Huai'an has been here a few times before, and the county government knows him up and down, leading him through the two-story drum tower, Yimen, lobby, Guo Chuantang, and then a male servant leads him to the weeping flower gate, and then the old servant woman in the back house welcomes him out, only in this official dialect with a strong accent, enthusiastically said: "Brother An has grown taller!" ”

Huai'an followed Zhao Pan to call her grandmother-in-law, and followed her into the county ya's inner mansion - the Yan residence of the Zhao prefect's family.

Unlike the solemn and solemn atmosphere of the front hall, the back house is full of life. On one side of the yard is a vegetable patch, with tender green cucumber vines coiled on the vine trellis, and a green pea tip, a lettuce leaf, and on the other side is a chicken pen, with seven or eight reed chickens, leaving only a remarkable path, and an old goose croaking at him on the road. If Huai'an hadn't been here many times, he couldn't believe that this was the place where the dignified court officials lived.

"Huai'an!" Zhao Pan came out when he heard the sound, grabbed the neck of the big white goose and threw it next to the chicken pen, the big goose made a chicken cry, and finally died down after a flutter.

Zhao Pan took Huai'an to see his father first, Zhao Zhixian was resting in the inner hall today, wearing a coarse cloth short coat, without a crown on his head, just using a hairpin to coil behind his head, kicking clogs on his feet, and pulling his trouser legs to the knees, as if he had just finished pouring the ground.

"Huai'an is here?" There was a rare hint of a light smile on his swarthy face.

Huai'an saluted him obediently and skillfully: "Uncle Zhao is good!" ”

Zhao Chun put down the book in his hand and asked kindly, "Is everything okay at home?" ”

Huai'an replied, "Everything is fine. ”

Zhao Chun bowed his head and sent them to see his mother and the old lady.

Zhao Zhixian's mother and wife Wu were busy working next to the loom, and there was an even younger girl next to her, who was Zhao Pan's sister Niuniu.

Aunt Zhao is always low-eyebrowed, silent, simple and tired of years of hard work. is clearly the same age as his mother, but he looks more than ten years older than Xu Tinglan.

Huai'an always stays by Xu Tinglan's side, and there will be an illusion that there is not much difference between ancient women and later generations, but whenever she sees Aunt Zhao, she will pull her cognition back to reality.

Shen Yu knew Zhao Zhixian's temperament, so he only asked Huai'an to bring a few packets of cooked food, but even then Aunt Zhao didn't dare to accept it.

Huai'an was a little at a loss by her shirk for a while, he was still young, even according to the age of his previous life, he was not very good at dealing with this kind of thing. Before his parents returned to their hometown, the Zhao family only regarded him as Zhao Pan's little playmate, and they would never see each other like this.

In the end, the old lady nodded, and Wu dared to take it and receive it in the stove room.

"Your Uncle Zhao has always had a lot of rules, and he doesn't mean to treat Brother An as an outsider." Seeing that he was embarrassed, Mrs. Zhao hurriedly explained.

Huai'an nodded obediently.

Mrs. Zhao had a kind face, and pulled Huai'an to talk with a smile, and the shuttle still kept shuttling between the dense cotton yarn, and after a while, let them play by themselves, just don't miss lunch.

The little girl was quiet, and she was close to her mother and grandmother, refusing to go with them.

Zhao Pan and Huai'an had to go to the front yard to put paper kites by themselves.

As soon as they left the yard, Mrs. Zhao gave money to the servant woman, ordered her to go to the street to buy a pound of meat and came back, and asked Zhao Chun to stew meat for the children to eat. He took out a freshly knitted cotton cloth and asked her to exchange it for money.

Niuniu's eyes sparkled.

Mrs. Zhao held her granddaughter in her arms: "What about eating meat today, is Niuniu happy?" ”

The little girl nodded, shook her head again, and said sensibly, "It costs a lot of money to buy meat." ”

Mrs. Zhao smiled and said, "Brother Huai'an is here today, you can eat meat." ”

The little girl asked suspiciously: "Brother Huai'an also has meat to eat at home." ”

At her young age, she actually understands everything, looking at Huai'an's dress, will there be a lack of meat at home?

Mrs. Zhao patiently said to her: "What is in other people's homes is someone else's business, and it is our family's hospitality to take out the best things to entertain guests. ”

Niuniu nodded as if she didn't understand.

