In a thatched hut, a sturdy child muttered something.

"At noon on hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work. The child muttered something on the table with his fingers.

"What are you doing, always muttering." A young man in a short sweatshirt asked. This person is the person who handed Li Sichai the knife today.

"Dad, I won't waste food again." The boy said to the young man with a serious face.

"Oh?" The young man was surprised, knowing that his son usually did not worry about eating at all, and every time he had leftovers. Every time he had leftovers, he used to smoke with bamboo sticks, but he never had a long memory. Thinking of this, I couldn't help asking, "Cao Meng, but what did Mr. teach you today?" ”

"Hmm." Cao Meng nodded affirmatively and said, "Mr. taught me a poem. ”

The young man knew that he knew Li Xianggong very well, and he would usually open a lecture hall to enlighten and teach children when he was fine. Never take money. Even if someone wanted to give him money, he refused to do so.

This is very rare in this world, and many people who read books actually look down on them, let alone enlighten their children. He Cao Qing is a sensible person, and he can distinguish between good and bad. So he admires Li Si very much, which is why he was the first to stand up and offer a knife today.

"Then you can recite it to me." Cao Qing picked up the teapot on the seat, poured a glass of water on the clay bowl on the table, and waited for Cao Meng to recite the poems to him.

When Cao Meng heard Cao Qing say this, he couldn't help but puff up his chest and read in the way Li Si recited in class: "On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work. ”

Hearing Cao Meng's poems, Cao Qing couldn't help but eat the pottery bowl he was holding, savoring it, but he felt that he could also understand this poem, and he only felt that although these poems were simple, they were deafening. I couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Li is a scholar who knows the suffering of the world." ”

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In the other corner of the county, the family is eating, the candle light illuminates the room, among which the fat man, the face of the big man is feasting, and the little fat man who is a few models smaller than the big fat man is watching the big fat man eat intently. This little fat man is Yu Hu, and this big fat man is his father Yu Butcher Yu San.

"What are you looking at, haven't you seen your father and me eat?" Yu San felt that his son had been staring at him eating, and his eyes were strange, which made him feel a little hairy.

"Nothing. Dad, you keep eating. Yu Hu ate slowly, but he looked at his father from time to time.

"No more, no more!" Yu San suddenly put his chopsticks on the table with some anger, and he was not ready to eat.

Seeing that he didn't eat it, this little Yu Hu got up in spirit, and accused: "Mr. Li said today, who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard work, and the food is not easy to come by, so why don't you say that if you don't eat it, you won't eat it!" ”

"Oops!" Yu Sanwei screamed, and he also understood that this kid wanted to teach himself a lesson. sat down, heyed, and smiled at Yu Hu: "Then I'll finish this meal today, but if you dare to waste food for me in the future, see if Lao Tzu doesn't beat your ass." ”

After saying that, he ate quickly, and finished the meal in a short time. After eating, he crossed his hands on his chest and looked at this little fat man for a long time. Seeing that Yu Hu's heart was furious, he couldn't eat this meal.

Yu Hu's mother on the side covered her mouth and laughed, but she was not ready to play a round.

In the middle of the night, a scream came from Yu's house.

Such conversations are not uncommon in this county, and the poem "Compassion for Nong" has also begun to be known to adults.

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"Whoa, whoa, whoa......" A rooster crow resounded through the night sky.

Li Si suddenly kicked his leg on the bed, as if he was twitching, and then the person immediately woke up.

He got up from the bed in a daze, stretched, and then walked to the backyard, picked up a willow branch and brushed his teeth.

After a while, he finished washing, Li Si looked at the starry night sky, and couldn't help sighing, he couldn't imagine that when he came to this world, the habit of lying in bed was gone. Remember, he'd never gotten up so early before.

Walking out of the door and locking the door with a lock, Li Si began to stretch in front of the door. Anyway, there are no people at this time period.

He's going to go for a good run this morning, and he's wearing the same undershirt he didn't change out of yesterday anyway, and he's running lightly. If it's that caftan shirt, it's not very convenient.

After stretching, he jogged around the city, and at first his legs were a little sore, but then he felt less sore.

After running for about ten minutes, he felt like his lungs were burning, and he couldn't breathe, so he walked up. After walking for a long time, he started running again, and so on, until it was almost dawn, and Li Si just walked to the tofu shop.

"Yo, Li Xianggong, it's so early." When the shopkeeper of the tofu shop saw Li Si coming over, he said hello, and when he saw him sweating profusely, he was suddenly a little surprised: "What is Li Xianggong doing here?" Why are you sweating profusely? ”

"Oh, I'm going for a run, Uncle Zhou, you give me a bowl of tofu flowers, the same as yesterday." Li Si wiped the sweat on his head with his clothes and said with a smile.

"Run?" When the shopkeeper of the tofu shop heard this word, he was immediately a little puzzled.

Li Si suddenly remembered that in ancient times, there was no such thing as running, and they basically didn't run much, so he added: "It's a sprint to exercise your body." ”

The owner of the tofu shop was suddenly a little stunned, shook his head and smiled, and went to give Li Si a spoon of tofu flowers.

"Lee Sang-gong!" Suddenly, a shout came from afar, and I saw a fat man with a wide body and a fat body walking over, squeezing out a smile on his meaty face and saying to Li Si: "Li Xianggong's health has been good lately. ”

Li Si only felt that he was enveloped by a shadow, looked up at Yu San, and said with a smile: "My body has improved a lot, thank you Brother Yu for your concern." ”

"Hey, Li Xianggong is welcome, I have to thank you for disciplining my son. This is half a pound of pork belly, which will give you a good tonic body. Yu San laughed and placed a bundle of pork belly wrapped in lotus leaves on the table in front of Li Si.

"It's not going to be done." Li Si frowned, picked up the pork and handed it to Yu San, and said, "I taught your son that he didn't think about coveting anything. ”

It was true, he only wanted to teach these children something because he couldn't find any entertainment in this world. It's not about coveting anything.

"I naturally trust Li Xianggong's person." Yu San nodded, but then said: "But you teach my son the truth, this is En, you don't want me to be a person who is kind and does not repay it." ”