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"I'm teaching you how to read people!"

"Huh?"

Obviously, this student still did not understand the teacher's good intentions. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He thought, as long as he has a pair of eyes that can see things, he can recognize people, so does it take a lot of effort to learn from a teacher?

Li Shantong is also a little embarrassed, he has known countless people in his life, and he wants to use this skill to achieve a great ideal in the future. However, in the face of such a little boy who is less than ten years old, although he has an excellent mind, it is not easy to explain such a set of profound and difficult to understand truths clearly.

"This, this, this ......"

Some scratching their heads.

It seems that this "preaching, teaching and solving doubts" is easier said than done, and ordinary people should be less open, so as not to delay themselves and others.

Delaying oneself is just one person's business, and delaying others is a generation's business.

"You'll understand when you grow up."

After holding back for a long time, this teacher still gave an answer, which is plausible, and it is a one-size-fits-all answer, and the teacher is always reasonable.

"Well, thank you, master!"

Teacher Li Tongshan would never have thought that this Yixin classmate in front of him would also give him an answer that he didn't ask, and he would have a smile on his face. This kid was so weird, he was a monster, and he was a big monster, a big monster squeezed into a small shell.

He also solemnly glanced at the little child beside him, and couldn't help it, thoughtful, nervous, surprised, happy, and complicated.

"Don't thank me, all this is what I want, your future is my future, and I will have to rely on you in the future! So you have to study hard now, and I have to teach well, or you and I won't have a future to speak of, because ......"

Li Shantong wanted to speak and stopped, there were many things that could not be said, not to be said more, but he had already said enough, and he still said it to the students.

He hurriedly turned his disguised gaze towards the wall - in the distance, there was a faint light, not very clear, but enough, it was good to have a hope.

Yi Xin chose to be silent, and the master didn't mean to let him answer, so be silent, silence is golden.

In his careful eyes, the abacus crackled, thinking, what will this old master do if he is mysterious all day long? What can you teach? If it's fun, then it's better to go home to your mother and go to herd the sheep.

What he couldn't figure out even more in his careful eyes was that such an ugly-looking old Taoist priest came all the way to live just to be a master? Talking is never pleasant, and there is some conspiracy that you don't want to say. If there is really any danger ahead, then follow what he learned, this is not what to do, it is better to go home to find your mother and herd the sheep.

After thinking about it, the little boy made up his mind, an idea that required courage to speak.

"Teacher, teacher, teacher, master, I don't want to study anymore, I want to go home, I want to herd sheep, I used to be a sheepherd, a little sheepherd, I don't like to learn anything."

Afterwards, Xiao Yixin also felt strange, I don't know where I got so much courage at the time, although there was a little stage fright and stammering at the beginning, but there was no turning back at the beginning, and then I simply had a good time.

"What? You, you, you say it again! ”

Sure enough, the reaction was even stronger than imagined, the old Taoist priest was like a thorn in his back, more precisely, like a thorn in his belly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he opened his eyes suddenly, no longer caring about whether his five hearts were facing the sky or not, and no longer caring about his pure heart or impure heart, he was almost shouting with his voice at the top of his voice, or the kind of angry shouting, or the kind of stammering shouting.

"I don't want to study anymore, I'm going home to herd sheep!"

The heart is horizontal, and if you say it again, you will say it again, what's the big deal, at most a few whips and a few boards.

"Smack! Syllable! ”

A few whips were not next to each other, a few boards were not hit, and the two big slaps that were full of strength were pumped on the little face that could be turned into water, and it was also crisp and real, and it turned into a starry sky, and it was almost full of teeth.

"Wow wow wow wow...... I'm not going to learn, what kind of are you...... Wow wow wow wow wow, I'm going to go home to my mom, I'm going to go back to herding sheep...... Wow wow wow wow...... I'm going to ......."

Beat his chest, roll all over the ground, crawl with rolling, fart and urine, crying and making trouble, little temper comes up, and the gods have no tricks!

In fact, at this moment, this little boy with a bad stomach is covering his little face with a pair of small hands, crying and secretly observing, and a pair of vigilant eyes are revealed between his fingers, like a frightened fawn.

What he saw was a face that was extremely distorted, shaking its head helplessly and sighing.

