Gusu Academy was built on the mountainside of Jingshan Mountain outside Zhuanshui City. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As for how the name Gusu Academy came about, no one knows about the same as the abandoned 'Cheng'en Temple' near Chengjia Village.

The academy is about 20 miles away from Chengjiazhuang. Boys of school age who are able to do so in the neighborhood will be sent there to study. Chengjiazhuang also has several children there. Cheng Linghui once wanted to go, but her father said that the academy did not accept female students. She could only watch as the boys from her village went to school with their school bags on their backs. I'm worried about why I'm not a boy.

After losing his beloved wooden box because of illiteracy. Cheng Linghui thought twice. I decided to try my luck at the academy. She grinded her grandmother to sew a schoolbag for her and found the clothes she wore when she followed her father. Wake up early in the morning and wait for the boys on their way to school.

She has been crazy in the village like a tomboy since she was a child. He is known as the king of children. She didn't dare to mess with the big children, so she intercepted a few boys who were about the same age as herself. After some coercion and temptation, he mixed in with them and went to the academy.

Children from all over the country go to school here. There are not 1,000 students in the academy, but 800. really let Cheng Linghui get in.

The countryside is no better than the city. The conditions at home are generally not good. In the old society, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were very expensive. Nine times out of ten, children who come to study at the academy cannot afford to buy pen and ink. Just find a slate. Go to the bowl stone ditch to find the kind of stone that can draw white marks, grind it into stone strips by yourself, and it becomes a stone pen. Take a stone pen and learn to write on a stone tablet. Written all over the erased rewrite.

As the name suggests, the bowl stone ditch is the place where the bowl stone is produced. If it is finely ground, it is porcelain clay. Kaizhou Mansion, which is separated from Shaxi County by a big Shaxi, burns fine white porcelain. The porcelain clay used in Shaxi County is used. Of course, this is all off topic.

As soon as Cheng Linghui entered the school, she was attracted by the boxy words taught by Mr. Work harder than those serious students. It's a pity that she went for more than a month. That is, just entered the wax moon. It snowed again. Although it was not as heavy as the snow in early September, the weather was wickedly cold. The academy will be closed early.

Cheng Linghui was bored and ran from house to house. Her mother gave her a needle and thread and let her learn embroidery from her eldest sister. Almost didn't suffocate her. Seeing the tassels on the eldest sister's red head (hijab), she suddenly remembered the jade ring that Su Hou Ye promised to her. Although the tassels on the jade ring are cyan, they are much better looking than the eldest sister.

She's a temper that does just the thought of it. He threw down his needle and thread, touched his father's bow and arrow hanging on the wall, and went to practice archery in the yard. However, after spending all the effort to feed, he didn't pull the bow. But her grandfather saw it and asked her what she wanted to do? She said she wanted to practice archery. Grandpa smiled: "With such a hard bow, ordinary men can't pull it open." Your little girl can't pull it away. If you really want to learn, grandpa will make one for you. ”

If you want to say that Cheng Linghui is really spoiled. In the old society, eight or nine-year-old girls couldn't even walk briskly with their little feet wrapped up, let alone archery. Cheng Linghui's second sister is only one year older than her. Cooking, laundry, and embroidering are already half an adult. Even her fourth and fifth sisters are wrapped in their feet, and they are detained by their mothers to learn embroidery in their spare time, and they help with work when they are busy.

But Cheng Linghui is nine years old and has not yet wrapped her feet. Because her grandmother was reluctant. When her mother wrapped strips of cloth around her feet, she screamed so much that she almost lifted the roof. At that time, grandma's tears flowed. hugged Cheng Linghui and cried: "My son can't marry for the rest of his life and won't be subject to this crime, it's a big deal for me to raise her for the rest of my life." ”

Although her mother was very dissatisfied with her grandmother's behavior, she was very inferior and did not dare to disobey her grandmother. My father is also very filial and can't bear to see my grandmother cry. Therefore, Cheng Linghui has been throwing two big feet so far.

