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Three days later.

Chinese New Year's Eve.

Although the family is separated, Luo Ping also has to take the family back to the ancestral house to worship the ancestors with his father, eldest brother, and third brother. The cumbersome ancestor worship procedure is followed by a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and a vigil. The era of the Ming Dynasty pays attention to not sleeping all night, which is said to wake up next year and not be depressed.

Roche smiled a little, because when eating Chinese New Year's Eve, grandma gave almost all of the delicious chickens and fish to Luo Xin's cousin Luo Sheng and uncle Luo Zhi, and her two sons just ate some green vegetables. How could this make Roche's heart comfortable?

Luo Ping sat there honestly and chatted with his uncle and uncle. Luo Qing sat there without speaking, the ten-year-old boy of this era was already very sensible, and he also knew that his grandparents were partial, and his little heart was also very angry. Luo Xin is a normal heart, and the second child has not been treated well since ancient times. The eldest is the eldest son in the family, and he will receive the family property in the future, so he will naturally be valued, and the old and young are loved by their parents.

"If I have a younger brother under me, I'm afraid I will be treated the same way as my father at home, right? I don't know if I'll have the opportunity to read in that case. ”

"Second brother, I heard that you are going to let Xin'er go to study?"

Luo Zhi asked softly. Although his voice was soft, the room suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Luo Ping's face. Luo Ping smiled honestly and said:

"Xin'er wants to read!"

"Let him read if he wants to?" Grandpa knocked on the cigarette pouch pot, glared at Luo Ping and said, "Is he the material for reading?" Did he want to uncover the tiles, and you still helped him go to the house? ”

"Dick!" Grandma also said on the side: "Your family now has three acres of land, where can you afford Xin'er to study?" Be pragmatic. ”

"Xin'er wants to read!" Luo Ping smiled innocently.

"Second brother, you have to think clearly." The eldest aunt said lightly: "Don't fail to study in the future, but drag your family to the point where you can't get by." ”

"Your family can't get by!" Roche finally broke out: "New Year's Day, are you cursing my family?" ”

The eldest aunt's face froze: "I didn't mean that......"

"Second sister-in-law, sister-in-law is also for the good of your family." The little aunt opened her mouth with a hint of disdain in her eyes: "You haven't read a book and don't know how difficult it is to read, where is Xiucai so easy to test?" What kind of person and what life, the local chicken can't become a phoenix. ”

"Shut up!" The uncle scolded sharply, and the aunt pursed her lips and sat aside without speaking.

"Second brother, do you really want to study?"

"Xin'er wants to read!" Luo Ping turned over and over with only this one sentence.

"Then let's try it for a year, even if you know two words, it's good." The uncle glanced at Luo Xin, and then shook his head gently, looking like a loser.

Luo Ping smiled, and Luo's face turned blue.

Luo Xin smiled, and Luo Qing's face turned blue.

Dawn.

Luo Ping's family left their ancestral home and returned to their home. Roche nagged about the unfairness of his in-laws along the way, and his father just smiled honestly. Back at home, Luo Xin took a nap, then washed up, went to the private school Mr. New Year's greetings, and met two children from the same village at Mr. Wang's house, the two boys heard that Luo Xin also came to study after the New Year, but they were very excited.

Time flies.

The sixteenth day of the first month.

Luo Ping left his home early in the morning with his big gun and went to Weida Xing in the county seat, and after half an hour, Luo Xin walked towards the school at the end of the village with the bookcase on his back. Luo Qing was playing with a big knife in the yard, and Luo was doing housework in the house, but he was a little restless, worried about his husband, and sighed lightly from time to time.

Private school classes are held in the morning only, with two days off each month. One day in the middle of the month, one day at the end of the month. Luo Xin walked into the school hall and saw that there were only eleven boys sitting in the school, and there were only twelve of them.

"Luo Xin, come and sit."

A student who was half a head taller than Luo Xin beckoned to Luo Xin, who was Zhang Xun from the same village. He is eleven years old this year, and he will be twelve years old after his birthday, four years older than Luo Xin, who is eight years old this year. He had a good relationship with Luo Xin's eldest brother, so when he saw Luo Xin come in, he beckoned him to sit beside him.

"Luo Xin, you're also here to study?"

"Hmm!"

"Why didn't your eldest brother come?"

"Big brother Xiwu!"

"Also, your eldest brother is a martial idiot. If you have anything to tell me in the school, I'll settle it for you. Zhang Xun patted his chest and said.

"If Mr. hits me, will you be able to settle it?"

Zhang Xun's little face changed: "That...... You'll have to settle it yourself. ”

"Ahem!"

A cough made the school quiet, Lin Xiucai walked in, first asked a few children to recite part of the three-character scripture, and then began to explain the three-character scripture. Although Luo Xin is very familiar with the stories in the Three Character Classic, he saw it in his previous life, and now he is listening to it, which has a different flavor, so he listens to it with relish. Lin Xiucai spoke for about an hour, then asked those boys to recite and practice words by themselves, and then called Luo Xin to him and handed him a book, Luo Xin looked down, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, it was a hundred family names. I couldn't help but think in my heart, could it be that my soul of dozens of years old wanted to study with a bunch of little kids?

Just thinking about it makes me feel depressed.

"Today I'll teach you the surnames of the hundred families first!"

"Yes, sir." Luo Xinxin depressedly took over the surname of the hundred families and turned the first page.

"You follow me! Zhao Qian Sun Li! ”

"Zhao Qian, Sun Li!"

"King Zhou, Wu, Zheng."

"King Zhou, Wu, Zheng."

"Well, you read those eight words from the beginning."

"Yes, sir."

As a researcher of ancient literature, how could Luo Xin not read the surnames of the hundred families? Not only have they read it, but they can also recite it, and at this time the school hall is quiet, and the eleven boys are looking at Luo Xin, wanting to see him make a fool of himself, presumably when they first learned these eight words, they don't know how many times they learned them.

"Am I like them?" Luo Xin continued to be depressed, but his mouth read crisply: "Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou Wu, Zheng Wang." ”

"Huh?" Lin Xiucai looked stunned, closed Luo Xin's book, then picked up a pen and wrote the word "Sun" on a piece of paper, and asked:

"What do you pronounce this?"

In Lin Xiucai's opinion, the surname of the hundred families is catchy, and Luo Xin has memorized it, but if he takes out the words alone, he will definitely not know them.

"Sun"

Lin Xiucai's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and he wrote the word "Zheng" again and asked, "What kind of word does this read?" ”

"Zheng"

The surprise on Lin Xiucai's face was even worse, and he had finished the eight words before he stared at Luo Xin in a daze, and said half-loudly:

"Have you read a hundred family names with your uncle?"

"Nope!"

Lin Xiucai looked at Luo Xin scrutinically, and the eleven boys in the school also looked at Luo Xin with their mouths wide open, they didn't expect that Mr. just taught it once, and Luo Xin learned eight words.

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