After Li Si walked out of the blacksmith shop, he went to the carpenter shop again, he wanted to buy a peachwood sword, but after inquiring, he found that there was no peachwood in this carpenter shop. The carpenter said that peach wood could not be made into large wood, and the texture was soft, so he could not make furniture, so he did not have peach wood.

Li Si was a little unwilling, and went to a few carpenter shops, but they all said no. I asked if I could order one, but I was told that there was no mahogany nearby.

"How could it not be?" Li Si was a little puzzled, remembering that in his memory, the peachwood sword could drive away evil spirits. Then the peachwood sword must be a hot seller. However, in this world, the effect of peach wood to ward off evil spirits is not known at all.

With these doubts in mind, he walked home, only to see some children waiting outside the door.

Li Si looked at the sun and found that it was almost time for Shen, so he walked over and greeted them, "It's so early." ”

"Sir." A group of children saluted respectfully.

Li Si felt a little strange when he saw them saluting him, but he couldn't say anything, he couldn't say that he wouldn't let them salute, right? Now the world still attaches great importance to etiquette, no matter how good a person is in the reading exam, he doesn't know etiquette, and others still look down on him.

Walking to the door, he unlocked it, and a group of children followed.

"You wait here, I'll come later." Li Si went into the kitchen and got some unburned charcoal from under the stove, and wrote on the pieces of wood he had bought from the carpenter's shop. What is written above is the "Compassion for Nong" written by Li Shen in the Tang Dynasty.

On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil.

Who knows that Chinese food is hard work.

Under the gaze of a group of children, Li Si walked into the hall, put the wooden plank on the chair, let the group of children sit on the ground, sat on the stool himself, pointed to the wood chip with his finger and said, "This is a poem of compassion for the peasants." The word mercy in Min Nong is pity, the meaning of sympathy. Have you ever understood? ”

"Understood!"

"Let me ask you a question first, has anyone ever wasted food? Raise your hand if you have one. ”

The children looked at each other, and none of them dared to say that they had wasted food, and suddenly none of them dared to raise their hands.

"Didn't you?" Li Si's face turned pale, and his voice was a little serious.

"I wasted it." Yu Hu finally couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand.

"I've wasted food, too." Another stout child raised his hand, and Li Si remembered that his name was Cao Meng, the son of a nearby hunter.

"Do you know where the food comes from?" Li Si's face widened, and he asked with a smile.

"I bought it from the vegetable market." Yu Hu replied immediately, and then seemed to feel that he was very clever, and looked at his companions proudly.

"That's right, but what about before the vegetable market? Where? Li Si smiled, it was right to say this, but it was not the answer he wanted.

"I know, I know." A thin, dark-skinned child raised his hand and said, "It was grown from the ground." ”

This child is the child of a nearby farmer, so he still knows a little about farming.

Li Si nodded with satisfaction, and asked the child again: "Sun Zhi, are you tired of that kind of land?" ”

"But I was tired, my father went out before dawn every day, and he was still working in the fields at noon, and he didn't go home until it was almost dark. It's hard for my father's waist to straighten up now. Sun Zhi said at the beginning that he was still excited about being valued by his husband, but when he said it, he was a little depressed.

"Sun Zhi, you answered very well." Li Si first praised Sun Zhi and comforted him, and then said to the other children: "Every grain we eat is grown in the soil. It is with hard-working people like Sun Zhi's father that we can eat food. When we finish the grain, we respect such hard-working farmers. Do you understand? ”

"Got it!" The children replied, and some of the peasant children had tears in their eyes, they had never heard of praise for the peasants, and the status of the peasants in this world was not high.

Although the status hierarchy was that of a farmer and a businessman, the peasants did not refer to the poor peasants and tenant farmers, but to the landlords.

Now I have heard Li Si's praise of the farmers, but it is the first time I have heard it, so it is very touching for the children of these farmers.

"Then let's study this poem and listen to me read it first." Li Si smiled and recited: "At noon on hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work. ”

Li Si's sonorous and powerful voice sounded in the room, making all the children feel that this poem was catchy, combined with the questions asked by Li Si before, I only felt that this poem was really good, and I understood it when I heard it.

Later, Li Si took the children to read it several times, and began to teach them to recognize the words and meanings of the poem. These children are also extremely well-behaved and serious.

Because in this world, literacy is a very remarkable thing, a person knows dozens of words at most, and sometimes reading official documents is a group of people who piece together and read official documents.

After the children had memorized the poem, Li Si took out the sand table from the study and taught them to write their names in the sand. Then he wrote their names on small wooden tablets and sent them home to learn how to write them.

Finally, I gave them the wood chips on which "Compassion Nong" was written, and asked them to go back and look at each other and study them.

Tell them that they will come over tomorrow, and Li Si will send them out.

After they left, Li Si pondered for a long time, he had been thinking about teaching these children for a long time, and the original owner had educated and enlightened these children before, if he didn't do this.

The prestige accumulated by the original owner may dissipate, and some people may even resent him. And prestige is also a very important thing for him, and he will be of great use in the future, so he doesn't mind teaching these children.

What's more, he feels that teaching children enlightenment is something that makes him very happy. At least these children have a lot of respect for themselves and don't dare to be disrespectful to themselves.

looked at the sky, it was already time, Li Si went to a nearby restaurant to order a dish, and then felt a little uncomfortable eating, so he ordered another wine.

The current wine is still low-alcohol rice wine, but Li Si is a little drunk, but fortunately, his spirit is still relatively sober.

After eating, Li Si walked home, and at this time he only heard the sound of beating on the road.

"It's dry, watch out for the candles."

A slow and fast beating was beaten three times by the husband, Li Si's drunkenness suddenly disappeared, and he saw that the streets were a little dim, the streets were also a little hazy, and the pedestrians on the road gradually decreased.

"It's night." Li Si sighed lightly and walked quickly home. He estimated that when the sun went down, the ghosts were likely to appear. Although he wants to obtain soul points, he is not ready yet, and he must first figure out the ability of the guillotine. Then I went to the outsider's house to have a look.

He can't rush now, he still has more than a year to go, and he can get 200 soul points in more than a year. He believes that as long as he doesn't give up, he will be able to live better and better in this world.

Entering the house, Li Si took out the cloth bag hanging on his chest, took out an ink-colored miscellaneous jade from it, and with a thought, a child carved in pink appeared in the room.