The rise of the poor

Chapter 20 I'm Herding Cattle in Daming
As the saying goes, happiness leads to sadness, and I think it's true.

There was a strange thing during dinner. Halfway through dinner, the aunt made a message.

"Father, mother, it's like this. Jun'er's grandmother sees Jun'er's intelligence, and in total they say that they are helping out with the training. They don't want to delay Jun'er, and they want to help Jun'er go to school."

When Zhu Ping'an heard the news, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong. He rarely heard that there were parents who would be willing to help their married daughters raise children.The ancients said that the water poured out by a married girl, is the aunt's family so enlightened, Jun brother's grandmother is willing, and his uncle and aunt are also willing?

In ancient times, there was no tuition fee for attending school, but tithing was required. At that time, students gave gifts to teachers to show their respect. This was shuxiu, which was actually tuition.This rule has been implemented as early as the time of Confucius, when it was salt pork, and now it is money for repairing.

It is much cheaper to repair in the countryside than in the towns, but it is generally about one thousand dollars a year, which is paid in two installments. There are also vegetables, eggs, meat and other boxing, which can be said to be quite a lot.

However, it is said that the aunt's family is not bad, maybe.

Hearing that the Yue family was willing to pay for Jun'er to go to school, the grandparents were very happy. They all valued the eldest family, and the eldest would study well, so Jun'er would definitely be good at studying.

The grandparents were happy, and it was the aunt's family that paid for it, so the mother Chen and the fourth and third aunts naturally didn't say anything.

"Juner goes to Mengxue, and Sheer is not too young. She can pick up Juner's class to herd cattle." Seeing that there was no objection from her family, the aunt's face was full of pride, and then she turned to Zhu Ping'an, "Quickly. When autumn comes, it is better to raise the cattle stronger and do farm work.”

You said the day before yesterday that I was young!

By the way, let me pick up Brother Jun's class to herd cattle?When did Brother Jun let go of a cow, Mao has never touched it.

The reason why the eldest aunt arranged for Zhu Pingjun to herd the cows was because she remembered that the family once said that She'er was smart and sensible, and the more she realized that she had to stop her idea of ​​reading as soon as possible.On the one hand, he was afraid that the family would spend money, and it would be better to let Sheer farm honestly and support himself like a second brother. On the other hand, he was also afraid that Zhu Ping'an would steal his son's limelight, even though his son was Wenquxing who had fortune-telling.

"Sister-in-law, my She'er is still young, and the cow is so big, how could he let it go?" Mother Chen frowned and objected, and there were still some words in her heart that she didn't say. Your family's She-er went to school, why should my family's She-er go to herd the cow? Besides, when did your Jun'er let the cows go?

The third aunt liked Zhu Ping'an, and she helped to speak, "That's right, She'er is not as tall as a corbel."

"The cows in our family are honest and tight, and I know the way. Herding cows means keeping them from eating other people's crops." The eldest aunt said repeatedly, "She'er followed the second brother up the mountain, and it's okay to put a cow. Bar."

Mother Chen was worried that Zhu Ping'an would go to herd the cattle, but the aunt insisted, and she was also uneasy at the dinner table.

"A loving mother has many failed children. It's better for She'er to exercise. If you really can't let it go, it's not too late to let go."

The grandmother protects the aunt, and she agrees both inside and out.

Mother Chen was angry at the dinner table, and she didn't eat much. She reached under the table and pinched Zhu's father. I don't know how many times.

Anyway, Father Zhu bared his teeth and cracked his mouth many times at the dinner table.

"Mother, you eat more and herding cattle is also good. I like our cattle." Zhu Ping'an stretched out his chopsticks to help Chen's food, and the soft childish voice comforted Chen's.

Chen's son's sensibleness made Chen feel a lot better, but when he thought that his sister-in-law's children were going to school, and his children had to go to herd cattle at such a young age, he was still not very happy.

"She'er is going to herd the cows, and I'll give She'er half a pancake for every meal in the future." The grandfather spoke.

Grandfather generally does not interfere in the affairs of the back house at home. As long as things are not out of the ordinary, he will turn a blind eye.Although he attached great importance to the eldest family, he also liked Zhu Ping'an, his chubby grandson.

The night fell slowly, the moon rose slowly, and the faint clouds lingered around the moon, like a veil on the moon.The moonlight is gentle, the night is beautiful, and it is peaceful.

The moonlight is quiet and gentle, but not in the east wing.

"Why should his son go to school, my son should herd the cows. You work hard, and Dachuan has already done so much to help this, so Sheer has to go to herd the cows. Does our family owe the elders? "

"You're dead, don't say a word!"

"How can I marry a man like you, I don't even dare to fart!"

For Zhu's father, it is not easy to leave more money for the family's private house. It is probably too difficult for him to oppose his parents, brothers and sisters.It would be good for the boy to beat and beat more, he also thought so, besides, the mother also said that if she couldn't let it go, she would not let it go, so she didn't say anything at the dinner table.

But Chen didn't care about that.

Poor old man, there is a moment of silence for you.

Zhu Ping'an is very ungrateful. His daughter-in-law, please coax yourself and ask for more blessings, daddy.

The shepherd boy rides an ox, and his singing resonates with Lin Yue.

This poem is simply a portrayal of Zhu Ping'an at the moment, riding on the back of an old scalper, dangling Erlang's legs, with a bamboo water bottle attached to his waist, holding a fishing rod in his hand, with a twine hanging from the fishing rod, and a twine tied on the twine. Put the green grass.The tender grass just hangs in front of the cow's head, and the old yellow ox spreads its hooves and hoofs all the way under the guidance of the tender grass.

On the back of the ox was a simple saddle made of bamboo by Zhu's father last night, so Zhu Ping'an's small body can also be made stable, and the bamboo is light and does not affect the activities of the old ox.

Zhu Ping'an sat on the back of the cow, his thoughts drifting with the cow's hoof.

In other words, the poem of a shepherd riding a scalper was written by Yuan Mei of the Qing Dynasty. All the poems and sentences of the Qing Dynasty can be used by myself. If life is just like Nalan’s character and virtue, Luohong is not the ruthless Gong Zizhen, Jiangshan generation Zhao Yi, who is talented and talented, and even Cangyang Gyatso, who is seen and not seen, are not cheap.

The eight-legged essay, the champion of the Qing Dynasty, also memorized a lot during his postgraduate studies. Although he couldn’t recite it by heart, he also remembered a lot about his general ideas.The Bagu in the Qing Dynasty was much more standardized than the Bagu in the Ming Dynasty.

Poetry can be used or modified, but Baguwen may not be used directly. Each Baguwen is a propositional composition. Although the title is the original text of the Four Books and Five Classics, there are so many Four Books and Five Classics. I don't know what the title is.If you are lucky, if the topics overlap with those you remember, you will be safe, but if the topics are different, you will be blind.

In modern times, I was studying ancient Chinese, but if I asked myself to write an eight-part essay, I would never be able to write it. In modern times, I am criticizing eight-part essays. The school has never taught how to write, and I don’t even know how to write with a brush. will use.

All in all, education is still necessary.

Well, it seems that Shanghe Village's private school is on the low hillside not far from the border with Xiahe Village.

The hillside is lush with water and grass, so why don't you go over there to herd cattle.

(End of this chapter)