Song Xi's family lives in the Chunyuan community of Huilong Town. Her father is Song Renjie, a master of Chinese studies, who teaches at Hwaseong University. Mom is a painter Yin Ni. There is also an older brother Song Quan who is two years older than her.

It was nearly seven o'clock when Song and Liang returned home, and Song Xi had already called her mother Yin Ni before school, saying that she would not go home tonight, and that there were activities in the class on the weekend, and she would participate. However, I never expected such a thing to happen!

The two took a tricycle back to the Chunyuan community, waited for the car, walked towards the No. 1 building on the right side of the community, entered the elevator and took the sixth floor, and arrived home.

Song Xi pressed the doorbell, and after a while, the door was opened. It was Song Xi's brother Song Quan who opened the door. He was half a head taller than Song Xi, his eyes were huge, and he was bright, and when he saw his sister coming back, his eyebrows were raised, and he turned around and shouted: "Mom, it's my sister who is back." ”

Song Xi pulled Liang Qiangping into the house. Liang Qiangping suddenly felt unnatural, he looked around, what a beautiful house! The decoration is exquisite, the appliances are complete, and he has to change his shoes when he enters the door, which he is not used to.

After Song Xi closed the door, he immediately called: "Mom, we're back." ”

Yin Ni was concentrating on painting in the room, and she didn't bother with it, but only answered her with an "oh".

Song Quan was taken aback when he saw that his sister had brought Liang Qiangping home, and when he looked closely, he found that his nose was blue and his face was swollen and full of injuries, so he was taken aback, and hurriedly pulled Song Xi aside and asked, "Sister, what's wrong with him?"

Song Xi looked flustered and didn't know how to respond.

Liang Qiangping pretended to smile lightly and said, "I accidentally fell on a bicycle just now, it's okay." ”

When Song Xi heard Liang Qiangping say this, his nervous heart relaxed, and he hurriedly said, "Yes, brother, we were accidentally dropped while riding a bicycle just now." ”

Yin Ni heard the three of them say that they were injured while riding a bicycle, and she was worried about her injuries, so she put down the paintbrush in her hand and walked out of the living room quickly. But seeing that her eyebrows are clear and beautiful, her long hair is flowing, her face is red, and she is nearly forty years old, but she has not lost her beauty. She walked out of the living room and asked Song Xi, "What's the matter, who is hurt?" ”

Song Xi's face sank, and he looked down at Liang Qiangping.

Liang Qiangping didn't show pain, and said easily: "Teacher Yin, I accidentally fell on a bicycle. ”

Yin Ni knew him. She once took an art class in the first class of Huilong Middle School. In class, students are required to draw on the spot, and the proposition is very simple, that is, to draw a map of the lotus country. Only one student in the class drew it completely, and that student was Liang Qiangping. Yin Ni praised him on the spot, so she was very impressed with him.

Seeing that it was Liang Qiangping, he was very happy, and then looked him up and down, and saw that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, so he asked with concern: "The injury is so serious, have you seen a doctor?" ”

Song Xi hurriedly replied, "Mom, we didn't have any money with us, so we didn't have time to see a doctor." ”

Yin Ni glared at her and said, "Why didn't you call back earlier and see you?" She was obviously a little angry that Song Xi was too ignorant, and then said, "Liang Qiangping, I'll take you to the doctor right away." ”

Liang Qiangping turned his head to look at Song Xi, didn't say much, and followed Yin Ni out to see a doctor.

The two went to the hospital for examination and learned that the injury was not serious, but only a skin injury, and they went home after taking some swelling and painkillers.

That night, Liang Qiangping stayed at Song Xi's house.

Liang Qiangping likes to read since he was a child, but because his family is poor, he can't do it! Unlike Song Xi, who has such good family conditions, her father is a master of Chinese studies and is a professor at Hwaseong University, what a great deal! Mom is a painter, famous and enviable!

