Chapter 8: The Villagers Who Exude the Atmosphere of the New World (3)
It can be seen that although the people present really don't need external objects to keep warm because they all practice spiritual arts, the kind of fabric that Guo gave her is not something that any person can get here.
Some differences in status can be seen from this. The admiration in the coaxing in the courtyard dam is clear.
Han Zhang saw that Guo's words and deeds exuded an obvious sense of superiority, but she also acted generously, and she was taken care of by her seven-trick exquisite heart, as if she had gone through a spring breeze and rain!
She saw that Guo, who was still "worthy of praise", handed the package to the middle of the crowd, and said a cool word of "let them pass it on their own", and no longer accepted everyone's coaxing words, but turned to the north and beckoned, shouting:
"Sister Zhen'er, come here, the second aunt will change into clean clothes for you for the New Year. ”
It turned out that Guo was calling the little girl who was lying on a threshold in the middle of the old house in the north, rubbing and playing—her little niece who was so dirty that she didn't look like a human being.
From her words, you can already know that she is going to take care of this little niece.
It's just that God obviously didn't let her Linglong be as happy as she wanted, and her voice fell, and another scream sounded:
"Mother, that's my clothes, I can't wear them for stuffy people!"
"What is Fei'er doing again?" Guo scolded Yi Fei, the little girl who was playing in Yu's courtyard yesterday. This little girl dressed in pink makeup is Guo's daughter.
I only heard Guo Shi say: "Anyway, you don't wear it, it's a pity to throw it away, it's just right to wear it for your sister......"
"Don't-" Before Guo's words were finished, Yi Fei was already crying: "I don't have a boring sister, I don't want her to be my sister, woo...... Throw away your clothes, and don't give her clothes when you throw them away—"
"What are you talking about?" Guo's face could no longer be hung down, and he said a little angrily: "You kid, why are you so ignorant......
"Mother——, sister is your own child, how can you scold your own child for other people's children?"
Yi Jian, a boy who came out of nowhere, suddenly protected his sister in front of him. That Guo Shi was suddenly suffocated, and his chest rose and fell for a long time before he came to his senses, pointed to the north and said:
"Don't forget, this one is also your sister......"
Her voice was quickly drowned out by the cries of her daughter, who had her brother's backing. There was still Yi Jian's soft coaxing voice inside, but he was completely indifferent to the content of his mother Guo's words.
At this time, someone in the courtyard reacted and immediately persuaded:
"Forget it, forget it, second aunt, what are you angry with the children?"
"It's not, if you want me to say it's not to blame Brother Jian and Sister Fei, it's really that the three of you are too disagreeable, it's all young, and you won't come back to see the life and death of this one you gave birth to!"
"It's this reason, I said that this stuffy man didn't know what evil he had done in his previous life, and he threw himself under the door of the two of them........"
On the one hand, people were comforting Guo's gossiping, and there were many needles in the words about the dirty girl's parents, and on the other hand, someone guided Yi Jian to lead his sister into the house, so that the contradictions between the two parties had a turning point.
Guo's face softened, and he handed the clothes in his hand to another woman, asking her to help change the niece who was so frightened that she didn't know what to do, but she didn't worry about the two children entering the house.
The occurrence of this incident suddenly diverted everyone's enthusiasm for Hanzhang's paper-cutting, and only when she approached, she took one and put some things with her in the baggage that was passed over.
When Guo Shi entered the house, the heat in the field did not dissipate, but he played a role in this matter, discussing some parents' shortcomings, right and wrong, talking more and more, and the topic was getting farther and farther......
Hanzhang walked in the circle of people, while combing through the flying information, until she walked to the largest circle of people in the middle of the courtyard.
The first person in the circle to take a paper cut from her tea tray was a young man in his twenties, leaning on his left knee against a two or three-year-old girl doll in pink makeup.
The young man's right hand was taking the paper-cut from her tea tray and drooping down, and his left hand was about to dig something into his arms, but the female doll suddenly reached out and grabbed the paper-cut in his hand.
The young man's eyes were quick, and he stretched out his left hand in his arms to block the little hand of the female doll, but he didn't want to be reversed by a force, and his body was crooked.
But he didn't have time to come back, and he was already surprised: "Oh! Sister Ling really has the power of psionic energy, amazing, amazing-"
"Really, that's really amazing! I've heard from the second aunt that the fourth uncle's sister has practiced early, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful!"
"yes......"
For a while, the echo continued, and one after another envious eyes were cast on this elf-like soft female doll.
The middle-aged man on the other side of the female doll hugged her all of a sudden, his face full of pride, and said, "Sister Ling, come, shout second uncle!"
The female doll was indeed well-behaved, and immediately shouted "Second Uncle", and her voice was clear and bright, which immediately attracted another burst of praise and admiration from everyone.
The middle-aged man she called her second uncle explained to everyone:
"The fourth and the second are just one girl, so the enlightenment is earlier!"
This was said politely, but it seemed that the people who listened did not dare to listen casually.
After pondering it for a while, I understood the reason:
As the spiritual practitioner grows in cultivation, so does his physical strength and strength. Needless to say, the young man in front of her was a spiritual practitioner, and at this age, the strength of his body was already extraordinary. The power of not one star and two points can be pushed.
And although he was caught off guard when he was pushed by the girl just now, it also showed the strength of the girl's hand.
This girl is only two or three years old, and she is not yet six years old, which means that it is impossible to accept free teaching from the Spirit Academy.
But this girl has been enlightened by spiritual arts, and has such power.
This means that either the girl's parents have a high level of spiritual skill enough to be able to enlighten their children, or the child's parents are very wealthy and can afford to hire an initiation spiritual teacher for their children.
Whatever the reason, Qi Mengmeng was beyond the reach of the villagers present.
Early initiation of spirituality is certainly beneficial.
After a child is one year old, the earlier the initiation, the better the child's adaptability to psionic energy, and in the future, whether it is the accumulation speed of psionic energy or the speed of mastering spells, it will be able to take the lead.
What parent wouldn't want to give such benefits to their children?
However, the more careful and intellectually weak the child gets, the more difficult it is to teach. Therefore, the age of initiation for children in the spiritual academy is six years old.
Not to mention that these villagers present can enlighten their children, even the increase in spiritual inspection fees after enlightenment can overwhelm them!
Therefore, they can give their own children's education, that is, when the children are six years old, they can send them to the spiritual academy to teach and inspect the spiritual school, and they can save two sums of money.
However, it is not difficult to understand their attitude of being so envious and attached to the girl.