When Li Yongbin arrived at home, Song Qingtian quietly asked Song Xifeng what the situation was.

Song Xifeng told Song Qingtian about the doubts in his heart, and Song Qingtian thought to herself, fortunately, she hadn't gotten a goof yet, and she couldn't let Li Pengfei, who had helped, be punished.

Song Qingtian asked Li Yongbin what course he taught, and Song Xifeng said that it was Chinese.

As the saying goes, literature and history are not separated, Song Qingtian suddenly had an idea, and told Song Xifeng to tell the truth, and then leave the rest of the matter to her.

Li Yongbin drank a few sips of tea, rested for a while, and talked about the topic of test papers.

"Zephyr, what's going on with this test paper? Are you sure it's not your handwriting? If yes, that's not the answer you filled in? ”

"Teacher Li, I'll tell you the truth, the handwriting is indeed not mine, and I haven't been to the county seat recently."

"I asked Pengfei to send you the test papers, but he didn't deliver them to you?"

“……”

Song Xifeng was speechless for a moment, although Song Qingtian told him to tell the truth, but he didn't know what Song Qingtian meant by letting him tell the truth, and he was afraid that as soon as he told the truth, Li Pengfei would suffer.

"And then Pengfei found someone to fill in the test paper I gave you, and then lied to the truth?"

Li Yongbin is not a fool, and he probably understood something when he saw Song Xifeng's expression, and affirmed that his son Li Pengfei lied.

Since he was a child, Li Yongbin has been very strict with his son Li Pengfei, especially the rule that he can't lie.

When Li Pengfei was six years old, he was playing at home with the son of a friend of Li Yongbin, and he accidentally set the kitchen on fire.

Afterwards, in order to shirk responsibility, Li Pengfei fabricated a lie, saying that the son of Li Yongbin's friend deliberately set the fire.

As a result, Li Yongbin's friends were furious, but their son refused to admit that he had set the fire, and under the pressure of his parents, their son was so frightened that he fled from the house and did not dare to go home, and finally he was never found again, and disappeared completely.

Although Li Pengfei is young, he knows the serious consequences of his lies, and every time he thinks of the partner he is playing with, he has nightmares and calls out the name of that partner at night.

Li Yongbin gradually discovered Li Pengfei's abnormality, and finally forced him to ask for the fact that his son was lying.

Li Pengfei lied once, so that Li Yongbin's friend's son disappeared, and his life and death are unknown.

This incident was a huge stimulus for Li Yongbin, he never thought that his son would lie like this, he felt speechless to face his friends, and felt that his son's lying was called a huge stain on his life.

In anger, Li Yongbin picked up the rope at home, tied Li Pengfei up, and beat Li Pengfei with the ring ruler at home.

Since then, Li Pengfei has never dared to lie, even if it is a small lie, even if it is a white lie.

Unexpectedly, after more than ten years, Li Pengfei actually lied again, Li Yongbin immediately remembered the mistake he made when he was a child, and immediately became angry, slapped the table, stood up and was about to leave.

At this time, Song Qingtian walked out from behind and shouted, "Teacher Li, wait a minute." ”

Li Yongbin saw that it was a little girl, and Song Xifeng hurriedly introduced that it was his niece named Song Qingtian.

A little girl talked to him, and Li Yongbin was embarrassed to leave, so he endured his anger and pretended to be calm, and responded politely to Song Xifeng, "This is what Beifeng said, the niece who is doing business with you?" ”

Song Xifeng nodded, and then asked Song Qingtian, "What are you calling Teacher Li for?" ”

Song Qingtian smiled and said, "Teacher Li, I know that you are a teacher in a county high school, and I thought that you must be very capable and have a rich level of knowledge, so I would like to ask you a question." ”

Everyone likes to listen to compliments, and Li Yongbin is no exception, seeing that Song Qingtian is not very old and can actually do business, he already looks at her differently, and Song Qingtian is polite and thoughtful to herself, and her attitude is respectful, and she suddenly has a good impression of her.

