It was already afternoon when the train arrived in Luoyang, and although Liu Qiang was not a people's teacher, he was familiar with China's broad and profound Qimen culture. The conversation between Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info and Wang Hao made him feel that listening to what you said was better than reading a book for ten years, especially Wang Hao's knowledge and understanding of the ancient capital of Luoyang in Qimen.

Although these are all Professor Wang's, Wang Hao, who is only nine years old, can sit in front of a stranger and talk calmly and confidently, and add a little bit of his own opinions, even Wang Lao nodded secretly in his heart when he heard it, not to mention Liu Qiang, who had already done a detailed understanding of Luoyang.

Wang Hao's feng shui theory completely opened a new door for Liu Qiang.

"Hey! What a pity that! I didn't expect you to have such insight at a young age, if it weren't for the fact that I was too old and you, I really wanted to bow down with you and sit down and have a drink. Hahaha..."

Liu Qiang dragged his daughter with a sad face, and said to Wang Hao, who was supporting Wang Lao by his side, that kind of feeling like seeing each other and hating each other. Wang Lao has always played the role of an old man who is stupid and unable to speak, and he doesn't interject in the conversation between the two, but listens secretly to the side.

Wang Hao couldn't bear Liu Qiang's heartfelt words, and hurriedly said as a junior: "Uncle Liu, you are too exalted to me, these are all taught to me by the third grandfather, but I can't talk about my own knowledge." It is fate that we can meet, and we will definitely meet again! Hehehe..."

Listening to Wang Hao's euphemistic farewell words, Liu Qiang naturally couldn't say anything. "Okay, if the little brother goes to Shanghai to play in the future, remember to find me, goodbye!" As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his coat pocket with his home address and phone number written on it.

took the paper and looked at the departing father and daughter of the Liu family, Wang Hao folded the paper and put it away with some tears and laughter, and helped Wang Lao to walk towards the side of the bus stop.

"Seeing each other is fate, and when we meet again in the future. I think that little girl is prejudiced against you, and even if you meet in the future, it is estimated that you will definitely be a pair of little enemies! ”

What kind of person is Wang Lao, even Wang Hao can feel the aura that exists between the two, and he naturally has already seen it. Although I don't know the girl's birthday, from the comparison of the faces of the two, it will not be an entanglement of love between men and women, but there is an intersection.

"That's all for the future, anyway, what was left to her this time was good karma, no matter what she thinks." Wang Hao said a word indifferently, and ran towards the station with a smile.

Wang Lao, who was following him, shook his head helplessly, and staggered his body forward a little bit.

Back in the small village at the foot of the mountain, there was no trace of desolation in Wang Lao's courtyard. The courtyard is tidy and green, and the flowers and plants are still full of greenery. When the two arrived at the door, they saw an aunt dressed in floral cloth planting vegetables. When I saw someone coming in at the door, I looked up and forgot to come.

"Ah, isn't this Uncle Wang and Xiao Hao back. Hahaha... It's been more than three years, and I thought you wouldn't come back. ”

"Aunt Hao, look at what you said. None of us can come back! Hehe..."This aunt Wang Hao naturally knows, is Wang Lao's neighbor, the man's surname is Hao, and he is called Aunt Hao in the village and outside the village.

When Wang Lao led Wang Hao to leave, this Aunt Hao took the initiative to ask for help to take care of the yard. This is not taken care of, but it is impressive. Hearing Wang Hao's words, Aunt Hao, who immediately knew that she had said the wrong thing, hurriedly explained: "Yo! Look at my mouth, I just can't speak. Uncle Wang, don't think about it, I, I didn't mean that! ”

"Ahem, ahem... Alright, don't listen to this little bunny. I still have to thank you for these years, I usually clean up the yard for me. Wang Lao coughed a few times, glared at Wang Hao beside him, and thanked Aunt Hao with a smile.

"Don't say that, I'm idle all day. It's also a blessing for me to be able to come into your yard and be grounded. You and Xiao Hao haven't eaten yet, I'll go home and make some for you. ”

While talking, Aunt Hao suddenly thought that the two of them might not have eaten after a long journey, so she hurriedly put down the work in her hand and walked to her house next to her.

