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Wang Zhuoyun looked at it with a surprised gaze.

However, Zeng Anxin squinted his eyes after speaking, and continued to taste the taste of tea, but he didn't see it.

Mr. You nodded, his face full of admiration.

"Wang Gongzi guessed correctly, it was wild tea and snow water, but what surprised me was, peace of mind little girl, you could think of this...... Maybe it has something to do with your experience......"

His mind was racing, thinking of what happened to Zeng Anxin's family, thinking of Zeng Anxin's previous and current changes, and he concluded that she had experienced setbacks, grew up, and naturally her mood matured.

Shangguan Haoran leaned over with a shy face, "Sir, why don't you ask me?"

The corners of Mr. You's mouth seemed to be raised, "Oh, Shangguan Gongzi also has income, let's hear it?"

Shangguan Haoran immediately smiled, and his eyes directly turned into a slit, "I really have a suggestion to tell Mr., your teacup is too small, it's not enough to drink, I was extremely thirsty just now, it's useless to drink this small sip, Mr. You, can you give me all that pot of tea?"

Mr. You rolled his eyes at him and gave him a burst directly, "Don't spoil my good tea." Then he snatched the cup from his hand and looked at him again.

Shangguan Haoran touched his forehead, screaming and jumping to his feet, "I really don't understand you people, isn't tea just for quenching your thirst." How can there be so many twists and turns! hypocrisy!"

Wang Zhuoyun really couldn't look down on him like this, so he simply ignored him.

Zeng Anxin was a good person, and directly brought the bucket in the kitchen to Shangguan Haoran, "If you can't swim, do it yourself, have enough food and clothing, if you want to quench your thirst, go to the well to fetch water by yourself, the water of a well, you can drink it, no money." ”

After eating tea, it can be regarded as the official beginning.

Mr. You took Wang Zhuoyun and others to the study in his backyard, wow, as soon as he entered, Zeng An's eyes straightened, and he felt that he had entered a small library.

From astronomy and geography to people's livelihood and customs, there is everything, but it's too chaotic here, right?

Those who know think it's a study, and those who don't know think it's a garbage heap!

Mr. You seems to be quite proud of his collection, and Wang Zhuoyun, who is so cold, also stared at it, with envy and yearning on his face, "No wonder my father once said that if this Meng Guo talks about book collection, if Mr. You ranks second, no one dares to call it first." ”

Even in this small thatched cottage, there are so many books, so you can imagine how many there will be in Mr. You's real mansion, I'm afraid I can't count them.

With so many books, three people saw it with completely different reactions.

Wang Zhuoyun is full of fanaticism, and he can't wait to plunge into the pile of books, not eating or drinking;

Zeng Anxin is little face shined, secretly happy, with Mr. You's shield, she can read and write in a grand manner, and there are so many books here, she can learn everything about this Meng country.

And Shangguan Haoran was holding his forehead, supporting the wall with one hand, his mouth was deflated, his eyes were full of mosquito smoke rings, and he had an urge to escape.

"The county lord loves love, but You doesn't dare. If the three of them just come to borrow books in the name of friends, or discuss knowledge with each other, You may dare to give it a try, but if you say anything about apprenticeship, please go back. ”

What Mr. You means is that if we become friends, you can come here to read, and if you don't understand me, you can ask me, but don't call me teacher, I can't afford it.

Sure enough, it's a weirdo.

Ordinary people who don't want to open a class to teach and enjoy the students' cultivation, this Mr. You lives in a grass hall and dresses ordinarily, unlike a rich person, but he doesn't see him go out to make a living, where does the money come from?

Wang Zhuoyun's face was embarrassed, his father meant that he asked Mr. You to go out of the mountain and go to the county government to teach. Because not only does he have to teach Jiang Aoyun alone, but also his third sister, a show girl who is waiting to enter the palace, needs to be taught.

It's just that he got along just now, and he already knew Mr. You's quirks, and people also said that if it's an apprentice, you can only leave, and if it's a friend, you can discuss or borrow from each other.

It is really difficult for him to do the work of teaching his teacher, but he is unwilling to take the name of his teacher.

Mr. You also saw his difficulty, so he waved his robe sleeve and said, "You think about it yourself, if you are willing to make a friend, you can come and borrow books at any time, and if you are unwilling, don't send others to disturb me." Please!"

He chased away the guest.

Wang Zhuoyun saluted, without even looking at Zeng Anxin, he walked out of the door of the cottage, walked to the place of the fence courtyard, and glanced at Shangguan Haoran, who was still sitting by the well.

"Could it be that Shangguan Gongzi plans to live here tonight?" his voice was clear and cold.

He screamed without moving, and hurriedly supported his round body with both hands, "Mother, I can finally go home, I am starving to death." ”

Wang Zhuoyun drifted away, leaving only one sentence, "If you want to die, don't die here, otherwise I will have a psychological shadow when I come to borrow books tomorrow." ”

Shangguan Haoran: ...... Even you bully me!

Zeng Anxin stood at the door and pouted secretly, stealing my words, have you paid the copyright fee?

"Peace of mind, come here!" Mr. You held a three-character scripture in his hand.

He knew that Zeng Anxin was illiterate, so he pointed to each word and read it for Anxin first, and asked her to take it back to read it herself, if she didn't understand it, she could come and ask him at any time, anyway, it was very convenient to live in the same village.

Zeng Anxin thanked Mr. You and went back with the empty basket and dishes.

Most of the people who were eating in the warm pot had dispersed, and only the old village chief and a few old people in the village were left, smoking dry cigarettes while talking about the weather conditions for next year.

Tao Hai, the head of Taoyuan Village, is sixty-five years old this year, his hair is all white, his face is relatively long, his complexion is dark, but his eyes are shrewd, and there is a wisp of goat's whiskers under his chin.

He twisted his beard and smoked a cigarette as he said, "In a few days when the weather is good, it is time to take out the rice seeds and prepare them, and store them for a winter, but don't get moldy, that is the hope of the next year." ”

Several other elderly people or middle-aged men echoed, "What the village chief said is that my family's granary was newly built last year, and there was no rain leakage, so it is estimated that there is no need to change rice seeds, and it can finally reduce a sum of expenses." ”

Zeng Youqu is assembling a wooden chair, although it is inconvenient for him to walk on his legs and feet now, he can still sit and work.

With a full beard and bronzed skin, I can't see the facial features, but my eyes are very sharp, and as long as I look at people a little fiercely, I can't stand it.

"Friend, what are you going to do this year? Why don't you go to Liu Yuanwai's house in Shengli Village next door and rent a few acres of land to plant rice, you can also help. The village chief spoke, and the others immediately chimed in, "Yes, you can't do anything without land or land. ”

Zeng Youqu hurriedly put down the work in his hand and grinned, revealing a mouth full of white and neat teeth, "Village Chief, I don't want to rent land, firstly, I really don't have the money to rent the field in my hand, and secondly, I want to open up the wasteland to grow wheat." My leg is almost healed, and when the time comes, I will have the strength to open up the wasteland, but I can't do it, so I will go to my father-in-law's house to borrow a few strong men. Paste our family of three, and it is enough to open a dozen acres. (To be continued.) )