One night in June, people who couldn't sleep in the hot and humid weather. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Under the old locust tree in front of Cheng Linghui's house, a large group of villagers gathered to talk in the shade. In the past two years, the world has been settled, the people have lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the defense of the village has been loosened.

The patrol people also laughed under the big locust tree. At this time, a board car crossed the Wengong Bridge and entered the village. Stop not far away. The driver came over and asked, "Dare to ask everyone, where does Cheng Mo's family live?" ”

Cheng Linghui raised his head when he heard this, only to see the mountain chief standing in front of him with a horsewhip in his hand. He was wearing a coarse cloth robe, and his hair was gray. Covered in dust. It's just that the breath of the literati can't be covered.

"Silence." The mountain chief finally recognized the only female student in Cheng Linghui's gaze.

"Student Cheng Mozhi visits Mr. and kowtows to Mr." Cheng Linghui took a while to recover from the surprise, and knelt in front of the mountain chief.

The latter has fallen. The people of the mountain chief's family died and scattered, and Cheng Linghui never dreamed that one day he would see the living mountain chief standing in front of him.

"Get up, get up." The mountain chief stretched out his hand to help her: "Now that I am a criminal minister, I am as panicked as a lost dog, and I really don't deserve your worship." ”

"Sir said that, but it was a disservice to the students." Cheng Linghui took the mountain chief's hand and let him go home in a stacked voice: "Let's talk at home." ”

The chief looked in the direction of the cart and saw a woman standing in front of it. Cheng Linghui let go of the mountain chief, and was about to kowtow after a few steps: "I've seen my master." ”

Shi Niang hurriedly supported her: "What do you want these customs to do?" ”

Cheng Linghui hugged Shi Niang: "Shi Niang, I want to kill you." While holding the hand of the master and going home, he shouted: "Mother, my master is here." ”

"What?" My mother's eyes are not good, and her ears are not good. Grandma told her loudly beside her: "Sanhui said that her sister is back." ”

The mother paused for a while before she came back to her senses: "It's Xiuwen Niang." She was happy and climbed under the kang, so that her mother-in-law hurried to help her. The mother shouted to Lu Xiaoxiao as she walked out the door: "Xiaoxiao, your mother is here." Hurry up? "She always confuses Xiuwen with Lu Xiaoxiao.

Shi Niang was a little puzzled. Cheng Linghui pointed to her head. The teacher knows it. stepped forward and grabbed his mother's hand: "Eldest sister, what's wrong with your eyes?" ”

The mother laughed while crying: "I've been blind for a long time, and I'm used to it." ”

When the teacher heard this, tears also fell. Raised his hand to stroke his mother's white hair: "Eldest sister, why are you old like this?" ”

The mother said, "Can you not be old?" The bastards are all running all over the ground. ”

"Bastard?" Shi Niang didn't know Lu Xiaoxiao and Cheng Zhibai, but at this time she saw a beautiful little daughter-in-law walking out with a four or five-year-old child in her arms, but she didn't know her.

Lu Xiaoxiao heard her mother shouting that her mother was coming, so she hurriedly hugged Cheng Zhisong and ran out. I saw a strange woman and her mother crying each other. The joy that suddenly rose in my heart fell into the abyss in an instant. But in front of the guests, she ran out, and she couldn't just go back. Shi Niang looked at her, and she also looked at Shi Niang.

Cheng Linghui saw it and told her: "This is my master." ”

Lu Xiaoxiao's face was even worse: "Xiuwen's mother? ”

Cheng Linghui nodded.

When her mother heard Lu Xiaoxiao's voice, she urged: "You child, your mother is here, why don't you know how to call someone?" ”

Lu Xiaoxiao said: "That's Xiuwen's mother, not my mother." "I turned around and went back to the house.

The mother froze, as if trying to remember something.

Cheng Linghui saw this: "Mother, my master has come all the way, you can't just let her stand, right?" ”

The mother didn't think about it anymore: "Look at me, I'm all overjoyed." "While pulling the master into the house.

Cheng Linghui invited the mountain chief in. The mountain chief is a son of a family. looked at the layout of Cheng Linghui's house, and refused to enter the second courtyard at all. The weather was hot, so Cheng Linghui asked people to prepare tea and meals and put them on the stone table in the front yard.