Zhao Chun never cared about the set of "gentleman cooking", and personally cooked a large pot of cabbage stew, although it was homely, the taste was really good, and it was served, and the yard was fragrant. Huai'an took a big bite, and blew straight on the hot beard.

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly said, "Slow down, slow down, don't get hot." ”

Zhao Chun also joked to him: "I really responded to the old saying, the food is fragrant." ”

Everyone laughed, and Huai'an himself laughed, his black eyes were bright, and he was liked when he looked at it.

Because Zhao Pan still has to do his homework in the afternoon, so after lunch, Huai'an is in a hurry to go home, he doesn't have to study all day today, don't come to the side of homework or anything!

Before leaving, he told Zhao Pan about his newly invented little game and invited him to play it again, which made Zhao Pan's heart itch and wished that the time would be the first day of the next month.

As a result, because of distraction, he didn't finish his homework on time several times, and his palms were swollen by Zhao Chun.

When he saw Huai'an again, the injury on his left hand had not yet disappeared, and he asked Huai'an with a bitter face: "Has your father beaten you?" ”

Huai'an thinks about the ...... Nodding his head and saying, "Hit." ”

Zhao Pan sighed in the sky: "When I become a father, I must not beat the child, I must not force him to study, and I must give him more time to play." ”

Huai'an found a piece of paper, wrote two lines crookedly, and said very seriously: "I have written it down for you, you draw a charge here, and when you become a father, I will give your son a birthday gift." ”

Zhao Pan: ......

Chapter 16

Zhao Pan fought back.

The two friends chased and fought in the yard, so noisy that Sister Peng couldn't sleep well, and she cried. The nurse hurriedly closed the ventilated window, and Shen Yu coughed heavily beside her.

Huai'an heard his sister's cry and his father's warning, hurriedly put his finger to his lips, and took Zhao Pan back to the house to play.

After playing a few games of flying chess, Zhao Pan saw that there were several Mengxue books on the table, which seemed to be manuscripts, and the thickness was different from the books he usually used.

He was stunned: "Where did you buy this?" ”

Huai'an said triumphantly: "I didn't buy it, my father painted it, this could have been lent to you to see, but you should have already learned it." ”

"Uncle Shen is amazing!" Zhao Pan was dumbfounded, and sighed for a while: "If it can be engraved into a book, everyone can read it, and literacy will not be so boring!" ”

Huai'an was stunned, as if he had received some enlightenment.

"If we print these illustrations on cards and sell them in bookstores, they're going to be very popular," he says. ”

"What do you mean by a 'card'?" Zhao Pan was confused.

"It's a kind of cardboard that is punched into it and bound into loose leaf, which can be read as a book, or it can be read in pagination and memorized." Huai'an is more than a stroke.

"Sounds interesting." Zhao Pan's eyes flashed.

Huai Anxin thought, this is not only interesting, but also profitable.

Having made up his mind, Huai Anyang wanted to go out for a walk with his father and mother. Xu Tinglan felt that it was not safe for such an older child to go to the street alone, so he asked the front yard to send two proper maids to follow them, one was Changxing, and the other was older, and Huai'an didn't ask for names.

He was full of money-making plans at the moment, and together with Zhao Pan, he walked on four short legs and strode to the most prosperous main street in the county, where there is the largest commercial house in the county, which is an ancient trading company, selling a wide variety of things, tea, cloth, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, everything.

Huai'an is here to find paper.

The paper industry in the south of the Yangtze River is developed, in the same period, the Europeans even make "straw paper" is very difficult, but the dynasty has made a dazzling variety of all kinds of paper, in addition to writing and painting raw Xuan Xuan, there are all kinds of flower paper, leather paper, hard cardboard, and even military paper......

What Huai'an wants to buy is thinner hard cardboard.

The price of cardboard is more expensive than ordinary bamboo paper, and it is mostly used for books, invitations, and the shell of various government documents. Huai'an Ke has saved five years of New Year's money, which can be regarded as a "small asset", so he immediately bought a knife and wrapped it up for the little girl to hold.

Coming out of the merchant, turn right and there is an alley, which is a special book market.

There are not many people in the book market, and the two of them went around and found the largest bookstore among them, and the door reads: "Our store is new to Cheng Mo, a famous teacher, please patronize." ”

Only then did Huai'an remember that this year was the year of Dabi, and it was time for the past real questions and famous Fan Wen to fly all over the sky.

The proprietor behind the shop is in-law to Huai'an's maternal grandfather's family, but the shopkeeper and the guys in the store don't know him. Seeing that there were two little hairy children who had not dried up, they walked left and right, and there was not even a shadow of an adult behind them, and the guy continued to read the book with his eyelids drooping.

