Shan Shuang didn't speak, just looked up at the Venus that was constantly approaching the 10,000-year-old stars in the sky that had existed in the secluded continent, that was his teacher.

Fortunately, this road is not lonely, Mr. Bookkeeper, Wufeng Ancestor, are mostly fellow travelers.

Or maybe there are countless people on this land who are waiting with their heads up, or perhaps, including the half-reading person next to Shan Shuang.

Lao Ru only looked at the battlefield in the sky, and did not tell Shan Shuang some specific information, but said, "Since you have entered the Wen Pavilion, I will not be able to pass on any knowledge to you, so as not to mislead people's children." Seeing that you have practiced some punches and kicks, I will teach you two punches. ”

Speaking, he didn't wait for the single and double to agree or not, the horse stepped into a prick, it was a step and a punch, and a seven-step leap, and there was also no boxing style revealed, except for a punch on the waist, full of fist intent.

didn't punch out, Lao Ru put away the boxing, "This punch is what I just felt, combined with the boxing method you played in the past two days, what you pondered by yourself is not wonderful, but it is better than the king eight punches, easy to master." ”

Lao Ru glanced at the phantom on the ground, and most of them guessed the origin of the single and double Wang Baquan, and then said, "If anyone asks in the future, you will say that it is a seven-step fist, which is better than the Wang Baquan." ”

Shan Shuang nodded to himself, but he still scratched his ears and cheeks, and asked a little embarrassedly, "Can the old gentleman fight again?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't laugh or cry, "I forgot your background." ”

Lao Ru patted his forehead on the single and double, and the single and double only felt that the world was bright, and it seemed that between the heaven and the earth, only Lao Ru and him were left.

Lao Ru punched step by step without saying a word, his steps were slow, and his fists were slow, so Shan and Shuang hurriedly followed.

I don't know how many times the boxing has passed, when I woke up, I was already in the small courtyard, and I didn't see the old man's figure, but the old man's words echoed in my mind, "Practicing boxing requires great endurance, just like learning, tireless people, enter the room, remember that there is no shortcut at all." ”

Regardless of whether the old Confucian is an enemy or a friend, after all, he is half a scholar, and he has passed on the knowledge that is not considered a scholar.

Heiwa was standing next to Shan Shuang, and Fairy Xu and Master Kui Xing were gone, but Shan Shuang was not surprised by this. If it weren't for the mistakes of these days, I'm afraid everyone wouldn't have these interactions.

Heiwa waved her hand in front of Shan Shuang Eye, making Shan Shuang smile back to his senses and smile, "Don't look at it, just his fist, it's not much better than that Tongwang Eight Fists." ”

Singles and doubles are too lazy to argue with Heiwa, whether it is Wang Baquan or Seven-step Boxing, for his Singles and Doubles, they are all superior and occasional things.

Good or bad, it's all good.

Without Mr., dinner is a little deserted, it's a black baby, and the momentum of the wolf is much weaker.

Eat a meal, there is no opponent, and Heiwa is also very distressed.

After eating, when it got dark, Heiwa had no intention of leaving, and followed her to lie in the yard, wrapped in a wolfskin vest, warming her back and heart, but she was not afraid of the cold of the frost.

As for Heiwa, dragging a long bench, it was rare to give up the rocking chair that was taken out of the single and shuang.

Today's black baby, finely fragmented, no free in the mouth, but a single and double nagging on weekdays, no words, occasionally nodding, a light gratitude, it can be regarded as an answer to the black baby.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Heiwa had no words, and couldn't help but complain, "You don't have a reminder?"

Shan Shuang's head finally looked at Heiwa, and he could only say that he tried to control the stability of his tone, "Do you really have to leave tomorrow?"

Heiwa was silent for a moment, but finally nodded, "It's okay to go, while that guy doesn't pay attention, it will be a little easier." ”

Raising his head in both hands, it turned out that the night was a black baby and had to be solemn, in fact, not to mention the black baby, it was the old Confucian, the little old man, that was not to take advantage of the darkness to do something.

Shan Shuang sighed and smiled not very good-looking, "There's nothing to remind, haven't you always been the boss? It's just that it's too big outside, don't be too ostentatious." ”

I wanted to say this, but as soon as I opened my mouth, Shan Shuang couldn't help it, "I still have more clothes, Mr. said that this dragon ditch, the weather is different." And the old man of the Kui star......"

