded vigorously and started reciting the Three Character Sutra with his hands behind his back.
As he said, he memorized it all in one go.
Although he made a lot of mistakes, Ergun couldn't read before, but now he can memorize the entire Three Character Classic. It can be said that he didn't work hard.
"Okay!" Zhou Ziyan couldn't help but applaud Ergun, "Ergun, have you ever complained about your current life? Your parents died early and you can only live with your grandparents."
"No." Ergun didn't understand why the master asked, but he shook his head honestly, "I was still young when my parents left. That was fate and there was no way to change it. But my grandma is old and can still raise me until I grow up. I'm grateful for being so old. That's why I want to study, earn a good future, and let my grandparents enjoy happiness."
Zhou Ziyan asked Ergun to sit down and said with a smile: "Then you must study hard. If you study, you can earn the future you want."
"Yes, Master!" Ergun's eyes were bright, as if he had already seen the scene of grandma enjoying happiness.
Behind the two sticks is Song Douding.
After all, Song Douding studied for nearly two months more than the other four children, and ranked first in both fluency and accuracy.
Pang Pangshan finally stood up, "Hello, Master, my name is Pang Pangshan, and I am the oldest here. I am the eldest son in the family, and I have a pair of younger siblings. I like boxing, running, and least like sitting... Hehe, but I can read. If you do, you'll be fine if you sit there all day."
Pang Pangshan had read books before and studied the Three Character Classic for a period of time, so his recitation level was second only to Song Douding.
Zhou Ziyan was very happy.
These children really didn't lie. They must have worked hard these days to memorize it like this.
"Yes, everyone worked very hard, Master is very happy." Zhou Ziyan praised the five children one by one, and took out the "Thousand-Character Classic" to teach them how to read. "Douding has already learned these contents, but you also have to Just review it and don't be complacent just because you've already learned it, you know?"
Song Douding nodded seriously, "I understand."
Zhou Ziyan turned to the others, "As for you, you have to work harder in private and find a way to catch up with Douding. If you don't understand anything, you can ask Douding, or you can ask me. Douding, if you don't know how to answer, don't make it up. , come to me as soon as possible."
"Yes, Master!"
All five children answered in unison.
Zhou Ziyan turned around and used the charcoal in his hand to write the words he wanted to learn today on the square wooden board behind him.
Regular blackboards cannot be made in Daqing.
But Zhou Ziyan asked Master Wu to prepare a square wooden board, remove the burrs, and then cover it with black paint.
In this way, an extremely simple blackboard is made.
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive..." Zhou Ziyan used his jade fracture fan as a teaching stick and explained it word by word to the five children.
From time to time, I would also ask Song Douding to see if he remembered.
Song Douding did not disappoint Zhou Ziyan, answering every question perfectly and accurately.
The four children next to him looked envious.
They were all illiterate children before, but now Douding already knows so much knowledge.
How amazing.
The sound of Lang Lang reading could be heard from this small courtyard.
Pedestrians passing by Zhou's house couldn't help but slow down, wanting to listen carefully to the sound of reading inside.
"Master Zhou's private school looks really good." The neighbor rubbed his arms when he heard the sound of reading.
He only listened a few times before goosebumps appeared on his arms.
The companions looked at the vermilion wooden door of Zhou's house and thought: "Tell me, is the education in this school expensive? If it's not expensive, the children at home can come and learn a few characters."
"Don't talk about children, I want to go in and learn. Listen, this voice is so energetic." The passerby who was rubbing his arms became more and more excited as he listened, and directly put his head on the door, wanting to hear more, "Hey, This is the sound of reading. There are only a few children here, and it sounds so good. So, wouldn't the sound of reading in the academy sound even better?"
His companion pulled him up and said, "What are you thinking about? We have lived most of our lives. Why should we study? Make money and try to let our children go to school. Stop listening and leave quickly. If you don't leave, you will be late to do business." "
"Yes, yes, go quickly, go quickly."
Such a scene, there are sounds from time to time.
Everyone who passes by Zhou's house unconsciously slows down and wants to hear the sound of reading a few more times.
Their small alley now has a private school.
Moreover, the students in the private school are the children of their Chunliu Lane.
very nice.
With such a private school, it feels like the whole alley is filled with the aroma of books.
Throughout the morning, Zhou Ziyan taught them how to speak Chinese and understand Chinese characters.
