At this time, it was almost evening, and Wang Bin, who had just turned into the alley and walked less than two steps, looked at the long queue that stretched from three or four steps in front of him to the gate of his fence yard, and was shocked into a cold sweat. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The alley can be described as crowded, shoulder to shoulder, Wang Bin, who stopped, looked around, roughly estimated, there are at least a hundred people.

Although the night was hazy, Wang Bin could clearly see that among the people who lined up in front of him, none of them came empty-handed, everyone was carrying a bamboo basket on their arms, looking at them with a little difficulty on their shoulders, the weight of the things in this bamboo basket was not light.

Just now, Wang Bin, who was still shocked by this, out of curiosity, he tiptoed forward, took advantage of the unpreparedness, looked up at the bamboo basket on the arms of several people at the end of the line in front of him, and saw that there were all kinds of things inside, including food, clothing, and usefulness, which can be described as different.

At first, Wang Bin was surprised to see so many people crowded in the alley in front of him, and he was still a little puzzled when he saw the long line in front of him stretching all the way to his door.

At this time, seeing that these people queuing up in front of him all came with their own good things, it felt as if they had come to his house to give gifts, which made Wang Bin both surprised and curious.

Wang Bin, who didn't know the situation, after hesitating again and again, decided to inquire, and immediately faced a middle-aged woman standing at the end of the line, and asked in a tentative tone: "Auntie, it's getting late, what are you doing here?" ”

The anxious middle woman, after hearing Wang Bin's question, turned her head to look at him, did not recognize him as Wang Bin, and replied a little impatiently: "You young offspring, you know that you are not staying in our village today, are you going to play outside the village?" Auntie can tell you that today, a big event has happened in our village, a big thing bigger than the sky. ”

When it came to the end, the middle-aged woman put on a mysterious look, deliberately hanging Wang Bin's appetite, and when she was halfway through her words, she suddenly stopped talking, but looked left and right, as if she was afraid of being heard by others.

These middle-aged women, usually idle in the village bored, in the slack time, often will gather in groups of three or five, talk about some of the short things of the Li family, but all the so-called "big things" that come out of their mouths are at least divided into three periods, exaggeration and adding oil and vinegar to the majority, if it is listened to by mature people, naturally they will not believe it all, at least in their hearts secretly put a discount of five or six percent.

However, whether Wang Bin was in his previous life or in the present dynasty, he did not have many opportunities to contact with middle-aged women, and hearing the "big thing" from the mouth of the middle-aged woman in front of him, and seeing the middle-aged woman who wanted to speak and stopped, it made him even more curious about this so-called "big thing".

Driven by the curiosity that intensified several points, Wang Bin continued to inquire in confusion: "Auntie, why didn't you continue to talk about it halfway through, I did go to a relative's house in a neighboring village all day today, and I don't know anything about what happened in the village. ”

Although this middle-aged woman was the last in line, she had been standing at the end of the line for about half an hour since she arrived. Seeing that the queue for such a long time did not move forward at all, I felt a little anxious.

Under the extreme boredom, this middle-aged woman felt that she was idle anyway, and since there was a young student next to her who was willing to talk to her and chat, she was naturally very happy to accompany her. However, she didn't want to end the conversation so quickly, so she naturally lost no time in selling off her appetite to delay the conversation.

Being asked so eagerly by Wang Bin, a young descendant, immediately made the middle-aged woman feel proud, leaned in front of Wang Bin, and whispered mysteriously: "You young descendant, you only know how to be playful, and you must not have read the book well." Auntie, I can tell you, there is a broken family in this alley, Wang Changgui's son, the young descendant who used to be called "Fool", is now a 'prodigy' in the mouth of our Liujia Village.

"You kid don't know, early this morning, the old Mr. Hu who teaches private school in Liujia Village, and Mr. Hu, who teaches Liu Yuan's second son, somehow came to Wang Changgui's house, and the two of them insisted on accepting Wang Changgui's son as their student. Although the son of Wang Changgui's family used to be called a 'fool', but after recovering from a serious illness, his head immediately became bright, but he refused to be a student of the two gentlemen, and he also came up with a poem topic.