"Hello, Song Qingtian, aren't you in business? I don't know how to do it. ”

Song Qingtian said: "Mr. Li, although you don't know how to do business, but you know the people who do business, such as Tao Zhugong Fan Li, you must be very familiar with it, these are the ancestors of business, I want to understand their affairs, it will definitely be good for me to do business." ”

After being a people's teacher who teaches and solves doubts, someone humbly asks for advice, so he naturally has to explain patiently.

Fan Li is one of the five saints of Nanzhou City, as Jinping County, which is under the jurisdiction of Nanzhou City, Li Yongbin is naturally familiar with these celebrities in his hometown.

He talked eloquently, from Fan Li's Taoist thoughts, military thoughts, to economic thoughts, and finally mentioned the content of one of Fan Li's works, "Tao Zhu Gong Business Classic".

After such an explanation, the anger in Li Yongbin's heart gradually decreased.

After finishing speaking, Li Yongbin asked curiously: "Song Qingtian, I see that you are not very old, you should be the age of studying, why do you want to do business?" ”

Song Qingtian said: "I was supposed to be in the third year of junior high school this year, but I was expelled from school because of some misunderstandings, so I responded to the call of the country's reform and opening up and did business at home. ”

Li Yongbin nodded, but asked in doubt: "You, a little girl who didn't graduate from junior high school, can you understand what I said?" ”

"I don't know much about it, but I think what your "Tao Zhu Gong Business Classic" talks about is very beneficial to me."

When intellectuals like Song Qingtian and Li Yongbin spoke, they couldn't help but talk about the literary language.

Li Yongbin suddenly became interested in her words, "Tell me what benefits you have?" ”

"Tao Zhu Gong Business Sutra" talks about the eighteen laws of business, business training, twelve precepts, three strategies and three strategies, and the way of great business, which are of great help to doing business."

"And tell me what you think?"

"Small businessmen do things, big businessmen do things. Big business, what is beneficial to oneself and others is also beneficial. Small businessmen are those who benefit themselves and do not benefit others. ”

Fan Li is Song Qingtian's idol in her last life, and she knows the content of Fan Li's book "Tao Zhu Gong Business Classic" by heart, so she dared to ask this topic in front of Li Yongbin, and answered it fluently.

Song Qingtian's words immediately made Li Yongbin look at her with admiration, "From this experience at a young age, the future is unlimited, Song Qingtian, it's really a pity if you don't study?" ”

When he met a good talent, as a teacher, Li Yongbin cherished his talent.

At this moment, Li Yongbin's attention has completely shifted to Song Qingtian, which is also Song Qingtian's purpose.

First arouse the anger in his heart, and then slowly calm down and divert his anger, further open up and drain the flow, and guide his anger to other places, so that the damage to Li Pengfei can be reduced to the minimum, Song Qingtian feels that the current plan is half successful.

Song Qingtian said: "Our ancestors have an old saying, three hundred and sixty lines of practice will be the champion, and everything will be the same, as long as you can learn to be a man." ”

"Song Qingtian, having said that, but in a new socialist country, knowledge is power? I really recommend that you study for two years before you continue to do business. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Li, I remember your words, if I have the opportunity, I will still go to study."

This is also Song Qingtian's heart, in the next few decades, with knowledge and culture, his vision and thinking will improve a lot.

Realistically speaking, if you have an advanced diploma in your hand, others will look at you twice. Studying, she will definitely not give up, she is not going to school at the moment, she just feels that she is wasting time in school, anyway, the school also agrees with her to go back, just wait for the high school entrance examination to go back.

Li Yongbin looked at the Song Xifeng brothers and said, "If your niece studies hard, she will be better than the two of you, and you two will persuade her to study." ”

Song Qingtian said: "Teacher Li, in fact, I can study at home, and I have learned a lot of knowledge that cannot be learned in books. ”

Li Yongbin became curious, "Tell me." ”

"That's it, Mr. Li, let's each tell a story, and then see whose story is more interesting."

