Chapter 197: Below
When the students ran to the end, they were out of breath, and Grandpa Tiezhu sat on the bench, weaving grasshoppers for the "little egg yolk", and by the way, he watched his brothers and sisters running out of breath like cows.
After dozens of children had run away, Grandpa Tiezhu took them to the kitchen. Everyone was hungry for a long time, thinking that they could eat hot egg noodles immediately, but who wanted to see a cold pot and a cold stove, only good dough and good eggs.
"There, you have to eat egg noodles and make your own!"
The white monkey cried helplessly: "Uncle, even if you don't feel sorry for us, you feel sorry for yourself." When will we be ready to make noodles? β
Grandpa Tie Zhu glanced at him lightly, snorted, and said, "I have already eaten it, otherwise who do you think this dough is reconciled?" β
When the people heard him say this, they wanted to cry without tears.
However, the children of Huangni Village quickly cheered up, burned the fire, rolled the noodles, and did it in an orderly manner in less than a while.
Huangni Village looked at the side for a while and felt that it could not be compared, so Baishi did a division of labor, Baiqi made a fire, and Baiguo and Baishi made noodles.
Shiraishi asked Baiguo, "Do you know how to roll noodles?" β
Bai Guo asked rhetorically, "Will you?" β
Shiraishi shook his head.
Bai Guo sighed, looked at Mali's Huanghua'er, and whispered, "Then we can only learn from them." β
Fortunately, the two of them have a good understanding and learn quickly, so they made noodles with Huang Hua'er. The fried egg in the pan is also ready, and the aroma of the oil goes straight to the nose.
The "little yolk" was so hungry that her saliva fell out. The first bowl of noodles made in Huangni Village was given to the youngest little brother first.
Later, they were divided next to each other, and the last to eat noodles were Huang Hua'er and Huang He.
Grandpa Tie Zhu nodded again and again when he saw it, and the children in Huangni Village were really much more sensible and worry-free.
He turned his head to look at the side of Shiraishi Villageβ
"I'll eat first! I burned the fire! The white monkey said hurriedly.
Shiraishi said: "I still make the noodles!" I don't make noodles, what's the use of you lighting the fire? β
Bai Guo glanced at the two who were arguing like black-eyed chickens, and said hatefully: "If you quarrel two more times, the noodles will be lumped!" β
Shiraishi and the white monkey stopped indignantly.
"If you have time to quarrel, it's better to hurry up and have a few more bowls of noodles, they are all going to finish eating, and our village hasn't served them yet!"
Grandpa Tie Zhu smiled and watched the excitement on the side, and said cool words: "This girl is right, you should have morning class in half an hour, and if you continue to quarrel like this, everyone will have nothing to eat." β
When Shiraishi and the white monkey heard this, they temporarily turned their enemies into friends, and they finally finished eating the noodles before the morning class.
Because the children of Qingshan Village have already learned a lot of content, and they are not on the same level as the children of Huangni Village and Baishi Village, so they are divided into two groups to attend classes, the children of Qingshan Village are still taught by Yan Gou, and the children of Huangni Village and Baishi Village are taught by Yun Niang.
But there are only thirty or forty children in Qingshan Village, and there are more than seventy in Huangni Village and Baishi Village combined, and Yun Niang is quite hard to get in and out of a class.
Xianghua asked the children about their first day of class.
Yun Niang said: "Actually, it's okay, the children in Huangni Village are very sensible, they listen very carefully when I speak, and they are also very serious when they practice, which is very worry-free." But the children in Baishi Village yawned a lot, and they didn't take it seriously when they practiced calligraphy, and warned them that their left ear went in and out of their right ear, hey. β
Xianghua said with a smile: "There are so many of them, it must be hard, but Mr. Yan can't pull away, otherwise I'll ask Wu Yong, how about letting him be your teaching assistant?" β
"'Teaching assistant'?"
Xianghua said with a smile: "It's the two of you who teach these children together, you play the main force, and he assists you." β
Yun Niang listened, covered her lips and smiled; "Of course it's a good thing for me, but I don't know if he's willing to do it or not."
"I also asked Mr. Yan, Wu Yong is not poor in learning, but lacks a workaround, maybe getting along with these children for a while can open up his second line? Anyway, I'll ask him first. β
Xianghua said, and said: "The children of Baishi Village still have to ask you to be more careful, wait for them for a month, if they are really stubborn, we don't have to be polite." β
In the afternoon, Yun Niang took these children from Huangni Village and Baishi Village to walk around the village, which can be regarded as knowing the road and meeting the people in the village.
The group walked to the door of the school, and the "little egg yolk" saw a stone on a table at the door, and a few bald brushes, so he went over to fiddle with it curiously. When his sister Huang Mei saw it, she hurriedly grabbed him and asked him to put the things back.
Yun Niang picked up the stone with a hole in the middle and asked them, "Do you know what this is?" β
Huang Hua'er said: "It looks like a broken inkstone." β
Yun Niang nodded and said, "Yes, this is an inkstone." This is the inkstone that Xianghua's younger brother Donglin has worn through in recent years, and there is a word called 'grinding through the iron inkstone', which is the truth. Water drops wear stones, and where there is a will, there is a way. β
Speaking of Cheng Donglin, these children have already heard of this big name, but Huangni Village heard that he is a very talented talent, and Baishi Village heard that Donglin Youxianghua, a capable sister, has accumulated great virtue in her previous life.
Yun Niang picked up the bald brush again and said: "The one who was admitted to Xiucai with Donglin, the other one is Deng'er." The situation of Deng'er's family is similar to yours, but others are not short of ambitions, and these brushes are all left over from his practice of calligraphy. β
The white monkey glanced at it and said in surprise: "This is all like this, what kind of words do you write?" β
Yun Niang took out a painting from the side and showed it to them, "This is the word that Deng'er wrote with these pens at that time, and you will know why he was admitted to Xiucai when you read it." β
These half-grown children have never learned to read, and today they have only learned how to hold a pen, and they still can't recognize words. But Deng'er's character is really impeccable, upright and powerful, and the pen is clean, which is beautiful even for laymen.
The white monkey was dumbfounded and said, "This ...... Is this the writing of these rotten brushes? β
Yun Niang nodded.
"Deng'er's family couldn't afford to read, but it was Xianghua's strong support that Deng'er came to this day. Therefore, Deng'er knows how to be grateful, never wastes a piece of paper or a pen, and his hard work is even more than Donglin. β
A group of children were in awe when they heard this, and they wanted to meet these two strange people.
Yun Niang also saw it, and said with a smile: "Not at this time." If you study hard, you will naturally meet them in the academy in the future. β
She took the children to see the embankment, the village's unique peppers and tomatoes, and then to see Xiaoqingshan.
"On the mountain is Xiaocheng Villa, and the Xianghua family lives on it. Your school building was built at the foot of the mountain, and it was carefully considered. Xianghua said that it is okay for you to go up the mountain to play, but you should not have bad intentions and do bad things, if you study seriously, you are welcome in the soup pool and fruits on the mountain. β