After returning home, Lin Shitong told the old lady Wang about Lin Fusheng's finally being able to speak, and said that Li Fuzi accepted Lin Fusheng as a student. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the old lady was very happy to hear it, one was happy, the dumb grandson was finally no longer dumb, and the second joy was that the grandson did not need to spend money to study, which saved the family a lot of expenses.

The old man didn't know when, he was already standing under the eaves, as if he heard Lin Shitong's words, and grinned happily, and he didn't know who he was happy for, Lin Fusheng or Lin Shiwen.

Lin Shixiu and Xu Shi returned home, but it was a different scene, silent, drooping their heads, and carrying Lin Dezhong back to the house. When I returned to the house, I didn't know what to admonish Lin Dezhong, but from time to time, Lin Dezhong's crying and begging for mercy came from the house.

That night, Yang's eyes were red all the time, but there was a smile on his face. While preparing clothes for his son Lin Fusheng, he kept instructing, "When you go to Master Li's house, you must be well-behaved and obedient, and when you are free, you can help Master do more work." When the master is old, he will accept you as a student, and you should repay your kindness. You know? ”

"Well, mother, I know. Rest assured. Lin Fusheng sat on a small stool and looked at his mother Yang and nodded in response.

Yang is now fascinated by his son's voice, and every time he hears a sentence, his heart will involuntarily tremble, and he will want to cry when he is moved. "Uh, that's right, the master's granddaughter, Yan'er, is younger than you, you are the elder brother, but you have to let her."

"Well, my son remembers, don't worry."

"Also, you're going to the academy here, it's no better than at home. You can't just do things by temperament, you have to get along with other children and support each other. ”

Lin Fusheng curled the corners of his mouth and smiled, if he kept telling him like this, he didn't know how much his mother still had to say. I'm afraid that from night to dawn, I can't finish the instructions. "Well, mother, although my son is young, he is not stubborn. You don't have to worry about that. ”

"Alas, you are leaving your father's mother tomorrow, how can my mother not worry." Yang said that his eyes were red again.

Lin Shitong laughed loudly: "it, let's go to Master Li's place to be a student if we have the ability." You should be laughing. Fusheng has been obedient and sensible since he was a child, and you still don't worry about him. ”

"Yes, mother, besides, I will come back for a day every first day or fifteenth day of the new year. When the time comes, you ask Dad to pick me up early, but don't forget. Lin Fusheng deliberately changed the topic.

After hearing this, Yang put down his heart. On the fifteenth, Pan'er returned, and the fifteenth day is like fifteen years.

Yang cleaned up until midnight before going to bed.

The next day, just after dawn, Lin Fusheng and his family had breakfast, then sat on an ox cart and rushed to Li Village with his father.

The ox cart drove not far away, Lin Fusheng looked back, but saw that Old Man Lin and Yang were still standing there, looking forward, and the two raised their hands from time to time and wiped their eyes.

Lin Fusheng left home for the first time, so that people who felt sorry for him could not be worried and sad.

After a bumpy ride, the ox cart stopped at the foot of the mountain in the Thatched Cottage of the Master. At this time, it was still early, and only occasionally the sound of chickens and dogs barking could be heard in Li Village, and there was silence all around the foot of the mountain.

Lin Fusheng jumped out of the car and said goodbye to his father Lin Shitong, Lin Shitong's eyes were slightly red and he waved his hand and said, "Go up quickly, don't tell the master to wait." ”

Lin Fusheng nodded, picked up a small bag of his bags, opened his short legs, and walked towards the grass hall hidden in the mountains step by step.

Climbing the 100-meter-high hillside is effortless for adults. But Lin Fusheng only had the body of a five-year-old child. He pulled through the layers of shrubs and climbed hard along the hillside, finally arriving at the school he had longed for for a long time.

Li Fuzi's school was built in a slightly flat place in the mountains, with no fence around, but it became a courtyard of its own.

The school was not very large, with a wooden door hidden from the red brick walls, which was not locked. On each side of the door, there is a window. Through the window, you can see the furnishings in the hall, the door is facing the table where the master is sitting, and on the wall behind the desk, a portrait of a saint hangs high. There are more than a dozen rectangular low tables in the hall, and in front of each low table, two seats are placed separately. The whole layout is very simple, without too much decoration, it looks very simple and elegant.

Lin Fusheng only looked in through the window, but did not go in. Immediately, he took two steps back and looked up, on the outer wall of this school, in the middle of the high place, hanging a black lacquer flat, with gold characters on it: Qingyun Pavilion.

"Qingyun Pavilion?" Lin Fusheng frowned and smiled, most of the cottage study will have some elegant names, using words such as "ink", "Qing", "poetry", "elegant" and so on. But ...... the word "Qingyun"? "In the end, 'next year on this day, the clouds will go, but the world will be busy laughing.'" This? Still, 'poor and strong, do not fall into the clouds.' 'What?' Lin Fusheng whispered to himself and said, "It seems that the master seems to have a wish for ambition that is difficult to reward." ”

Lin Fusheng walked around the red brick school, and there were no special furnishings around. It's just that behind this school, there is another upward mountain road, which is also a stone staircase road fifty meters away, to Master Li's house.

Lin Fusheng came to the school the day before, so he naturally left very early, and at this time, there was no one in the school, not even Master Li had arrived.

Looking at the eastern sky, the sun was still slowly rising, Lin Fusheng dragged the bags in his hand and continued to climb up the mountain.

Only halfway up the mountain, a childish voice like a silver bell came from the small courtyard on the mountain, "Roar! Hey! Ha! ……”

There were countless question marks above Lin Fusheng's head, there wouldn't be any other mountains here, right? In this residence of Master Li, I didn't hear the sound of reading poetry and reading, but how could such a strange sound come from.

When he hesitantly climbed the last layer of the stone steps, he sneered, and said secretly in his heart: I actually forgot that there is a little little woman in the master's family.

It turned out that this burst of shouting was the sound of Li Yan'er's martial arts practice in the courtyard.

I saw Li Yan'er with a mountain bag on the top of her head, dressed in a bright red slanted short brown, a black belt around her waist, and a pair of black boots on her feet. He was waving the red ribbon in his hand in the yard.

Li Yan'er when practicing martial arts, with a serious expression and sharp eyes, kicked, hit, turned, and turned in the layers of dust and mist raised by the ribbon, and her movements were agile and brisk, and she really had the style of a chivalrous woman.

"Yan'er, you're messing around in the yard again!" As he spoke, Li Fuzi walked out of the thatched hut.

Seeing Master Li this morning, Lin Fusheng was very surprised, yesterday he was still a master dressed in Tsing Yi, but today he has become the same as Li Yan'er, dressed in martial arts, light gray short brown, and a pair of black gold boots under his feet.

Looking at Master Li like this, although he is over fifty years old, his body shape has not changed, and his waist is not bowed or his legs are bent. It is completely the same as the master under the green robe and the cloth, and the judgment is like two people.

The image of Li Fuzi is really completely subverted, Lin Fusheng's previous impression of the private school master.