Chapter 5 The Ideal of the Heart
As time went on, the children in the private school became more and more familiar with Fang Yizhi. This gentleman is not as old-fashioned as other teachers, but always gentle and knowledgeable. When a student asks a question, he always answers it patiently without hurrying. He has a good self-cultivation, and even if there are students who are naughty and mischievous in class, he is rarely seen angry.
His eyes are clear and the corners of his mouth are smiling, he is amiable, making people feel like a spring breeze, and in just a few months of getting along, Fang Yizhi has been deeply liked by this group of children.
On this day, the sun was shining through the window lattice. The walls are nailed to a three-foot-square wooden board covered with white rice paper. Fang Yizhi lifted the pen and hung his wrist, and wrote a big "Zhi" word on it with full ink, and the font was vigorous and upright.
A group of students sat down and watched seriously, Fang Yizhi turned around and said slowly: "Writer, write a chronicle!" The ancients said that a word sees the heart, and said that the word is like a person. A person's ambition is hidden in the bottom of his heart and comfortable in his pen. Everyone has a green ambition when they are young, and your ambition or ...... What are the ideals? ”
As soon as he finished speaking, the students below whispered to each other, and a buzzing noise sounded in the school. Fang Yizhi stretched out his hands and made a downward gesture, and the hall gradually quieted down.
"Everyone can talk about their ambitions or ideals, which one comes first? Zhu Biao, what are your aspirations or ideals in the future? With that, he lowered his head and asked a child sitting in the front row.
The child wore a brown turban, a straight gown, and a pimple on his face. Fang Yizhi nodded to his name and hurriedly stood up, tilted his head seriously and thought about it, and said a little shyly: "Teacher...... I'm going to ...... Think...... Think...... Be an accountant like my dad! My dad has six dollars of silver every month in the town, and he buys me a lot of delicious food! ”
"Very good, it is also a good ambition to be an accountant in the future!" Fang Yizhi praised his head. The child named Zhu Biao was praised by the teacher and sat down happily.
Fang Yizhi pointed to a child sitting at the back and asked, "Zhou Zhiheng, what is your ambition or ideal?" The kid named Zhou Zhiheng was tall and extraordinary, and when he stood up, he was even half a head taller than Fang Yizhi. He had a faint fluffy beard on his lips, and his round face was still a little immature, he scratched his head and said, "Teacher, is the ideal okay?"
"That's right! As long as it is what you think in your heart, the wish you want to achieve can be called an ideal, but you say it doesn't matter! Fang Yizhi encouraged.
"Okay, teacher! My ideal is...... Well...... My family bought a large annex in the town, and our family could go and stay for a few days every month. There is a home-style tavern in the town, and there is a family selling bean tendons next to the tavern, and their bean tendons are skewered with bamboo skewers, grilled on a charcoal fire, and then sprinkled with sesame seeds, pepper, and scallion oil, and the taste is really fragrant......
Speaking of this, Zhou Zhiheng also closed his eyes, stretched out his tongue and licked the corners of his lips, looking endlessly aftertasted. After a moment, he opened his eyes and continued: "His family wants a copper plate for five strings of bean tendons, and I have already saved three copper plates." My biggest dream is...... Give my dad some more money...... In the future, Meimei will buy him thirty skewers and enjoy it! As soon as he finished speaking, the students burst into laughter.
Fang Yizhi's face was expressionless, and he was speechless for a while. Fu raised his voice again and said, "He An, what is your ambition?" The laughter in the school gradually stopped.
He An stood up and said, "Teacher, my ambition is...... Be a person like Li Guoshi! ”
"Oh...... Why do you want to be like Li Guoshi? Fang Yizhi asked with a smile.
There are many legends about the national teacher Li Xingzhi among the people of the Dachen Empire, and some of them are miraculous. said that the national teacher can call the wind and rain to scatter beans into soldiers, and also said that the national teacher has already become an immortal, and the flying sword thousands of miles away took the head of a corrupt official in a certain county, etc., He An must have heard many such stories.
"I have an ideal, to be a person like Li Guoshi - Wen can put pen to paper to settle the world, and Wu can go to the horse to determine the world!" He Anlang said.
"Good! Very good! The children can be taught! A hint of brightness flashed in Fang Yizhi's eyes. He raised his head again and asked, "Fan Dazhi, what is your ambition?"
Dazhi stood up, his face turned red before he could speak, and he lowered his head for a while and said, "Teacher...... I...... I haven't figured it out yet......"
