In the evening, after the family finished eating, Ah Xiu gave a sachet and two small purses Song Ercai, three different patterns, and different stitches.

Song Ercai's eyes flashed when he saw the sachet, and he packed it in a box, and brought it to Master Cao when he entered the city tomorrow.

Ah Xiu returned to the room with hot water, and Song Tian was reading a book under the lamp.

When I moved here, the oil lamps in the house were much larger than those in the village.

Chang was afraid that the two little babies would waste their eyes, so he specially made a wick with the thickness of his little finger, and one lamp could illuminate the entire room.

When they came here, the two still lived together, although there were four rooms in the yard, but it was just enough.

The day after tomorrow, Chang's niece is coming, and the fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl will definitely live alone.

Plus two dolls, one for Song Ercai and his wife, and the last one for a room, there is no land, and the young man Song Ercai brings back tomorrow has to squeeze in the grocery room.

There are two half-old simple wooden beds in the room, both of which were prepared by Song Er before, which are similar to when they were in the village, but the place is much more spacious.

"Brother Tian, let's wash first."

Ah Xiu had already washed up, and after finishing speaking, he sat under the lamp and took out the embroidery bandage to embroider.

Song Tian raised his eyes, looked at her, and quietly took out the fan under the pressed book and handed it over.

"Yours."

This is the fan that Song Tian bought in the study this afternoon, but it was white when he bought it, and there was a small poem he copied on it to describe the summer scenery.

These days are when it is unbearably hot, Ah Xiu took the fan and smiled happily.

"Thank you, Brother Tim."

After coming here for a few months, Ah Xiu's face was obviously rounded, and the little girl had bright eyes and bright teeth when she smiled, innocent and coquettish.

Song Tian was infected, and he also laughed innocently.

"Wait for me for another two years, and when my handwriting is practiced, I can help the study to copy books and earn money, and then buy you good things."

Under the orange oil lamp, the young man's eyes seemed to hide countless expectations and stars.

Ah Xiu was stunned, and then nodded with lowered eyes.

The next day, Chang's got up before dawn, she laid egg noodles, and the family ate early and went out together to send Song Tian to the school.

In the early morning, the town of Hekou was silent, and the shops on the street did not open all the way, only the sound of reading aloud came from the school hall.

When they came to the door of the school, Ah Xiu and Chang were about to stop.

Today is not an annual serious opening, the school hall does not give onlookers, except for Song Ercai to accompany in, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can only go home.

"Come back early after school at noon."

Chang sorted out Song Tian's brand-new student shirt and watched the father and son enter the door.

Song Tian didn't live in the house, and he would return when he got to the meal, and Chang's eyes were like his son going out of the house.

Ah Xiu saw that Chang had been standing there, and said softly: "Mother, let's go back." ”

Chang also sighed that his son felt like he had grown up overnight when he went to school.

She came back to her senses, took Ah Xiu's hand and hurried back to the shop.

"Let's go, there's a lot of work to do."

At that time, Song Tian had already seen another master surnamed Tan in Ding Ban.

There are a total of ten classes in the four grades of the long school class in the school hall, including four in class D, three in class C, two in class B, and one in class A.

Song Tian was not assigned to Song Hong's class, which was a good thing for him.

Tan Fuzi is over half a hundred years old, with a thin figure, a slightly hunched back, and a long cyan beard, looking serious and rigid. He has been teaching in the academy for many years, and his words and deeds have a kind of majesty.

Song Tian's situation had been mentioned to him by Pavilion Master Li yesterday, and at this time, he didn't have any special reaction when he saw the injury on his face, and saw the little boy saluting him respectfully, and praised him: "I have read your exam questions yesterday, yes, don't be arrogant in the future, you must be knowledgeable and progressive, and strive to achieve fame as soon as possible." ”

"Students should remember to teach."

The three of them went to the temple, and when Song Tian worshiped the saint, he was a student of the Cangshan Academy.

To go to the temple, you have to pass through the ten teaching houses in the school hall, and it is the time for the morning class, and the students come and go on the road, and everyone will be more or less surprised and surprised when they see Song Tian.

The Mengxue class in the school hall is not in it, and it is separate from Changxue, so all the young men who can meet at this time are teenagers over ten years old, and a few are even young men in their early twenties.

These people are more calm than those little dolls in the private school, and they have studied poetry and books for many years, and they can't do ridiculous and weird things, that is, they take a few more looks and discuss them in private.

Song Tian also looked back and forth to so many people for the first time, thinking that his injuries would inevitably be stressful, but he still straightened his back, looking neither arrogant nor humble, and he was not afraid to show the scars on his face in front of others.

Thinking that when he returned from the private school for the first time with red eyes, his father said to him, "There was a sage admonishment before, and people were judged by words, and they were slaughtered if they were lost; Judging people by their appearance, they lose their sons. Later, Hanshan asked, there are people in the world who slander me, bully me, insult me, laugh at me, despise me, despise me, hate me, deceive me, how to deal with it? If you find an answer, just endure him, let him, let him, avoid him, bear with him, respect him, ignore him, and stay for a few more years and watch him. ”

"Look only at the surface, not at the inside. This is a mediocre act, so why bother yourself? ”

From that time on, Song Tian knew that it was pointless to care about those people's eyes.

Now that he has come to this Cangshan Academy, he will not bother himself, just read quietly and clear his heart, waiting for the sun to rise.

The three of them came to the temple, and a simple apprenticeship was soon over.

Song Ercai finished the ceremony, sent his son to the door of Chaoxuezhai, and left in a hurry. He still has to go into the city to pick up the goods today, back and forth, and the time is pressing.

Seeing that Song Tian was young and not tall, Tan Fuzi asked Zhaifu to move the tables and chairs and arranged for him to sit under the window in the first row.

This position is very similar to when he was in private school, except that one is in the front and one is in the back.

Nowadays, the bell in the school hall has not yet sounded, and the morning class has not yet begun. Tan Fuzi arranged for him and left with his hands behind his back.

Song Tian saw that there was no one in the teaching house, so he took the book and read it carefully in his hand.

After a while, someone knocked on the window lattice, Song Tian looked up, and saw Song Hong standing outside with a smile.

"Third brother, I'm in the room on the left, the teaching house is called Qi Xuezhai, if you have anything in the future, just come to me."

Song Hong knew that Song Tian was coming to this class, so she made a special trip to say hello.

Song Tian didn't want to pay attention to him, but he saw several students who were familiar with Song Hong standing not far away, looking at this side, got up and arched his hand and said, "I know." ”

This is really a picture of brothers, friends and brothers, Song Hong was stunned, and said twice: "That's okay, I'll go first." ”

Song Tian smiled back.

"Brother Song, didn't you say that your cousin is arrogant, I look very kind. And how did his face hurt like that, it looked weird and pitiful. ”

Jiang Boyuan's face was full of contemplation, Song Hong's heart jumped, and he hesitated after thinking for a while: "That's my third brother, if he doesn't want to talk to me anymore, is he still a normal person?" Don't think about it, I didn't say that he was arrogant, but he was very knowledgeable when he was in private school, and he was often praised by his master, so he couldn't afford to lose. ”

"What's so great about the village school of the private school......

"Yes, if I was really knowledgeable, I wouldn't be in the last class like us."