Volume 1 Yuan Yi Chapter 1 Yuan Yi
In the sixty-third year of Ji Bei, I was six years old, and I was old enough to go to school, and my mother pulled me back from Gao Bing very early on this day, and I struggled along the way, and got several big slaps on my ass. I didn't dare to cry, so I had to be obedient.
Gao Bing is a veteran who lives in the village, he is very old, and he usually walks with a shake, which makes people worry that he will fall down at any time. He retreated from the battlefield and chose to live in our nearest village. In the village, he had no work to do, but wandered around and went to crowded places, and when they stopped talking, he would start telling stories about his battles. The story is wonderful, so he is very popular with our children. He planted in us a desire for the outside world, all kinds of legends, powerful immortals, all kinds of things, all kinds of yearning. However, the adults were annoyed with him, even to the point of disgust. He is a veteran, and he lives with us, and according to the law we should provide him with all the necessities of life, and the adults think that he is a moth, and living here is a waste of food, and it also lures the children to be wild, so that they do not do their jobs, and they study martial arts with him all day long, and they do not even read books.
"Everything is inferior, but reading is high. ”
It is firmly believed by all adults, so when the children are of the right age, they will be sent to private schools, become literati, participate in scientific examinations, and become officials, hoping that one day, the children will be as vigorous as the county officials. County officials, ordinary people see that there is no one who is not respectful. Once you ride the green clouds and go straight to the Nine Heavens, as parents, there will be light on your face.
I was sent to the town's pre-school school for literacy instruction, and I was so introverted and shy that I didn't dare to talk to anyone. When the teacher came to ask, I raised my head sharply, looked at it, lowered my head again, and snorted. At that time, she and some other children's parents stood at the back of the classroom, looking at whether their children could fit in with others, seeing that I was unbeatable, they hurriedly stepped forward, twisted me, and said to the teacher with a smile: "Teacher, I am Yuanyi's mother, this child is this character, the personality is very inferior, I hope the teacher will take care of one or two!"
As he spoke, he took out a handful of green grass from his bosom and stuffed it into the teacher's arms. Some are greener, the color is so strong that it can be used as a mirror, the mirror can reflect the light, and the grass also emits an emerald green light.
This grass is called "three days' rations", and it is the food crop of our area, which means a meal for three days. The three-day food was sweet and melted in the mouth, and it really melted when it was stained with a little saliva, like snow poured into the stove. It is very hungry and tastes good, so even if there are other food crops in our area, people choose the most three-day rations.
There are three quality divisions of the three-day diet, which are divided by height, when ripe less than three inches are the third class, three inches to six inches are the second class, and six inches to nine inches are the first class. The first-class three-day fennel is very delicious, but it is not for one's own family, but it is sold, and it is on the table of dignitaries and dignitaries, or it is made into Bigu Dan. When I was a child, I envied the dignitaries here, especially after I was lucky enough to eat a first-class three-day ration.
The temptation of the first three-day ration is great for us, when it is still growing, it has begun to emerge in the field, standing tall, we want to steal it, but the immature three-day ration is astringent, knowing that it is not delicious or still to pull it off, was discovered by the master, and will not stop running half the village without driving you.
The three-day ration is irrigated with animal blood, although the beast blood is retrieved by a special hunting team and then distributed uniformly, and there is no need to risk it at home, but the beast blood is distributed according to the land area, and the birth of the first-class three-day ration is due to a small probability of mutation, and ten plants per acre of land are very lucky.
The three-day rations that the parents stuffed into the teacher were clearly second-class and nearly first-class, and I was immediately dumbfounded, miraculous things, at that moment, I was full of desire for the teacher's position, and usually the food at home was only third-class, and when my parents were not paying attention, I stole a few second-class plants and stole them for a long time.
The eyes of the children who looked at the teacher changed, and an impulse to become a teacher was planted in the depths of their young hearts.
The teacher's face was overjoyed, and he shirked it for a while before he reluctantly accepted the three-day ration sent by his parents.
The bundle for a year in the school is three taels of silver, which is equivalent to one-third of the annual income of an ordinary income farmer.
Goodbye, my childhood!