The sand in the sand table is still in the river, and some of it was left behind by the Luocheng masters after building the house, but there are not many of them, piled up at the base of the wall in the back room, near the kitchen, these are to prepare for the water, which can come in handy. The house is on fire, and sometimes sand works better than water.

A little closer, Liang Chuan took his younger brother to the river to fish for sand. Now that Brother Zhao is completely idle, he doesn't even need to go to the dog, he doesn't like to do bamboo weaving, sometimes he helps He Baozheng to make mosquito coils, sometimes he goes to the river to see the fish, the tea garden on the mountain sways twice from time to time, and the beehive to see if it has been stolen, but there is no serious thing that belongs to him.

Liang Chuan didn't see Ma Dan when he enrolled in the school yesterday, and he didn't meet the other three babies with Ma Dan. By the river, Liang Chuan saw this young but somewhat precocious child, sitting by the river, with a sad face.

"Ma Dan, where did you go, did you tell your father about it, and now your father's life is much easier, and you don't need your help, what? Your dad still won't let you go to school? Liang Chuan walked to Ma Dan's side and said, and saw that this little boy pulled a grass stalk and put it in his mouth, and his face was full of melancholy that was not suitable for his age.

"It's not our business to go to school, so..."

Liang Chuan was stunned for a moment, and a sentence popped out of the little doll's mouth, as if he had experienced all the suffering in the world, and his heart was heavy.

"And what's your business?"

"I just want to raise two lambs, and when the lambs are raised, they sell them for a daughter-in-law, and then have a son."

"Who told you this?"

"Daddy said that."

"Then let me ask you, what will your son do in the future?"

"My son?"

Speaking of this, he was suddenly stunned.

Liang Chuan asked him with a solemn expression: "In the future, when your son Xiaoxiao grows up, will he go to the mountains with you to herd sheep for big families?" And then you have been counting sheep dung and eggs for generations? “

"My father said that it is useless to study, the baby of the shepherd's family is still a shepherd, don't think about those things that are not expected, it will harm yourself and your family, and you should do your duty as a man."

"Then tell me, what do you think?"

"I think my dad has a point.." Ma Dan's words became quieter and quieter, and he didn't dare to disobey his father, "But my father has been busy all his life, and finally he has a family, and even my grandfather's land is gone, we just can only farm!" Actually, I don't want to be like him, I want to be like you, live in a big house, have fish to eat every day, and tell me if you learned all these ways to catch fish from books! Ma Dan was eagerly looking forward to getting a positive answer from Liang Chuan's mouth, he was not yet ten years old, but the confusion of life had already found him.

"Yes. If you don't want to be like your dad, you can only study! Read good books, read him and get ahead! "Liang Chuan is not a pyramid schemer, he is not so eloquent, he just told his father's example.

"If you read too much, not only do you not have to herd sheep, but someone will give you sheep to eat! The truth is in the book, you can find it yourself! ”

After all, Ma Dan is still young, young people who are willing to accept defeat and who are willing to accept their fate, dealing with sheep is a living way without a way to live, but where there is a ladder, anyone is willing to climb to the sky!

"You're not lying."

Before the words were over, he figured it out himself, how could the owner deceive people.

"When I go back, I tell my father that I must come to your school to owe him a favor, and I will only repay it when I grow up!" Ma Dan stood up from the river embankment, patted his buttocks, and left without looking back, and a sentence floated from afar: "I will report to the school tomorrow!" ”

It's not easy to have such an idea at such a young age.

He Baozheng made a list according to what Liang Chuan said, drove an ox cart to Fengshan to buy pen, paper, ink and inkstone, almost a set of hands, and then cut four couplet-shaped long wooden boards, and asked the master to engrave the two poems from yesterday. Then I went to Zheng Ji's clothing shop and invited a tailor master, and made an appointment to go to Fengshan early tomorrow morning, there is a big deal! For the sake of the children in the village, he has worked hard, what is their generation's hope, but if there are a few good seedlings in the village who can study, then Jiuquan will also have an explanation for the ancestors.

On May 5, talk about the Dragon Boat Festival.

Liang Chuan wanted to carry the gong to ring at the door of his house, but the distance from the village entrance to his house was not short, and the people at the village entrance would definitely not hear it, and several babies in the village lived at the village entrance. Meng Liangchen pondered for a while, and went home with the gong in his hand.

Liang Chuan asked him if he wanted to knock, and he said that he came from the entrance of the village anyway, knocking all the way, just right.

Early in the morning of the Dragon Boat Festival, Meng Liangchen finished eating, carried a gong and beat it from home, and walked along the road. No one would laugh at him, saying that he would make a gesture first when he saw him, and asked politely: "Mr. Morning!" ”

Meng Liangchen knocked along the road, but none of the children came out, no, he imagined that the students were all staying at home waiting for his gong, and then jumped and danced after him to come to the school, so happy, but no. He frowned and continued to knock on the door of the school, and saw a scene that made the ice in his heart melt in an instant.

