After the scholar left, the envoys and witches said, "Whose child is this, with such high eyesight?" Ask him to learn to be a carpenter, but he won't learn, so he asks. ”

That night, the scholar stayed in his own study in Ma Yao Village, the human world at the foot of the mountain. Outside the window, the bright moon shines at night, and it is not good. The scholar lay on the big bed in the back room and tossed and turned, looking at the moonlight outside the window in a daze, he imagined what happened during the day, feeling a little lonely, no one was his company.

After that, for several days, the scholar did not go up the mountain, nor did he go out, but stayed in the back room all day behind closed doors to write books, and he wanted to rely on the books he wrote to go back to the Internet and earn some manuscript fees.

However, at this time, the ancient temple on the mountain came to inquire about the news of the scholar. They came to the village of Ma Yao Village and asked, "Do you have any young children here who are studying?" It's called Bing Lei, and it's very picky. The people in the village immediately replied: "Yes, Binglei, Ma Yao's nephew, Ma Lan's nephew." Alas? How did you meet? "Witches, you told Bing Lei about the ancient temple in the mountains: "It's really high, he doesn't even learn to be a carpenter." ”

Soon, these witches colluded with the people in the village to squeeze out Xiaoice Lei, but Bing Lei didn't know that he was writing in the back room, and he just felt that Men'er Street was a little noisy.

The witches reported to themselves: "You recruit, we are the master of the Nanshan Motherless Cave, and you are ashamed of the child when you look back, and tell him to learn modestly, and reading is for you to learn well, not for you to practice by yourself." ”

In fact, the people in the village also stammered witches, because in the countryside, the people in the village are quite superstitious.

After the witches left, in the evening, Bing Lei went to the front house to pour tea and drink, and the teacup was placed on the wooden table. See what left the carpenter? A carpenter has more merit than a blacksmith, and it is better to have no blacksmith than to have a carpenter. If you are asked to learn to be a carpenter, you will not learn. ”

Bing Lei felt that there was a sound in the words, and he seemed to understand something, but after all, he lived in his grandmother's house, and when his grandmother was old, she had to learn to accommodate her, Bing Lei looked at the wooden table, didn't say anything foreign, turned around and left, and went out.

Bing Lei just walked out of the gate, but he didn't expect a group of old women from the village sitting at the door, and they also said the same thing: "That carpenter, who is younger than a goldsmith, tells you to learn a carpenter If you don't learn, what's wrong with learning more crafts for yourself?" Du Guang should remember to read. Other old ladies said elegantly, "But, but, you have to learn carpentry." ”

Bing Lei consciously took care of his losses, with tears in his eyes, and walked towards the northern school.