"Aunt Hao, just get some vegetables!"

"Hey! Okay! ”

Xiao Wang Hao shouted at Aunt Hao, who was leaving in a hurry, and the other party immediately responded.

The Wang's small courtyard was specially left behind during the demolition and relocation planning of the entire village, and it was also protected as a tangible cultural heritage. Mr. Wang has been living in a small courtyard and is in his eighties. In the village, he is already regarded as a long-lived old man, so the people in the village say that Wang Lao's courtyard is a blessed land to support people. That's what Aunt Hao said just now.

Walking into the house, Wang Lao and Wang Hao entered the inner hall directly and offered incense to Master Zu and Master Wang respectively.

Back in the front hall, Wang Hao boiled water and made a pot of tea for Wang Lao, and then sat quietly next to him. Wang Lao's dry and rugged face showed fatigue, and his originally bright eyes became a little sleepy.

"Xiao Hao, after more than a year of travel, you can be regarded as a beginner. In the small cabinet of the ancestral hall, there is the "Qimen Dunjia" handed down from generation to generation by our Wang family, our ancestral compass, and a dagger Qinggang. The others are some of the utensils used in the usual practice and arrangement. I'm old, and these things will be you in the future. ”

Wang Hao lowered his head a little sadly, fiddling with the corners of his clothes. Whenever Wang Lao talked about these problems, he would be like this, he had been by Wang Lao's side since he was a child, and he knew that the third grandfather had great ability, and his time limit was approaching.

"Third grandfather, I, I still have a lot of skills that I haven't learned, and I won't use those things if you give them to me. I will continue to practice with you. ”

"Hehehe... cough cough cough ..."Wang Lao laughed heartily, but he coughed a few times about the injuries in his body, and continued to say to Wang Hao:

"You little goblin, you are the way you are. I'm relieved to put you out there to earn a living. But the current society is no longer the society I live in, and you have to go back to school to receive cultural education at this age. You still have a long life to go, and you still have a lot to learn, and you can't always be chained to my old man's side. ”

Only then will Wang Hao be a nine-year-old child. His eyes were slightly red, and he said reluctantly: "But the third grandfather, my ability is not enough, I still have to study with you, and I can play with school for a few years." Those elementary school classes didn't bother me at all. ”

Looking at the little Wang Hao who was a little sad, how could Wang Lao be willing to let him go. He has no children in his life, and his younger generations are all the children of his brother and brother, but he likes this little grandson. The two have lived together for so many years, even if they are not related by blood, it is equally difficult to give up.

But sometimes, if the young eagle wants to grow, it must leave the care of the eagle, not to mention that the eagle Wang Lao has long been unable to fly.

"Xiao Hao, the third grandfather can't keep you by his side. You should have the childhood life that you should have at this age, and you have to remember that after returning to school, you can't easily show your abilities, but you can't let go of cultivation every day. Now you are just getting started, and you must keep in mind the things I have given you and realize them in your life. ”

"Third Grandpa, I don't..."At this time, Xiao Wang Hao finally couldn't help but glance at his mouth, and crystal tears slipped down his immature face. It is said that the healer does not heal himself, and the diviner does not ask himself. But Wang Hao still calculated that he wanted to separate from Wang Lao, and even, maybe this time the parting would be separated by heaven and man.

"Hmm! How can a manly man cry easily, and the third grandfather won't let you come back. You have to study hard when you go back to school, and you will come to me when the holidays are over. When the time comes, I will check your cultivation status, and if I let me know that you are negligent in your cultivation, I will serve you. ”

Wang Lao lovingly stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Wang Hao's face, and said pretending to be serious. But the words left in my heart could not be said anyway.

As early as when he was at the station, Wang Lao had already informed Wang Hao's father and asked him to come tomorrow to pick up Wang Hao and leave.

That said, it will be the last night the two will be together.

After eating the dinner that Aunt Hao made for the two of them, Wang Hao was very reluctant, but he still had to leave after all. Thinking about all this, he is no longer entangled.

On a summer night, under the gazebo in the small courtyard, an old man and a young man lit a kerosene lamp, each holding a folding fan in his hand, and played black and white on the chessboard of the stone table.

