After about half an hour, Wang Changgui brought the prepared meal into the thatched hut and put it on the dining table outside, Wang Bin sat down at the dining table with a stool made of low wooden stakes, and his stomach was rumbling so hungry that he picked up the chopsticks and picked up the hot white flour steamed buns and ate them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Wang Bin took several bites of food, but found that there were only green vegetables in the big porcelain bowl, not even a single meat, so he immediately put down his chopsticks and his face became unhappy.

Wang Changgui, who was sitting on the side and only cared about eating steamed buns and rarely moved chopsticks, saw Wang Bin's unhappy face next to him, and immediately knew what the reason was.

"Xiaobin, your dad I have been working in the field for a day, my body is very tired, you will make do with it tonight, tomorrow, early in the morning, my dad will eat the more than a pound of beef stir-fry you brought, Xiaobin, you have to be more considerate and considerate of your father, your father and I work for the owner Liu Yuanwai to do long-term work, every day is very hard." Wang Changgui, who was a little unbearable in his heart, was a little embarrassed to say his hardships.

Wang Bin, who was a little unhappy because he couldn't eat meat for this dinner, heard Wang Changgui's bitter water, and the resentment in his heart was reduced by half, and he felt that he, as a son, should really be considerate of Wang Changgui, who was working hard outside.

After dinner, Wang Bin rinsed his mouth, there was no entertainment in the village at night in ancient times, he went to the kang and fell asleep.

Wang Bin, who was full of food and drink, fell asleep, but Wang Changgui, who had a sad face, was lying on the other side of the earthen kang, closing his eyes tightly, hiding things in his heart, but he didn't close his eyes all night.

Early in the morning of the second day, Wang Bin got up as soon as he arrived at the hour. For him, who will never get up from bed before 12 o'clock at noon after taking the college entrance examination, this is already early enough.

After Wang Bin, who got up early, got up from the kang, he didn't find his father Wang Changgui, and got off the kang and searched everywhere in the thatched hut and outside, plus the fence courtyard outside, but he didn't find the whereabouts of his father Wang Changgui.

In the past, if Wang Changgui had gone to work very early, he would have prepared breakfast in advance and put it on the dining table outside the thatched house. But today, Wang Bin saw that the dinner table was empty, which showed that Wang Changgui did not work at all.

Wang Bin, who was sitting on a wooden bench next to the dining table, was thinking about what his father Wang Changgui was doing when he got up earlier than him today, and after a while, he heard the "squeak" of the fence gate opening.

When Wang Bin went to the fence yard, he saw his father Wang Changguihuan walking happily from outside with a light bamboo basket in his hand, this is the first time since he woke up to see Wang Changgui so happy, even when he woke up the night before, he didn't see Wang Changgui so happy.

In this regard, Wang Bin, who was very curious, immediately stepped forward, took the basket from Wang Changgui's hand, and asked curiously: "Dad, what are you doing outside early this morning, let me find my son."

"Hey, Dad, you're so happy today, have you encountered something good, come and tell my son, let my son be happy and happy." Oh, Daddy, you're coming from outside with a basket, are you going to buy something good, I need to take a good look at what is in this basket. ”

Lifting the bamboo basket that he took from Wang Changgui's hand and covering it with a piece of blue cloth, Wang Bin looked down and found that the bamboo basket was empty, and there was nothing, so he felt that it was no wonder, when he took it, he felt that this basket was very lightweight, and it turned out that there was nothing in it.

Wang Changgui, who walked into the fence courtyard, saw Wang Bin in front of him disappointed after opening the empty basket, and immediately said with a smile: "Xiaobin, don't look at this basket is empty, but you kid got the opportunity to study in the village private school for half a year, your father and I came to visit Mr. Hu who taught the private school early in the morning."

"At first, Mr. Hu was reluctant to let you go to his professor's private school, but your father and I spoke softly and softly, and gave him the piece of beef that weighed a pound yesterday, and Mr. Hu finally agreed to let your kid try to study in his private school for three days.

"As long as the three days of this trial study are over, I will promise your father and me to let you study for free for half a year in his private school, which is a great thing that does not cost a penny. Xiaobin, you said that this matter is not a big good thing, how can my father not be happy. ”

When it comes to going to private school, Wang Bin's head is getting bigger, he feels that as a modern person, he can't read those ancient texts at all, he can't even cope with modern exam-oriented education, how can he deal with the degree of memorization of poems and songs in ancient texts.

Relying on Wang Bin's previous memories, I remember that Mr. Hu, who opened a private school for professors in the village, was extremely unkind to him.

An ancient text of less than 600 words, during his stumbling recitation, he was stunned to receive no less than 50 lashes, beat both of his palms to reveal bloodshots, and was kicked out of the private school, his father was stunned and did not say a word about it.

Thinking of the tragic experience in the private school in the village in the past, Wang Bin felt sorry for the same enemy of this "self" before ancient times, and felt that he had seized the opportunity to repair this teacher who punished the students so harshly.

After Wang Bin thought about it carefully, he felt that there was something wrong with what Wang Changgui said, Mr. Hu, who was more difficult to speak, so happily agreed to let him go to private school, except that the piece of beef weighing more than a pound played a role, he felt that there was some conspiracy in this, otherwise, this kind of pie in the sky good thing, he felt that it would not fall on his head for no reason.