Each of the seventeen dolls had a bright face on their faces, although the clothes on their bodies were shabby, they were sewn without revealing a trace of flesh, the clothes were washed cleanly, there was no sludge or oil stains, and the seventeen children lined up, all with bright smiles to greet their husbands!

"Hello sir!" Seventeen people bent down in unison to perform a teacher salute, and the crisp and immature children's voices were pleasant to the ear, which was no better than the heavenly sound, and then raised their heads and seventeen smiling faces were silly and happy. They were so happy and excited that they didn't sleep one night at a time, and when the sky was still bright, they were afraid that they would miss the new clothes, so they ran to the door of the school first, and then waited for the gong.

At this moment, the heart that had not been calm for a long time under Meng Liangchen's calm surface finally quieted down, this was really a cultivation in the red dust, and his heart throbbed. These children are the future of the country, wherever they are, everywhere they are at home. He looked at the children and smiled, there was no cold in winter, only the warmth of spring, he experienced the sacred sense of teaching and educating people, the sense of responsibility, and the burden on his shoulders made his feet more solid.

Liang Chuan once said to him, if you want to realize your ambitions, you can't rely on your strength alone, you have to have someone to support you and help you! Isn't that hope just around the corner?

Meng Liangchen has never been a gentleman, he has been a student, so he still understands how to teach students. The seventeen sand tables were filled with sand, and there was a bamboo stick on the sand tables.

The students took their seats in turn, according to the seating order they had arranged yesterday. Meng Liangchen didn't hold a book or a pen, but just paced around the classroom twice with his hands behind his back, and said quietly: "Today is the first class of our Tsinghua Academy, I hope you can remember today, today is also a special day, do you know!" "

"I know, my mother said that she would eat zongzi and hang calamus today!" A slightly taller, older child rushed to the road.

"Eating is important, but we need to see the meaning behind it. Is there anyone else who says it? "Meng Liangchen's teaching method is very advanced, a bit like the open teaching of professors in the university, not blindly cramming knowledge into students' minds, but first arousing everyone's interest, taking the story as an opportunity to draw out the meaning behind it, and let students think! It seems that putting this kid in the school is in the right place!

Liang Chuan stood outside the door, quietly looking at the content in the class, a big stone in his heart could be regarded as falling, and he also had an explanation for Lao He. It's just that the horse egg that was said yesterday didn't appear today, and I was inexplicably a little disappointed.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind him: "The Dragon Boat Festival on the fifth day of May is the day to commemorate Qu Zi and Wu Zi!" ”

Everyone should go to the prestige, only to see a bruised boy standing outside the door, Liang Chuan looked at it, your mother, this is not a horse egg, how can you be beaten into such virtue!

"Come in and find a place to sit!" Liang Chuan smiled, this kid went back to fall out with his father Lao Ma, and Lao Ma couldn't wipe his face and cleaned him up ruthlessly. There were no extra piers in the class, and the child who had just answered said to Ma Dan, "Come, come and squeeze with me!" Ma Dan's face bloomed, but he still grinned and sat down unceremoniously.

Meng Liangchen glanced at Liang Chuan, pretending that nothing had happened, and then continued to speak: "Today I will teach you how to write Qu Zi Wuzi's characters, and then tell their story. ”

"Pick up the bamboo sticks in your sand table and write along with me." Meng Liangchen himself also has a sand table, and it is a special large sand table, the purpose of which is to act as a blackboard. He held a bamboo stick, with a stick on behalf of the pen, rustling in the sand table, stroke by stroke, the pen was shocking, although it was written on the sand, but the words on the fine sand, no less than the paper, is still a strong dragon snake, a bent word.

The students picked up the sticks, but they were all stunned, the teacher's handwriting was so good that they couldn't write it. On the sand table, Meng Liangchen kept the big characters, took the words apart, and traced them stroke by stroke, "Follow me, horizontal, folding, horizontal, apostrophe... ”

At Liang Chuan's suggestion, the students did not use paper and ink directly to practice calligraphy, but first practiced with bamboo sticks on the sand table with fine sand, first practicing the glyphs, and then practicing the meaning of the words! It is impossible to practice words in one step, only temper slowly, and this is the first step under the journey of thousands of miles!

Yi Niang and Yang Xiu wrapped a lot of pork stuffed zongzi, Meng Liangchen in the school was clear-mouthed, telling the story of the sacrifice of two patriotic righteous men in Chu thousands of years ago, how people made zongzi to lure fish and shrimp in order to protect their remains, although the myth is wonderful, but can not stand the sweetness of zongzi, before the middle of the day, the hungry cooing in the school comes and goes, like a spring wow, people can't help laughing, and the children's thoughts are hooked away by the meat zongzi.

Meng Liangchen scolded a few times, and continued to tell the story of Qu Zi in his mouth: "I also have a good heart, although I have not regretted it even though I have died nine times. "The students' minds are just a little calmer, and they are thinking about their parents' teachings one by one, they are here to do learning, they must work hard and cherish the time!

The gong sounded after class, and Liang Chuan asked Yi Niang to carry a basket of zongzi to the wing.