The little beggar was a little confused, he was looking for old flowers, how could he go to school halfway? But Qiancheng is not too far, and there is still some time to delay, so he simply healed his injuries and left, after all, Grandpa Gu and Granny Gu are such lovely people, and they are different from what he has met before. Thinking of this, his heart is happy, when he used to walk through the village and alleys, he always looked at those rich children who could sit in the school and read and write, so they didn't have to worry about food and clothing, and they could read "Zhihu also" every day.

The ancient head of the school is next to the cabin, and there is a wooden sign engraved with the word "Gu Zhai" at the door. When the little beggar wrapped in bandages limped into the thatched hall, there were already three people sitting inside, one was Qi Xiaoxiao, who had met, and was looking left and right with a smile, and two brothers who looked like twins, who were shorter than Qi Xiaoxiao.

"Sure enough, it's you! My dad told me about you yesterday. Qi Xiaoxiao smiled and looked at the little beggar who had just walked in the door, looking very familiar. However, the little beggar was a little overwhelmed, watching him wave at him, and he didn't know how to respond for a while. "What's your hand?"

"Hmm...... Lost in the mountains and hit by wild beasts. The little beggar looked at Qi Xiaoxiao in front of him, and he didn't understand.

"It's dangerous in the mountains, so it's good that people are okay. Qi Xiaoxiao grinned.

"Come, I'll introduce you. This is called Tong Lion, the eldest is the eldest, and the second is called Tong Hu, you remember that it is the boss who is missing teeth now, and when the teeth come out, you can almost tell the difference. The two of them are good seedlings who will be the champions in the future. Qi Xiaoxiao pulled the little beggar and introduced it to himself. He is familiar with the children in the village, and he always goes to the neighborhood to play in the neighborhood when he talks a lot, and he is full of sweetness and knows etiquette, and he is also likable.

"This is Pei Qizi, we met in the mountains. He's so powerful, he can drag a dead leopard by himself. Qi Xiaoxiao seemed to be very familiar with the little beggar beside him, and he said it in a bullish manner, and introduced it to the two brothers of the Tong family.

"Listen to what he said, there is another person in our school who comes to study, it is Chen Feirou, the landlord of our village. His father owned a restaurant in the town, but he hasn't been back since he went to town. I heard the villagers say that they married a little daughter-in-law again, and they don't want their mothers and daughters, but they don't treat their mother and son badly, and they bring some supplies back with the villagers every month. Qi Xiaoxiao knew a lot about the gossip in the neighborhood and the countryside, and pulled the three of them to talk endlessly. Today, whose family's Miao Er was trampled by someone's old cow and fought, tomorrow it will be whose little daughter-in-law and whose little Erlang kissed and wanted to give birth to a baby. It wasn't until the old man entered the room coughing that he returned to his seat with a blank face.

In today's lesson, the little beggar listened very carefully, and the old head bought him a set of reading things, but he had only seen these in the book and didn't know how to use them. The two brothers, Tong Shi and Tong Hu, listened very carefully, and copied carefully with a pen and paper, but Qi Xiaoxiao, holding his baby slingshot, kept looking at the void. When the sun was hanging high, a figure slowly and leisurely squeezed in at the door, holding a chicken leg in one hand and two brocade boxes in the other, with a mouth full of fat and a cynical arrogant chuckle.

The old head doesn't care about this little fat man, and he talks about it himself. Chen fat is worthy of being fat, and this belly has to be much older. As soon as he entered, he stared at the two new faces in the classroom with his small eyes. Qi Xiaoxiao was wrong with him in the village, but the little beggar with bandages in his hands was worthy of a few glances from him, but after a few glances, he raised his eyes high, looking like no one in his eyes.

Not long after the fat man came, the school was dismissed, and he had to move the fat back leisurely. He didn't come to this school to study, but he brought a few mentions of the food brocade box, but there was no serious thing like ink, paper and inkstone.

After school, the old man went to work on the farm, leaving a few boys to chirp in the house.

"What's your name, the new boy?" asked Chen Fatty Rou, pointing at the little beggar.

"Pei beggar. ”

"What are you doing?" Chen Fatty shook his arrogant fat face. He has always been like this, and the people in the village say that he follows his father's temperament, his eyes are empty, and he can't fit anything, so few children in the village like him. Let's just say that the two brothers of the Tong family, whose parents are both farmers eat farmers' jobs, have been bullied and squeezed by him.

"I don't have a father. The little beggar frowned when asked, his expression was a little gloomy, but he still replied sincerely.

Chen Fatty was stunned for a moment, and seemed to know that he had said something wrong, watching the little beggar's gaze become different, and smiled innocently: "I don't have a father, but I have a mother, you are worse than me, and you will be my brother in the future." ”

Chen Fatrou's words shocked the three people around him. When did he Chen Fat Man be so kind? The children of every family in the village were not less bullied by him, and they were a little unreal for a while.

"Chen Fatty Meat, have you eaten less meat today?" Qi Xiaoxiao said with a surprised expression.

"My name is Chen Lu!" Chen Fat yelled at Qi Xiaoxiao. Only then did the little beggar understand why someone named him Fatty Meat.