After he got to this age, Wang Bin asked Wang Changgui, who was happy and couldn't close his mouth, in a somewhat resentful tone: "Dad, you said that you, the piece of beef that Miss Yu Yu'er gave to our family, why did you give it to your Mr. Hu who taught private school." I said that last night, Dad, you didn't put this beef in the vegetables and fry it, it turned out that you wanted to take it to Mr. Hu early this morning.

"Also, Dad, it's not that you don't know that Mr. Hu is a stubborn old man, and he usually behaves extremely harshly, which is well-known in our village. You just said that he promised to let me go to a private school for a three-day trial, and after three days of trial, he also promised to let me study in his private school for free for half a year.

"This old man is an old fox, and he must not have any good intentions to agree to this matter so easily. Dad, don't be blind to that piece of beef, in the end I didn't go to school in his private school, and when the time comes, it will be a bamboo basket to draw water, and stealing chickens will not be a loss of rice. ”

After listening to Wang Bin's questioning words, Wang Changgui first restrained the smile on his cheeks, and quickly took out a very shabby looking ancient thread-bound book from the sleeve on the left side, and mentioned it in front of Wang Bin.

After taking the thread-bound book from Wang Changgui's hand, Wang Bin saw two characters written in traditional Chinese on the cover - Mencius, and hurriedly opened it and flipped through a few pages at random, only to find that the two words written on the cover were the title of the book, "Mencius".

Bent over the bamboo basket he was holding in his hand and rested it on the ground next to him, and after standing up and flipping through a few pages, Wang Bin raised it and asked Wang Changgui who was standing in front of him in confusion: "What do you mean by the book you brought me?" You wouldn't buy it from outside with the only dozen or so dollars we have, would you? ”

When Wang Bin asked him this, Wang Changgui was happy first, and he couldn't help but replied happily: "What about that, the dozen dollars, your father and I will not spend it unless we have to." Your father and I are an illiterate rough person, what is the name of this book, what is written in this fire book, your father and I don't know at all. However, this book was given to you by the kind-hearted Mr. Hu.

"It is a time limit for you to memorize all the words on this book within today, and go to his private school tomorrow at three o'clock in the morning, and ask you to recite the contents of this book to him word for word, not only promise to leave you in the private school for three days, and ask to recite a book of almost this kind every day, but also promise that if you finish reciting a book, the memorized book will be given to you without taking a penny.

"Also, after passing the three-day trial, let your kid not take half a year of study in his private school. Dad thought at the time, Xiaobin, you are smart now, and it shouldn't be a problem to recite these broken books, so he agreed. ”

Although, Wang Bin looked at the "Mencius" with an unknown history in his hand, combined with the words that his father said just now, he felt that this old man Hu, a teacher, would not have such a good heart.

At this moment, after listening to Wang Changgui and Pan's words, as Wang Bin expected, this old man Hu really didn't hold back any good fart, and deliberately humiliated their father and son by reciting ancient texts, but Wang Changgui didn't know it, and felt that this was a good thing.

What made Wang Bin feel very pleased was that he had a huge collection system of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign books built into his brain, and when he went to school in a private school tomorrow, he would directly search for "Mencius" and recite it to the old man Hu who deliberately made things difficult for him, anyway, he couldn't let his conspiracy succeed.

After thinking of a countermeasure, Wang Bin threw the copy of "Mencius" in his hand into the empty basket on the ground next to him, bent down to pick it up and hold it in his hand, turned around and returned to the thatched hut alone.

Wang Changgui, who was standing in the fence courtyard, saw that his son didn't care so much about the book that he had finally borrowed from Mr. Hu's house, and immediately told him earnestly: "Xiaobin, this book was borrowed from Mr. Hu, you have to take care of it, don't throw it around, this book is worth tens of dollars, you kid is going to break the book, our family can't afford to pay it." Today, you kid don't want to go anywhere, just stay at home and read a good book for Lao Tzu. ”

There was no beef to eat, and there was still a small half of the grass left, so Wang Changgui simply made two bowls of rice porridge, added some vegetable leaves and salt, and he and Wang Bin and their father and son each had a bowl.

After breakfast, Wang Changgui went to work in the south of the village, and Wang Bin was left alone in the house.

Wang Bin, who felt that he had nothing to do, lay down on the clay kang, flipped through a few pages of the worn-out "Mencius", and saw that it was boring, and the upper eyelids and lower eyelids were fighting, so he closed the book and threw it on the corner of the clay kang, turned sideways and faced the wall, and fell asleep.

There was no beef to eat, and there was still a small half of the grass left, so Wang Changgui simply made two bowls of rice porridge, added some vegetable leaves and salt, and he and Wang Bin and their father and son each had a bowl.

After breakfast, Wang Changgui went to work in the south of the village, and Wang Bin was left alone in the house.

Wang Bin, who felt that he had nothing to do, lay down on the clay kang, flipped through a few pages of the worn-out "Mencius", and saw that it was boring, and the upper eyelids and lower eyelids were fighting, so he closed the book and threw it on the corner of the clay kang, turned sideways and faced the wall, and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Bin, who was asleep, was suddenly woken up by a loud voice behind him: "It's raining outside, stupid, why don't you hurry outside to pack up the clothes to dry, be careful that your father comes back from outside and shoots you with the soles of his shoes." ”