The bitter melon on the south window has been crawling with vines, and the green leaves of the flowers are falling with tender fruits, as if poking out a small head, secretly looking at the students in the private school.
A corner of green shirt flashed in the greenery, and a yellow oriole on the willow tree was crying happily......
He An came home from school in the afternoon and cooked a bowl of porridge on the stove. When Uncle He Kui left, he sold the old horse and left some silver for Fan Youfu and Miao Feifei's mother, and asked the two to take care of He An's food and seasonal clothes. They are all old neighbors for many years, and the two of them are full of promises. He An just took a bite of the nest, and Fan Dazhi slipped in with a smile and a bowl of roasted sheep's trotters......
After eating, the two lay on the haystack of the stable and chatted, He An asked Fan Dazhi why he didn't answer the teacher's question in the private school today, Fan Dazhi smiled and said: "Your ambition is to be a person like Li Guoshi, and my ambition is to be a person who protects the national teacher." The national teacher must always have someone to protect me, but I am embarrassed to say it, I am afraid that they will laugh at me! ”
He Anxin just raised a trace of warmth, and the goods said: "However, Zhou Zhiheng's ambition is very good, and he has a good appetite for me." The skewers he said seemed delicious, and I drooled when I heard it! ”
He An scolded with a smile: "You were a hungry ghost reincarnated in your last life?" All day long with your mind full of eating, to be honest, your ambitions...... Well, or ideals, what exactly is it? ”
Fan Dazhi held the grass stalk in his mouth, pillowed his hands behind his head, cocked Erlang's legs and said, "My ambition is ideal, hum...... Speak out and scare you! ”
He An learned Fang Yizhi's tone and said, "It's okay for you to say, I'll listen to you!"
"My dream is to be a person like Shen Yuanwai. Shen Yuanwai, you know, it's the Shen Yuanwai in the village next door to us, and there is a silk village in the town. He once ordered fifty jars of wine at my house, and my father filled a wagon. I went with my father to send it, his gatehouse is so big, and the wall is so big when I enter ......the door."
Fan Dazhi sat up excitedly, stretched his arms and compared, as if he felt that the comparison was not big enough, and stretched his arms hard again: "The big house in his family is full of grain, and there is ...... They have cows, horses, and a large herd of sheep. By the way, Shen Yuanwai also married two daughters-in-law, tsk...... In the future, I will be like Shen Yuanwai, live in a big house, have endless food, raise many livestock, and marry again...... ...... again", he said and turned his head to see that He An's face was not good, and he immediately laughed and was silent.
"Dazhi, this is not you, this should not be you in the future. Mr. Fang teaches mathematics, such a difficult problem, everyone is wrong, only you do it correctly, you are the top smart. The old master praised you for not learning but skill, and it won't be long before we go to the Zhixing Academy to take the test. As long as we can study in Zhixing Academy, you will definitely do great things in the future! He looked at Fan Dazhi calmly and said seriously.
Fan Dazhi was a little embarrassed by what He An said, scratched his head and said: "Actually, there are many things that I am too lazy to learn and don't want to think about, it is too brain-consuming, and I will have a headache." I just want to eat and drink, sleep and dream, and at least not have a headache. I may not be able to hold up the wall with the mud, so let me make a happy mud! ”
After speaking, he lay down on the haystack on all fours, and the hay and dust that shook his body raised He An's head and face. He An kicked him lightly, and the two of them giggled and quarreled......
What the two didn't know was that in the next room, there was an old man in a green shirt and white beard and white hair, who was silently looking around the house. Looking at the dusty cobwebs on the beams, the simple tables and stools, the shabby bedding on the couch, and the missing sickle in the corner, the old man muttered to himself: "Idiot, idiot! You'd rather hide incognito in this middle of nowhere than look for a teacher. Do you know that in the past ten years, I have been asking for news about you everywhere, and I know that you have a grudge against me as a master, but how do you know the hardships in my teacher's heart? Something...... One day, you will understand that you have misunderstood your teacher! ”
He let out a long sigh and turned his gaze to the door. Listening to the sound of the two children playing and laughing, his eyes softened, and he stroked his beard and muttered: "Fang Yizhi's teaching is eclectic and quite innovative. These two children are innocent, simple and intelligent, which is really good. However, the gold and jade, still need to be carved and sharpened before it can become a great tool, and the road ahead is long......"