It's not like she's not working. Go up the mountain to hunt pigweed and herd livestock. Follow my grandfather and father to the ground. Grandpa helped the plow, and she led the cattle in front. My father was digging the kiln (digging the pit for planting beans), and she followed behind to order beans and bury the pit. Very diligent. Therefore, her grandfather and father also loved her very much. Grandpa often sighed: "It would be nice to be a handle!" ”

Straight to the point.

Grandpa was talking, and went out with an axe. Cheng Linghui trotted all the way behind him. The grandfather and grandson arrived at the edge of the village. Grandpa cut a wattle. Peeled a little thicker than your thumb.

When they got home, the grandfather and grandson went into the stove room.

Grandpa gathered some red coals from the stove and roasted the wattle on it. The wattles are roasted so that they squeak and swell. Then he picked up the wattle and fell on the ground. Find a cow tendon leather rope. Tie one end of the thorn strip. With a strong bend, the wattle became an arc. The other end was tied with a leather rope. Then let go of your hand. The wattle snapped back, and the leather rope tightened to form the shape of a bow.

Cheng Linghui cheered happily. I took the bow and drew it perfectly. said, "This is good. He asked his grandfather, "What do you use to make arrows?" ”

Grandpa said, "That's easy." "Brought a big bundle of sorghum stalks that grandma used to wear the lid of the pot. Compared to the size of the bow, it was cut into the same length and put it into the schoolbag that her grandmother sewed for Cheng Linghui. A circle was drawn on the adobe courtyard wall, and it was used as a target.

Cheng Linghui happily stood in the courtyard and shot arrows. Grandpa stood beside her with a smile. From time to time come up to correct her movements. Cheng Linghui played archery for a day, and only then did she remember to ask when she got into the quilt at night: "Grandpa, when will you shoot arrows?" ”

Grandpa smiled: "If you can't shoot arrows, you still call it a master?" The gentlemen of our Cheng family are all archers. Hunting in winter, no one in any village is as good as the people in our village. Have you forgotten all the rabbit meat you ate in previous years? ”

Cheng Linghui then remembered that in previous winters, her father and grandfather were often away from home for several days. When they return, they will have hare meat to eat. Thinking of rabbit meat, Cheng Linghui couldn't help but swallow his saliva and said, "You guys go hunting again, can you take me with you?" ”

"That's not going to work. Hunting is not fun. Seeing that Cheng Linghui was unhappy, grandpa hurriedly said, "When you grow up, I will definitely take you there?" ”

Cheng Linghui said: "I am nine years old. It's grown up. ”

Grandpa smiled: "Nine-year-old can only be regarded as a big child, not an adult." You won't grow up until you're as tall as your big pillar. "Dazhu is the grandson of Cheng Linghui's grandfather.

Cheng Linghui's grandfather and two brothers. The cousins add up to twenty-one. They belong to a thin tribe. Cheng Linghui's family has no boys. Although her grandfather has four sons, so far he only has one grandson, Dazhu. Therefore, both brothers looked very highly at the great pillar, the only male of their grandchildren. Grandpa has something delicious, and he doesn't forget to ask Cheng Linghui to send some to Dazhu.

Thinking about Brother Dazhu, who was taller than his father, Cheng Linghui closed her eyes in a daze, and secretly made up her mind to eat more in the future.

When you enter the wax moon, you will have the flavor of the new year. The men were busy cleaning up the family temple (ancestral hall), killing pigs and sheep to make tofu. The women were busy washing clothes, quilting, and sewing new clothes for the family. Steamed dry food to be eaten in the first month. Because there are no open positions in the first month.

When the girl arrives at this time, several people who have played well will huddle on a kang to cut window flowers and hang paintings, and they are more ingenious than each other.

Cheng Linghui doesn't know how to embroider, but she learned from her grandmother how to do window flowers. The little girl is jealous. It's just my own sisters. When a few neighboring girls saw it, their words were sour. Don't look at Cheng Linghui's hot temper, she fights with the half-sized children at every turn. But for the little girl's quarrel and bickering, I really can't look at it. He threw down the scissors and left the house.