Zhang Yue chased out of the hut, watched his brother's back go shallowly and far away, and finally disappeared by the stream.

"I can't bear to go home." The old gentleman said with a smile behind Zhang Yue.

For such a teacher, Zhang Yue didn't really have much respect in his heart, so he just nodded.

Guo Xuezhi didn't think it was angry, and said to himself: "The king of Yao is also in the world, the Maots are not strong, and the rafters are not cut." ”

Zhang Yue, how can he understand what Guo Xueyu is talking about? I only know that Yao lived very simply when he reigned in the world, and it was just a thatched hut.

Guo Xue called out: "Lame slave! ”

The next manservant, one tall and one low, dragged his legs into the room, and stood there without answering.

Guo Xuezhu didn't care either: "Take him to the right room, clean up, and he will live here in the future." ”

The lame slave stood in front of Zhang Yue, Zhang Yue looked at his face as if he hadn't washed it for several months, and he was also worried in his heart.

Just like a beggar with a second wife? Are they too poor to eat, and Mr. also has a servant? There are so many strange things in the world.

Zhang Yue followed the lame slave to the hut on the right.

But seeing a teenager reading at the desk, he immediately got up and saluted when he saw Zhang Yue.

Zhang Yue glanced at the young man, his appearance was somewhat similar to Guo Xuexue, and when he thought of the woman's sentence Lin'er, he thought that he was Guo Xuexue's son.

"You're Zhang Yue," Guo Lin greeted Zhang Yue, "I'll study here with my classmates in the future." ”

"Okay."

Zhang Yue saw that the thatched hut was very simple, there was not even a decent bed, and there was almost no empty space for two bamboo beds and two cedar tables.

What the mouths are not burning, and the rafters are not cut.

He is clearly in the situation of Du Fu's "Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" as Du Fu said.

The mountain wind tugged at the broken window paper framed on the window lattice, making a slight noise, and Zhang Yue was speechless for a while looking at the simple conditions of the thatched hut.

Zhang Yue put his bags on the bamboo bed, but when he heard a creak, it turned out that the bamboo bed was also lame like this lame slave.

Seeing Zhang Yue's expression, Guo Lin hurriedly took a tool to cushion the bamboo mattress.

"Why is this bed not against the wall, nor against the wall, and is crooked in the middle of the open space, can't it be set aside?" Zhang Yue couldn't help but ask.

Guo Lin just laughed awkwardly when he heard this.

After being busy for a while, Guo Lin smiled at Zhang Yue and said: "At first, it was definitely not as good as at home, but I got used to living for two days, and my father taught me to read on weekdays. Your knowledge from the city must be good, and I will ask you for advice in the future. ”

"Don't dare to be." Zhang Yue said sullenly.

In the evening, thunder rolled and a torrential rain fell in the mountains. At the beginning of the rain, it fell heavily, and the smell of the earth mixed with the mountains wafted into the house.

This is really 'the bedside house leaks without a dry place, and the rain feet are like hemp and has not been cut off', this thatched house is really a little leaky. Guo Lin took a few earthen basins and placed them in front of and behind Zhang Yue's bed, holding rainwater on the left and right.

Seeing that the rain line moved accurately to avoid the bed and fall into the earthen basin, Zhang Yue finally understood why his bamboo bed was placed crookedly in the center, and he was speechless again in the face of this scene.

Guo Lin looked at Zhang Yue looking at him and reminded: "You will go to the water tank on the grass hall and scoop the water with a gourd to drink, don't drink the water in the earthen basin." ”

Do you think I'm looking at the earthen pot because I'm thirsty? Nima!

Zhang Yue said weakly: "Thank you, senior brother." ”

He had a preliminary evaluation of this Senior Brother Guo, he was very honest and honest, but he must have been very boring.

Soon, Guo Xuexue's Hun family brought two bowls of hot rice porridge and handed them to Zhang Yue and Guo Lin respectively. Looking at this porridge with little soup and little water, there is no doubt that this is exactly what Zhang Yue brought today.

"What do you eat at night?" Zhang Yue asked casually.

"At night?" Guo Lin, who was drinking porridge in small sips, raised his head, his face full of surprise.

Zhang Yue covered his face with his hands, it turned out that he only ate two meals a day, and his hard study days really came.