When Heiwa heard this, her head was big, and she secretly scolded herself in her heart, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay." I'm just listening to the wind, not to listen to you. ”

Shan Shuang was a little helpless, "Then I won't say more, it's just a matter of learning, you still have to pay more attention." When you go out, if you have free time, you still have to look twice. I heard from the gentleman that there are a lot of books outside, so it's good to bring two with you......"

Heiwa screamed in her heart, it was really a hornet's nest that couldn't be poked, so in this small courtyard, there was no black baby's chatter, only single and double nagging. Just listening, Heiwa is also quite happy.

It wasn't until night that Shan Shuang fell asleep in a blur.

It's not that Shan Shuang is not attentive enough, it's really that Heiwa has added a little thing to his medicinal diet, and it is not easy for Shan Shuang's body to survive until now.

Master Kuixing ran out again, staring at Shan Shuang, with a very complaining expression, "I still think this kid is good, I didn't expect to be so precautionary to me, I really know people and faces, I don't know my heart!"

Heiwa carried Shan Shuang back to the house, this black man was not very careful, for fear of knocking a little, "You think he is good, I haven't seen how good you are to him." He's right, and I really should be on your guard. ”

Yang Wenyun looked up to the sky and sighed, there have been a lot of depression over the years, and today it is another incident, whether to say it or not, it really fell into his heart, and it really blocked people.

However, suffocation is suffocation, and it has nothing to do with the word grudge.

Even if he is a god in that child's heart, I am afraid that it is not as important as Heiwa, even his husband is not much taller than himself.

The gods are at fault, and the bastard he says his husband is very accurate in his knowledge.

Heiwa put down the single and double, and gently closed the door, this night wind, today is very big.

Seeing that the window paper was still thick, Heiwa's heart was a little more stable, and with a wave of her hand, she said, "Go!"

Yang Wenyun smiled, "What's the matter, you can suddenly leave?"

Heiwa's eyes narrowed slightly, her fists tightened, and she said in a low voice, "You'd better pray that Yuxi Yantai can enter my eyes, if you exaggerate, this account will be recorded on your head today." ”

Yang Wenyun is not in a hurry about this, the so-called debts are not worried, the debts he owes, I am afraid that it will be difficult to pay off in this generation, and I am not afraid of having one more black baby.

What's more, the end of Yuxi Yantai and Fengyan is a good scene. Come to think of it, Heiwa is the favorite.

Just thinking about the baby in the house, Yang Wenyun couldn't help beating the drum in his heart, and after a while, he slapped his forehead, only calling out that he was calculated, in the eyes of the black baby, what is more important in the world than single and double?

Isn't this debt unworthy?

Out of the yard, Heiwa's steps became bigger, and the image of a dragon and a tiger made Yang Wenyun's aggrieved expression warm a lot.

Heiwa suddenly stopped and asked, "It seems that there is also a place to sell books in Longgou, do you remember these days?"

Yang Wenyun shouted to get out, Heiwa touched her chin and walked up again, smacking her lips and said, "This is what you don't tell me, if you ask in the future, this debt of not learning is also yours." ”

What else can Yang Wenyun do? He will carry it on his back, and the older he gets, the more tired he becomes, and the debts of the past will be gone, and the debts of the future will have to be hunched up.

Go to the ball, go to the ball, don't worry about a lot of debt!

The weather was still the same, no sunny days, no cloudy days. It's just that for some reason, it's a lot cooler.

Fortunately, this wolf fur is the warmest, and I am not afraid of the cold air when I wear it alone.

There are no slugs, no girls, Mr. is gone, Heiwa is also gone, and Shan Shuang only then knows that the yard used to be really lively.

Lu Fatzi's inn is still open, and there are not many guests, and it is not few. Shan Shuang didn't plan to go, but Lu Fatzi personally came to invite him, saying that he was a bad guy in the store.

Shan Shuang naturally has no reason to refuse, although there are still a lot of yellow-skinned potatoes at home, which can survive this doomed winter, but there is more food to store, I am afraid that it is the idea of all the people.

In fact, when my mother-in-law is here, I like to pile up some firewood in the yard, and if the harvest is good, I can also put together a few pillars of buds and hang a few strings of red peppers.

The red and bright, yellow and clear, the courtyard is bright, if you can mix some smoke and fire, smell the smell of meat from next door, it is an intoxicating scene.

It's just that after the mother-in-law went, she pieced it together by herself, and she didn't have any skills, so she spent a lot of unjust money, and she had to sell some fields with this body and bones.

In this courtyard, there is no such popularity as when my mother-in-law was there.

Every time I go to my mother-in-law's grave to offer incense, I don't dare to say these words, so I bring a white-flour bun, just to want my mother-in-law to sleep more peacefully below.

