The father and son of the Fan family walked all the way to the south of the village, and soon came to the Ma Gong Private School.

The sun is about to come out, and the brilliance of the morning glow is getting brighter and brighter, and soon the clouds in the eastern sky are red, and the sun is about to come out. It looks like the snow is starting to melt today, and it's going to be colder than the previous days.

The private school in the village is based on the busy and leisure season of the village to class, generally speaking, spring ploughing, summer planting, autumn harvest, so only winter is the time when some families in this kind of village in Zhongyang send their children to the private school, and the rest of the time is three or three twos, or today you, tomorrow his, some three days of fishing and two days of drying the taste of the net. There are people who learn to read and write here from the age of seven to fifteen, but there are no brothers like the Fan family who are only five years old.

Boss Fan thought that he had come early enough, but when he arrived at this private school, Old Master Ma had already arrived. Of course, it was still early, and the students in the private school still hadn't seen anyone coming.

"Old master, early. This, I'm late, it's really ......" Boss Fan was a little uncomfortable, he still got up early in the morning, who knew that the old master arrived first.

"It's not late, it's not too late. It's the old man who came early today. As he spoke, Old Master Ma stroked his gray beard with a few fingers of his right hand, and said with a smile: "Behind this are the two boys of your family, who is that Fan Wuming?" Who is the Fan roller blind? ”

"Hello Master, I'm Fan Wuming." Fan Wuming stepped forward, walked from behind his father Fan Boss to his father's left hand, and bowed down with his fists and said.

"Husband, good master, I'm Fan Roller Blind." Fan Roller Blind did the same, and also stepped forward, stood on his father's right hand, and bowed with fists.

"Okay, okay." When Old Master Ma saw these two boys like this, he couldn't help but applaud repeatedly, "Boss Fan, these two boys in your family, how can you look at them, they are smart and clever, one is calm and loyal, good, very good." From today onwards, they will all stay, and come to my private school every day, and the old man will teach them as much as I can. I hope that in my life, I can also teach a few pillars of the country, the country to help the world, and the talents of the generals. ”

"This, this is a bit too exaggerated, although I can actually be regarded as a person who has just entered the immortal cultivation period now, a cultivator in the Qi refining period, and how can it be compared to those ordinary people who are so-called extremely human ministers. But this old master can really see something at a glance as a mortal? The so-called seeing words and reading hexagrams are all true talents and real learning in the field of professional cultivation. But this old master Ma's surname is Ma, not Xu, not the Xu Fu contained in history, hehe. When Fan Wuming heard that Old Master Ma was so ambitious, he couldn't help but be a little amused, and he thought about it by himself. When Boss Fan heard these words, he was a little dumbfounded, and he smiled stupidly.

"This, this, don't dare, don't dare...... Just ask these two boys to ......"

"yes. People, you have to be a little self-aware. This Fan Boss was about to be modest for a few words, when a woman's mocking voice suddenly came from behind him: "Still in the picture?" The sun is coming out in the west, right? Liu Ji, the third son of my husband's family, Mrs. Liu's family, went home to farm? Ha! Old Master Ma, you are old, early. ”

"You are?" Old Master Ma looked at this and didn't know when he entered the small courtyard of this private school, and was standing behind the father and son of the Fan family, holding a child, this middle-aged woman who suddenly made a loud noise, thinking about which family in the village she came to send her son to school.

"Yo, Mafuzi is really a noble man who forgets things. As for me, I belong to the second Liu family in this village, and last winter, my father-in-law brought my big man to come to this private school to study for a few days. But the family was poor and could not afford the money and food. No, today I heard that this private school began to not accept money and grain, and exempted the money and food to teach the children in the village, I, no, I brought my big boy over early in the morning. "The person who came was from Liu Laoer's house that I met on the way.

"Don't take money and food? How can it be? If I don't collect money and food, how can I survive on my own? How do I feed my family? Old Master Ma couldn't help but be a little annoyed when he saw this woman with a gun and a stick in her words.

