Chapter Twenty-Six: Tonight, the Ming Dynasty wandered to the Dragon Terrace

Two or three days passed.

Shen Ningning returned to the village to inspect the repair of the village house.

As soon as I entered the village, I heard a call from behind me: "Miss Shen, please stay!" ”

When she turned around, she saw a guard coming on horseback with two young men.

The little guy recognized him, he was the person brought by the grandfather of the county order before.

"Brother Guard." Shen Ningning blinked his eyes wide, stood in place and said hello obediently.

The guard smiled and rolled over and dismounted, taking a heavy package from the little servant's hand.

"Miss Shen, our county master knows that you will be going to the private school in a few days, so he specially prepared some paper, pencil and books for you."

As he spoke, he unwrapped the package in front of him.

A fine brush and inkstone, as well as two books of enlightenment.

and a bag of broken silver and a silver ticket of fifty taels.

At the bottom, there are two small skirts that can be replaced.

Shen Ningning's heart was hot: "Thank you for me, Grandpa County!" ”

Grandpa Fu is so nice, he has thought so much about her.

I was afraid that she would not be able to afford a brush, so I sent someone to send it to her in advance.

The guard smiled enthusiastically: "Miss Shen is polite, our lord said that you are his life-saving benefactor, and you can't take care of it too much." ”

"Since the things have been delivered, then I'll go back to my life first, Miss Shen, farewell."

After that, he turned over and got on the horse, Shen Ningning beckoned, and he beat the horse and left.

The Black Wolf King stepped forward and consciously took the package in his mouth.

Shen Ningning rubbed his ears with his small hand: "Wolf, I can't wait to go home and read!" ”

But I still have to give food to the uncles and aunts who are repairing the village house first.

She walked to the village house with her little feet.

However, he heard the sound of crying coming from his yard.

"Liu Zhun! You bastard, when have I been blessed when I have been married to you for so many years? ”

"The harvest has not been good these years, and I am hungry with you with my children! We have no complaints. ”

"Now I finally got a few bags of rice and noodles, and you actually gave them to others, the child is hungry and shouts that his stomach hurts, why is your heart so ruthless!"

It was the voice of Uncle Liu's wife, Aunt Liu.

Shen Ningning pushed open the door: "What's wrong?" ”

The villagers who originally surrounded the Liu family and his wife to persuade each other, as soon as they saw the little guy, they immediately gathered around.

They talked a lot.

Shen Ningning only understood a rough idea.

The food she gave to the Liu family was taken by Uncle Liu and distributed to a crazy scholar in the village.

Sister-in-law Liu threw herself directly in front of the little guy, crying and shouting: "Ning Ning, we can't do this job, let's stop doing it." ”

The village house is more than half finished and will be completed soon.

How can you say that if you don't do it, you won't do it?

Shen Ningning's voice was crisp: "Aunt Liu, don't worry, there is something to discuss." ”

Sister-in-law Liu wiped her tears: "What's the use of being tired and tired under the scorching sun?" We gave everything to others. ”

"His children can't eat, he doesn't care, that crazy scholar is not a parent, he is generous!"

Uncle Liu, who had been silent, finally spoke.

His voice was very dull: "He is poor and white, and if he doesn't eat, he will die." ”

"What do you have to do with us!" Sister-in-law Liu cried and scolded: "Your own son is going to starve to death!" ”

Shen Ningning immediately asked the wolves to put down the burden they had brought in their mouths.

"My grandmother made fresh meat buns today, so, Aunt Liu, your child is very hungry, you take ten back this time, and eat your stomach first."

When Liu's sister-in-law heard this, her crying stopped.

She took ten steamed buns, took two bowls of millet porridge back, and took three fruits with her by the way.

Uncle Liu immediately said: "Take so much, you two can't eat it, don't waste it!" ”

Sister-in-law Liu said angrily: "Save it, eat it tomorrow!" ”

After that, she thanked Shen Ningning and walked faster.

Uncle Liu felt sorry, and came up and said sorry to Shen Ningning.

The little guy has a round face and a cute smile.

"Uncle Liu, don't be polite to me, you worked hard to help me repair the house, and there were no complaints from morning to night, I should thank you."

It happened that the meal was ordered, and Shen Ningning beckoned with a small hand and asked everyone to go to eat separately.

Her grandmother has good craftsmanship, and the fresh meat buns have thin skin and thick meat filling!

One bite down, and it's still oily!

Taking advantage of the break, Shen Ningning asked Uncle Liu the reason for the matter.

The mad scholar suddenly appeared in Xiangyun Village six years ago.

Everyone said that he was a madman, and he knew how to read.

Once, I saw him fall into the river, half of his body was flooded, and he was still holding a book and reading.

has no relatives and no reason, and usually does not interact with people in the village.

When you are hungry, you go up the mountain to pick some grass roots and eat them.

Uncle Liu is a warm-hearted person, and the two families live close, so he took care of him a few times.

"Last time, I saw that he was hungry and fainted, so I gave him rice noodles, but I didn't expect your aunt to find out because of this quarrel with me." Uncle Liu sighed.

After Shen Ningning understood clearly, he blinked his long and thick eyelashes.

She smiled and said: "Then I'll take a look, I can solve the matter of opening more mouths, Uncle Liu, you tell Aunt Liu, you can't be angry about this." ”

Uncle Liu rubbed his hands, very guilty: "I'm sorry Ning Ning, I've caused you trouble." ”

I was exposed to Uncle Liu every day to repair the house for her in the sun, and my skin was cracked.

Shen Ningning decided to solve this contradiction for him and his wife.

She took the Black Wolf King and went directly to the mad scholar's house.

As soon as I pushed the door, the yard was full of dust.

The Black Wolf King sneezed.

Shen Ningning walked outside the house, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, which Cheng thought, this door is not locked at all!

One push and it opened.

When I looked into the room, I could see that in addition to books, I could see that they were still books.

Compared to the dust in the courtyard, all the books of the mad scholar were polished by him.

Shen Ningning's little head poked in to check.

I saw a thin young man, about twenty-five years old, with his back to her, writing hard at the desk.

As he wrote, he said anxiously: "I can't write, I can't write!" ”

Shen Ningning asked several times: "Can I come in?" ”

He didn't hear it.

The little guy lifted his skirt, kicked his little feet, and jumped in silently.

Avoid random books on the floor.

She looked around the room, and it was a sea of books.

Compared with the study in the ancient house in the mountains, it is on par, and there are as many books.

Shen Ningning looked down.

Uncle Liu gave a small bag of flour to the crazy scholar, and he actually used it to pad the table legs, just to practice calligraphy!

What a crazy scholar......

Shen Ningning stood on tiptoe and watched him scribble on the paper.

The brush in his hand has long been fried, and he can't write ink at all.

The little guy thought about it, opened the package directly, and handed over the brush given to her by the county magistrate's grandfather.

"Your brush is broken, of course you can't write, use my horn."

When the crazy scholar saw the new brush, he was suddenly overjoyed and took it directly.

Open the pen, dip it in thick ink, and sway wildly.

"Tonight, hug Qu Yin Room, and the Ming Dynasty will wander and ascend to the Dragon Stage!" The mad scholar left such a string of poems with gusto.

Shen Ningning didn't know what he meant, but he felt that the momentum was huge, and he couldn't help but applaud him.

"Awesome! Masterpiece! ”

The mad scholar came back to his senses from his madness.

He turned his head and looked at the little bean next to him.

"This brush, yours?"