However, Guo Xuezhu did not hold anything, Guo Lin ate and lived with him, and also drank this bowl of porridge. As for the lame slave, Zhang Yue watched the other party squatting under the wall and drinking porridge, at least there was something in his porridge, and the other party's porridge was full of soup.

Zhang Yue still couldn't understand how Guo Xue's family was so poor, how could he still support servants. I didn't have enough to eat, Zhang Yue lived for such a long time, and it was the first time I tasted hunger.

The rain in the mountains always comes and goes quickly, and the clouds are still full of clouds, and now the clouds have dispersed and the rain has stopped. Zhang Yue was a little depressed, so he simply went out of the house and went down the mountain to the stream for a walk.

After the rain, it was the smell of earth, and the full moon jumped over the top of the mountain, through the gap in the pine forest, and sprinkled the moonlight on Zhang Yue's head.

The cold stream repeatedly slapped against the beach rocks, Zhang Yue looked at the bright moon reflected in the middle of the stream, at this moment he had a lot of thoughts, if he walked along the stream, he could return to his home in the county seat.

At this moment, Zhang Yue was a little homesick, thinking about his brother and Qiu'er, and the feeling of loneliness came to his heart. The idea of escaping home at night lingered in his mind, but in the end, Zhang Yue turned around and walked back to the hut.

Guo Lin still sits on the cedar table and reads at night, an oil lamp is lit on the table, as for the 'book', it is actually bamboo paper produced in Jianyang, and Guo Lin takes and copies it from others and writes it on paper to read.

Zhang Yue glanced at it, Guo Lin's words were very good-looking, there was no ink spot on the scroll, and his heart was worthy of being a person who had read books for several years.

Seeing this, Zhang Yue had a little confidence in Guo Xuexue.

Seeing Zhang Yue walking aside, Guo Lin was a little shy. Zhang Yue understands the other party's feelings, and when he writes essays in the past, he doesn't like others to watch when he doesn't finish the manuscript.

Zhang Yue stepped aside, raised his head, and there were still sporadic rains on the roof, smashing into the earthen basin one after another.

"Yes, can you pee in the basin when you wake up at night?"

But seeing Guo Lin flustered: "Senior brother knows?" ”

Don't ask me how I know, because my brother is also from here.

Zhang Yue laughed twice, then lay sideways, took out the cloth quilt from the futon brought from home and was about to cover his body, but saw a small bag of heavy things falling out of the futon.

Zhang Yue remained silent and glanced at Guo Lin.

Seeing that Guo Lin was still studying without distractions, Zhang Yue turned his back and opened the cloth bag, but saw that there was always a lot of money inside.

You don't have to guess to know that it was left by Zhang Shi for himself!

At this moment, Zhang Yue's eyes were slightly red, and he carefully hid the cloth bag close to his body.

The mountains, the sound of the rain, the pine waves, the thatched hut, and the lonely lamp were mixed together to make a different kind of thought, and then he unconsciously fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Yue got up angrily to fight mosquitoes, a slap of blood! On the other hand, Guo Lin slept very soundly.

Is this mountain mosquito a bully? Bite me as hard as you can!

Zhang Yue held his breath, walked to the earthen basin at the head of Guo Lin's bed and put the water, and saw that it was really a little yellow by the moonlight, and it was full of commotion. Zhang Yue went to Guo Lin's bedside and turned over the bedside again, and said to himself while looking for it: "Where is it?" Where? ”

In the end, Zhang Yuezhen found the leftover half of the cake on Guo Lin.

"Just thinking that you read until midnight, and if you don't eat something, you will be hungry." Zhang Yue said, picked up the cake and took a bite.

"What a rotten cake, dry and tasteless at all." After Zhang Yue finished eating, the feeling of burning fire in his stomach was better.

The next day, Zhang Yue was woken up by the sound of reading aloud.

Zhang Yue went out in clothes and saw that the sky was just dawning, and the grass house was already full of children.

Guo Xuezhi is teaching the boys to recite scriptures orally.

Zhang Yue looked, but saw Guo Xuexue pacing slowly with his hands behind him, dragging the clogs while closing his eyes and chanting slowly.

The sound of clogs dragging and the sound of pedant's subdued chanting have a different rhythm. There were only a few children under the grass house, who followed Guo Xuexue to chant the scriptures seriously.

There was a boy who shook his head and learned from Guo Xuexue's appearance, which made the boy on the side laugh.