Everyone in the world says that mother-in-law is blind to death, but she knows that her mother-in-law is afraid that she will not be able to live alone, so she doesn't dare to close her eyes.

Lu Fatzi can also be regarded as making money with his heart, the storytelling table in the inn has not been withdrawn, and those guests occasionally look at the storytelling table a few times.

I went to the inn alone, but I was actually not a buddy, an acquaintance and a regular customer, telling some stories that should be told, and telling some unheard anecdotes.

In the two heaven and earth things that Mr. gave to the single and double, there were mostly some anecdotes, but there were not many serious Confucian classics.

But whether it's an anecdote or a Confucian knowledge. It's mostly Mr.'s own handwriting, and I think Mr. loves calligraphy.

Mr. likes to tell stories, and he likes both sels and stoo, not because of him, but because he simply likes these stories.

Affectionate and righteous, flesh and blood, not pen literature, but also something on the mind.

It's just that there is really a story original, and I don't like to see an ending in both single and double, and in Mr.'s story, it's rare to be able to smoke a good ending out of a hundred. Most of them are separated from their wives and families, even those bad people, and they don't know what year or month they have reaped their own fruits, and there is no record in the book.

didn't look at the end, gradually, Shan and Shuang are naturally like Mr., the story often ends abruptly halfway, which can make the guests scratch their ears and cheeks.

Fat Lu also wanted to talk about Shan Shuang, but this time it was Shan Shuang who he invited after all, and he didn't really give any death orders.

If you really don't want to go in your heart, you often want to pick two happy endings, but you can turn it over and over, and after all, you will hit the wall again and again, and you don't feel that you have any thoughts.

So, as soon as I thought about it, I made up an ending by myself, which was to fool these drinking guests.

Thinking that the listener is unintentional, and the speaker is intentional and benevolent, but there is nothing wrong with it.

It's just going back and forth, but it's not interesting to the story. After several twists and turns, Shan Shuang still followed Mr., halfway through the story, and let the listener bow his head and say two sentences of scolding.

As the night came, Shan Shuang rushed to the store to buy a pair of brand new cloth shoes while the sky was still bright. The salary given by Lu Fatzi is not small, and he is not afraid that he will not be able to change his outfit.

Mai is okay, with a wolf skin vest, she is not afraid of the cold wind. It's just that the straw sandals are a little sluggish, and the single pair is not rich to show off, but I'm afraid that the bones of this body can't stand it, and there is a serious illness, and I'm afraid that I will have to spend a lot of money to save.

On the second day, I rushed early, and Shan Shuang took the only bowl of white rice left in the family to go to my mother-in-law's grave. I haven't been here for a while, but there are more weeds in front of my mother-in-law's grave.

Singles and pairs have a lot to say to his mother-in-law, such as his husband, and the new shoes he wears in the morning, the most worth talking about is, of course, that he also has a craft.

Although the craft is not familiar, the size can always support itself. Come to think of it, if my mother-in-law could really hear it, the eyes that couldn't be closed would be able to close it safely.

After all these years, I am tired after all.

But in the end, it was Mr. who talked about it, saying how Mr. taught him earnestly, how he was kind and persuasive, and he also said a special sentence, smiling like a warm sun, Confucianism like a spring breeze, and he was a very knowledgeable Mr. Confucianism.

My mother-in-law knows that she wants to be a scholar when she is a child. I didn't dare to go to the courtyard of the mayor's house, so I went to the window of Mr. Bookkeeper's night school to listen to the lessons.

Later, when I went to the inn, I also had a few copper coins and was able to pay some tuition.

Today, Shan Shuang has been in front of his mother-in-law's grave for a long time, and he has a lot of words, I don't know if it is because he has been alone for too long recently, or he has the skills to support himself, so he really dares to tell his mother-in-law these words.

It's the matter of the black baby, Shan Shuang didn't dare to tell his mother-in-law, it's a girl, a slug, Shan Shuang didn't mention it, most of the mother-in-law heard it, and she would be worried.

Mother-in-law is good everywhere, but she is too considerate of others.

If Heiwa is still there, I'm afraid that I will laugh at the single and double here.

Leaving her mother-in-law, she took the rest of the white rice to find Aunt Li, in addition to the incense on the new grave, there were two piles of ashes in front of the grave, and she wanted to come before the girl left.

In this way, Heiwa didn't have anything to explain to Aunt Li. As long as the girl is stable, Aunt Li will be like her mother-in-law, peaceful and at ease.

Back in the yard, Shan Shuang still likes to lie on the rocking chair and watch the sky that can no longer be seen through.

