Zheng Sheng was stunned, and Mrs. Wang was still talking: "This time you left home, you have been gone for one hundred and sixteen days, and you have not come back to see me for more than one hundred days." What did you say when you left? Did you forget? ”

Zheng Sheng's heart was moved, one hundred and sixteen days? She remembers it so clearly? However, at that time, he did promise Madame Wang that he would come back to see her in a few days.

"Have a lot of fun during this time? Let's go to school in Wanxian County! Let the teacher discipline you well. ”

Zheng Sheng lowered his head, walked up to her, and admitted his mistake: "I was wrong." ”

Mrs. Wang patted him on the head and gestured, "It's long again." Say, where are you wrong? ”

"I should come back to see you."

Wang Ru was relieved to shoot again.

"Pat yourself stupid again." Zheng Sheng was dissatisfied.

"How can you be stupid when you pat it?" Wang Ru looked at him carefully, as if he had rediscovered his son: "Also, why did I never know that you were so smart?" Where did that Pinault come from? How I never knew. ”

"Well, I heard from a mother in Lijia Village that if her child lied, she lied to the child, and the nose of the lying child would get bigger. I wrote it down, added a few more things, perfected it, and that's it. Zheng Sheng had already made up the reason.

"Really?"

"Really."

"If you lie, will your nose get bigger?" Wang Ru asked.

Zheng Sheng covered his forehead, he couldn't believe that a person in his twenties couldn't even see that this was a trick to deceive children? It is hard for Zheng Sheng to imagine how his grandfather educated his children and raised Wang Ru like this?

Wang Ru saw Zheng Sheng like this, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she likes to tease children like this the most, especially her son is really smart, "Also, when did you learn to read and write?" ”

"I didn't steal it, I just saw it on weekdays and learned it." Zheng Sheng touched his nose and said helplessly, "Actually, I didn't learn much, but I knew some simple words." ”

"In that case, let's keep learning. You're seven years old and can't play all day. ”

Zheng Sheng frowned: "I really can't help but go?" ”

"Yes, I haven't returned for three years, your uncle is already dissatisfied, and he wants to see his nephew." Wang Ru pushed his son to the chair next to him - thanks to Zheng Sheng's promotion, Mrs. Wang also used a chair here and served him a bowl of rice porridge, "Come so early?" Didn't eat, did you? Eat quickly. ”

Zheng Sheng looked at the rice porridge in front of him sullenly: "What's going on with this ethnology?" I remember not before, right? ”

"June Bingshen Day Opens School." Mrs. Wang explained to him, looking at him who was still puzzled: "The meaning of opening the school is to open the door of the school that has not been interrupted or interrupted before, the Zheng family has always gone outside to study before, and it is the first time to open a clan school. ”

"I heard that the head of the clan is still Qiu Chudao Qiu's old master!" Mrs. Wang added.

Zheng Sheng was stunned: "When Master Qiu left, did his uncle invite him back to open the school?" But why didn't he even say a word? ”

Wang Ru shook his head: "You still want to ask Master Qiu about this matter, right?" Son, you see, today is May Yihai, and the opening of the school is June Bingshen, so it's not too late for you to wait until June to go to Wan, stay in the manor during this time. ”

As soon as Zheng Sheng heard the branch, his brain hurt: "Today is twelve, which means that I want to live in the manor for half a month?" ”

"What? Not happy? "Madame Wang wants to go crazy.

"How so? The time is so short that I want to stay for a month, two months. ”

"Really? Great, you're not going to go to the Ethnicity? Then stay with me! Mrs. Wang said with a smile.

“……”

After cleaning up the Jing Si Xuan where he had lived, Zheng Sheng moved in again. He originally planned to go back to Lijia Village directly after he didn't go to the clan study. As a result, now the clan is going, and this time also stayed in the manor.

However, there is no difference between being in the manor and in the courtyard of Lijia Village, Zheng Sheng still exercises and practices calligraphy every day. The only difference is that he has to set aside part of the time every day to accompany Wang Ru to relieve his boredom.