The shopkeeper raised his eyes, stopped with his hand on the abacus, and saw that the clothes on Huai'an's body were not gorgeous, but the clothes were very expensive, coupled with delicate skin, red lips and white teeth, and the arrogance of his body was obvious.

Yin smiled: "Two little boys, what books do you want to buy?" ”

Huai'an asked: "Shopkeeper, are there any books suitable for children?" ”

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, turned around and pointed to the innermost row of bookshelves: "Over there." ”

Huai'an and Zhao Panda walked in, passing by a piece of idle books, Huai'an stopped to take a look, most of them can't be taken home...... In Zhao Pan's frightened gaze, he turned around and left.

Walking to the last row of bookshelves, there are textbooks such as the Four Books and Five Classics, Cheng Zhu's Annotations, Huai'an looked around, and only then did he see enlightenment books such as "Three Hundred Thousand", "Longwen Whip Shadow", "Zengguang Xianwen" and other enlightenment books in the bottom row, as well as historical Mongolian books such as "Seventeen Shi Mengqiu" and "Synopsis of Historiography", and there are also teachers who teach poetry, such as "Thousand Poems", "Three Hundred Poems", and enlightenment books such as sound rhythm and rhyme.

These are the children's books of this era, what a huge market vacancy!

"Is that all?" Huai'an asked the shopkeeper.

"Yes, or ......" The shopkeeper glanced at a bookshelf behind him and said with a smile: "If you are more literate, you can also look at these." ”

A few students wearing straight shirts stood up between the bookshelves, and some people righteously accused: "Shopkeeper, how can you recommend such indiscreet miscellaneous books to children?" ”

The shopkeeper sneered: "Joke, joke." ”

Huai'an really wanted to take a look, but Zhao Pan hurriedly pulled his sleeve, as if he was pulling a prodigal son on the verge of degeneration.

Huai'an broke free from his friend's hand and stepped forward to look, and couldn't help but be disappointed. is nothing more than "The Legend of the West Chamber", "Golden Vase Plum", "Three Words and Two Beats", which are covert...... These are all recognized as valuable literary works in future generations, okay?

"That's it?" Huai'an muttered disdainfully: "It's boring." ”

The shopkeeper's jaw almost didn't fall, and the guy who was buried in his work couldn't help but look sideways, and the book in the hand of the student who had just spoken fell to the ground in shock. Nowadays, all serious people will regard these miscellaneous books as a flood beast, and it is strictly forbidden for the children of the family to read them. Of course, it's another thing to be able to hold on.

Who's a child, this is, what a big breath.

"Isn't this Huaiming's younger brother?" Someone recognized him.

Shen Huaiming is a student member of the government, although he is the youngest, he is born precocious, there is no shortage of good friends and classmates, some of them have seen Huai'an, but Huai'an was still young at the time, and he was a little blind and didn't know them.

But that didn't prevent him from having a sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, the students put down the books in their hands one after another, turned to new entertainment, picked up Huai'an and touched their heads and pinched their faces, and those who didn't know thought they were petting cats.

After finishing the masturbation, he still refused to let him go, not to say that the world was not peaceful, but to give them a ride.

"What's not going to be peaceful?!" Huai'an protested.

They also threatened: "You don't understand your children's family, and there are troubles along the coast, and many villagers who have been affected by the disaster have fled to Anjiang, in case they take advantage of the chaos to shoot you away, and they will never see your father and brother again." ”

There are often widows along the coast, and it rarely affects Anjiang County, Huai'an didn't take this sentence to heart, but just rolled his eyes: I'm so afraid~

But his legs were too short and he was too small, so he could only look loveless, and he was carried home by everyone. The little scholar guarding outside the bookstore thought that his young master had been kidnapped, and he rolled up his sleeves and almost fought with them.

Sending them back to Shen's house, the students had to say a few words to Huaiming, and Zhao Pan said that he was going home too.

Sending off his friends, Huai'an walked to the inner house angrily, and the rare opportunity to go out alone was disturbed by these guys.

But before he reached the Hanging Flower Gate, the little guy in the front yard caught up with him, and the eldest young master was invited.

……

The sun was setting, and seeing the meal, Shen Yu and his wife were a little worried when they didn't see Huai'an come back. Send someone to the front yard to ask, the little guy who followed Huai'an has returned.

What about Huai'an?