The mountain chief was so hungry that he ate three bowls of noodles in a row before stopping his chopsticks. Cheng Linghui asked her to send some to her mother. The mother-in-law said that it had been sent a long time ago. Only then did the master and apprentice speak.

Only then did Cheng Linghui know that Master Su Hou had not rushed to kill everything. Although the mountain chief was implicated by his family, he was an honest official, and only suffered some prison suffering, and did not hurt his life. Rats leave a sinking ship. All the members of the family were sold.

His wife refused to be humiliated, and when she searched the house, she was hanging. When the mountain chief came out of prison, the family was left with only Shi Niang and him.

"That Xiuwen ......" Cheng Linghui couldn't help but ask.

The mountain chief sighed: "She is not favored in the East Palace, and her status is not high, but she has not been implicated. ”

Cheng Linghui was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but she saw that the mountain chief's eyes were red, and a few old tears fell: "Poor Yuanxiu, as hard as her mother." When something happened at home, the ...... of swallowing gold "When talking about his wife, the mountain chief's tone was full of sighs, and he said that his daughter could no longer cry. It can be seen that blood is thicker than water, and father and daughter are not indifferent by nature.

Cheng Linghui comforted the mountain chief for a while, and when she saw that he was full of exhaustion, she knew that he had a difficult journey all the way. Let the old couple rest in the study. The mountain chief originally refused, but he was really powerless to shirk it, so he went later.

The countrymen live their lives, and their vision is only one acre and three points of land. Whether it's the bloody rain outside, or the sheng song and swallow dance, it has nothing to do with them. The mountain chief used to teach at the Gusu Academy. Most of the people in Shaxi County are his students.

I heard that he had returned, and there was an endless stream of people who came to pay his respects. This made the once down-and-out mountain chief unmoved. I heard that the children of Chengjiazhuang still get up every day before dawn and run more than 20 miles to go to school at Gusu Academy. The mountain chief was relieved and touched at the same time.

It is gratifying that the people here are still the same, and the heart of learning is still the same. I am touched by the conviction of these children in their studies. So, after discussing with Cheng Linghui, the mountain chief decided to return to his old business and open a private school in Chengjiazhuang.

And that's a good thing. The children finally don't have to travel so far to study.

Cheng Linghui built a house and asked for an acre of land for the sixth master. Later, in order to repair the bridge, only two courtyards were built. There's a lot of open space left. So, after the autumn harvest of this year, she started to build a school.

The mountain chief's Wenxin Yahui is incomparable to Cheng Linghui, a half-hung scholar. The school is very simple and elegant. Cheng Linghui drooled when she looked at it, and she couldn't wait to move in for two days.

The mountain chief gave this private school a name - Zhichutang. A pair of couplets at the entrance of the school, the left book 'Deyu Heaven and Earth', the right book 'Tao runs through the ancient and modern'. It's all written by the mountain chief.

Cheng Linghui looked at it, grinding hard bubbles, and had to let the mountain chief also inscribe a couplet in front of his house. The mountain chief groaned slightly, and waved his pen. Shanglian: Liuying pond fish on the tree. Downlink: Huaiyin is the road when the horse steps on the branches.

Cheng Linghui saw it and couldn't help clapping. Although this is a couplet of predecessors, it is very suitable to be placed at the door of Cheng Linghui. In front of Cheng Linghui's house is the South Water Hole, and there is not only an old locust tree growing by the water hole, but also one or two willow trees.

Isn't that 'the fish in the willow pond on the tree, and the shade of the acacia as the horse stepping on the branch'?

Cheng Linghui solemnly found someone to engrave this couplet on both sides of the gate. It immediately attracted many villagers to watch.

In the blink of an eye, spring is blooming, and it is another year. This is Chang Jiwen's third year as the prefect of Yangzhou. Cheng Linghui has not been far away since she came back from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. She didn't take the initiative to write to Chang Jiwen, and Chang Jiwen didn't write to her. The couple had been interrupted for three years.

Because Chang Jiwen was not there, during the Chinese New Year, Cheng Linghui just went back to Shuicheng for a walk, gave New Year's greetings to Chang Erye and his family, and then went to the bridge to pay a New Year's greeting to Chang and returned to Chengjiazhuang. However, Changzhizhou is getting bigger, and he will stay in Zhuanshui City for a few more days.

Chang Erye's business is yellow. Moved back to home.