The filter paper that Zheng Sheng exchanged last time worked well to use, and Qing'er even "creatively" invented the filtration method before cooking the soup, so that she didn't have to filter it bowl by bowl, which saved her a lot of time.

Zheng Sheng also brought two pieces of filter paper that had not been used this time.

However, Mrs. Wang did not have a good sense of this delicate "fragrant bean soup". This made Zheng Sheng quite frustrated.

After three exchanges in May, Zheng Sheng intends to try a new direction. For example, how much can he redeem at one time? There are no restrictions. Zheng Sheng wanted to know this.

Therefore, on the day of Ding Chou (May 13), Zheng Sheng went to Nanxiang.

This is a small county seat, but although the sesame is small, all kinds of organs are complete, Nanxiang County not only has a "city", but also a variety of workshops, the Zheng family also has a small papermaking workshop here. This is the destination of Zheng Sheng's trip.

Zheng Daifu, the director of the paper workshop, obviously did not expect that Zheng Sheng, the little prince, would visit the paper workshop. After some jumping, Zheng Daifu rejected Zheng Sheng's idea of visiting the paper mill, not because there was any unsavory secret, and Zheng explained that the paper mill was very dirty and inconvenient to visit.

Zheng Sheng was asking for help on this trip, and he was not reluctant, and then said the purpose of his trip.

"What? All the paper in Nanxiang County? Zheng Daifu's eyes widened.

"Don't worry, you won't let Master Zheng be embarrassed, all the papers will be purchased at the market price, you can help me transport it back to the village, and find Steward Wang to report the account."

Zheng Daifu stepped back.

"Young master, what are you buying so much paper for?" Zheng Cheng asked curiously. "Is it to go to the clan to learn it?"

"Yes, Shuangquan'er is very smart."

Zheng Sheng returned to the manor. The next day, Zheng Daifu pulled two whole ox carts of paper.

Steward Wang listened to Master Zheng's explanation in astonishment. He was very helpless, what is the son of the world going to do? Steward Wang sent Director Zheng away, and he reported to Wang Ru the nonsense of the prince.

"Paper? Two cars? "Wang Ru is a little confused, two carts of paper? Can paper still talk about cars? "Let him toss." Mrs. Wang continued to enjoy the coolness, she knew that Zheng Sheng must have a purpose in doing things, and he would not mess around like other children at will, what to do, let him go - Mrs. Wang's free-range child method.

Steward Wang left with a cool heart. Big and small two unreliable masters, his housekeeper is unlucky.

Zheng Sheng didn't pay attention to the stiff smile on Steward Wang's face when he received the paper. Stacking all the papers in a vacant room in his Jing Si Xuan, Zheng Sheng circled around them, and the paper stacked together this time was a little five meters high, three meters long, and two meters wide, a full "paper mountain", a total of nine cubic meters, and the experimental equipment was enough.

At night, the balance in the dream always reminds Zheng Sheng of his identity that is different from other people, what is the meaning of such a dream? Why did it help Zheng Sheng? Don't think about philosophical questions. Zheng Sheng went into action.

He put the mountain of paper in his memory on the scales.

Then Zheng Sheng seemed to hear a muffled sound, and he woke up from his dream.

Finished! Zheng Sheng jumped up from the bed, what did he do? Won't break the scales, right? Zheng Sheng covered his head, too reckless! With such a small scale, he actually put nine cubic meters of things on it!

Zheng Sheng was so anxious that he circled around the Xuanli. He looked at the sky, it was pitch black, and there was a sound of frogs outside the Xuan. It's still a little cool. Go back to sleep! Maybe you can dream again? Zheng Sheng comforted himself.

Fall asleep in a daze, get up in a daze.

Zheng Sheng was disappointed, he dreamed, the dream was strange, he appeared on a battlefield, running desperately. kept running, running to his former high school, then to the Zheng family manor, and to the Li family village courtyard.

In short, when he woke up, he still had bouts of heart palpitations and bouts of fear.

Zheng Sheng spent the whole day wilting, without exercising or practicing calligraphy.

Mrs. Wang looked at Zheng Sheng and didn't even eat her usual favorite meat, and was very strange: "Sheng'er, what's wrong with you?" ”