As a result, the poems written by these two teachers did not satisfy the whole fool, and there was no way, so the fool had to write a poem himself. Not to mention, the poems that the two teachers spent half an hour writing couldn't bear to read, but the fools wrote a stunning poem in less than a cup of tea, which made the two teachers leave in shame. ”

The middle-aged woman who was talking and spitting stars was flying, and when she saw Wang Bin hearing this, she put on a listless look, and felt that what she had just said must not have been to the point, so she waited for a while, paused, and reminded to continue to say: "You young offspring, don't believe it, my aunt and my words have not been finished yet, what happened below is even more exciting, you have to be patient to listen."

"After the two teaching gentlemen left Wang Changgui's house in shame, Wang Changgui's son called 'Fool'er' just got an errand for the second young master of the Liu family to accompany him in Liu's house yesterday.

After inquiring about Mr. Hu, who taught her second brother, she learned that Wang Bin wrote good poems, and even Mr. Hu sighed to himself. No, Miss Liu Yuer felt that Wang Bin was a 'Wenqu star', where was she willing to wronged Wang Bin to be her second brother's accompaniment, so she immediately decided to quit Mr. Hu, who was not as skilled as others, and hired Wang Bin to be her second brother's teacher.

Later, it came out of the mouths of several students in our Liujia Village private school, and Wang Bin was able to memorize the full text of the two bibliographies of "Analects" and "Mencius" for the undergraduate examination without much effort. But from this, this stupid guy is not stupid at all, and he can memorize texts and write poems, this is not a prodigy.

"No, all the young students in Liujia Village who have a reading at home, and the parents have rushed over, wanting Wang Bin to use his spare time to enlighten his own son who is studying while being the second young master of the Liu family."

At the beginning, the middle-aged woman was still very quiet when she spoke, but the more she spoke, the louder she became, and what she said could be described as a flying eyebrow and dancing color, and immediately attracted the twenty or so middle-aged men and middle-aged women who were waiting in line before and after.

After listening to the words from the mouth of this middle-aged woman, Wang Bin understood what was going on, he understood the truth and was about to turn around and leave, suddenly, a burly middle-aged man who was squeezed out of the crowd from the alley grabbed his arm, and a slightly vicissitudes of life and a very familiar voice sounded in his ears: "Xiaobin, you are almost at the door of the house, why do you still turn around and want to run."

"You are not a good man, you have caused a good thing outside, and you have provoked so many villagers in the village to our doorstep, don't embarrass me here, hurry up and go home with me and explain honestly, see if I don't clean you up well."

Wang Bin, who was unable to move because he was pulled by a pair of powerful big hands, turned his head to see that the person who grabbed his arm and opened his mouth to teach him was none other than his father Wang Changgui.

Most of these middle-aged men and middle-aged women waiting in line didn't know Wang Bin, but nine out of ten people who knew Wang Changgui surrounded their father and son, and these twenty or thirty people standing at the end of the line surrounded their father and son heard Wang Changgui call this young man "Xiaobin", and he also called himself "Lao Tzu" in front of this young man.

At the same time, judging from the physiognomy, Wang Changgui and this young man still have a little imagination between their eyebrows, and immediately there was a person with a lively heart, and he immediately confirmed that this young man was Wang Bin, nicknamed "Fool".

After determining Wang Bin's true identity, there were a few excited old ladies, while looking at Wang Bin, who was dragged by Wang Changgui into the alley, while shouting and shouting, "Come and see, come and see, folks, Wang Changgui and his son are stupid here, everyone hurry up and work together, don't ask Wang Changgui to lead his prodigy son into the house, then we will wait here for an hour in vain." ”

After this roar, it was really effective. Just now, Wang Changgui pulled Wang Bin to squeeze into the alley, and people who knew Wang Changgui hurriedly took the initiative to vacate Dier to let their father and son in, but at this moment, they were firmly blocked in the middle of the team by the villagers on both sides of the alley, so that their father and son could not go forward or retreat.

The villagers who are close to Wang Changgui and Wang Bin and their father and son, all express their opinions one by one, and there is only one topic around them, that is, to let Wang Bin accept their son as a student, otherwise, their father and son don't want to leave.