"Mr. said that the hundred family surnames were formed in the Song Dynasty's Wuyue Qiantang, and the Song Dynasty emperor's Zhao family, Wu Yue's king Qian's family, Wuyue's king Qian Yuzheng's concubine Sun family, and the Southern Tang Dynasty king Li's family name became the top four hundred family names......"

As the sun set, the afterglow of the thin sun did not let the gradually anxious temperature drop, but gave birth to an annoying mosquito, squatting together, huddled together and others slapping on the exposed arms from time to time, scratching the neck and face full of red marks, still urging Zhao Yaozu to continue.

Zhao Yaozu spoke unhurriedly, and looked at them as well, "The first few words of the hundred family names involve a lot of stories, and Mr. Yan didn't finish telling me." ”

"That's why you worship him as a teacher?"

Zhao Xiaoman was also there, scratching the red bumps on his arms that had been bitten by mosquitoes.

"Well," Zhao Yaozu looked back at the house where Mr. Yan was temporarily staying, "Mr. is erudite." ”

Goudan'er stood up suddenly: "I also want to worship Mr. Yan as a teacher." ”

As a friend, Zhao Yaozu squinted at him: "Don't disturb Mr. ”

"You are a prodigy, I can remember what Mr. said, but I can remember it if I remember it a few more times," the dog was not convinced, and the two Ya also shouted to go.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow," Zhao Yaozu took his schoolbag and left, as for the words that Old Man Zhao told him to invite Mr. Yan to eat and drink in the morning, he just walked a few steps before he met Zhao Sannu.

"Why are you alone? Didn't you ask Mr. Yan to invite you? ”

Zhao Sannu looked behind him, and then looked at him, "Good son, my mother doesn't blame you, it's you who are happy to worship a good teacher, so you have to invite people to eat and drink to express your heart." ”

Zhao Yaozu said less: "No." She'll watch it out. ”

"She?"

Zhao Sannu caught a glimpse of Zhao Xiaoman who was mixed with a group of children, "It's always 'her, she', why do I think you haven't called your sister for a long time?" ”

Zhao Yaozu didn't want to answer, so he walked straight forward, Zhao Sannu changed the topic again, and instructed him, "If you don't go to invite, my mother will invite, you hurry home and don't run around." ”

For this kind of thing, Zhao Xiaoman didn't bother to pay attention to her.

"All of them are disobedient!"

Zhao Sannu stomped her feet complainingly, saw Xue Pan in a blink of an eye, hesitated and shouted to stop someone.

"Auntie, what's wrong?" Xue Pan knew her.

But a "aunt" shouted Zhao Sannu's face burned red, and she couldn't help but hold the broken hair in her ears and sneer, "You don't look younger than me, why do you call me aunt?" Am I so old-fashioned? ”

Xue Pan looked at her and laughed heartily: "I call Zhao Xiaoman brother and brother, it's not appropriate to call you aunt or sister." ”

Zhao Sannu smiled falsely: "You talk about you, we talk about us, you call me sister-in-law." She had other things, and told him about wanting to invite Mr. Yan to eat and drink.

Xue Pan said very refreshingly: "I'll help you please go, Mr. Yan is a noble person, but he is also a first-class kind person in the world." You go home and wait. ”

"Hey, you can go too, big brother," Zhao Sannu left happily.

Mr. Yan was indeed kind and was invited by Xue Pan.

And Zhao Xiaoman observed that this Mr. Yan is indeed talented, and his talent is manifested in knowing astronomy and geography, and knowing how to heal cows, but it is only three or two days of hard work, and the respect of the people in the village for Mr. Yan can already exceed that of Zhao Xiaoman, the boss, and the old uncle ran over to ask if he could take Mr. Yan up the mountain to see.

On the mountain is a workshop for processing edible alkali, except for the adults in the village, children are not allowed to enter, and the rigid old uncle actually takes the initiative to ask people to go up.

Zhao Xiaoman sighed a few times: "It seems that Yaozu, the master, is not worshipping in vain." ”

The old uncle hehele: "If it weren't for Yaozu's teacher, I would have brought it, but Mr. Yan is really this," he gave a thumbs up, "A few years ago, people were still big officials in the capital, and the big officials could see the emperor every day, and the good things in the world were gone." I just haven't seen our alkaline noodles, of course I have to talk to him, so that he knows that the people in our Dawangzhai are amazing. ”

"Go, go, go," Zhao Xiaoman pulled out the horse, and he was impatient to talk to him.

Uncle: "Boss, are you going out again?" When will you come back? Mr. Yan is still here, you can't go far. ”

"Got it."

Zhao Xiaoman turned over and ran away.

Tian Cuo, who was staying by Mr. Yan's side, looked at the person who rode away on horseback and sighed, "I don't know what kind of person this is, it's strange everywhere, saying she understands, she doesn't understand anything, saying she doesn't understand," Tian Cuo raised his chin towards the room next to the hall that was locked with copper locks, "The mess in that room is all made by her, and the alkaline noodle workshop on the mountain is also from her handwriting." ”

Mr. Yan had heard a lot about Dawangzhai and Zhao Xiaoman, and he smiled at Tian Cuo's words, "This family member still has the name of a living immortal?" ”

Tian Cuo groaned for a moment: "She is very evil." I guess it won't be long before I'll be back. ”

The evil man was riding a horse and stopped at the mountain pass, smiling at the carriage from far and near.

"As soon as I walked this way, I knew I had to see you, girl."

Lao Zhou, who was driving the car, didn't stop the car yet, so he gave a cordial greeting.

The smile on Zhao Xiaoman's face had expanded to the point of bending his eyes: "I was about to go to find you." Su Qinghe. ”

"Oops, hey."

Riding a horse next to the peaceful scenery blocked, or the nose is not a nose and eyes are not eyes, "Shouting, is my young master's name open on your mouth?" ”

"No," Zhao Xiaoman smiled, "It's not on the mouth, it's on the heart." ”

"You ......"

Ping'an's face turned red.

Old Monday also put the export of the age. ”

"That's right," Zhao Xiaoman dismounted, opened the carriage like a loach and got in, and then maintained the posture of getting in and stuck on the side of the door.

"Ahem."

In the weather in May, Su Qinghe's face was pale, and his weakness and sickness occupied him.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Xiaoman's eyebrows twisted out a dead pimple, and he sat next to him.

Su Qinghe frowned at her movements, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I'm fine, you stay away, don't get sick." ”

What is sick or not, Zhao Xiaoman didn't know, and twisted his eyebrows to himself: "I didn't know that I wouldn't have let you go so far." But why didn't you tell me when you were sick? ”

Su Qinghe looked at her and looked away in embarrassment: "Let's go, you can't call Mr. Yan to wait." ”

"Didn't wait."

Zhao Xiaoman pouted, "If I hadn't said that Mr. Yan was here, you wouldn't have come!" As a result, he came while still sick. ”

"I like Mr. Yan so much"