I lost one of my gloves, and although I was a little worried, I still had to go on.

As soon as the day dawned, A-Niang got up and was busy making breakfast for the family, and Hua Qiao also went to the kitchen to help A-Niang.

"Go out, you don't need you here, you go and call my brother up, he just took a break today, and asked him to carry Su Bu to the car, and after breakfast, you will send it to Uncle Feng's shop in Xiaowangzhuang." As she spoke, A-Niang put dough steamed buns in the steamer, and then added two sticks of firewood to the stove.

Every day of Hua Qiao's family starts with A-Niang's cooking smoke.

This is also the place in this world that makes Hua Youcai particularly obsessed: cooking smoke is the taste of home, with cooking smoke, he feels that in this world, he is not alone, this home is the only place that can make him feel at ease.

Hua Rong is only thirteen years old, he took Daddy's skeleton, his body has just begun to draw, and he is still studying at the Wangnan private school in the county.

Wangnan Private School has always been the best private school in the county. When Xiaohuaqiao was five years old, Daddy also wanted her to go to a private school, but when Daddy took her to find her husband, Mr. said that the school had never confiscated the girl.

Why can't girls study? There is some unwillingness to spend money.

Xiaohua Qiao thought for a while, raised her face, and said to Mr. crisply: "Sir, can you let me be your tea girl in the private school?" I'll help you serve tea and pour water next to me, can't I hear you when you lecture? ”

Mr. was still thinking just now: It's really rare, I have never seen a father who wants his daughter to study like this. Listening to Hua Qiao's words again, he found that he had never seen a daughter who wanted to study like this.

The gentleman laughed and said, "Please be my tea girl, and I will pay you for your work." Didn't you listen to my lectures and earn my money? ”

It's a little embarrassing to spend money, and the last few words are not taught by him.

I only heard that Mr. then asked Xiaohua Qiao seriously: "A tea girl for a semester, the salary is twenty yuan, can you come?" ”

Xiaohua buckwheat shook Hua Youcai's hand vigorously, and nodded desperately with a grin. Can you not agree to spend money? My daughter got her first job at the age of five, and she was still rubbing mud in kindergarten when she was five years old! The difference ......

The gentleman did not break his promise, not only paid five copper coins first, let Xiao Hua Qiao buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but also placed a small coffee table next to his lectern as Hua Qiao's desk. In this way, Xiaohua Qiao became the only student who received wages in Wangnan Private School.

This gentleman's surname is Wu and his name is Wu Ren.

Mr. Wu gave a good lecture, and the powerful and wealthy families in the county tried their best to send their children to Wangnan Private School to go to school. Among them, Master Xu, the richest man in Baoying County, also sent his three sons to Wangnan Private School.

Mr. Wu originally felt that the three brothers were in the same class and it was easy to influence each other, but most of the offerings in the private school came from Master Xu. Collect money from people and eliminate disasters for others. Mr. Wu had no choice but to give in.

Brother Xu's name is Xu Zhihua, Brother Xu's second brother is called Xu Zhiheng, and Xu's third brother is called Xu Zhijin. The Xu Mansion and the Hua family both lived on Fulu Street, where the county government was located, and of course Hua Qiao had seen a few of their brothers.

So when Xiaohua Buckwheat walked into the lecture hall with a teapot, Second Brother Xu shouted: "Isn't this the writer's Little Flower Buckwheat, why did you come to the private school?" Your father touches the corpse every day, and you also have the smell of corpses, so you are not allowed to touch Mr.'s kettle! ”

"Second brother, what nonsense are you talking about?" Xu Zhijin hurriedly stopped his unabashed second brother.

Mr. Wu walked in and said, "From today onwards, Hua Buckwheat will be my tea girl, serving by the side." He looked at Xiaohua Buckwheat again and said, "You are only responsible for the tea for the teacher, and you don't have to pay attention to other people." ”

This sentence is actually a reminder to the students not to find trouble with buckwheat.

Xu Zhijin was obviously very happy, he had always admired Hua Chengzuo's extraordinary post-mortem detective work, and the two most difficult cases in Yangzhou Mansion were finally caught by relying on the evidence found by Hua Chengzuo.