The officials may blame the teacher when they read this, corporal punishment of students is to be punished, hurry up and coax the child well, and it is the only green onion in the family, such a practice is nozuonodie, parents will definitely not give up, not a whole digging three feet into the ground plus four or five layers of peeling, then how to call a "earth-shaking and generous".

In this regard, as the author of this novel, I believe that children are not paper paste, and appropriate corporal punishment is necessary. Remember, it must be appropriate, some bad aunts in kindergartens, big perverts in schools, and wolf grandmothers at home are also unacceptable.

Besides, Li Shantong is an old Taoist, if you let him coax the child, isn't this just a "duck on the shelf"!

Holding on to each other for a long, long time, this is called the "theory of relativity" of time, and what is difficult is long.

"Alas......"

In the end, it was the teacher who was defeated from the long standoff, and he sighed in his heart, and sat down again on the thick futon made of grass with a blank face, and instead of turning his heart to the sky again, he picked up a human bone on the ground, squinted his eyes, and observed it carefully, or even admired.

Are they all pieces of art?

I don't know!

God knows!

A few warm rays of light peeked through the latticean of the window, weaving a few mottled geometric patches on the dirt floor, quiet and serene.

Among them, there was the largest one, which just covered the little body, and the skin was very good, and it had not yet weathered the wind and rain, and it shone with a very wonderful light of tenderness.

Before I knew it, it was dawn.

Li Shantong looked at this sleeping child, and his heart fluttered slightly, he had killed people, killed more than one, was killed by others, and was killed by others more than once. But why is it that whenever I see those clear eyes, I can't help but tremble, a kind of trembling from the heart and extreme fear.

Many times, his heart is extremely conflicted.

"Let him go, let him go, let him decide his life."

A villain is talking.

"Hold on to him, hold on to him, let him change your life."

Another villain is talking.

The two villains are entangled together, and for a while, it is really difficult to choose.

"Humph!"

The little boy let out a snort in his throat, stretched out his arms and kicked his legs, twisted his little nose, grinned his little mouth, and was about to cry, but stopped and opened his confused eyes.

"Master, you, why are you crying?"

A pair of shallow dimples were filled with sweet smiles and shy light.

"No, no, I didn't cry for the teacher, maybe something came into my eyes."

As he spoke, the old Taoist priest hurriedly turned his back and wiped his eyes twice with the back of his hand.

"Master, don't cry, it's me who is wrong, I shouldn't make you angry, I won't go home, I'm not going to herd sheep."

A small body gently moved towards a big hard and cold body, and the two people, one big and one small, leaned together unconsciously, snuggling up to each other.

Those little hands were warm.

Under the warm and gentle thrashing, the hard and cold body trembled slightly, melting little by little, and softening little by little.

"Alas, child, the reason why I let you learn this is to save you and save me."

It's like a self-talk, but it's no longer cold water, but lukewarm, moderately warm water, thirst-quenching and delicious.

"But, but, master, you taught me to recognize people, why do you let me fiddle with these bones all day long."

After a pause, the biggest doubt was finally exposed.

"Alas, child, you are still young, and there are many things I can't tell you clearly......"

As he spoke, a dark shadow appeared in the papyrus window.

Li Shantong's eyes lit up, and with a flick of his fingers seemingly unintentionally, a small light shot out.

"Meow-"

There was a scream, and the dark shadow reflected in the window disappeared immediately.

The student was stunned, the "little hand" that the master occasionally showed was too powerful!

The master smiled bitterly, the "little hand" exposed in front of the apprentice was too substandard, after all, he had not practiced for a long time, and his hands were raw.

"Hee-hee! Master, you are so powerful, just teach me the kung fu of playing cats. ”

"Haha! You little bastard, the kind of kung fu that the teacher is teaching you now is much better than what you call 'playing cats'. ”

"Really? Master, you didn't lie to me! ”

"Of course it's true, the monks don't speak!"

"It's great, it's so good, I'm learning peerless martial arts, see who dares to bully me in the future!"

"You little bastard, teaching you martial arts for the teacher is not for you to fight that kind of fight!"

"Then I'll have a big fight, a big fight, hehe!"

"Hahahaha......"

The inside of the house was a mass of harmony.

Outside the house was a murderous aura.