Liang Qiangping was sore, no sleep, and he still didn't fall asleep until the third watch. He sat up, turned on the light, and had a lot of thoughts. If I didn't go home tonight, my parents must be worried, and I usually have to go home every weekend. It's just that Lu Hui and others stopped it for no reason, and they even had a fight, and they almost killed people, and they were afraid to think about it!

He tossed and turned, imagining. Song Xi's family is a famous family of literature and art, he was born in a mountain village, and he is poor, why is there such a big difference between people?

How he wished that he could have a good family and no longer have to be looked down upon by Lu Hui and others. His family is powerful and powerful, beyond the reach of ordinary people! In the world, what worse is the suffering people! Who can help them?

This night, he thought about it all night.

The next morning, Liang woke up at seven o'clock. Song Xi got up early and sat on the sofa in the living room to wait for him. Yin Ni has made breakfast.

After breakfast, Liang wanted to go home.

But seeing that the injury on his face has not healed, he will be worried when he goes back and is seen by his parents. Song Xi asked him to stay at home for an extra day, today is the weekend, and Dad will come home. You like to read, and Dad will definitely be able to help you.

When Liang heard her say that the professor was going home today, he was very excited, and he wanted to see the professor and ask him for advice in person.

At noon, it was hot, with the occasional cool breeze blowing from the window.

Liang Qiangping, Song Xi, and Song Quan went downstairs to the door of the community to greet Song Renjie. Yin Ni has gone to work, and today she is going to attend the meeting of the Painting Association, so she has no time to accompany them.

Song Xi is innocent and lively, she has long regarded Liang Qiangping as her brother, and she has nothing to say, her relationship with Liang Qiangping is even better than that with her brother Song Quan.

The three of them sat on the stone bench at the entrance of the community, chatting and waiting for Song Renjie.

Song Quan was much more silent, he rarely spoke, and only laughed on the side.

Liang Qiangping said in front of Song Xi that although he is young, he has a lot of insights into world affairs, from the country to the people, he can't talk about everything, and he often makes witty remarks, which is very interesting.

After a while, Song Renjie returned. He drove a blue car towards the community, and when he saw the three little guys sitting on the stone bench at the entrance of the community, he gently pressed the horn, and then slowly drove the car into the community.

Song Xi was the first to run up, jumping up and down with the car, screaming with joy. Song Quan and Liang Qiangping also ran up.

The car drove to the parking space and stopped. After a while, the cab door was opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties came out. His hair is not long, his roots are upright, his thick eyebrows and big eyes are bright, he is full of energy, and he has a square face, smiling calmly.

Song Xi ran up and called her father delicately. Song Renjie was full of smiles, friendly and warm.

Song Quan habitually ran to the trunk of the car, opened the box and took out the package inside. It has his favorite rock sugar gourd. Song Renjie would buy him a pack every time he went home.

After a while, Song Renjie turned his head and saw a thin young man standing beside him, seeing that there were still some scars on his face, this person seemed to be familiar, but he couldn't remember his name for a while, so he asked Song Xidao: "Who is he?" ”

Song Xi grinned and said, "Dad, he is my good friend, Liang Qiangping, and also my good classmate." ”

Song Renjie was stunned, and then he remembered that he was so familiar, it turned out to be Song Xi's classmate. I met him in the classroom last month when I had a parent-teacher conference at Huilong Middle School. Only his parents did not show up that day. He sat alone in the corner of the classroom, watching other parents talk to the head teacher about their children's learning, and he was alone.

Song Renjie seemed to remember something, but he couldn't say it. Liang Qiangping called him a professor very respectfully. Song Renjie wanted him to call him uncle. Liang Qiangping immediately shouted happily: "Uncle Professor." ”

Song Renjie was amused by Liang Qiangping's uncle professor, and he laughed and said, "Very good, if you like it." ”

The three followed Song Renjie upstairs and returned home.

Song Quan couldn't wait, opened the package, took out two red rock sugar gourds, and strode back to his room to play with his cats and dogs.