"Oh? Did I hear it wrong? Nothing like that? Then this old man Fan ......" Liu Lao's family squinted at the Fan family's grandfather, dragging a skeptical tone with a long tone.

"That, this is Fan Wuming, that's it, the second son of the Fan family has the ability that ordinary children don't have, and the old man is very happy to see it, so he exempts him from money and food, what does it have to do with you? Why not? Old Master Ma was a little anxious, and looked at Boss Fan who was flushed with dissatisfaction. This Zhongyang is too small, and it's only been a night's work...... There are a few women in this village who can be kind to each other, but the men can't pull their faces in these things.

"Oh? Boss Fan and his wife are really blessed. Liu Er's family looked at the two sons of the Fan family, and pointed at Fan Wuming: "Just this little guy, what kind of ability can he have?" Old Master, don't deceive me for being a woman. ”

"He, he hasn't been to school for a day, but he can choose his own name, take words, and write, and in one hand, I have a small seal of Daqin, although it is written on the wooden board with charcoal, but it is very well written, which amazes the old man. I wonder if your son can do this? If there is, the old man is also exempt from the miscellaneous money and food. Old Master Ma seemed to be very angry, and began to speak in a crepe manner, which seems to be one of the common characteristics of all true scholars throughout the ages, especially those who have been engaged in teaching and educating people all their lives.

"Oh? It turns out that as long as you can write your own name, you can do it. My big man really can't, but it doesn't matter, I'll go back to my mother's house in the neighboring village, find my second uncle who tells fortunes and divinations on weekdays, and teach me that big guy to learn to write his own name, that, what kind of small seal. It is estimated that it will only be two or three days at most, and when the time comes, I will come to see Old Master Ma again. ”

"You, you, are simply incomprehensible."

"Master Ma, your old man is a scholar who has taught all his life, so you have to be fair." Although the second Liu family is also illiterate, it seems that this "gentleman can be bullied" is self-taught and untaught, and it is a completely unconscious rural survival wisdom that is integrated into his bones.

"How are you doing?" The old master was a little powerless about this.

After Boss Fan came to Liu Er's house, he was at a loss and his face was flushed, how could there be such a thing? This cowardly woman is a nonsense in the village on weekdays, how can this be good? I can't make a fuss with a mother-in-law, but in the end, no one will look at me. It's all to blame for the big and mouthy shutter.

Fan Roller Blinds watched the excitement from the sidelines, thinking that since the last time he was in the so-called modern world, he and the roller blinds had no substance, and the Yuan Shen was also extremely weak, often falling asleep, and he didn't know how long he hadn't seen any excitement. I think I made it up if I was lively, and I wanted to create a lively person if I wasn't lively. Fan Roller Blind, on the other hand, stood there a little uneasy at this moment, and it seemed that he finally knew that he had made something wrong.

"Old Master Ma, these half-grown children can write their own names and characters, which may be taught well by some adults, and there are still some literate people in these seven miles and eight towns, if you really have any ability, this, this, can write that, that poetry and elegance, what ode, yes, that is, you can make that poem, in order to be really capable, to be able to count. I'm afraid you'll be deceived all the time. ”

Fan Wuming looked funny on the side, it seems that no era is a person who does not harm others and is not good for himself, hehe. This Liu Lao Er's family didn't expect to be able to give his son the opportunity to win the money and food. She knew that relying on fighting and messing around could only make Old Master Ma disgusted, and it was impossible for Old Master Ma to be free of his own money and food. But if you can't get it, how can others get it? There really will never be a shortage of such people in this world.

"Poetry? You mother-in-law, you actually asked a five-year-old boy to compose that poem, it is simply difficult for a strong man. How can the old man allow you to mess around here, and get me out of this courtyard quickly. ”

"Old Master Ma, this is not good. Maybe when I go out, more people will come to you with their sons. ”

"You, you ......" Old Master Ma looked outside the courtyard gate

Some of the schoolchildren who came to the private school and the parents who sent them off were a little confused for a while. At this moment, a crisp children's voice sounded.

"Old Master, nameless would like to compose that poem."

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