Chapter 7: Uncle Tells You a Story
Some of these books record the poems and poems that have been passed down through the ages in this world, some record the official history of the world's dynasties, and some describe the customs and anecdotes of various parts of the Zhao Kingdom......
Yang Xu was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that maybe after reading through these books, he would be able to have a general understanding of the world, and he would no longer be as ignorant as a blind person.
Although the books are in traditional Chinese characters arranged vertically and are not separated by punctuation marks, there is no difficulty in reading for Yang Xu, who has a deep knowledge of literature and history.
The fire blew softly, Yang Xu was fascinated, and unconsciously, he flipped through nearly half of the borrowed books, and finally had a new understanding of everything in the world now, and he was no longer confused.
In the middle of the night, Yang Xu reluctantly accepted the books, put out the fire, and returned to the house to rest.
When he got up the next day, Yang Xu was not in a hurry to go to Yang Xing's place for dinner, and continued to read the books with his arms, absorbing all the knowledge about this world hungrily.
Yang Xu ...... Brother Yang is not there? ”
Just as he was looking at it in obsession, Yang Dazhi's voice suddenly sounded outside the hospital.
Yang Xu came back to his senses and guessed that Yang Dazhi's visit should be related to his mother's illness, so he put down the books in his hand and went out to greet him.
"Brother Yang's home remedies really worked! I did what you said yesterday, and when I woke up early this morning, my mother's high fever has subsided a lot, and my spirit has improved a lot......"
After the door of the courtyard opened, Yang Dazhi rubbed his palms and spoke quite quickly, and the joy and excitement between his eyebrows could not be hidden.
His mother was sick and couldn't afford to hire a doctor, so he had to work hard at home, seeing that his mother's condition was getting worse and worse in the past few days, he didn't sleep well in a depressed sleep, and even secretly shed tears more than once for this.
Unexpectedly, after using Yang Xu's home remedies, his mother's condition was greatly alleviated in just one night, how could he not be overjoyed?
At this time, in his heart, he had already regarded Yang Xu as a god-like figure, and his heart was full of respect and gratitude.
Hearing that the home remedies were useful, Yang Xu also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "It's good if it's useful...... You can use that remedy for a few more days until your aunt is cured. ”
Yang Dazhi nodded, took a step back, and respectfully bowed to Yang Xu: "If it weren't for Brother Yang this time, my mother would be unpredictable." This kind of kindness, I Yang Dazhi must be kept in mind, in the future, Brother Yang is driven, dare not obey his fate! ”
Brother Yang said seriously. We are our own family...... Own family ......"
Yang Xu said with a smile, but he thought in his heart that after this incident, he would probably leave a good impression in the minds of the people of Yangjiazhai?
My current request is very simple, that is, to integrate into Yangjiazhai as soon as possible and become one of them, instead of being treated as an outsider by them.
The two chatted for a few words, and Yang Dazhi remembered his mother, so he confessed his guilt and went back to take care of his mother.
In autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the warm sun shines on the body, which is indescribably comfortable.
After sending Yang Dazhi away, Yang Xu simply took the book outside the courtyard and sat on the stone pier in the courtyard to continue watching.
In the meantime, Yang Xing came once, and wanted to ask Yang Xu to go to his house for dinner, but when he saw that Yang Xu was fascinated by reading, he directly brought the porridge over.
At dusk, Yang Xu read all the books he borrowed, and then went to Yang Xing with the books and asked if he could exchange a few more books from the owner of the village.
"You read such a few books so quickly?"
Yang Xing pointed to a few books in Yang Xu's hand, his face was incredible, thinking to himself that this guy should be ten lines at a glance, and each book was just a few quick glances, right?
What can be seen in this way? What's the point?
Or even more likely, he was actually illiterate, but just pretending to be a scholar in exchange for our respectful and polite manners to him?
Regarding Yang Xing's questioning, Yang Xu just smiled: "Well, I've read it all, and I have benefited a lot from it...... Brother Yang, how many books does the owner of the village still have? If it's convenient, please borrow it and take a look. ”
Yang Xing took a deep breath and looked at Yang Xu fixedly, but seeing that his eyes were bright and his eyes were clear, all that was revealed was longing, and there was no perfunctory intention.
Forget it, I'll go to the owner of the village and see what the owner of the village says......
Thinking of this, Yang Xing took a few books that Yang Xu had returned, and entered the courtyard where several exquisite wooden houses were built.
Yang Xu had nothing to do, so he sat on a small tree stump at the entrance of his courtyard and waited for Yang Xing.
The sun sets and the moon rises, and under the bright moonlight, the mountains and rivers in this world seem to be clothed in silver.
A group of children in the village may not be able to sleep, and under the company and care of their own adults, they play in a clearing not far away by the moonlight.
Those children were playing and chasing, and when they passed in front of Yang Xu, they all looked curious, wanting to get close but not daring.
Whenever this happens, Yang Xu will grin, revealing six white teeth, making himself look harmless to humans and animals.
Due to nutritional deficiencies, the children in Yangjiazhai are generally thin, but Yang Xu found that they were satisfied after every meal, as if the little gruel they drank was supremely delicious.
Unlike Yang Xu, after drinking a gruel, with a smile on his face, MMP in his heart, don't want to be wronged, so that how to eat better has become one of the goals he is fighting for next.
A boy of six or seven years old ran in a hurry, tripped over a piece of gravel and fell to the ground, and cried "wow".
Yang Xu got closer, hurriedly got up and went over to help him up, looked up and down, and saw that he was not hurt, so he smiled and said: "Manly man, rough skin and thick meat, what is there when you bump it?" If it's a man, don't cry your nose, or your friends will laugh at you! ”
The boy wiped his tears, turned his head to look, and sure enough, he found that several friends who were playing with him were pointing at him, giggling happily.
He felt aggrieved in his heart, but he felt that Yang Xu made sense, men shouldn't cry their noses, so he forcibly held back, but his shoulders shrugged and he kept sobbing.
"Don't cry, don't cry...... Come on, come on, uncle will tell you a story......"
Yang Xu pulled the little boy to sit on the stone pier under the tree next to him, and pointed to the bright and dazzling full moon in the sky: "Do you know what that is?" ”
The little boy looked up: "It's a white jade plate......"
"That's called the moon...... In the middle of the month, it becomes round and bright...... Do you know what's on the moon? ”
"There are Wu Gang, Guishu, Jade Rabbit, and Toad."
The little boy tilted his head and replied that he had heard it from the adults in the stockade.
In this world, although there are many legends about the moon, they are mainly based on Wu Gang cutting down trees, and as for the story of Chang'e running to the moon that circulated in Yang Xu's world, there is no record.
"Actually, there is a Guanghan Palace in the moon, and there is a beautiful fairy named Chang'e living in the Guanghan Palace, and she has a jade rabbit...... Now, let me tell you the story of Chang'e's flight to the moon......"
Under the gaze of the little boy's gradually brightening eyes, Yang Xu raised his head to look at the bright moon in the sky, and began to talk about the stories circulating in his own world.