Song Xi chased after Song Renjie and said, "Dad, Liang Qiangping has something to ask you, he has been waiting for you at home for a whole day." ”

Song Renjie hurriedly turned around and asked, "Really?" Does he have something to ask me for? ”

Song Xi shifted his gaze to Liang Qiangping, took two steps back, stretched out his right hand and grabbed Liang Qiangping's left hand, pulled him over to Song Renjie's side, smiled and said to Liang Qiangping: "My father is back, if you have anything you want to ask him, just ask." ”

Liang Qiangping became restrained, and let out an "oh" for a while, unable to speak, he didn't know too much, so he asked him what was good?

Song Renjie brought Liang Qiangping into his study. I saw a couplet he had written with a brush hanging at the door of the study. Shanglian wrote: Read a lot of books and develop wisdom. Xialian wrote: Be diligent in practice and increase your efforts. Cross-linked: Yixinzhai. The word is strong and powerful, and the line is standard.

Liang Qiangping watched it stupidly, and felt very wonderful, worthy of being a master of Chinese culture, and silently remembered it in his heart! Slowly walk into the study.

The study was large, full of books on three sides, and only the one by the window was empty.

Liang Qiangping looked around anxiously for a while, and sighed three times in a row: "Okay! That's nice! That's nice! ”

Song Renjie nodded slightly, seeing that he was young, he sighed at books, it was indeed rare! He asked curiously, "Do you like to read?" His eyes were staring at Liang Qiangping, seeing that he kept inspecting the books on the shelves, as if he was going to devour them one by one, his eyes were obsessed, and it was the first time he had met a student like him since he became a teacher, which was really joyful!

Liang Qiangping came back to his senses when he asked this, and immediately responded: "Yes, Uncle Professor." ”

Song Renjie pondered for a while, and suddenly asked, "Why do you want to study?" ”

Liang Qiangping raised his head and responded: "For the benefit of the common people in the world!" ”

Song Renjie was shocked when he heard this, he was young and ambitious, which was rare! Rare! He smiled and said, "Good! Very good! Since you like to read so much, you will often come to my study in the future. As long as you come, I welcome you. ”

Liang Qiangping listened to it and was excited, great! That's great!

Song Xi argued and said: "Dad, I also want to come in often to read, I want to study hard, and be a learned professor like my father in the future." She smiled innocently at Song Renjie.

Song Renjie was full of joy when he heard this, reached out and stroked Song Xi's little head, bent down and said to her: "Xixi, awesome, Dad's good boy!" ”

Liang Qiangping asked seriously: "Uncle Professor, I like Chinese studies very much, especially the classics, although I don't know much about ancient texts, but I like it." Uncle Professor, you are a master of Chinese studies, can you teach me ancient Chinese? He was in a reverie, but he was worried that Song Renjie would not agree. After all, he is a university professor, busy with work, and has a noble status, how can he have the time and energy to teach himself!

Song Renjie said with great relief: "Okay, as long as you are willing to learn, I will teach you." ”

Liang Qiangping listened, as if he had won a treasure, and hurriedly bowed to Song Renjie.

Song Renjie met a little bosom friend, and he didn't expect Liang Qiangping to fall in love with Chinese culture at a young age, which is really rare!

The two hit it off at first sight. Although Liang Qiangping is young, he has his own opinions on studying. Song Renjie is a master of Chinese studies, and he looks at Liang Qiangping at a young age in front of him, and has the heart to cultivate him well.

The two chatted freely in the study, but left Song Xi aside. Song Xi was not happy, she pursed her mouth and shouted in a coquettish voice: "Dad, you just care about talking and ignore others, it's really annoying!" ”

The two of them looked at her soft face and couldn't help laughing.

Liang Qiangping asked Song Renjie to read in his study during the summer vacation. Song Renjie naturally welcomed it and readily agreed.

Liang Qiangping was excited, and regarded Song Renjie as his mentor and friend, although he was young, he pursued knowledge regardless of age, and sought interests and hobbies. With such a mentor and friend, he is fortunate in his three lives!

In the evening, Liang Qiangping said goodbye to Song Renjie's family and rode Song Quan's bicycle home. Before leaving, he specially borrowed a copy of "Tao Te Ching" from Song Renjie so that he could go home to read.