At noon, since it was the first day of class, several children followed Zhou Ziyan to eat a little, took a short lunch break, and then started studying the arithmetic class he arranged.
Several children half a man's height were already shaking their heads and counting before they even knew a few words.
After learning arithmetic, Zhou Ziyan began to read some miscellaneous collections of unofficial histories, trying to broaden their knowledge and not limit them to those few books.
At the end of the day, the five children enjoyed this class the most.
I have never heard of any anecdotes or folk rumors from the past, it is so interesting.
There is also an etiquette lesson at the end.
No matter which dynasty or generation you belong to, everyone pays great attention to manners, so students' etiquette is also part of the scientific examination.
The five children had never learned etiquette properly, and they all did their first salute in an awkward manner.
But it's okay, it's ugly, just practice more and it'll be fine!
They are confident!
When it was Shen time, Zhou Ziyan ended the day's teaching and asked the children to pick up their things and go back to their homes.
After a day of school, all the children seemed to have their souls sucked away.
Lying on his small desk, motionless.
"I'm so tired..." Wang Xiaoniu murmured, "Why is it so difficult to study..."
She felt like she didn't learn anything in one day.
Jiang Qingqing felt the same way, "Those students who have passed the entrance examination are so amazing. How much knowledge do they know?"
They have just learned this little and already can't stand it.
Is it possible that those students who have passed the exams have become immortals?
Although Ergun didn't speak, he also found it difficult to study.
Pang Pangshan and Song Douding have basic knowledge, so it is quite easy to learn.
Seeing the appearance of my friends, I looked at each other and made a decision.
One by one, they picked up the children who were lying on the small desk.
Song Douding pinched his waist and said, "Get up quickly, stop dawdling, and come with me to review, otherwise you will forget all the words you learned today!"
"Get up quickly. Douding has learned more than us. Let him give us extra lessons and we will be able to do it." Pang Pangshan straightened the friends and helped them pack their things.
The three of them looked at each other and thought it made sense.
It's hard, just learn it!
Other students can learn it, and they are not stupid, so they can definitely do it too!
He quickly packed up his things and bowed to Zhou Ziyan, "Goodbye, Master!"
Zhou Ziyan chased after him and told them not to fall, "Hey, you haven't said what reward you want yet -"
He had previously promised the five little kids that if they could really learn from Douding in advance, they would be rewarded.
Now he wants to fulfill his promise, but these children don't know why, they run very fast.
"It's really..." Zhou Ziyan shook his head and locked the door of his house.
After the children left, he took his household registration and walked to the Yamen.
Today I have to go to the Yamen to register.
The tutor at Maminggou was an elderly master. When he heard that Zhou said he was here to register for a private school.
Even though it was difficult to walk, I immediately registered.
Zhou Ziyan looked at the records he had made and said in surprise: "Thank you for the advice."
I thought this trip would take a long time, but I didn't expect this old eunuch to act so neatly.
The old teacher stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Although I walk slowly, you cannot be slow in teaching and educating people. Master Zhou, as a teacher, must set an example and teach well."
Zhou Ziyan said, "It's natural."
With this record, his small Zhou Family School was listed on the government list and became the serious Maminggou School.
On the other side, five children were eager to go to the small open space to review.
Their small open space is actually a small open space inside the alley.
Chunliu Alley is not a smooth alley. It turns left and right, leaving a space in the middle to become a small square in the alley.
The imperial court planted a big banyan tree here, arranged it a little and moved some big stones, and it became a small place for residents to rest.
It is also an open space for children to play.
Before it gets dark, the open space is filled with residents who come out to chat and work.
Those who had a bench sat on the bench, and those who did not have a bench sat on the big rocks.
Grab a handful of melon seeds, or bring some female red wine, lower your head and start chatting.
"You know, the daughter-in-law of the old Wang family in the south has given birth to a big fat boy!"
"Really? Oh, Lao Wang has been looking forward to it for many years and finally has a grandson."
"The guy in the alley next door, the one who sells groceries, started to show his daughter other people's homes."
"Isn't his daughter just as young as hairpins? Isn't it time to start watching?"
"Make plans early!"
While they were chatting, they saw five children dressed exactly the same, running towards them in a hurry.
As soon as he came, he lay down under the big banyan tree, spread out the books in his hands, grabbed a wooden stick, and poked the mud on the ground.
