Confucius was bent on changing, no longer being a Confucian scholar, and not blowing a trumpet for other people's funerals. In terms of running a private school, it is not going well. At this time, he was still idle at home, and had nothing else to do except read books and write reading notes.

The days have to pass every day, but the feelings are different!

Without a source of income, I eat my old money every day. Right now! It's not that he eats alone, but also his pregnant wife. On the surface, it is two people eating, but in fact, three people are eating. A pregnant woman eats two servings.

Seeing that the family's money was getting less and less, Confucius had nothing on the surface, but he was anxious in his heart. After all! This has a direct impact on survival.

You can't live without a source of income.

Qi Guanshi saw that Confucius was sitting at home reading every day, and she was not in a hurry at all, but she couldn't hold her breath.

"Or? You still go back to your old business, do your old job, go to other people's funerals, blow the trumpet and beat the drums, and the money will come......"

"You don't have to worry about it! I decided to change! And it's changed, I'm not going to do Confucianism anymore! I'm not a Confucian student! I'm a taxi! Scholar! Scholar! ”

Not to mention that it was better, as soon as Confucius was angry, he yelled at Qi Guan.

"Good, good! I don't say! I don't say! Am I not in a hurry? I? The good intentions of the Qi Guanshi touched the dust, so they had to shrink back into the room and engage in the manual work of women.

The child is about to be born, and as a mother, she has to sew some clothes to prepare.

Confucius sat in front of the desk and got angry for a while, thinking that he was angry just now, and he yelled at Qi Guan's family, which was too undeserved. With a sigh of relief, he stood up, entered the room, and sat down beside the Qi Guanshi.

When the Qi official saw him coming, he pretended to be angry and ignored him. In fact! She had already understood Confucius's mood and forgave her. Seeing Confucius come to apologize, her heart was still very moved.

Husband is not the kind of person who is ruthless! It's just that! His mind is too heavy, and his responsibility is too heavy.

As a woman, you should not nag, but should give men the gentleness, warmth, and thoughtfulness they need most.

"I'm sorry! I'm also anxious, so I'm angry with you! I'm sorry! Confucius put his arm around the shoulders of Qi Guan and said softly.

The Qi Guan's clan struggled for a while, and did not resist again. Seeing that her husband insisted on hugging her, she obediently leaned into his arms.

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Everything will be fine! I am determined not to do the work of Confucianism anymore, I am a scholar! I must be in the same profession as I am! You know what? I may not be able to run a private school for the time being, I have no reputation, and no one believes me. It takes time to get people to believe in me and send my children to school......"

During this period, Confucius profoundly realized the importance of fame and influence. If a person has no reputation and influence, no matter how knowledgeable you are, not many people will know about it.

The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, because the aroma of wine wafts out of the alley and is smelled by passers-by. If you can't get the aroma of your wine, you won't be able to sell it, no matter how good your wine is.

After returning from Confucius's house, Fang Jishi did not go anywhere else, and stayed at home all day to tease his sons Fang Zhong and Fang Shu. In the process of teasing, he did not forget to educate.

Education should start from the baby, not lose at the starting line.

Time passed again unconsciously, and in the blink of an eye, it was the height of summer, and the weather was hot.

Fang Jishi learned that Confucius had not yet found a job, and there was still a blank in running a private school, so he couldn't help but get anxious.

Last time! He talked to Lu Zhaogong about Confucius in detail, but Lu Zhaogong couldn't do anything and couldn't help him. The feasts of the Lu State and the promotion of talents were all presided over by Dr. Ji Pingzi Ji. In the past, it has always been presided over by the Ji family.

If you want to deliberately promote Confucius to do things, unless you first arrange him to be your own "retainer" in your own home. Otherwise? can only wait until the time of the feast, and Ji Pingzi will promote talents.

As for whether Confucius can be selected by Ji Pingzi, it depends on creation. It's not about whether you have that talent, but! See if you have that luck. More mainly! Let's see if you can get Ji Pingzi's fate. When people take a fancy to you, and you please and obey him, you are more likely to be selected.

Lu Zhaogong is a new monarch, in order to win over people and form gangs, his positions are full. There are also many people who need him to give official positions, and they are lining up. So! He really couldn't arrange a suitable position for Confucius.

"Or else?" Fang Jishi discussed with the two concubines: "Send Fang Zhong and Fang Shu to Confucius as students?" ”

"Fang Zhong, Fang Shu? The two of them? Are they also considered students? ”

"Husband? Are Fang Zhong and Fang Shu too young? Where is there a gentleman who accepts such a young student? ”

"That's it! It is! Zhong'er and Shu'er just learned that feces and urine are not in the crotch of their pants, and they have to be wiped on their buttocks, this? ”

Fang Jishi smiled: "Why not? More than 2,000 years later, children of this age are in school! Instead of elementary school, middle school, high school, and college, I went to! Kindergarten! ”

"Kindergarten?"

"Kindergarten?"

"Education should start from the baby, and you can't lose at the starting line! Got it? Teacher Kong happens to have no students, so let's take the lead, maybe? Someone will send the baby the same. Fang Jishi persuaded.

"That? What if my son poops? Who's going to wipe my ass? ”

"Yes! Oh, yes! Who wiped my son's ass? Call Sister Qi Guan to wipe it? ”

"Ahhh Sister Qiguan, she seems to be very afraid of getting dirty, and she must be reluctant to wipe the baby's buttocks! ”

"Then let Mr. Kong wipe them!" Fang Jishi said with a smile.

"Teacher Kong?"

"Let Mr. Kong wipe them?"

"You don't see that? Those days? Teacher Kong didn't wipe the buttocks of the two of them, but also wiped them more than once......"

"Yes! Oh, yes! He not only wiped the buttocks of Zhong'er and Shu'er, but also said: When you grow up, you have to wipe your buttocks by yourself. Did you know? This is how you have to wipe your butt! ......" said a concubine, gesturing.

In the past, there was no paper to wipe the buttocks, and the rich used a linen cloth to wipe it and then take it to wash. In a crowded family, the burlap used to wipe the buttocks is dried in the morning sun, just like the diapers of people with children in the past.

Modern people with children generally don't use diapers anymore, and use diapers directly.

Thinking of Confucius wiping Fang Zhong and Fang Shu's buttocks, everyone laughed.

Thereinto! There's also a joke!

Once! Confucius wiped the butts of the two, and then! Teach the little one to rub it himself. Outcome! For some reason, Fang Shu came out a little more when he wiped it, causing Confucius and Fang Shu's hands to be stained with feces.

But Confucius didn't complain at all, but laughed self-deprecatingly.