Chapter 17 Village Studies

Now is the time of farming, there are more idlers in the village, at this time the news of the Li family building the wall and renovating the house spread, and suddenly Li Che became a man of the year again, although the pattern is a little small, the man of the year in the village, with Li Che's idea, should be low-key. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info low-key and making a fortune is the king.

The villagers are quite enthusiastic about the changes in the Li family.

Two months ago, Lao Li's family was still surrounded by four walls, and there was a bastard baby. Unexpectedly, the ancestral grave of the old Li family suddenly smoked, turning the bastard of the old Li family into a learned person, not only knowing poetry, but also making money. Although most of the villagers are illiterate, seeing so many literati come to ask for advice (as Li Laohan said), it must be good poetry.

Looking at their own babies in a blink of an eye, they are all clumsy, and they are angry when they look at them. I don't know if the second boy of the old Yang family's family has become smarter.

Li Laohan stood beside the construction site and smiled from ear to ear, and the idlers in the village came to help, and this group of strong men said that they didn't need to be paid, just manage a meal, and save a lot of money. The construction period was also greatly shortened, and the original three-day work was completed as soon as the wall was built.

What is Li Che doing? Early in the morning, Li Laohan pulled his ears and woke Li Che up, and dropped a sentence: Go to the village to study today, and dare to break your legs again.

The village school is located at the foot of a small hill in the west of the village, surrounded by green trees, and it is quite quiet. Two dilapidated wooden rooms, with more than a dozen tables on it, are the school. It is said that this school was also funded by Qingyun Academy, looking at this dilapidated appearance, it is estimated that it was also a sense of existence at that time, and it was a popular crowd.

Mr. Teaching's surname is Yang Mingxuan, and it is said that Mr. was not surnamed Yang, but Guo, and later entered Qingyun Academy to show respect and changed his surname to Yang. Li Che is not a fool, these are estimated to be said by Yang Xuan himself. Can you enter the academy and still come here to teach? That is, a poor scholar deceived the people in order to make a living.

Far away, I heard the sound of a few children playing in the school, and Mr. should have not arrived yet, and Mr. Yi's temper should have been a loud book.

Walked into the entrance hall and found a seat and sat down casually, looking at the laughing child with a wry smile, he was a college student in his previous life, did he use to read such pedantic broken books? I wondered if I would skip class.

After a while, the light at the door dimmed, and an obese figure blocked the door, Li Che looked up and was immediately happy......

Da Zhuang looked unlucky, with a slap mark on his face, and walked in with his head hanging and shaking.

Seeing Li Che, his eyes lit up for a moment, and he walked to Li Che's side in three or two steps, sat next to him, and the seat made a squeaky moan.

"Li Che, you're coming to school, you're finally not bored." Da Zhuang was very happy.

Li Che looked at his face with a smile and said, "How did you get it on your face." ”

Da Zhuang's face changed, and his face was full of grievances: "My father beat him." ”

"Why?"

"Yesterday, my family was populated, and my mother gave birth to a younger sister. The family was happy, and I was happy, so I said that my sister and I really looked alike, and my father was beaten without saying a word. ”

Li Che looked at the big fat and chubby pie face, flat, with his eyes and nose together, and wanted to say: Don't complain. Da Zhuang's father estimated that when his daughter grew up, he would marry out and collect some gift money, and marry Da Zhuang an aunt, so that he could not cut off the incense. looks like a big strong, not to mention gift money, you have to burn high incense when you get married.

"Then he beat me up again, and I asked why? My father said that he was angry and wanted to beat me, but you said that I was wronged or not. "Da Zhuang is very sad and angry, very what...

Li Che really wanted to comfort him and explain to him that genetically speaking, your father gave him this kind of birth. I was afraid that he would be stunned and explain it to his father, and he would be beaten for the third time. Forget that you don't have many friends, so don't turn this friendship boat upside down.

After a stick of incense, Mr. walked into the school, and the friends immediately sat quietly on their own chairs, shaking their heads and reading silently.

