The child named Sanwazi looked at Shen Yu timidly, kneading the corners of his clothes with both hands, and suddenly remembered that his mother said that the gentlemen in the academy don't like children who are too honest, so he plucked up his courage and casually found a topic and asked, "Mr. Shen, what's your surname?"

Shen Yu said calmly, "My surname is Shen."

There was an inexplicable silence in the air.

The child looked down, thinking that this was a little embarrassing.

...

...

After a while, Shen Yu looked at the child, and then asked, "What do you want to learn?"

The third baby was a little confused, and said, "Read and read."

Shen Yu shook his head and said, "I won't."

Sanwazi's eyes widened, and then he thought to himself whether he should scold him for snatching back the silver, or run home to find his mother to help.

"I mean, it's too short, so what do you want to do after you read and write?" Shen Yu asked.

The third baby thought about it, and said a little embarrassed, "I still want to be a big official, hehe."

Shen Yu didn't have any expression when he heard this, he just nodded and said, "Then let's read."

Then read a book.

In the following days, the "Academy" shop in Xiang'er Street was officially opened, and every morning, the sound of Lang reading aloud would be heard in the streets and alleys.

The three babies were sitting at a wooden table, holding books in both hands, word by word, in a low tone.

"At the beginning of man, nature is good. Sex is close, Xi is far away."

...

The third baby looked focused and her face was immature.

At this moment, he didn't know that the moment he stepped into this room, it would be more than ten years.

...

"Sir."

"Huh?"

"Hungry..."

"Didn't eat?"

"My mother is busy, and I eat at night..."

"Eat here later."

"No money..."

"If you owe it, you will pay it back when you grow up."

"Good!"

..

"Sir, I'm a year older."

"Pressing the New Year's money, go buy a few firecrackers and two kicks, and be lively outside the door."

"Do you want to buy Spring Festival couplets?"

"You write, cursive."

"Do you have cursive couplets?"

"Huh?"

"Howler!"

...

"Sir! My mother said she was going to call you to eat at home! The Shen family gave food at the gate, and many people went, and my mother took a lot!"

"Next time."

"You always say it's next time..."

"Next time."

...

"Sir, Aunt Xu outside said that she wanted to introduce her daughter-in-law to you, and asked you what you liked?"

"No, I don't."

"Sir... She said that if she likes men, she can introduce them."

"Tell her to get out."

"Oh..."

...

Years and years, every year is safe.

Spring goes to autumn, and years pass in the blink of an eye.

The ignorant child became a teenager, with red lips and white teeth, but the eyes were still generally clear, and the sound of Lang reading on Xiang'er Street had not changed.

The humble shop on Xiang'er Street still has only one student for many years.

On this day, heavy rain.

The third child looked at the Analects in his hand, while Shen Yu lay on the recliner next to him and slept.

After all these years, the third child knows that this teacher never seems to wake up, sleeping during the day and still sleeping at night.

Sometimes the third baby has a big disrespectful idea in his heart, thinking that Mr. is probably because he is so lazy to get to the point where he is now, otherwise he would have gone to the capital to be a jinshi.

However, as the saying goes, the son is not ugly and the dog is not poor, so he naturally will not look down on the husband.

When the husband is old in the future, he has a good future, so he should honor his old man, and if he is not productive, then he must honor his old man.

The young man sighed angrily, thinking that the burden behind him was indeed a bit heavy, and he didn't know how strong he was.

Drops of rain trickled down from the cracks in the roof tiles above the shop, almost forming a small curtain at the door.

Shen Yu looked at this scene, thinking that many years had passed, and he didn't know what was going on outside, whether it had already passed three months, or even longer.

Despite wasting so much time here, Shen Yu still didn't have the slightest clue.

When he first came to live here and opened a humble shop, he expected that the time would be a little long in the future, so he naturally wanted to find something to do.

And after all this time, nothing worthy of his attention has happened.

The only interesting news is that Shen Yuanzhi is middle-aged, marrying a wife and taking a concubine, but he has not yet had a son, so in recent years, good deeds have become more and more frequent.

"That's enough." Shen Yu looked at the hour and spoke.

After so many years of contact, he found that Mr. had a very strange characteristic.

Children in ordinary college private schools often hold books at sunrise, and they are allowed to stop reading at sunset, but Mr. is the opposite, he is asked to put down the books before noon, and on weekdays, he will not say anything when he is tired, extremely casual.

This question seemed to be getting more and more turbulent today, and the third baby finally couldn't help but ask, "Sir, why don't you let me read more books on weekdays?"

When Shen Yu heard this question, he closed his eyes and said, "What do you think is the purpose of studying?"

"Of course it is..."

The young man first spoke without thinking, and then his expression suddenly froze, as if he was instantly confused.

It seems that reading can accomplish many things, such as being envied by the neighbors, allowing parents to ask for a poor family background, and allowing themselves to live the life they want.

But whatever the reason, it's not quite right at the moment.

"It's for reason."

Shen Yu suddenly spoke: "There are many things that can be done after reading, but those are all so-called cause and effect, such as a line from the beginning to the end, in fact, there is only one thing in reading, and that is reason."

The third baby scratched his head, and suddenly remembered what Shen Yu said when they met for the first time, teaching people to read and write reasonably, it turned out that the last two words were the most important.

Shen Yu then asked, "How do you think you can read the book in?"

The third baby scratched his head again and shook his head in confusion.

Shen Yu said with a smile: "Go chop wood first, then do some chores, and when you think it's okay, you can continue to study."

"Got it."

Sanwazi said seriously: "Sir, don't worry, I will definitely be reasonable, I will go up the mountain now to help chop wood, and then come back to cook."

Shen Yu nodded slightly.

Looking at the back of the young man leaving, Shen Yu's face was calm.

In fact, he still has some words to say.

Questions about reason.

For example, the strange thing in this world is that many people nowadays have been reading books for many years, full of wealth, but in the end they still can't read the truth in the book, when the truth in the book is contrary to reality, they will not hesitate to abandon what they have obtained from decades of hard reading, turn around to believe what their own experience says, and criticize the things in the book.

Or they read the truth, but they are not willing to follow the reason, and their own interests are the most important.

None of this really makes sense.

It's just that these are still too profound for a teenager in a remote town.

Half an hour later.

The three children walked in with a bundle of firewood, and then they were busy outside the house, lighting a fire, boiling water, and cooking.

Shen Yu looked at the young man's energetic appearance and said, "Slow down."

Similar to a little slower, a little steady, this kind of words basically would never appear in Shen Yu's mouth, but at this moment he said it.

"Good!" The third baby nodded, and then gradually slowed down.

Unconsciously, the boy subconsciously made the work in his hands a little more meticulous and better-looking.

At the same time, his expression became more and more focused, no longer just to complete some kind of task, but as if he was enjoying it.

Naturally, his movements became more and more skillful, and his face became more and more peaceful.

The cabbage in the pot is crystal clear.

The firewood in the firewood pile was piled up neatly.

The water in the kettle was boiling, but it was boiling just at the spout.

Shen Yu glanced at it lightly, then closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a strange voice of yin and yang outside the door, and his voice was muddy and hoarse, probably an old man who was still full of energy.

"Yo, such a small shop is also worthy of being called a college? With that guy's little knowledge, isn't he afraid of losing the face of the Confucian sages?"