His daughter is also good, with round eyes and a quirky look. Thinking like this, Xiao Xu Zhijin smiled brightly at the little buckwheat.

On the first day I went to Wangnan Private School, full of people in the lecture hall, Xiaohua Qiao remembered this smiling and good-looking third brother Xu.

When Xu Sange was resting, he went to teach Hua buckwheat to write: "This buckwheat character of yours is the buckwheat of buckwheat, you see that the buckwheat character is the same as the flower, it is grass...... Here's a joe word. ”

"Is it a bridge with flowing water?" After Hua Qiao finished writing, she raised her head and asked Xu Zhijin.

Xu Zhijin said with a smile: "The small bridge is made of wood, and a wooden edge should be added next to the word Qiao." ”

Xiaohua buckwheat blinked and asked, "Is the bridge made of stone a stone edge?" Is the bridge made of iron a gold edge? ”

Xiao Xu Zhijin scratched his head and said: "I didn't think about this, Mr. only taught, all bridges are wooden...... Walk! I'll take you to ask Mr. to go! ”

This is how buckwheat worked tirelessly, giving Xu Zhijin and Mr. Wu problems.

Mr. Wu lived in a secluded house and rarely left the private school, but occasionally people came to his door, including a 10-year-old boy.

On this day, the boy came to deliver a letter to his father, and Mr. Wu was in the lecture hall, organizing everyone to study the Analects. The boy didn't interrupt Mr. Wu, just stood outside the window and looked in curiously.

The boy never went to a private school, he followed his father everywhere since he was a child, and he couldn't live in each place for a few years. His father asked him to study with the two masters who were traveling with him, and whoever had time would teach him. In addition to learning the Four Books and Five Classics from his master and the mean in college, he also had to learn martial arts from his father.

After he was ten years old, his father occasionally asked him to go out alone to deliver letters and buy them.

Mr. Wu here, he is here for the second time.

The boy saw a little girl of five or six years old with two small thorns and clear eyebrows, standing by the podium and saying loudly, "I don't agree with you. ”

Second Brother Xu shouted at Xiaohuaqiao: "You are a girl who cooks tea, and it is already a grace for Mr. to allow you to observe, you are a woman, why should you comment on the master?" ”

Mr. Wu looked at the buckwheat with great interest and asked, "Oh? So you talk about it, what do you think differently? ”

Xiaohua Qiao bowed to Mr. and said, "Zi said: Clever words, fresh and benevolent." Hua Qiao believes that the master does not mean that people who speak beautifully and pretend to be pleasant have no benevolence.

Benevolence can also be a sincere heart. The Master is for us to be clever on the surface, but also to be sincere in our hearts. ”

"Can you give an example to prove your claim?" Mr. Wu nodded, feeling that what Xiaohua Buckwheat said was very reasonable, this theory has never been heard of, and it is very novel for a little girl to put it forward today.

Xiaohua Qiao calmly poured a cup of tea, raised her hands above her head, presented it to Mr., and said with a smile:

"Mr. is the most knowledgeable and wise person in the world, and Hua Qiao is a sycophant and courteous to Mr. It's not that Hua Qiao is unkind, but she just wants to stay with Mr. all the time and listen to the lecture as a tea girl. As long as Hua Buckwheat sincerely likes Mr. in her heart, why not even if she is clever and colorful? ”

Lick somebody's boots? Court? It seems to be quibbling, but it seems to make sense. Mr. Wu couldn't help but laugh: it seems that the interpretation that has always been inherent is not necessarily the best, and even a book like the Analects, which has been told thousands of times, is worth debating.

The young man outside the window smiled even more: buckwheat? None of my two masters have ever said anything like that. What a clever little girl.

After that, the young man always looked forward to being sent by his father to Mr. Baoying Wu to run errands, so as to hear what new judgments Hua Qiao came up with.

In this way, the cold and summer come and go, and the teenager outside the window has grown into a young man in Yushu Linfeng, and Hua Qiao has long stopped serving tea in the private school, and has grown into a Ming girl who hires Tingting and is bold.