Yang Xuan was in a bad mood today, and he didn't find that there was one more person today. Sitting next to the lesson plan and not speaking, he sighed for a long time, and barely cheered up his spirits, and then he saw Li Che.

"Hey, Li Che, you actually came to study today." Master Yang was surprised, like a swan running out of a chicken coop. Li Che could only smile wryly, who made us famous.

"It's okay, review the old and learn the new," Yang Xuan's tone was full of envy and a hint of emotion. Li Che had a big question mark on his head, a little dizzy.

"Today we are learning a new lesson, "Three Character Classic", at the beginning of people, nature is good and ......" Yang Xuan read it again, and the students read it again.

Li Che finally understood Yang Xuan's expression, and he became famous again, Yang Shenzhi recorded the "Three Character Classic", and he didn't give money and didn't want to keep it for himself, so the signature was still Li Che, but Li Che would rather ask for money. Li Che pursed his lips, feeling helpless.

Yang Xuan had been paying attention to Li Che, and he couldn't tell whether he was jealous, envious, or both. I think I am thirty-six years old and have been reading books for 20 years, but my talent is limited, I am only half a bucket, I can't learn half a car, I have written a lot of articles, but none of them have taken a shot. The line has been submitted dozens of times, and now there is still no official position. Half a life, nothing is good for, you can only make a living by teaching, and you can do this in this life.

The day before yesterday, I went to visit a friend in Qingyun Academy, and when I saw this article, my friend praised it. It's good to say it, so I copied it, and when I asked for the signature, I realized that it was a student of my school.

I didn't expect the dull boy in the past, if he didn't make a sound, he was a blockbuster, he had such a talent at the age of ten, compared to his own mediocrity, his heart was more than complicated.

Sighing again, thinking that this son could not be taught by himself, and should be recommended to the academy.

After school, the children in the village rushed out of the school hall with cheers, spreading joy all over the ground as if they had been released from prison, and swept away the drowsiness in the classroom.

Li Che and Da Zhuang walked at the end, and Da Zhuang lost the sleepiness in class, and pulled Li Che away with a mysterious smile on his face.

"It's very good," Li Che choked as he was pulled.

"There are beautiful things, hurry up, it's gone when it's late," Da Zhuang's smile was even more mysterious, and the big pie face was even more ugly when squeezed by the smile.

Li Che was aroused by his "good-looking things" and let him pull forward.

All the way to the east, straight to the east of the village, this place is very familiar, a dung pit, and there are a few unwilling children on the side. Li Che had a hunch and somewhat understood what Da Zhuang said about "good-looking things". Sure enough, Da Zhuang pulled Li Che straight into a dilapidated wooden house with a door, and scribbled some tung oil on it, some places of tung oil had been worn out, and it looked even more dilapidated, and the window paper of the house was broken a few holes.

Li Che knew that this was the house of Widow Zhang, the head of the village, and it was because of peeking that he crossed over here. Looking at the same window, Li Che had mixed feelings in his heart.

Da Zhuang looked at Li Che stunned, dragged him, and motioned him to take a look, looking at his lecherous smile, he knew that there were good goods. I don't know if it's instinct or the memory of the previous life. Li Che leaned forward......

There is a carcass in the house, white flowers, shining and charming eyes, holding a water scoop in his hand, pouring hot water on his body, rubbing it with his hands after pouring it, rubbing it crunching, and his body is flushed.

If the heroine in the picture has a waist that is not as thick as a buffalo, the fat on her arms is not soft, and her legs are not as thick as the pillars, and her buttocks are not like a big grinding plate, this picture will be even more perfect.

Li Che was now souring in his stomach, and he really wanted to vomit.

"Vomit," finally didn't hold back, and at the risk of being exposed, Li Che covered his mouth and ran.

From inside the house, the woman's angry cry came: "You cowards, there's no end to it." ”

Da Zhuang angrily glanced at Li Che's distant back, and finally glanced at Widow Zhang's "perfect" figure, and chased after Li Che with unfinished thinking.