The journey was safe, and when I got home, it was just time for dinner, and my mother Chen waited anxiously at the gate, and saw that she was riding a scalper to erase her mother's worries.

At dinner, there was basically only the eldest aunt's eyebrows dancing and asking Zhu Pingjun about the private school, what Jun'er did well in the private school, did the master praise you, what did you learn in the private school, and so on. Zhu Pingjun didn't disappoint her, and they blew it together, why did I perform well in the private school, I had a good relationship with my classmates, and the master was good to me and praised me, because I studied hard and hard, I learned to read and write in the private school, and I recognized four words, not too simple or something.

Every time Zhu Pingjun said a word, the eldest aunt's eyebrows fluttered very happily.

Zhu Ping'an, who was eating the pickled pickles and nibbling on the cakes, only complained speechlessly, I don't know how the eldest aunt would feel if she knew that Brother Jun slept drooling on the table on the first day of school, of course, she wouldn't be a bad guy to break this matter. The master has already punished Brother Jun, and if Brother Jun knows his mistakes and can change them, the master's lesson has been enough. If Brother Jun is stubborn, it is useless to say more, and the aunts will think that they are jealous of Brother Jun.

The pickles at home are all pickled by my grandmother, and I have to say that although my grandmother is eccentric, the pickles are a must.

Radish strips and cucumber strips, such as jadeite, are delicate in color, sweet and sour, crispy, mellow and refreshing, and the flavor is unique and mouth-watering.

After so many days, this plate of pickles, it is accompanied by Zhu Ping'an's rice and porridge, if it is missing, the food will not be fragrant.

"It's better to see that Yu'er eats fragrantly." The third aunt watched Zhu Ping'an eat and drink porridge with a big mouthful, and couldn't help but praise it.

"So, I was right to let her herd the cattle." The eldest aunt was praising Zhu Pingjun on the head, and after being interrupted by the third aunt, her face was displeased, how could the children of the second brother's family compare with her own children, he was herding cattle and digging in the soil, and his own children wanted to study and be the champion.

Mother Chen's face was displeased, but it was not easy to have a seizure, and her grandmother was watching from the sidelines, so she had to take Zhu's father to be angry, one, two, three, and pinched Zhu's father's teeth and cracked his mouth.

Not to mention what everyone did after dinner, only said that Zhu Ping'an acted like a thief after eating, and went to the cowshed with scissors, and Shaoqing walked out happily with a handful of yellow oxtail hairs in his hand.

Putting the scissors back in place, Zhu Ping'an intercepted a piece of bamboo with the thickness of a finger, pouted his butt and stuffed the oxtail hair into the bamboo pole in the water.

It's not easy to get this job, the oxtail hair is stuffed in, but I don't know what to fix it, and the hand either falls off or shrinks into the bamboo pole when it touches it.

"Don't play in the water, the water is cold at night, go back to your room early to rest." After walking around the yard, my grandmother saw Zhu Ping'an making bamboo in the basin, and thought he was playful.

"Got it, grandmother." Zhu Ping'an agreed.

Grandmother urged her again and went back to her room.

Zhu's father followed the sound and saw his youngest son pouting his ass and playing in the water, so he couldn't help but walk forward, holding one arm with one hand and resisting it on his shoulder, riding a big horse like his father teasing his son when he was a child.

Zhu Ping'an was pressing the oxtail hair, and was hugged and resisted by Zhu's father, and suddenly flew up, and his soul was almost scared away.

Zhu's father saw that Zhu Ping'an was holding a bamboo pole and oxtail hair in his hand, and couldn't help but ask the reason curiously, when he knew that Zhu Ping'an was going to make a brush, he was guilty and funny. Guilty that he can't afford to provide for his son to study and learn, the funny thing is that this stupid boy still wants to make his own brush, and the brush does that. If you don't have the ability to provide for your son to study, then make a brush for him to play with.

After making up his mind, Zhu's father took the initiative to make a brush and give it to Zhu Ping'an.

Zhu Ping'an raised his little face and looked at Zhu's father, a little unconvinced, Zhu's father had never studied, how could he make a brush.

"Your uncle studied when he was a child, and the cost of the brush, I often went to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone store to buy pen and ink for your uncle, and after a long time, I became familiar with the guys there, and I learned to make my own brush, how much can save some money for the family, but your uncle is older, so I don't need to make the brush. But over the years, my craft has not been left behind. Father Zhu seemed to be reminiscing about his childhood, and he was a little embarrassed.

In this era of the Ming Dynasty, there were only two meals, morning food and feeding, the morning food was around eight o'clock, and the feeding was around five o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhu Ping'an went to herd cattle again after eating morning food.

"Hey, how do I look at our cows, it's a little weird there." When Zhu Ping'an rode the old ox out, the little fourth aunt frowned and said to herself.

The tail of the ox has been cut off, can it be blamed.

When Zhu Ping'an heard this, he hurriedly guided the old scalper and stepped out of the door. If the fourth aunt sees that she has cut the tail of the cow, I don't know what else will happen.

Today, in addition to yesterday's things, Zhu Ping'an also brought a small bamboo basket that is narrow at the top and thick at the bottom, a brush and a wooden board the size of A4 paper with black paint, this wooden board was found in the stove room, it may have been a part of the furniture before, after the furniture was broken and rebuilt, this wooden board was useless and was thrown to the firewood room as firewood.

Brushes and wooden boards are used to practice calligraphy, with a bamboo tube to hold some river water, the brush dipped in water can be practiced in a short period of time on the black lacquered wooden board to practice calligraphy, can be recycled indefinitely, and save ink and paper, one stone.

The small bamboo basket that is narrow at the top and thick at the bottom is used for fishing, and the fishing method that I heard from Zhu's father telling a story last night.

The warm sunlight shone through the thin clouds, shining on the white earth, reflecting a silver light, shining on the people and cattle on the mountain village path, painting them with a halo of gold and silver.

The cow's hooves stepped across the single-plank bridge and came to the small hillside, the grass was still green, and yesterday's Lori was gone.

Zhu Ping'an hit a bamboo tube by the river now, and then led the old ox to the half-waist bamboo forest on the hillside, and tied the old ox to a tree, so that it could eat fresh grass, and it could also give the grass that was eaten by the cow yesterday a chance to recuperate.

Bring your own class equipment, walk through the bamboo forest, and once again come to the outside of the school, find an inconspicuous corner, and sit down in class.

The time was also just right, the children's morning reading had just ended, and after the master asked a few questions, he was about to start a new day of teaching.