After picking blisters and having dinner, Li Wenbo said to Xiao's mother: "I see that the two of you have lived in a big family for a long time, but when studying your son's knowledge, he has a deep insight, but what he has learned is something that cannot be pieced together, which makes the old man puzzled." Xiao Zheng couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed after hearing this, not to mention that there are a few people in later generations who have systematically studied ancient classics, even if they are a little bit familiar, they are all classic sentences extracted from ancient books learned from textbooks when they were in school, and there are more people who are familiar with the words of other countries, and they have forgotten the knowledge of their ancestors, so they are still complacent and not ashamed but proud! Xiao Zheng relied on his in-depth understanding of classical literature when he studied traditional Chinese medicine, otherwise he would have been asked by the old master a long time ago.

Hearing Mr. ask, Xiao Zheng replied: "In the early spring of this year, the younger generation had a serious illness, and I didn't remember many things after I got better." Li Wenbo stroked his beard and said: "No wonder, this is reasonable, but it's okay, the old man will teach you again from the beginning, when I teach you, if you encounter familiar schoolwork, we will skip it, and if you are not familiar with it, you will learn it steadily." After finishing speaking, he took a copy of the "Analects" from his hand and said: "You should read this book well during this time, and it is best to memorize this book, the words of the sage are the ancestors of all learning, and the "Analects" must be remembered after all, which is of great benefit to the self-cultivation of people and the family." Xiao Zheng read that this book was secretly finished, how can I remember four or five thousand words?! But Mr. did not dare to disobey his words, so he had to take the book with respectful hands and said: "Mr. Xie gave the grace of the book, and the younger generation should carefully follow Mr. 's teachings, and read angrily in order to glorify the lintel in the future." Li Wenbo saw Xiao Zheng's thoughts, and said with a smile: "I limit you to half a month, you can recite it within half a month, after this half a month, I will help you memorize, if you can't recite it again, the old man will stop waiting."

Since then, many villagers in Shenhe Bay will see a pair of young men and women on the riverside meadow, two cows next to them grazing peacefully, and the man standing by the river reciting loudly, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry; If you don't take one corner and don't take three corners, you won't be able to ...... again" By reciting the Analects by himself, Xiao Zheng suddenly found that God did not treat him badly, and he felt that his memory was okay in his previous life, and now there is obviously a tendency to increase, and he can't say that he will never forget it, but as long as he concentrates on reciting, he will soon be able to remember these contents, which surprised Xiao Zheng.

What surprised him even more was that Jin'er's performance didn't seem to be bad at all, when Xiao Zheng made a mistake, Jin'er sometimes didn't even look at the book and directly pointed out his mistakes, sometimes Xiao Zheng deliberately memorized the wrong place, when the two of them were talking back, they opened the book or Jin'er was right, which made Xiao Zheng admire again and again, and the relationship between the two became more familiar with the contact between the endorsement and the cattle, that is, Xiao Zheng called Jin'er a few sisters, although Jin'er should not be, but also acquiesced, sometimes when cleaning the courtyard in the afternoon, Xiao Zheng still recited the content of the Analects with a broom. Jin'er still followed Xiao Zheng behind him unhurriedly with the book in her hand, and when Xiao Zheng was reminded of the wrong back, Xiao's mother, who was doing needlework on the side, smiled and said nothing after seeing it, and the two of them memorized it back and forth for six or seven days, Xiao Zheng had memorized a copy of "The Analects" very well, and at the same time became more familiar with the traditional Chinese characters of this era, and completely adapted to the habit of vertical reading. On this day, Li Wenbo stopped Xiao Zheng, listening to him memorize the Analects very familiarly, and then pulled out some sentences from the middle to ask Xiao Zheng to memorize, seeing that he could also memorize quite familiarly, Li Wenbo smiled and said to Xiao Zheng: "At that time, it was not easy for Jin'er to be used for half a month when the Analects were "Analects", but it is really commendable that you can recite it in such a short time, and the old man is very pleased."