"Okay, what kind of story do you say?"

"I have read the story of Roosevelt in the United States in books, it is very inspiring, and I want to listen to Mr. Li again."

Li Yongbin cleared his throat, from Roosevelt's birth in New York on January 30, 1882, to his becoming the longest-serving and most prestigious president in American history, Roosevelt's legendary life has probably been told again.

What Roosevelt studied at Harvard University, studying political science, history, and journalism.

Roosevelt was an assistant secretary of the Navy, narrowly won the gubernatorial race, family circumstances, and the only president in American history to serve four terms.

These big and small things in Roosevelt's life are gushing endlessly in Li Yongbin's mouth.

Song Qingtian applauded and said: "Teacher Li is very knowledgeable, which is really amazing, but I don't have the same profound knowledge as Teacher Li, I just tell a little story." ”

Song Qingtian is smart, Li Yongbin likes it in his heart, and he is also full of expectations for her story.

Song Qingtian took a sip of tea and began to speak.

There was a young boy who thought he was the most unfortunate child in the world, who was left with a lame leg and jagged and protruding teeth because of polio.

He rarely played games or games with his classmates, and when the teacher asked him to answer questions, he always kept his head down and didn't say a word.

On a normal spring day, the boy's father asked for some saplings from a neighbor's house, and he wanted to plant them in front of the house.

The father told his children to plant one each.

The father told the children that whoever planted the sapling that grew the best would buy him a favorite gift.

The little boy also wanted to get a gift from his father, but when he saw his siblings jumping up and down to carry water to water the tree, somehow the autistic little boy came up with a cold idea, hoping that the tree he planted would die soon. So after pouring it once or twice, I didn't bother with it.

When the little boy went to see the tree he had planted a few days later, he was amazed to find that not only had it not withered, but had also grown a few new leaves, which was greener and more vibrant than the tree planted by his siblings.

The father fulfilled his promise and bought the little boy one of his favorite gifts, and told him that, judging by the trees he planted, he must grow up to be a good botanist.

Since then, the boy has slowly become more optimistic.

One night, the little boy lay in bed and couldn't sleep, looking at the bright moonlight outside the window, and suddenly remembered what the biology teacher had said, plants generally grow at night, why not go and see how the little tree he planted grows at night.

When he came out into the yard with his feet, he saw his father splashing something with a spoon under the tree that the boy had planted.

Suddenly, the little boy understood everything, his father had been secretly fertilizing the little tree he had planted! He returned to his room and let the tears run wildly.

Decades later, the lame boy actually became a botanist

Speaking of this, Song Qingtian stopped telling and asked Li Yongbin: "Teacher Li, do you know the moral of this story?" ”

"Is this a white lie that makes a big difference to life?"

"Mr. Li, what you said is not wrong at all, if a white lie can make a person, then why can't you forgive the lie?"

At this moment, Li Yongbin finally understood that Song Qingtian was beating around the bush in order to exonerate Li Pengfei.

Li Pengfei lied when he was a child, which caused great harm to him and his friends, and he absolutely could not tolerate it, so he beat Li Pengfei to his death, leaving a scar on his arm.

After Li Pengfei grew up, Li Yongbin could not tolerate him lying, and he could never forget the price of Li Pengfei's lying in his life.

The important thing is that Li Pengfei did not mean to lie.

Li Yongbin's face became gloomy again.

Song Qingtian said calmly: "Teacher Li, I almost forgot to tell you that that child not only became a botanist, but also became the president of the United States, and his name is Franklin Roosevelt. “

Li Yongbin raised his eyes and looked at Song Qingtian, "The story you tell is indeed more interesting than what I told." But being funny doesn't mean that I can tolerate a person lying, especially my son Li Pengfei. ”