After dinner, Lin Ming'an and his two classmates couldn't wait to go to Lin's house to have a look.

They were curious about what kind of person Li Fuzi, who taught the children in the village, and why he was willing to teach in such a poor village.

The three of them walked towards Lin's house together.

In the distance, they heard the sound of reading from the Lin family.

"On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil, who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard work."

The three of them couldn't help but speed up their pace.

When they arrived at the gate of the Lin family's courtyard, they were all shocked by the scene in front of them.

The courtyard of the Lin family has now expanded a lot, the huge front yard is covered with thick thatch, and the children in the village are sitting on the ground, reading with Li Chengxuan seriously.

Li Chengxuan walked irregularly in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, and when he was teaching, he kept a smile on his lips, looking like he was enjoying it.

Although he was wearing a coarse linen dress, he couldn't hide his demeanor like a noble son in the turbid world.

He is gentle and elegant, and the gaze he looks at others is like a hot spring, which makes people's hearts unconsciously warm.

Pan Siming looked at it for a while and said with emotion: "Not to mention the knowledge of this Master Li, his love for children alone is already very rare." ”

"Yes, if he is a woman, he will dress up like Guanyin Bodhisattva." Song Shihong said.

Lin Ming'an nodded sympathetically.

Just now, Grandpa and they probably talked about Li Chengxuan's origin.

The grandson of a stonemason, with such a bearing and demeanor, is not inferior to those noble children of Yichun Academy, which is indeed a rare thing.

Lin Ming'an searched for Lin Qianqian's figure in the crowd.

He looked around, only saw Lin Yueyue and another strange woman, but he didn't see Lin Qianqian's figure.

When he was puzzled, a clear and pleasant voice sounded behind him: "Brother Ming An? ”

The three of them looked back at the same time as they heard the voice.

I saw a woman with a dusty temperament standing there.

Under the hazy moonlight, the woman stood there quietly, like a lotus flower in the lotus pond in summer, elegant and noble, clean and refined.

There was a hint of a smile on her lips, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

The person who asked aloud was none other than Lin Qianqian.

At dinner today, Mrs. Li and Li Tianmei brought some dumplings to their family, and when Aunt Lin took the plate out of the bamboo basket, she found that there was a silver hairpin wrapped in red cloth underneath.

Lin Qian knew what was going on when he saw it, this must be Mrs. Li was afraid of giving her a silver hairpin in person, and she didn't accept it, so she changed her way to send it to her.

In the past few days, in order to thank her, people in the village have been sending things over.

Small and worthless objects, the Lin family really shirked but could only accept them.

But a silver hairpin has two taels to say the least, such a heavy gift, Lin Qianqian is embarrassed to accept it.

After dinner, she immediately sent Mrs. Li back.

No, when I came back, I ran into Lin Ming'an and them.

Lin Ming'an and his two classmates suddenly saw such an elegant and dusty woman in Quxi Village, and they were stunned for a while.

Lin Qianqian coughed lightly, recalling the three of them to their senses.

Lin Ming'an was stunned for a moment before he recognized the woman in front of him as Lin Qianqian.

"Ahem, big girl, why did you come back so late?" Lin Ming'an asked politely.

Lin Qianqian smiled, "I went to Grandma Li's house, did Brother Ming An only come back today?" Why don't you sit inside for a while? ”

Lin Ming'an waved his hand and said, "No, I heard from Grandpa that there was a master in the village, and I was curious to come and take a look." ”

Pan Siming bumped Lin Ming'an's arm and asked quietly, "This is your cousin, in front of Lin Qian, who is spreading all over in Dachun County?" ”

Lin Ming'an nodded.

Pan Siming's face showed joy, and he bowed to Lin Qian, "In Xia Pan Siming, he is Brother Lin's classmate, and he has seen Miss Lin, and Miss Lin's deeds have spread in Dachun County, and today I can see that it is really worthy of its reputation." ”

Lin Qianqian looked inexplicable.

When did she become so famous?

Even if it's famous, it's just that it's famous in the vegetable field, how come the students of Yichun Academy know about it?

You must know that Yichun College is the best college in Dachun County, and the students who can study in Yichun College are the best students in Dachun County.

She was surprised that these students knew that she was a peasant girl.

Lin Ming'an explained with a smile: "It is the matter of our village's water diversion that has spread, and everyone is spreading that you are the hero of the water diversion, without you, it is impossible for our Quxi Village to have water." ”

After Lin Qianqian heard it, it was instantly clear.

Now that the entire Dahong Dynasty is suffering from drought throughout the country, it is not surprising that Quxi Village has suddenly found a water source, which not only solves the problem of drinking water, but also irrigates crops, causing a sensation.

Lin Qianqian said modestly: "That's the villagers who raised me, I just gave some small advice to the second grandfather, it's not worth mentioning." ”

Song Shihong winced his eyebrows at Lin Ming'an, "Brother Ming'an, this is your fault, are you afraid that others will kidnap your cousin, so you say your cousin is so unbearable?" What kind of temperament is short-tempered, has a bad temper, and beats people at every turn, I think Miss Lin is gentle and polite, with a degree of advance and retreat, and looks like a fairy, where is half a point You say is so unbearable? ”

Lin Ming'an coughed uncomfortably.

Lin Qianqian was indeed like that before, who knew that he hadn't returned to the village for a few months, Lin Qianqian was like a different person.

He's also very curious.

Lin Qianqian didn't feel embarrassed when he heard this.

She smiled and said: "The three of you are all people who have read poetry and books, you might as well sit down and listen to Brother Li's teaching, if there is anything bad, you can help put forward your opinions." ”

The three of them nodded at the same time, and sat behind the children in the village under the leadership of Lin Qianqian, and really listened carefully to Li Chengxuan's teaching.

While they were talking here, Li Chengxuan had already led the village children to read the poem "Compassion for Nong" several times, and at this time he began to explain the meaning of the poem.

The meaning of this poem is this: at noon in the middle of summer, the peasants hoe the fields under the scorching sun, and sweat drips in the fields. But who knows that every grain of rice in the bowl contains the hard work of the peasants! The truth that this poem tells us is that we all should cherish the food obtained by the hard work of the peasants, and we should not waste it casually. ”

"Okay, that's what this poem means, do you all understand?" Li Chengxuan smiled and looked around at the children below.

"Got it!" The children said in unison.

Li Chengxuan nodded, "Now that everyone understands this truth, then I will test you, what should you do as ordinary farmers?" ”

The children in the village raised their hands one after another, and Li Chengxuan asked them to answer one by one, and also commented separately.