When Jin'er heard her father praise Xiao Zheng, she said to Li Wenbo: "Aye, you praise him for being better than me, if I hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have memorized the book in such a short time, and praised him for being smart, I think he is very stupid, he can't even herd cattle and mow grass." pampered Jin'er on the head and said: "Nonsense, how can this reading be confused with herding cattle and mowing grass, and it will spoil the scenery." After finishing speaking, he said to Xiao Zheng: "Although you are smart, you must know that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky, you must not rely on your own momentary wisdom to opportunistically, and you must be able to do things for a while. Xiao Zheng was shocked after hearing this, and his heart suddenly restrained the careful thinking of the people of later generations looking at the things of the world, and respectfully bowed to Li Wenbo and said: "The younger generation will remember Mr. 's teachings, and will study hard in the future, live up to Mr. expectations, and let his mother enjoy her old age as soon as possible", Xiao's mother on the side also thanked him after hearing Mr. Li's words, Li Wenbo stroked his beard and laughed when he heard it: "The son can be taught!" ”

Time is like the water in the small river in front of Shenhewan Village, slowly passing away, the cicadas are noisy and birdsong is the time for the fragrance of rice flowers, every morning Xiao Zheng first sits in the classroom to listen to Mr. Teach, and when he encounters unfamiliarity, he calms down and listens slowly, and when he encounters his familiar schoolwork, he gets up and arches his hands and goes out to herd cattle. People in the village often see Xiao Zheng leading rhubarb and Ah Hua to the outside of the village, sometimes there are one or two children's books hanging on the horns, the villagers see Xiao Zheng hanging the book on the horns and feel quite interesting, on the road there are often one or two familiar farmers to joke with him and the cow, Xiao Zheng does not think it is wrong, over time people get used to it and no one says anything, Xiao Zheng picked a basket of grass back at dusk. After dinner, Mr. Li sometimes asked Xiao Zheng what book he was reading, and Xiao Zheng reviewed the content of the day's reading one by one, and Mr. Li did not instill his own set of theories to Xiao Zheng, but often slowly discussed the content and views in the book with Xiao Zheng, whether it was "Spring and Autumn", "Zuo Chuan" or "Warring States Policy", Mr. listed the words of each family, and did not judge the opinions of each family, but asked Xiao Zheng to analyze the views and opinions inside, and saw Xiao Zheng talk about the point, and his eyebrows danced happily when he saw Xiao Zheng talking about the point. When it comes to the wrong time, Mr. also said his own opinion for Xiao Zheng to discern and analyze, the more he explores Xiao Zheng, the more he feels that Mr. Li is more extraordinary, Mr. has ancient classics, and he has something to say, giving people the feeling that it is like a sweet spring, which seems to be ordinary but bubbling out of the inexhaustible. Xiao Zheng also tried to ask Mr. Li about his past in the past, but Mr. Li cleverly avoided laughing and did not answer.

After a long time, Xiao Zheng slowly became familiar with more than a dozen children who were reading, and other children chatted with Xiao Zheng, a teenage child, but one child caught Xiao Zheng's attention, this child was two or three years older than other children, but he rarely talked to Xiao Zheng and other children, every time he greeted people politely, he was often late for class every day, and hurriedly entered the classroom, and gave Mr. a respectful salute, and Mr. waved his hand to signal the child to enter the table directly. When the child came, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and he looked like he had walked a long way, and his slightly darkened face showed a maturity that was not commensurate with his age, and although the clothes he wore were a little shabby, the patches on the clothes were neatly sewn and cleanly washed. When he came, his shoes were stained with a lot of mud, and before entering the school, he took off his shoes and knocked the dirt clean outside, and then put his shoes on the edge of the mat and then went to study at the desk. When other children were playing during recess, he was still reading carefully with his lips closed, as if all the time was learning, and this child's thirst for knowledge could be described as greedy.