"Huh? Are you sure you're going to take this step? ”

"Third grandfather, I call it a long line to catch big fish, and the mountain people have their own tricks!"

"Hahaha... The people of Huanshan have their own clever plans. Then eat your little fish first..."

"Ah, no, no, no..."

"Don't move, don't move, don't move! Chess is like life, every step without regrets. Since you're going to do it, even if it's wrong, keep going..."

A long night, one old and one young, laughing and laughing.

Black and white, chess is also life.

On the morning of the second day, Wang Hao's father arrived early from Luoyang City. After lunch, Wang Hao, who had red eyes, left.

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Nine-year compulsory education is a national education that is stipulated in the Constitution of the country and must be received by school-age children and adolescents and guaranteed by the state, society and family. Its essence is a system of compulsory education for school-age children and adolescents for a certain period of time in accordance with the provisions of the law.

Therefore, in the hearts of every parent, only letting their children go to school is the only way out in the future, and being admitted to a good university can achieve an extraordinary life.

For the problem of Wang Hao's schooling, in fact, it has long become a knot in the hearts of his parents, seeing that Wang Hao is about to be ten years old, other people's children are in the third or fourth grade at the age of ten, and their own children have to start learning from scratch, and they have been to kindergarten for two years.

There was no way, nine-year-old Wang Hao was placed in the first grade of primary school, and he started from scratch with some six or seven-year-old children. Wang Hao, who could even memorize the jerky ancient characters in "Qimen Dunjia", finally couldn't hold on after three days, and he proposed to his father to ask for all the textbooks from grades one to three and study at home.

Wang Hao's father is the one who works in the Education Bureau, although he is only an ordinary clerk, but he is also a college student. The thinking is not backward, in his opinion, it is indeed a little difficult for him to let the nine-year-old Wang Hao and a group of six or seven-year-old children together.

After discussing with his wife, he responded to Wang Hao's words and asked him to study at home. Usually, after work, the two will follow up on Wang Hao's learning situation in the evening, and at the same time, his father also got a lot of materials such as test papers for him in the lower grades.

To the shock of Wang Hao's parents, Wang Hao can be called a genius. In the first and second grades, those simple math and Chinese test questions that cannot be used in simple mathematics and Chinese language tests, as well as some ancient poetry appreciation, Wang Hao only needs to read them once.

It only took more than a month for Wang Hao to follow up all the courses, that is, he could easily learn everything in the third grade.

In primary schools, if students want to skip a grade, they must pass the school test, which is a consistent test paper. After Wang Hao passed the first, second and third grade test papers almost with full marks, the school's leaders and teachers regarded him as a baby.

"Hahaha, Lao Wang. You've really given birth to a good son. He's so smart, if it weren't for me and you being old friends, I would really think that your son transferred from some higher school. Genius, this is really genius! ”

In the principal's office on the third floor of the office building of the second elementary school, Wang Hao sat bored on the sofa, and a middle-aged man in his thirties sitting next to him wore a pair of glasses, which made people look like a loyal and honest man. It was Wang Hao's father, Wang Zhengming.

Wang Zhengming looked at Wang Hao beside him with a smile, and said to the man sitting opposite with an official appearance: "Principal Zheng, you are joking, Xiao'er has been accompanying his third grandfather for the past few years, and you also know that there is only one third uncle among the elders in our head, and he is the only one who loves him." Isn't this about to be ten years old, and you have to be educated? ”

"Hahaha, good, good. It's really worthy of being your old king's son, and this intelligence is almost the same as your college club. Cheng, don't worry, I'll put him in the best class of the fourth grade tomorrow. ”

Wang Hao glanced at his mouth disdainfully, thinking that the fourth grade would be the fourth grade, as far as elementary school students were concerned, he just didn't want to be evil, otherwise he would give him a month, and it would not be a problem for him to take down the textbooks of the fourth and fifth grades.

I thought that the third grandfather once said that the road should be walked step by step, and the meal should be eaten one bite at a time. He just gave up, after all, he was only nine years old and in the fourth grade, so he should make do.