Guandi Temple Village, the reason why it is called Guandi Temple Village, is because there is a temple of the martial saint Guan Yunchang in the village.

This temple was built by Guan Xiaojun's ancestor who had done the imperial history of Zuodu, and their old Guan family thought that they were the descendants of Guan Yu.

This temple is very generous, three before and after, there are pine ancient cypresses inside, there are carved stone tablets, in the Chongning Hall in the front yard, it is the Emperor Wusheng who is enshrined, there is still what the Spring and Autumn Building in the courtyard behind, the sword building or something, but after the revolution, all of them are destroyed and do not look like it.

The two statues of Guan Ping and Zhou Cang have also become statues of the disabled with missing arms and legs, the old Guan knife of Zhou Cangfu has long been gone, and the seal in Guan Ping's hand is also gone, and the two statues are now thrown in a corner of the front hall, covered with dust.

After the few sacred icons in the backyard were smashed and removed, the spare room became a classroom for the students in the village, and the Guandi Temple Primary School was built in such an ancient temple.

“a——”

In a first-grade classroom, a middle-aged woman with a slightly chubby figure and thinning hair is teaching students pinyin reading with a small stick in her hand, pointing to a few letters on a black blackboard.

There were more than two dozen dirty children sitting in the classroom, and the tattered desks were shabby with pencils, rough notebooks, and yellow-white erasers.

“a——”

The children followed the teacher aloud, and some of the children found it so funny that they shouted so loudly that the whole school could hear it.

The middle-aged woman on the stage continued: "O-"

The children continue to learn: "o-"

“e——”

“e——”

The most basic alphabet is instilled into the brains of students by teachers in the first grade.

Guan Xiaojun sat listlessly in the classroom, reading along with the teacher with the children in the classroom, feeling extremely absurd and ridiculous.

Let an adult soul with more than 40 years of life experience, to relearn the most basic pinyin alphabet, and this is a week after the start of school, only to learn nine letters, if you continue to learn at this rate, when is this a stop?

Guan Xiaojun felt anxious.

The chubby woman teaching in the classroom is Guan Xiaojun's aunt Guan Hongye, she is a very interesting woman, thick-skinned, broken-mouthed, likes to read books and newspapers, but has no culture.

She didn't recognize many words in the newspaper, so she asked someone, and the three or four teachers in the entire Guandimiao Primary School liked to see her jokes, sometimes deliberately saying that they didn't know, and then Guan Hongye began to ask one by one, until she understood it, and then the next time she encountered the same word, most of them would not recognize it, so she continued to ask.

This cycle repeats itself, and it has become the most important topic of conversation among school teachers.

Someone asked, can she be educated as a primary school teacher?

In fact, Guan Hongye really has no culture.

She was reckless, and when she was studying in a literacy class, she didn't learn much, that is, she could barely read and write.

But there are few literate people in the village, Guan Yunshan graduated from high school, but he is a person who wants to "do big things", and he doesn't look down on the position of primary school teacher at all, and this is still a substitute teacher, not a "public teacher", which makes him even more disdainful.

Therefore, the people in the village searched and searched, and the lame man pulled out the general, and found Guan Hongye, so Guan Hongye, who was barely literate, became a glorious people's teacher.

Nowadays, although the salary of a substitute teacher is not high, it is also better than that of ordinary people who do not have a job.

Besides, Guan Hongye, a woman in her forties, what can she do at home?

Being a teacher has a salary every month, and dozens of yuan is enough for the family to eat and drink, in this era, in fact, this is already a very good job.

Guan Hongye has always smiled at children, she never hits or scolds, and she can be called the most kind teacher in the whole school.

If you can't finish your homework, she won't scold you, but she will nag you, talk about you today, talk about you tomorrow, and the head of the person who says it hurts, and even the children in the first grade can't stand it, so they obediently hand in their homework on time.

After teaching a few pinyin letters, Guan Hongye asked the children to read by themselves, she walked out of the classroom, and after a while, her head poked out of the door, "Don't read it yet, there are tricks in the village, let's go and see it!"

As soon as the children heard that there was a showman, they immediately closed their textbooks and followed Guan Hongye outside the school to see the excitement.

A teacher, who is not good at teaching, actually leads students to watch juggling during class time, which is unimaginable after decades, but this kind of thing has really happened, but Guan Hongye can do it.

Guan Xiaojun looked funny, closed the notebook in his hand, and walked towards the village with his classmates.

After walking out of the school, you can hear the sound of gongs faintly coming from the center of the street, and as you walk along the street, you can see a group of people in the village gathered together, standing on the side of the street to watch the excitement.

At this time, every time there is a slack season, there will be some rural artists in the countryside who walk the streets and alleys to perform programs for the villagers and earn some money, of course, there are also scammers.

There are those who talk fast books, those who sing big drums, those who sing pendant books, those who play monkeys, those who talk about cards and fortune telling, those who sell insect medicine, those who step on stilts, those who do magic, and those who play tricks, break boulders on their chests, and play with golden guns to lock their throats.

These people brought great pleasure to the barren spiritual life of the countrymen.

Whenever this time is the time when the children in the whole village are the happiest, the children like to see freshness the most, these jugglers, they can't go to the village several times a year, and they look fresh.

These rural artists, in this era, perform midnight shows, and they can't earn a few dollars, and the villagers are reluctant to give money, so they generally scoop two bowls of grain from home to them, some give corn, some give wheat, and so on.

And these performers also carry cloth bags with them, and they don't force them to ask for anything you give, but when a village comes over, they almost earn a good bag of grain, which is a lot.

At this time, there is a horse-drawn carriage running along the street on the street, the car is loaded with several boxes, and there is a child standing on the box, the child is holding a small hammer and striking the gong fiercely, the sound of the gong is rattling, knocking along the east and west streets of Guandimiao Village, knocking back and forth several times, and finally stopping in the small square in front of the entrance of Guandimiao Primary School.

Guan Xiaojun glanced at it a few times and knew that this was an artist performing martial arts and acrobatics, and at this time, he was beating the gong to open the way in order to gather more audiences, and if it was a show, it would be evening.

Because only in the evening, the villagers have leisure time to watch their performances, and the lights are dim at night, which is also conducive to them to play some tricks.

Guan Xiaojun didn't look at it anymore, and after returning home, he went directly to Guan Zizai.

During this time, he followed Guan Zizai to learn martial arts and plant flowers, and was urged very tightly by Guan Zizai, and the requirements for him became more and more strict, as if to see how much potential Guan Xiaojun had.

When he arrived at Guan Zizai's yard, the old man was pruning the flower branches, and when he saw Guan Xiaojun coming back, he smiled and said, "Good boy, why did you skip class today?"

Guan Xiaojun smiled and said: "Isn't there a show of power in the village, Aunt Hongye's grandmother directly let us get out of class and watch the excitement." ”

Guan Zizai scolded with a smile: "Hongye, this kid is fooling around, what's so good about selling tricks? These people who sell art in the countryside may have a little kung fu, but the real masters basically won't have them, and you have to pay attention to see if they have children, if they have children, nine times out of ten they are bought children." ”

When he said this, he thought about it and said to Guan Xiaojun: "If they really have children, you can tell your grandfather Hongda, just say what I said, let him pay more attention, it's really not okay to interrogate, it's best to tell the police station in advance." ”