When the residents saw it, they felt it was strange and pushed each other.
"Whose children are these? Why are they dressed exactly the same?"
"You don't know yet? Master Zhou came to the north of the lane and set up a private school. These students are all students in Master Zhou's private school. Well, the one over there is from the Jiang family, and the one over there is from the Song family. ...Oh, that's the Song family!"
When he heard about the Song family, the person who asked the question remembered, "Oh, that's the Song family who was commended by the county magistrate? Then isn't the girl next to him the Wang family's daughter?"
"It's them. Today is their first day of class."
Several people put down their work and looked at each other, "How about we sit closer?"
"There's no sunshine here. It's very cold. Sit closer. Sit closer."
Take the small bench and move it slowly.
Everyone couldn't understand why they were poking around in the mud with branches.
"What are they doing? Why are they poking at the mud with a stick?"
Those who understood a little bit understood it immediately.
"It looks like he is writing something. Look, the two sticks over there have written something."
"It seems like it's true. It's just the first day of class and I can already write!"
"Can you write on this muddy ground? Isn't it all written on paper?"
The residents in the alley couldn't help but tilted their heads and stared at the five children intently.
It turns out that you can write in the mud...
Seeing the five children studying hard, they seemed to feel a little bookish.
The five children, immersed in their revision, had no idea that they were already surrounded by uncles and aunts.
They are not stupid, they all know how expensive paper and pen are.
I couldn't bear to use paper and pen, so I stayed at Zhou's house and ran here by myself, using fallen branches as writing brushes.
Using the branches as pens and the mud as paper, I reviewed each word one by one.
It's okay to use a small wooden stick. As long as you can write, a wooden stick can also write well!
After silently learning a few words today, they looked up and saw that they were surrounded by uncles and aunts!
Song Douding threw away the branch in his hand and asked an aunt he knew, "Aunt Hua, what are you doing?"
It's so depressing to sit around them for whatever you're doing.
"Nothing, nothing. Isn't this a novelty for everyone to watch you write?" Aunt Hua put down the embroidery plate in her hand and called Song Douding over, "Douding, tell Auntie, what did you learn today? ? Then Master Zhou will give a lecture, okay?"
Song Douding scratched his cheek, "We learned a lot today, Aunt Hua, why do you ask?"
Aunt Hua paused and said, "Are you still recruiting students that week? The two children in my aunt's family have reached the age where they can read."
He is a brother who married in Chunliu Lane for many years before giving birth to two children.
Now that the baby has grown up, their family cannot let the two children go to the academy together, which is very annoying.
Unexpectedly, there was a private school in the alley. It was really a pillow for dozing off!
"I don't know. You have to ask about this." Song Douding answered honestly, "Aunt Hua, I will ask you tomorrow, but I may not accept it."
"Good boy, Aunt Hua's love for you is not in vain." Aunt Hua rubbed Song Douding's hair, "We will have dinner at Aunt Hua's house another day. Your two brothers will miss you."
Song Douding smiled, "Thank you, Auntie!"
After reviewing everything they had learned, the five children patted the dirt on their bodies, agreed on a time and place to meet tomorrow, and then went back to their respective homes.
Looking at the cheerful backs of other children, Wang Xiaoniu was a little unhappy.
Her family never came to pick her up, so she had no choice but to live in the Song family.
She didn't want to trouble Uncle Song all the time.
"Little girl, let's go." Song Douding took Wang Xiaoniu's hand and walked to Song's house.
"Dou Ding, why didn't my mother come to pick me up?" Wang Xiaoniu lowered her head, "Do they not want me anymore..."
"This..." Song Douding didn't know what to say.
In fact, Wang Xiaoniu and her second brother came here several times and gave some money to the old Song family to take good care of Xiaoniu.
Others... nothing was said.
Dad took the money, sighed heavily, and said nothing.
The two adults didn't speak, and he, a child, didn't even know what to say.
Song Douding avoided the topic and just said: "There is something delicious tonight, let's go home and eat first."
"Yeah." Wang Xiaoniu nodded sullenly.
When Ergun returned home, his grandma had already laid out the meal.
Grandpa was in poor health and ate early and lay down.
Grandma was still sitting at the table, lighting candles and collecting the soles of her shoes.
"Milk, I'm back." Ergun put away his things, carefully and carefully took off his clothes and put them aside.