Mr.'s letter, Shan Shuang has already read it, but I don't like to read it very much, if it is possible, Shan Shuang would rather not read it.

Looking at the nine days every day, I mostly hope to be able to see the figure of Mr., and then listen to Mr. talk about a book, or Mr. listen to himself say a book.

Thinking back to the first time I told a story, my husband once said that there were not many opportunities, but he didn't care about it, but now he cares, but he can only think about it.

It's just that no one thought that this hope is two months, and the winter solstice is coming.

In the yard, single and double punches back and forth, fists and feet are not difficult, it is seven steps repeatedly, simply seven punches.

Singles and doubles go slowly, punches slowly, such as the old monk ringing the bell, mostly a punch for half a day, punching often stop for a moment, and then move another step.

As a result, the new guests in the courtyard said that they walked with snail steps.

said that he was a newcomer, and he was also half an acquaintance, and he had been a neighbor for more than ten years, and it was rare to remember that he was such a neighbor.

The young man's surname is Lu, also known as Bai Ming.

In the white clouds, before the bright moon falls.

I have to say that the name Lu Baiming is very good. I think I found a reliable Mr. Bazi, and it took a lot of effort.

The boy is not very old, only seven or eight years old, about the same age as a girl. Mr. Mouthful, it made Shan Shuang a little panicked, he didn't want to provoke, but his mother was not an easy character to deal with.

The boy stood in front of the door in a single coat every day, although the weather was neither sunny nor cloudy, but he could not withstand the biting cold wind, and the single and double could only let the boy enter the yard.

On the road of learning, the master teaches. is also a poor person in Dilong, and he remembers the words and deeds of Mr. Bookkeeper.

Fortunately, the boy is studious, and his intelligence is far beyond that of his husband, and he is extremely fast in learning words and reading classes.

It's just that the young man is not big, but his heart is not low. A few days ago, it was okay, but the more time passed, the boy became a little impatient, and the word Mr. also changed to be straightforward.

It is said that it is the knowledge of single and double, just like the single and double boxing, snail step, Wang Baquan, slow and leisurely, not energetic.

In fact, this is nothing, after all, the slugs have been called for seven or eight years, and Shan Shuang has never felt that he is a gentleman.

Let him be worse than that, and that's a lot more. If you really want to pay attention to them one by one, it's not him alone.

What really worries him is Lu Baiming's arrogant temperament, the word learning, he doesn't dare to say that he understands, let alone say that he understands.

But the awe of knowledge is something that my own husband does not dare to slack off.

Lu Baiming has this talent, ten lines at a glance, if he can really be diligent, he must be a dragon, but he can be better than him.

He is not a scholar of this kind of knowledge, and he also claims that he does not learn, which is not enough, but if he goes elsewhere, he is always worried that Lu Baiming will suffer a big loss.

But he is not a qualified gentleman after all, except for those words, and he doesn't know how to teach some truths.

Seeing Lu Baiming lying on the small table again, he didn't know what he was doing in a daze, and he couldn't help frowning.

sighed lightly, which could be regarded as a sigh of relief, and said in a deep voice, "Bai Ming, come here." ”

The boy yawned a little boredly, rubbed his confused eyes, and felt bored.

If it weren't for his mother's urging, he would have to come to learn a lot, so he wouldn't have bothered to find this sick man and unlucky ghost who didn't know.

Especially knowing the knowledge of single and double half a bucket of water, Lu Baiming's last expectation can be regarded as shattered.

"What's the matter, is it learning words or reading poetry today?"

Shan Shuang waved his hand and said, "Today we don't learn words, and we don't read poetry." ”

When the young man heard this, not only did he not mention his interest, but he rolled his eyes, "If you don't learn words, you don't read poetry, I still can't learn this snail step and Wang Baquan with you?"

The heavier the stone at the bottom of Shan Shuang's heart, he said solemnly, "Today we learn the reason, the truth of the truth." ”

It's just that Shan Shuang is waiting for him, and he can't bear the young man's disapproval, "Then don't worry, my mother has already registered at the mayor's house, and I have to go to the mayor's house tomorrow to learn, don't come to your small courtyard to watch you box." ”

After saying that, he really didn't plan to stay any longer, turned around, and went out.

Shan Shuang wanted to stop him, but he just raised his hand and put it down again, the mayor's house should be a good place to learn.

Closing the door, as soon as he opened the fist fight, a coldness suddenly bloomed on his cheeks, and when he looked up, it was a patch and countless snowflakes were falling.

On the winter solstice, it snowed.