"Master, Master, Master......"

Yu Zhiyuan looked at the white-bearded old man with a serious face in front of him, and his brain was short-circuited for a moment, and he generally didn't know what to call it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Who is this son?" The white-bearded old man looked at Yu Zhiyuan, who was a little depressed, and asked, and the little disciples in the room couldn't help but prop themselves up on the table and look out.

Yu Zhiyuan immediately turned around, hid his hands in his sleeves, pressed his right hand with his left hand, raised his hand to increase his forehead, and bowed ninety degrees; Then get up, and at the same time put your hands together again, and put your hands down when this set of movements is done.

This is called the long ceremony, which is a unique etiquette for juniors to elders and students to teachers. Yu Zhiyuan specially wore a wide-sleeved robe today, and when he performed this salute, he had the gentle and jade style of a handsome son.

"The teacher probably doesn't remember me, student Yu Zhiyuan." Yu Zhiyuan looked at the old man in front of him and said, and this old man is the mentor he is looking for, Mr. Wu.

Mr. Wu was already gray when he taught Zhiyuan, and now five or six years have passed, and he looks even older.

Mr. Wu frowned, looked up and down a lot of Yu Zhiyuan, and asked, "Who are you?" Yu Zhiyuan? That young master in Yu Ji Leather? That bear child in the Yu family? ”

Mr. Wu's question, which was a little blessed, made Yu Zhiyuan's heart happy, it seems that the impression left by Young Master Yu on him is really an out-and-out bear child. Such a respected teacher commander is full of wealth, but he only uses these three words to describe the young Yu Zhiyuan.

Yu Zhiyuan forcibly pressed the corners of his mouth that wanted to fly, and said respectfully: "Yes, the student is Yu Zhiyuan." ”

When Mr. Wu heard this, he couldn't help but look at him carefully, shook his head, and said, "Impossible, how can that naughty and inferior child understand so many etiquette!" ”

Mr. Wu blew his little white beard, glared at him, and said. After saying that, he couldn't help but come up and take a look, and muttered to himself: "It's the same as when Yu Zhiyuan was a child." ”

Yu Zhiyuan no longer struggled with this old gentleman about these problems, smiled slightly, and went straight to the point: "I came to meet the teacher today, but I don't want to disturb the teacher's teaching." ”

Yu Zhiyuan remembered that when all teachers were lecturing, they always had special resentments towards people who interrupted their lecture ideas. But since it's already bothered, you won't be beaten with a smile. The right thing has to be said, but the etiquette must also be done.

Sure enough, when this sentence came out, Mr. Wu, who was full of seriousness, softened his face and muttered: "It's okay, it's time for the children to get out of school, I'll see how the rain is outside." ”

Yu Zhiyuan turned to the side, moved the door of the classroom out of the way, and let Mr. Wu come out of the room.

The summer rain came and went quickly, and the sun came out in just a few moments, and the sky was clear, leaving only the smell of earth in the nose.

Mr. Wu took a deep sniff of the special smell of the rain, closed his eyes and exhaled slowly. Then he turned to the children in the classroom and said, "That's all for today's class, everyone can go home." ”

"Oooo Finally after school, the children present shouted with joy, and they all couldn't wait to grab their small cloth bags and rush out of the classroom.

"Slow down, slow down!"

"It's just raining, the road is slippery, you guys slow down!"

Mr. Wu followed the group of singing and flying sparrows until the classroom was empty, and the clouds on the horizon were somewhat reddened by the sun, and the light was refracted and bled on the two people who remained in the classroom.

"Zhiyuan...... Is there something you can do? Mr. Wu looked at Yu Zhiyuan and shouted a little awkwardly. The person in front of him doesn't look like the muddy boy of the Yu family.

"The sound of wind and rain and the sound of reading are in my ears, and when I was waiting for the teacher outside the door, I suddenly realized that this is indeed a good place to study." Yu Zhiyuan said with a smile, "It's just that I was too a bastard when I was a child, and I couldn't understand these things earlier, and I couldn't understand your painstaking efforts, teacher." ”

Mr. Wu nodded slightly, even if this muddy boy has a little conscience, and now he knows the good intentions of being a teacher.

"Teacher, I am here to visit you today and thank you for your kindness."

After saying that, he presented a scroll of bamboo slips with both hands, and he was afraid that the heavy rain would wet the bamboo slips, so Yu Zhiyuan kept them in his arms, and this bamboo slip was written on Han Yu's "Persuasion".

Mr. Wu is not only a teacher, but also a reader, and a reader has a soft spot for books. Not to mention that this book is a gift from Yu Zhiyuan to him as a teacher, and he has always carried it in his arms so as not to break it. Every one of these rules and every practice touched Mr. Wu's heart.

Mr. Wu took the book slip handed over by Zhiyuan with both hands, and carefully unfolded it, the unique fragrance and ink fragrance on the bamboo slip made Mr. Wu a little fascinated.

"Teacher, preaching, teaching, and solving doubts are also ......" is clear and crisp.

"Hey, it's funny, this teaching is the duty of the teacher, where does the gratitude come from?" There was already a slight smile on the corner of Mr. Wu's mouth, and his hands were groping for the smooth book.

Yu Zhiyuan struck while the iron was hot, with an open heart to teach, and said: "It is the teacher who is humble, and the grace of the master is too much for the world, and more important than the parents." ”

This sentence is one of the few ancient texts that Yu Zhiyuan can remember, and it is definitely used here to exert its greatest value.

Mr. Wu looked at Yu Zhiyuan with some surprise, and secretly praised in his heart, "Okay, good, really good, this child has really grown up and is sensible, why didn't I see that this child is so good...... He thanked me like this, and I ...... I really didn't do what a teacher should do. ”

Mr. Wu is an old master, so he is naturally quite useful to what he said, and said with a slight smile: "Zhiyuan, sit down." While smiling, he was still thinking in his heart: "This kid's level of speech should now pass the township exam." The more he thought about it, the more Mr. Wu regretted his idea that Yu Zhiyuan couldn't become a big thing.

Yu Zhiyuan sat down on the straw mat, Mr. Wu sat opposite Yu Zhiyuan, the master and apprentice have not seen each other for so many years, at this time, there are many things to say, but I don't know where to start.

"Zhiyuan, you can come today, I'm really happy to be a teacher!"

"It's not right for Zhiyuan, I didn't come to see the teacher earlier. As you know, my parents were away early. It was you who taught me the truth of life and taught me to read and write, and my achievements today are inseparable from your teaching. As the saying goes, you are a teacher for one day and a father for life, and you are like my reborn parents. Yu Zhiyuan said slowly, and as he spoke, a little tear appeared in his eyes.

Mr. Wu, who was sitting opposite Yu Zhiyuan, had already hidden his face and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.