Guo Xuezhu glanced at it, but he didn't move at all, and continued to chant.

Zhang Yue paused for a moment when he heard the sound of reading, and at first he felt a little funny, but then he also felt very bored, and paced away.

He walked around, but saw a col behind the pine forest, in which a hundred and ten families lived, and farther away was farmland surrounded by streams.

Pucheng has seven mountains, two rivers and one field, and there are few fields and many people, so the mountains are remote, but as long as the place is a little flat, there are people.

'There is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmer is still starving to death' is said to be this.

Zhang Yue sat on the boulder with his hands on his head, looked up at the sky and couldn't help but think, Guo Xuexue has no appearance of a teacher at all, and he can't restrain his students, no wonder his students are not successful one by one, as for the parents of these boys, they are probably the same as my brother, so they worship under him to study.

After three years of studying like this, and I don't know a few words, I'm afraid I won't even be able to write a decent article, let alone get out of this mountain. But if you think about it, as an ordinary man, there is nothing wrong with living in such an unworldly village, and living a life. People don't have to be obsessed with getting ahead in this life, just like the leisurely white clouds in the mountains.

But Zhang Yue thought about it carefully, and he was a little unwilling.

Zhang Yue got up from the stone and walked down the mountain, and there was only a food shop at the head of the village. Zhang Yue bought some sweet and delicious flower cakes and returned to the hut in his arms.

When Guo Xuexue arrived, the boy had already dispersed to help the family with some farm work. He came to the East House to test Zhang Yue's knowledge.

"First memorize the surnames of the hundred families." Guo Xue said.

This is not difficult for Zhang Yue, who has studied Mongolia for three years, to recite it with his mouth open.

After reciting the whole text, Guo Xuezhi corrected several pronunciation inaccuracies.

Then Guo Xuezhu compared the thousand-character essay.

After Zhang Yue recited, Guo Xuexue asked a few more allusions in the book. Zhang Yue can only answer with the memory of the original owner, some know, some don't.

Guo Xueji immediately carefully talked about the allusions in the article with Zhang Yue, and then said: "Although you memorize the article skillfully, you don't understand the righteousness, but the righteousness doesn't make sense, and in the end, the text doesn't understand." ”

"You will write a thousand words silently, copying while writing, how about I test you again tomorrow?"

Zhang Yue said in his heart, copy the book, copy the book, where is the reason for the teacher to discuss with the student.

Guo Xueji saw Zhang Yue's agreement, and kicked the clogs and left.

Zhang Yue said in his heart, I am here to learn scriptures, not to read thousand-character texts, so let's sleep first.

After speaking, Zhang Yue lay on the bamboo bed and fell asleep, and it was already dark when he woke up. But I saw that Guo Lin was already reading hard at the table with the lamp lit.

"Senior brother, good evening!"

"Well...... Senior brother, you are at your own convenience! ”

It was already dark, and among the three thatched huts, only Guo Lin and Zhang Yue's house lit an oil lamp, which could be described as extravagant.

Zhang Yue couldn't help but think of a poem, when he got old, his fame became sparse, and he rode a thin horse alone to take long distances. The lonely village is still lit up in the morning, and there are people who read at night.

In these years, except for studying, no one will extravagantly light the lamp at night, so the ancients also appropriately called the bursary money as anointing money. It's no wonder why the ancients hated sleeping so much during the day and didn't go to read during the day, so did they have to light up the lamp at night to read? Isn't that a waste of money?

Zhang Yue thought about it, didn't finish his homework today, picked up a stack of bamboo paper, put it on the table, sat opposite Guo Lin, and copied the book while there were some lights.

Guo Lin asked cautiously, "Senior brother, ...... last night Last night, the cake at my bedside was not ......"

"Huh?" Zhang Yue raised the corners of his eyebrows and continued to copy at the desk.

"Senior brother, it's not that I don't call you to eat...... This is my own savings, reading in the middle of the night and eating a cake to satisfy hunger. I've got some more, let's ...... tonight."

Zhang Yue held a pen in his right hand, and with his left hand, he took out a large oiled paper bag from his arms and threw it at Guo Lin's head.

Guo Lin hurriedly caught it: "What is this?" ”

Zhang Yue smiled: "I ate your cake last night, and today I will be invited!" ”

Guo Lin's expression was complicated.

……

"That was the ...... in the basin of urine at my bedside last night"

"It's not!"

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