Today's private school is different from the sound of books in the past, it is very quiet, the children are silently reviewing their homework, and the old man surnamed Sui with gray temples is squinting and napping.

Xie Qiao came to the private school, but did not enter it, but waited quietly at the windowsill outside the school...

After a while, he opened his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed it, and saw the young man standing outside the private school, smiling and squinting, and bowing slightly.

Xie Qiao hurriedly bowed to his disciple, and the young man knew that Mr. was deliberately delaying the progress of his schoolwork, so he bowed again.

Sui Zheng got up and raised his hand to press Xie Qiao's side, coughed twice, and then officially started today's class.

Xie Qiao stood outside the window with a book and listened carefully, if he didn't understand, he folded a corner in the upper right corner of the book, and the words he didn't know were silently remembered in his heart, and when Mr. had time to inquire, he had been like this for more than two years, and Mr. always took the trouble to answer questions and give his own opinions, some obscure, some esoteric and difficult to understand, the young man listened to a half-understanding, in the clouds, Mr. never criticized him, just let him think more and read more and learn more, and read a hundred times to see his own meaning.

About half an hour later, Xie Qiao looked up at the sky, when the time came, he had to play another role again, go back to deal with chicken feces and shit, be a little catcher, and turn around and leave after the old man who was teaching in the private school.

The plate of peanuts has been swallowed by the man lying on the bench, and if there is another pot of old wine, even the plate will not be spared. It may be that the scenery opposite the stall is too good, Li Rong was a little carried away first, and went down to grab a vacancy, then reluctantly glanced at the ground, and suddenly sighed, he had never been drunk in his life, complained about the wine, picked up the wine jug and shook it, and there was no sound, and when he wanted to be relieved again, he suddenly thought of something, and slowly put down the hand that was raised to the air, and swallowed back all the bold words.

It is difficult for a rich man to be a man without money.

The proprietress only dared to stand not far away and slander to death, if her eyes could kill, the man would have already cut a thousand knives.

The woman's husband just listened to his mother-in-law's pouring of bitter water, and he was angry, and ran to the door with a kitchen knife to find the bastard theory, but in the end he couldn't take the last step out of the threshold, and could only comfort himself that the people would not fight with the officials, and take a step back to open the sky, after all, the man was wearing that dog skin, and the cloth clothes on the honest ordinary people were always a little heavier, and the porridge in the county government prison was not delicious, and he retreated into the house in a dejected manner, and got the woman's unstingy conclusion about the coffin:

Cowardly.

In the end, the husband can only persuade his mother-in-law in turn, that bastard is not a villain, at most, he takes advantage of his mouth, and one or two meats are indispensable, just endure it.

The woman just wanted to see her husband's attitude, not that she had to fight to death, but her husband was self-defeating, but her chest was still blocked and she couldn't get out, and she gave her husband a big ear scraper with her backhand, and rewarded her with the qualification to lay on the floor tonight.

A woman's heart, a needle at the bottom of the sea.

The drinkers of the stall have changed, and the man reluctantly retracts his gaze from the opposite Fengmanlou, calculating the time, the kid should also come back.

Sure enough, a familiar figure came quickly to the stall in the crowd of people on the street.

"Let's get started."

Li Rong got up from the bench first and stretched, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell." ”

"Uncle Li. Is it good to eat? Xie Qiao came closer, asked with a smile, and turned his eyes to the woman, "Auntie." ”

The woman smiled and nodded, but the moment she saw the man, she turned her head sharply, as if she had seen stinky shit.

Li Rong patted his stomach first and said regretfully: "It's a bit of a fly in the ointment, there is wine and no one is drunk." ”

Li Rong's first accompaniment is naturally the kind of little lady who can pinch out the water, Xie Qiao didn't take this stubble, and returned to the topic, "Let's go, uncle, there is more work for Liu Zhutou today, and you are incapacitated, so you have to step up, otherwise the county lieutenant will put on small shoes for the two of us, and then don't say that we can't eat and walk, we have to crawl and walk." ”

The man obviously didn't want to let Xie Qiao go, and said awkwardly: "How is it?" Go back and pass through Nara's house? Well? Have you ever seen a look, or heard about the root of the wall or something? ”

The young man blushed all of a sudden, and said embarrassedly, "Uncle Li, how do you know?" ”

The man smiled: "Everyone has a love for beauty. ”

"Every time you pass by that house, you either break away from the uncle, or deliberately bypass it, and a fool can see it."

"Yes, yes, I have the demeanor of an uncle, keep up the good work."

Xie Qiao's dead duck said stiffly: "It's not what Uncle thinks, it's just..."

Li Rong answered first: "It's just sorrow..."

"You don't need to explain, my uncle understands."

Maybe even Xie Qiao himself didn't know why, just because someone passed by that family at that time gave him a meal, and the young man kept thinking about that person, whether he was grateful, liked, or what... Maybe even he couldn't tell.

He couldn't refute it for a while.

Li Rongxian sighed and said: "The little boy doesn't know how to worry, and he is most afraid of seeing tenderness. ”

"Gone, gone."

The man didn't let Xie Qiao support him again this time.

gives an explanation that he considers to be impeccable:

Uncle is thin-skinned, and he can't always borrow others to help him walk in broad daylight.

Xie Qiao disagreed with the first half of the sentence, and the second half of the sentence was skeptical.

After walking a distance, the man suddenly asked, "Xie boy, do you know the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror?" ”

Xie Qiao nodded and did not speak.

Li Rong didn't turn around first, continued to move forward, and said to himself: "Don't blame the uncle for pouring cold water on you, like me and you, in the eyes of many people, it is just a stinky fish and rotten shrimp crawling in the rotten ditch, it is not worth mentioning at all, it is a great blessing to be alive, and I can't ask for more, the world is already very bitter, we have to learn to be happy in suffering, some people are born with the starting point is the end that you can't walk in your life, no matter how hard you try, don't want to cross over, this is your destiny to admit, of course, If you are a genius who was born in hundreds of years, or what is amazing, then the uncle didn't say, so just look at the flowers, don't think about the flowers, what fairy couples, talented and beautiful women, and double stays and double flying are all storytellers who deceive people, listen to the picture and have fun, just be a wine and food, don't take it too seriously. ”

Although Xie Qiao didn't want to accept this fact, it was the case, and he said bitterly: "I know what Uncle Li means. ”

"The moon in the water is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you is not the person in front of you."

At this time, a man and a woman happened to pass by the two, and they were quite entangled, but the figure simply moved the mountains and the sea, the ground shook the mountains, and the wind carried the wind when walking.

The man returned to his original form, turned his head to look at the two people walking by, and sighed: "The lotus flowers are floating in the lotus pond." ”

Xie Qiao couldn't cry or laugh a little, in fact, it was quite normal when the uncle was serious.