After making sure that the clothes would not get stained, he sat down at the table.
"Two sticks...are you tired today?" Grandma squinted her eyes and pushed the candle forward, "Grandma made you your favorite food, eat it quickly."
Ergun picked up a brown rice bun and took a big bite, "Nai, I learned a lot today. I will tell you and grandpa later. When I grow up, I will definitely be able to earn money and let you live a good life." ."
Grandma took Ergun's hand and rubbed it with her rough palm, "Grandma, wait, Grandma, wait..."
When Pang Pangshan returned home, after eating, he was hooked by a pair of younger siblings.
I clamored to learn writing from my brother.
Pang Pangshan couldn't trouble them, so he found three tree branches, squatted on the ground, and told his younger siblings what he had learned during the day.
But his siblings were younger than Wang Xiaoniu and couldn't understand anything.
Even if you don't understand, you still insist on listening. It's not enough if Pang Pangshan doesn't speak.
Pang Pang Shan walked out of the kitchen wiping his hands, "Da Shan, just tell me. Your brothers and sisters have been waiting for you all day, and they want to know what you have learned."
"They don't understand." Pang Pangshan was a little unhappy.
If his younger siblings could understand, he would have said it, but they couldn't understand at all. Wasn't it a waste of time for him to talk?
Pang Pangshan Niang: "If you don't talk, they will definitely not understand, but if you talk, they will understand. Didn't you understand nothing before class? Master Zhou can talk, why can't you?" speak?"
Pang Pangshan was stunned.
Yes, he didn't understand anything before, but Master can explain it to him.
Why is he unwilling to talk about it when he comes to his siblings?
Seeing that his younger siblings were afraid of him being angry, and looked reserved and timid, Pang Pangshan slapped himself and squatted down again, "Come on, come on, brother, let me tell you this word..."
A few steps away from the Jiang family, Jiang Qingqing was laughed at by his brother as soon as he entered the door.
"Hey, our scholar is back." Brother Jiang was lying leisurely on the bed, eating melon seeds with Father Jiang, "Dad, Qingqing will be a scholar from now on, and we have to respect him. Otherwise, he will have a bad temper."
Father Jiang grabbed a handful of melon seeds and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't bury your brother. Qingqing is studying now and will be able to marry into a good family in the future. Not to mention Qingqing's blessings, our family can also ask for more gift money."
"Why, you want the gift money to marry me a wife?" Brother Jiang closed his eyes and hummed a tune, "I have to find someone beautiful and gentle. I can't be like Qingqing, who can't say a word and become big--ouch! Jiang Qingqing , why did you hit someone again!"
Jiang Qingqing stood on the bed and punched Jiang's brother, "Why did I hit you? Why did I hit you! Let you have sweet dreams, let you have sweet dreams. You can't do this kind of sweet dreams until you fall asleep at night. ?!"
Always thinking about getting him married.
Marry someone, marry someone, marry someone!
He, Jiang Qingqing, has no other use than getting married!
"Dad! Look at him!" The eldest brother of the Jiang family protected himself, but did not fight back and allowed Jiang Qingqing to beat him.
Father Jiang remained motionless and even ate a melon seed, "Qingqing, be gentle, your brother and I have to go make wine tomorrow."
Jiang's mother heard the two brothers making noises and walked out of the kitchen, holding an unwashed bowl in her hand. "Why are you two arguing again? It's so annoying that no one comes to help mother with the work. It's really embarrassing." I know what the point of raising you is!"
"Mom! Brother, he said he wanted me to get married again." Jiang Qingqing jumped out of bed and helped Jiang's mother to work.
But the Jiang family brother and Father Jiang were still lying on the bed eating melon seeds and humming a tune, unmoved.
Jiang's mother: "What's wrong with getting married? Which girl doesn't want to get married? You won't get married in the future?"
Jiang Qingqing said dissatisfied: "If you don't marry, I won't marry. I want to study!"
"You damn kid..." Mother Jiang grabbed Jiang Qingqing's ears and began to scold him for not marrying.
Jiang Qingqing pursed her lips and washed the dishes.
My ears were listening to my mother's teachings, but my heart was reciting what I had learned today.
Studying is much more fun than getting married. He and Wang Xiaoniu are still so young, and Wang Xiaoniu's family didn't even ask her to get married, so why should he have to get married!
