"Hey, that's an interesting story."

Fan Boyu also leaned over and listened to Fan Da's eloquent story about the stone monkey leaving Huaguo Mountain to find the immortal art of immortality.

Even Fan Mi, who has always been serious, touched his beard.

"Hmm...... It's a good thing to have such an interesting story to tell you when the farm is not working......"

He closed his eyes and was completely immersed in the story.

"The Monkey King only felt that he was staggering, and followed the black and white man to a dark and gloomy place, surrounded by the sound of ghosts crying and howling......

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Fan Da stopped at this point.

"Go on, what's next?"

"There's no more in the back......"

Fan Da looked innocent.

"None? The stone monkey was not ...... Black...... What is white, brought to the earth...... What's the ground? Fan Boyu asked.

"Underworld." Fan Mi's deep voice came: "It's the abode of ghosts." ”

In the Spring and Autumn Period, Buddhism had not yet been introduced, and people naturally did not know that there was such a thing as "underworld".

However, the theory of ghosts and gods is very popular in this era.

"What's going on next?"

Fan Mi also had a straight face and asked Fan Da.

"Uh...... The rest of the matter, Dr. Yi didn't say anything......"

Fan Da scratched his head, but he didn't know!

"Doctor Yi?"

"Yes, it's Dr. Yi, he's done half of it." Fan Da also looked distressed: "It's said that the rest of the story will be told until today's school class." ”

"What!?" Fan Miqi's beard was about to rise: "You said this is what Xin said again?" ”

"Yes, Dr. Yi taught us a word and a story every day, and if we didn't learn that word, we wouldn't be able to listen to the story." Fan Avenue.

"So, you're going to go at night?" Fan Mi's tone had become very stiff.

However, Fan Da, who has always been big, didn't feel the change in Fan Mi's tone, and said excitedly: "Yes! Patriarch, you also want to know the story of Sun Wukong after he went to the underworld, right? Let's go together today! If you know the words, you can definitely listen to a few more paragraphs. ”

"It's all a trick to deceive children!"

Fan Mi left a sentence and walked away in a huff.

"Fan Da!"

Fan Boyu pointed at Fan Da's nose, not knowing what to say.

"Little patriarch, I really don't know the rest of the story! When I'm done listening to it today, I'll come back in the evening and tell you, and you must wait for me! Fan Da said: "Oh, it's not early, I have to go early today to get a good position." ”

"I'll go too!"

"I'll go too!"

Several Chinese people couldn't hold back the excitement in their hearts for a long time, and followed Fan Da towards the township school.

The sun was setting in the west, and the township school was already crowded with people.

It's all here to hear stories.

At three o'clock, Xin appeared at the township school on time.

"Dr. Yi is here!"

Someone said excitedly.

"Doctor Yi, we've cleaned up the middle."

A few clever people said.

In the center of the township school, there is a clean mat, which is for Xin to sit again.

Xin was sitting in the center of the mat again, and waited until everyone was quiet before he spoke: "Fan Da, you come and write the words that you taught you yesterday." ”

"Ahh

There was a soft cry from the crowd.

I still have to write!

Fan Da was prepared early in the morning, ran up with a branch, and wrote a big seal "Zhou" crookedly on the land of the township school.

"Well, it's ugly, but it's recognizable." Xin said again: "Next, Mao Bian." ”

Hearing his name, Mao Bian of the Mao family shuddered.

He didn't even prepare a branch, so he borrowed a branch from Fan Da.

At this time, Fan's capital letters have been smoothed out.

Mao Bian scratched his head, and the branches of the tree trembled and slammed on the ground a few times.

"Gentleman...... I...... I don't remember. ”

Mao Bian raised his head and looked at Xin You cautiously.

"If you don't remember, let's get out." Xin said: "This is called after-class homework, if you can't complete your homework, you can't go to class, I made it clear yesterday." ”

"Ahh I've got a guy in there! Mao Bian said: "Yin Qiu! Yin Qiu was pulled by me! ”

With that, Mao Bian ran into the crowd, grabbed Yin Qiu's arm and ran out.

Yin Qiu covered his face with his hands, as if he didn't want people to see that he was also in the township school.

"Yin Qiu, why are you blocking your face?" Xin asked again.

Yin Qiu reluctantly put down his hand and lowered his head: "Gentleman...... I...... I'm not here to read. ”

"Since I'm not here to read and write, what are you doing in the township school? Let's go back! Xin said again.

"Gentleman, he's here to read and write!" Mao Bian was anxious, pulled Yin Qiu and said, "Didn't you say that you came here to read and write?" ”

"I ...... I'm here to hear the story. Yin begged: "We...... Ay! I'm leaving! ”

After saying that, Yin Qiu wanted to turn around and leave.

"Yin Qiu, stop." Xin spoke again.

Yin Qiu stood there with a look of grievance.

"Gentleman, I'm really not here to read." Yin Qiu said pitifully.

Xin stood up again, patted Yin Qiu on the shoulder, and walked in front of everyone.

"I know you all want to come and hear stories. Of course, there are also some people who come to read and write. There's nothing wrong with that, it's okay. ”

"I also know that some people don't want you to come here to read and write, don't they, Yin Qiu?"

Xin looked at Yin Qiu again, and Yin Qiu nodded.

Many people were silent.

They are the same as Yin Qiu.

I come here to listen to stories and read and write...... Since the patriarch said no, then don't learn it!

They were more afraid of the patriarch's threat than the advice of the Doctor Yi.

"I don't force you to read and write." Xin said: "I just want to tell you one thing, what you learn from me is ultimately your own. Whether it's literacy, arithmetic, or the stories you've heard, these things are in your mind, and no one can take them away. ”

Xin used what his teacher told him when he was a child, and told these Chinese people as they were.

The people are not educated, but they are not stupid.

Some of the countrymen had also been to places outside of Xinyi, and they knew that the nobles and the officials could read and write, or could settle accounts.

Literacy is strange and distant to them.

Most people don't need it for the rest of their lives.

But the art of arithmetic is something that everyone can use.

At least you won't be deceived when you exchange supplies with those people in the outer towns.

"What I teach you will not be those dry classics in the royal family, and you will not understand those things." Xin also said: "Knowing some words, being able to understand the decrees issued by the township, and knowing some numbers, so as not to be deceived by others, this is the purpose of my school here."

"If your children are wise, I will teach them more profound knowledge.

"You can not learn to read, but do you want your children to not be able to read or count?"

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These words have spoken to the hearts of many Chinese people.

Parents of any age want their children to be better than themselves.

If you don't know how to count, isn't it good for your child to know how to count?

"Gentleman, you're right, I'm stupid, I definitely can't read and write, my dog has a smart brain, and it doesn't hurt to let him learn a few big words."

Yin Laogen said.

"Me too, my cow baby has learned to read numbers, and the next time I go to Ganlu to buy seeds, I will take him with me, no need to ask for a teacher."

"Yes, if I could settle the score, I wouldn't have been deceived by that patriot like last time!"

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