Qingliu waited outside for a while, knocked on the door again and said, "Senior brother, I'm waiting here, I don't believe that you will never be able to hide." ”

Xiaoying finally opened the door, and reluctantly followed Qingliu to the master's room, and on the way, Xiaoying deliberately dragged on for a second.

As expected, the master jumped on one leg and chased Xiaoying for a while, Qingliu stood outside the master's room, listening to the screams coming from the house, a little sympathetic to the senior brother, it was better to hide far away, what if the senior brother came out to find himself to be discouraged.

It was already completely dark outside, and the screaming in this courtyard had finally stopped.

Xiaoman and Xiaohuzi took a bath in Xiaoxiang Pavilion, refreshing and refreshing, at this moment Xiaoman took Xiaohuzi back and forth to climb the stairs, life lies in sports, Xiaoman felt the need to teach this concept to Xiaohuzi, and Xiaoman found that Xiaohuzi was a very smart child, as the saying goes, everything is inferior only to read high.

Although Xiao Man doesn't agree with this statement, but reading, literacy, and reasoning are still very necessary, what children will grow up to become, and the education of children will have a great impact, Xiao Man feels that he is responsible for Xiao Huzi.

When he went to bed at night, Xiaohuzi naturally followed Xiaoman back to the room, and of course slept in the same bed with Xiaoman.

Xiao Man blew out the candles, his fingers were out of sight in the room, and the wind chimes on the window jingled in the breeze, "Sister, are you asleep?" ”

"No, why can't you sleep?"

"Well, sister, can you tell me a story?"

"Tell a story, that sister is not ready today, or let's memorize a poem."

"Well, my sister can say anything."

"The poem my sister told you was made by a child prodigy, and he could write poetry when he was seven years old."

"Ah, really, sister, I want to listen, you hurry up and recite it to me."

"The poet Luo Bing Wang goose goose goose, song to the sky. White hair floats in green water, and red anthurium plucks clear waves"

Xiaohuzi followed Xiao Man to finish reading sentence by sentence, feeling very lost, "Sister, is this really a poem written by Luo Bin Wang when he was seven years old?" ”

"Of course yes, what's the matter, don't you believe it?"

"Sister, I'm older than him, but I only recognize a few words."

"Silly boy, why compare with others, you are you and he is him, if you find that others are better than yourself, then you have to work harder."

"Sister, I will work hard, and I want to be as good as him."

"Come on, I'm going to check your memorization of this poem tomorrow."

"Ah, I'm going to check it tomorrow, sister, you're reciting it again, I didn't remember it just now."

"Goose goose goose, song to the sky. The white hair floats in the green water, and the red anthurium plucks the clear waves. ”

Xiaohuzi repeated over and over again, Xiaoman slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep in this voice, goose goose goose goose kept ringing in his ears, and he didn't know how long it took for the world to finally be quiet.

What Xiaoman thought in his mind before falling asleep was whether he was wrong, he shouldn't have taught Xiaohuzi to recite poems, this child was too serious.

What made Xiaoman regret even more was that the rooster crowed three times the next day, and before dawn, Xiaohuzi woke up early, and kept screaming in her ear, "Sister, sister." ”

originally planned to sleep with his head covered and pretended not to hear, but seeing that Xiaohuzi's posture was a little unattainable, he vowed not to give up, so Xiaoman had to respond.

"Yes."

"Sister, you're awake, I'll memorize the poem my sister taught me last night, and I'll recite it to you."

"Well, you carry you and I listen to you"

"Goose goose goose, song to the sky. The white hair floats in the green water, and the red anthurium plucks the clear waves. ”

"Good, good, good."

Xiaoman felt that he had dug a pit for himself, but he still couldn't jump out of the pit.

In the following time, Xiaohuzi showed unprecedented interest in learning, except for the time to sleep, Xiaohuzi followed Xiaoman's ass behind his sister, long and short, what is this, what is that, sister, I will carry you to teach me or something, even Xiaoman goes to the thatched house, Xiaohuzi has to squat outside the wall.

Xiaohuzi let Xiaoman completely see what a follower is.

Xiaoman searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, thinking back to the Tang poems and Song poems he had learned, heard, and seen since he was a child in his previous life, which can be described as racking his brains.

Thanks to Xiaohuzi's blessing, Xiaoman never found that his memory would be so good, it turned out that he remembered so many things.

I really can't remember the poems and songs, Xiaoman began to talk to Xiaohuzi about the classification of ancient poems, ancient poems are divided into four-word poems, five-word poems and seven-word poems from the number of words.

Four words are four words and one sentence, five words are five words and one sentence, and seven words are seven words and one sentence.

Quatrain: 4 sentences 1, 2, 4 sentences of the last word rhyme, a sentence of five words called "five unique", seven characters called "seven unique"

Rhythmic poems: 8 sentences, 4 couplets of 2, 4, 6, 8 sentences of the last word rhyme, a sentence of five words is called "five laws", seven words are called "seven laws".

Xiaohuzi held his little face, looked up at Xiaoman, and admired him, "Sister, you are so powerful, how do you know everything?" ”

"My sister knows astronomy and geography, but she has studied hard to get it."

"Ah, I thought my sister was born to know that."

"How is it possible, you stupid boy, where someone is really born or something."

Xiao Man searched the sky in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion and did not find paper, ink, pen, inkstone or anything like that, so he had to make a piece of sand and teach Xiaohuzi to read and write.

Now, in addition to sleeping, Xiaohuzi squats in front of the sand and silently writes the poems that Xiaoman taught her over and over again.

Xiaohuzi no longer sticks to himself, but Xiaoman feels a little unaccustomed to it, so bored that he doesn't even have a person to talk to.

Early in the morning, the sky was gloomy, the clouds were very low, even the air was very depressing, and I always felt that I couldn't breathe well, Xiaoman went downstairs and saw Liang's mother and Liniang sitting in the hall, their faces were not very good, Xiao Qi and Xiao Ba were holding the burden and their eyes were red and swollen, obviously they had just cried.

Liang's mother saw Xiao Man coming down, and beckoned gently, "Xiao Man, come here, I will tell you something too." ”

Gently touching Xiaoman's pigtails, "Xiaoman, you are a sensible and smart child, you are taking care of us these days, it's hard for you." ”

"Mother Liang, haven't you taken care of it lately, and you don't paint your makeup, you look a lot older." Xiao Man's sweet smile was harmless.

In fact, Xiaoman knows very well in his heart that soon Xiaoxiang Pavilion will change hands, and Liang's mother will definitely announce it to everyone today.

Hearing Xiaoman say that his mother Lao Liang was not angry, but looked lonely, "How can you not be old, you are so old." ”

"Okay, okay, the topic is far away, the Xiaoxiang Pavilion has been sold, the day after tomorrow the buyer will come to collect the house, I rented a yard, of course, the conditions are much worse than the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, life may be very hard in the future, don't want to be with me, there are fifty taels of silver in a few purses on the table, you can take it away directly, I won't stop you if you want to go there."