Qi Xiaoxiao looked at it, as if he hadn't heard it, and looked at Chen Fat's teeth.

"Brother, what's wrong with your hand?"

"I went to the mountains and was hit by a wild beast. The little beggar scratched his head a little embarrassed.

The five of them got together and chatted together, Chen Fatty and Qi Xiaoxiao talked a lot, the two of them had a lot of verbal fights, and the Tong brothers talked little, so they listened quietly, and the little beggar didn't seem to be used to this noisy atmosphere, and he didn't speak.

The Tong brothers' family is poor and wants to farm, but their parents want them to study hard, and the two can only study very well. Qi Xiaoxiao wanted to learn to hunt, but his father wanted him to come to the school to study, so he had to come to the school to practice slingshots. Chen Fatty wanted to open a bigger restaurant than his father in the town, and his father wanted him to read good books, so he came slowly every day. The little beggar wanted to learn to steal, and he came to the school in a daze, but he also learned happily.

If you want to say that this school is also interesting, my father and mother talk about studying hard, where to learn what saint skills, all come to the fairy means, but these five people have their own careful thoughts, that is, they don't put the slightest bit on the trick of pushing the mountains and the sea.

The two newcomers seem to have added a lot of lively atmosphere to this school, unlike the Tong brothers who left in a hurry after going to the hall before, for fear of being bullied by Chen Fat. Today's Chen Fat is also a little different, it seems that he has changed his temperament, and he is unprecedentedly willing to take the food in the brocade box to everyone to eat, this small box he can keep tightly on weekdays, and he has fed the wild cats and wild dogs in the village, in his words, that is, cats and dogs are more cute.

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The old head looked at the little beggar who was staring at Wenbao in the school hall during the day, but was motionless: "Can't write?"

"I was drawing on the ground blindly, and I didn't use it, so I was afraid that it would be broken. The little beggar said with a shy smile.

"Come, I'll teach you. ”

The dim candles inside the house were lit, and the cicadas chirped outside. The old hand grasped the little beggar's thin hand, lying on the side of the bed, drawing stroke by stroke. The old woman looked at the candlelight, her eyes were not yet spent, she sewed her shoes carefully, and looked at the old and the young in front of her with a smile, her eyes revealing the taste of many memories, as if she was afraid of the passage of time in the blink of an eye.

The old man said to the little beggar that this writing is like being a man, and he can get a place with every stroke, and he does a good job. The cultivator who practiced the sword also said that writing was like practicing a sword, both horizontal and vertical with sharp energy, and the sword also walked uprightly and straight. The little beggar listened to it as if he didn't understand it, and felt that it seemed like a big truth in the book, so he wrote it down by heart.

"In fact, reading and practicing calligraphy is also a kind of cultivation. The ancient head paused with the pen in his hand and said in a deep voice.

"Aren't all the sages of the Great Dao?" the little beggar looked at the ancient head suspiciously.

It is true that it is much easier for the sages to break through the shackles and seek the Tao than the people of the world. ”

"That little beggar is half a ......" The little beggar had not finished speaking, and suddenly remembered that it was not the old man who called the flower in front of him, and almost moved out the trick again.

"Half a sage? haha, it's pretty much the same. The old man looked at the little beggar with a smile.

The little beggar scratched his head in embarrassment and asked, "Grandpa Gu, then if you teach us to read, do you teach us to cultivate?"

"Yes and no. The old man said mysteriously, "I can teach you to read, but I can't teach you to cultivate." Although reading is one way to enter the Tao, if there is no Tao in your heart, how can you cultivate the Tao?"

"Then Qi Xiaoxiao, they still come to read and write?"

"That's what their family meant. But that doesn't mean they can't cultivate, it's just that they're not following the path of sages. ”

"Isn't that Tong brother either?" the little beggar wondered.

Although they have learned the saints, they do not have that set of principles in their hearts. There are thousands of ways in the world, why can't farming, hunting, and opening restaurants be Tao?"

The little beggar frowned and scratched his head: "Then why don't you teach them?"

"The Tao is walked by themselves, and if they want to leave one day, they will naturally break into the Tao. The little beggar didn't understand, but since the ancient head didn't teach them, they must not be taught.

Is stealing a kind of Tao? The Tao in the book is all mysterious and ethereal rootless things, and Lao Hua said that stealing can not be touched by the back of the palm, which does not look like such a mysterious and obscure avenue.

"Do you want to cultivate?"

"I don't know. ”

"Actually, you are more likely to cultivate the Tao than a few hairy boys in the academy. ”

"Why?" the little beggar looked up and looked at the old but smiling face in front of him suspiciously.

"You are already on the road. ”

The little beggar didn't understand what the old man said, and frowned together. On the road?

"Let's keep practicing. After that, I read books during the day and practiced calligraphy at night. ”

"Hmm. "The little beggar scratched his head and couldn't figure it out, so he didn't want to. As for this work of reading and writing, it is his favorite, and he doesn't know if he will have the opportunity to go to school in the future, so he cherishes it more and more.

The fine and dim candlelight lit the ink tips one by one, horizontal and vertical, and pulled out the peaceful and comfortable evening breeze on the grass, and the sound of cicadas and frogs was full of wilderness, making the whole summer night lovely.