Here, Yamagen carefully waited for the ink to dry, then gently folded the paper, grabbed a handful of candy from his arms and stuffed it into Xiaobao's hand.

"Xiaobao, thank you so much! In a few days, please eat happy noodles, and Uncle Fu and Aunt Fu will also come! ”

As he spoke, he bypassed the grandparents and grandchildren who wanted to return the candy, walked forward without touching the ground, and did not forget to praise in his mouth: "It would be great if my child was so smart as Xiaobao in the future!" ”

Fauber's face was embarrassed and happy, what was the point of writing a character for the neighbors in the street? How can you ask for someone else's things!

The Yamane family is having a hard time, he knows it, a blind old lady and an unknown brother, seeing that he has to open his mouth again, and he is all dependent on him to support him, which is really difficult.

But Xiaobao is such a good boy, and no one doesn't like him. Smart and beautiful, just like a little boy in front of the Goddess of Mercy.

Whenever Fauber heard someone praise him, his heart was as sweet as drinking honey.

Well, let's get a few more eggs when I go to Yamane's house to eat the noodles.

"Uncle, how old is this child?" Yan Kentang asked Fu Bo.

"I'm afraid I'm six or seven years old." Fauber said.

Yan Qingtang was surprised when he heard this, and couldn't help but ask, "Old man, isn't he your grandson?" ”

Fu Bo smiled and said to Xiaobao: "Bao'er, you bring a bowl of hot soup to the stupid Ah Da in the front street, he can't even boil hot water on such a cold day, tell him to drink hot soup!" ”

As he spoke, he put a bowl of wonton soup into a small basket and let Xiaobao carry it.

When the child left, Fu Bo turned around and explained to the Yan brothers: "Don't hide it from the two sons, this child is not my own grandson. After my miserable son was not left, I picked it up. ”

"Picked up?" Yan Qingtang's eyes widened and said, "Who is willing to want such a good child?" ”

"Wow, who's to say it's not!" Fauber sighed and said, "In the spring of this year, there were a few people who were engaged in the leather business, saying that they had met a kidnapper and a child on the way from the north, and they intercepted the child with a large number of people, but the child had a high fever at that time, and he was in a daze.

They were busy with business, and no one could take care of the child. Thinking that I had no children or daughters at home, he entrusted it to me.

In the final analysis, this child is still dead, and after a high fever for more than ten days, he survived.

After a few more days of rest, he was able to speak and go to the ground. I look like a very smart kid, but unfortunately I don't remember anything about myself at all.

I don't know where I live or what my surname is. But it's smart and tight, you can write and draw, and you can learn everything as soon as you learn it, which is really a glance and a recitation. It's a pity that I, a poor old man, don't have the money for him to go to school. ”

Yan Kentang listened and said: "This child has already enlightened, presumably someone taught him before he was abducted." ”

can read and write at such a young age, and the original family background should be unusual, at least it must be a well-off family.

It's a pity that there is a vast sea of people, and this child doesn't remember anything, and it is really difficult to find his relatives.

As he spoke, the boy came back with an empty basket.

Yan Kentang couldn't help but look at him twice, and always felt that this child inexplicably had a sense of déjà vu.

But I have never seen him before, maybe it's fate!

"Seventh brother, it's better to ...... us" Yan Qingtang stopped talking.

"Child, have you read Lis's Book of Exhortations?" Yan Kentang squatted down and asked Xiaobao.

The child shook his head gently, and the black and white pupils were like two pills of black jade condensed in a cold pool, clear and clear.

"Qingtang, you recite it again." Yan Kentang turned around and said.

Yan Qingtang cleared his throat and recited.

Fu Bo is illiterate, so naturally he can't understand what Yan Qingtang is reciting.

What's more, this "Book of Exhortations to Guests" is not a "Three Character Classic" and "Hundred Family Names" and other children's kindergartens, and he has never heard of it at all.

I saw Yan Qingtang reciting sentence after sentence without thinking, and I really admired it in my heart, in the end, he was a noble child, and he was highly educated, not comparable to ordinary people.

Yan Kentang looked at Xiaobao attentively, only to see that he was listening attentively, and only when Yan Qingtang finished memorizing the entire article did he turn his head slightly.

"How many can you write down?" Yan Kentang asked Xiaobao.

"When the ministers heard that the officials were discussing the expulsion of guests, they thought it was too much......" Xiaobao's voice was immature, but his words were clear and unambiguous, he had only heard such an article of nearly 1,000 words once, and he could memorize it all word for word!

"Seventh brother, this kid is a genius!" Yan Qingtang couldn't help but shout: "We should take him back!" ”

He thought he was smart, and he read the article more than a dozen times before he memorized it, but the kid memorized it all after listening to it once.

The Yan family has always cherished talents, even the younger generation of Yan Kentang and others are no exception.

So Yan Qingtang dared to say this.

"There's no need to take it back," Yan Kentang said, "but this child is really rare, and he should go to school." ”

Yan Qingtang also understood why he didn't take Xiaobao away, looking at Fu Bo's reluctant eyes, it was clear that he was reluctant to give up this child, their old couple was desolate under their knees, and it was easy to have a Xiaobao to accompany them, and they had some fun in their later years.

If Xiaobao is taken away like this, they don't know how sad they will be.

What's more, this child is also very dependent on Fauber, after all, he is still too young, and in addition to studying, he needs someone to love and take care of him.

"Uncle, where do you live?" Yan Kentang asked Fu Bo: "It's late today, and I will visit your house tomorrow to discuss Xiaobao's study." ”

When Fauber heard this, he hurriedly said: "The old man's house lives on the back street, and the fifth house in the east, and there is a big yellow dog tied in the yard." ”

Yan Kentang then said goodbye to Fu Bo and went back to the residence of the school with Yan Qingtang.

Most of the people studying here were local children of Jinling, and a few of them were quite friendly with Yan Kentang, so Yan Kentang asked them where the private school in the city was good.

In the end, I chose one, which was close to Fu Bo's house, and the teacher was a well-educated person, with a good character and profound knowledge.

On the morning of the second day, Yan Kentang took a special leave and went to Fu Bo's house to take Xiaobao to a private school.

After paying the restraints for him for three years, he performed the apprenticeship ceremony, and then settled down to learn and read with his husband.

After that, he rented a shop facing the street for Fu Bo, hired a little two, and since then he has been doing wonton business here, and he no longer has to carry the burden along the street to sell in the wind and rain.

Fu Bo knew that he had met a nobleman, and he was very grateful to the Yan family brothers, and he called him "Engong" when he opened and closed his mouth.

Yan Kentang said: "The old man doesn't have to be like this, I just want Xiaobao to succeed in his studies in the future and benefit the country and the family." ”

"Engong, this kid doesn't have a big name yet, so please give one!" Fauber shuddered.

Yan Kentang didn't shirk, and thought for a while: "Just let him follow your surname and call Lan Zi'an." ”

The name Zi'an was given because when I first met him, the child wrote the word An.

Yan Kentang was about to return to Beijing in the near future, and specially asked two classmates from Jinling to take care of the Fu Bo family on his behalf, saying that tomorrow Xiaobao would go to school and would write to tell him.

He didn't explain his identity to Fu Bo, but because he was in contact with his classmates here, Xiaobao could meet him if he entered Beijing in the future.

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