Chapter 36
The next day, the five children wore exactly the same clothes and went to Zhou Ziyan's house hand in hand for class.
After yesterday's experience, the five children's learning status today is much better, and they have obviously adapted slowly.
At the end of the day, it's time for school to end in the evening.
Song Douding did not forget about Aunt Hua, and took the initiative to pull Zhou Ziyan's sleeve and help Aunt Hua ask about the matter, "Master, will you accept other students?"
"What? Are you here to be a lobbyist again?" Zhou Ziyan pinched Song Douding's cheek, "Who is it this time?"
Why does this kid like to do this kind of job-taking thing?
"It's Aunt Hua from the alley. His two children should learn Chinese calligraphy." Song Douding picked up his hands, "But Master, neither Aunt Hua nor I mean to force you. If you are not willing to accept it, I will tell her."
"Don't be busy yet." Zhou Ziyan sat down and thought about it carefully, "You told Aunt Hua that you really can't accept it now. You five have only gone to school for the second day. Everything is not on track. Now you are accepting too much. , I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you. Just ask Aunt Hua to wait."
Song Douding patted her butt and said, "Okay, then I'll tell Aunt Hua after school today."
The child wanted to learn to read from him, but Zhou Ziyan was indeed willing to accept it.
But the problem is that he himself has to take the imperial examination. There are too many students, so he may not be able to cover everything.
Zhou Ziyan suddenly discovered that it was really easy to set up a private school. All he had to do was go to the Yamen to register.
But the subsequent teaching issues are not that simple.
These children are willing to study and learn with him, and they may also be willing to pursue official careers in the future.
Other children in the alley may not choose this way.
Most of them just want to recognize a few words, learn arithmetic, and then have a good future.
In this case, the requirements for learning are not so high.
If we really accept other students, how to teach is a big problem.
"Perhaps..." Zhou Ziyan rubbed his temples, "We can find another wife to help share the burden..."
By the way, help him check the homework of these children from time to time.
In the next few days, Zhou Ziyan used the same rhetoric to reject many people who came to study.
We are all neighbors and have no intention of forcing Zhou to talk to himself.
Since Master Zhou said this, they thought it was reasonable, so they took their children back first.
They will come back after Master Zhou has settled down!
The five children went to school seriously.
The seventh day.
ninth day.
...
I don't know how many days passed, but they never stopped, rain or shine.
Slowly, everyone in Chunliu Lane accepted this fact.
They really opened a private school in Chunliu Lane... no, a private school!
And this private school doesn't even have a day off!
Zhou said to himself: "..."
He felt that he was wronged.
He had originally arranged a holiday, but the five children said nothing.
Reading feels so good that the children never want to miss a day.
Five students had requested this, so he, the teacher, couldn't be lazy, so he canceled the holiday.
Autumn rises in the east and sets in the west.
In a blink of an eye, the autumn colors in Daqing become darker and darker.
The residents of Chunliu Lane put on a few more layers of clothes, and their meals began to include autumn seafood, fruits and vegetables.
Palm-sized sea crabs, big pumpkins, and juicy autumn cabbages...
Children running in the alley, wearing braids, humming little songs and nibbling crispy lotus roots, "After autumn, after autumn! It's cold all night without any clothes!"
Zhou Ziyan's private school has gradually matured.
Classes were held at Chen hour, and he spent the whole morning studying various famous classics. He had lunch at Zhou's house, and in the afternoon he studied arithmetic, etiquette, and other miscellaneous subjects.
As for the six arts of a gentleman, one will be taught every other day.
You don't need to be proficient, but you need to get started.
The four children, through their unremitting efforts, finally caught up with Song Douding's progress.
Now you can discuss knowledge with Song Douding.
Zhou Zi said he was very pleased with this.
Another early morning, before Chen hour.
Zhou Ziyan packed up everything in the courtyard, opened the door, and prepared to welcome his primary school students.
But he never thought that there was another person standing outside the door.
Zhou Ziyan rubbed his eyes, feeling like he hadn't woken up yet, "Wei Feng, why are you here?"
In order to prepare for the children's examination, Ma Ming Academy directly canceled Xiu Mu.
Unless students have something urgent to do, they will not be allowed to ask for leave.
Song Weifeng himself stayed in the academy for a long time in order to calm down. If nothing happened at home, he would usually not come back.