I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 9 Qingshan County

"Grandma, take a break!"

Beside the well, a strong-looking child stopped a grey-haired old man. Under the admiration of others, he picked up two wooden buckets filled with water, and then kicked his legs. He pedaled quickly and carried the water to his home.

"It's terrible, this kid is only seven years old this year, so he's so strong, if he grows up, he'll be fine!"

There was an idler squatting by the well, looking at the child carrying water home, he couldn't help admiring.

"According to this posture, I guess he will be able to stand up to a cow when he grows up!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are blind, and you don't even look at whose grandson it is. How can he be like us, digging his life out of the ground, but he eats ink."

"Hey, that's not certain. Feng Shui turns around. The previous generation of his family was a juren. When he came to his father, he was only a scholar. When it came to his father, he was even worse, and he was barely a child."

"Before you make fun of him, let's take a look at yourself. Even if Xiaowen's father is just a child, he is not dozens of times stronger than you. He can get a job in the government office if he walks away. Are you okay? "

"Aren't you a bitch looking for a fight? I don't mean his family is in decline? One generation is not as good as the next generation, and I don't think Xiaowen looks like reading material."

"You don't care if he is a student or not, as far as his body is concerned, even farming is definitely more comfortable than you."

The idlers in the village gathered around the well and chatted about their family affairs. Feng Bingwen, who was holding a bucket of water in one hand, had good ears and eyes, and he could hear a few conversations behind him, but he didn't care.

People in the countryside are just less knowledgeable, and they are neither stupid nor stupid. His changes in the past six months cannot be explained away simply by using his long body as an excuse.

But his family has the cheek to claim to be a scholarly family. Although one generation is not as good as the previous generation, it is still a respectable family in this piece of ten miles and eight towns, and there is no need to explain anything.

After carrying the water back home, Feng Bingwen took the initiative to do all the strenuous work. He is not delicious, oh, no, he is quite gluttonous, but he is not lazy.

But such hard work made another old man in the family look down,

"According to your age, you are seven years old and you can go to the county to study. It's not a problem to hang out at home all day. Clean up tomorrow and go to the county with me."

During dinner, Feng Lingjun, who came back from the county school, suddenly spoke. Feng Bingwen was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and picked the rice in the bowl. There was no objection, but the old woman on the side was not very happy.

"Wen'er is only so young, let him study!"

"Seven years old, not too young."

Feng Lingjun glanced at his old wife and explained.

"The Mengshan Mansion next door has a child prodigy who can recite poems at the age of seven. Wen'er only started learning at the age of seven, which is already very late."

"child prodigy?"

But who would have thought that the grandma who heard these words curled her lips disapprovingly,

"There are only a few child prodigies in the whole Daqian? Is it interesting to compare your grandson with this kind of person who is like a star king?"

"Oh, that's not what I meant."

Feng Lingjun picked up the chopsticks and shook them,

"I'll take him to the school tomorrow, and then I'll sit with Dr. Zhang and ask Dr. Zhang to feel Wen'er's pulse."

"Then go early tomorrow, go early and return early."

In this way, grandma has no objection, and even quite agrees.

Feng Bingwen pawed at the meal, not saying a word.Regarding the changes in his body, the two old men seemed to be a little disturbed, neither of them were people who lived in ignorance.

As for Feng Bingwen himself, he doesn't dislike going to school, and it can even be said that he is looking forward to it, not because he is looking forward to studying and participating in the imperial examination to obtain fame.

He still knows how much he owns. If he works hard, he should be able to be admitted to Tongsheng. If he studies hard, he will probably be able to get a scholar.

What he really cares about is good deeds.Half a year ago, he exchanged a hundred good deeds for a vermilion fruit held by a bird. After taking the vermilion fruit, his body became stronger and stronger, and the benefit was that he could feel it intuitively and clearly.

After tasting the sweetness, he naturally wanted to come for the second time and the third time, but he spent several years of hard work to accumulate the previous good deeds, mainly saving some poor toads and dragonflies from the hands of urchins. such beneficial insects.

But this is really too slow. Feng Bingwen is not satisfied with this, but what if he is not satisfied. There are only a dozen families in Fengjia Village, and his scope of activities is only so small. Even if he intends to do good, he is powerless.

But now, the old man is willing to arrange for him to study in a school in the county, which is naturally a good thing.The scope of this activity has expanded countless times, and naturally there are more opportunities to do good deeds.

Therefore, in the early morning of the next day, Feng Bingwen put on his clothes early, sat in the hall and waited without the old man at home shouting, looking eager to try.

"gone!"

Feng Lingjun didn't care about his grandson's appearance, but just regarded it as a child's expectation and curiosity about new things.

Feng Bingwen was indeed curious about the county not far from Fengjia Village, and even had expectations, but when he really arrived at Qingshan County, which was only half an hour away from Fengjia Village, his original expectations turned into disappointment.

how to say?A prosperous county town is shocking to ordinary rural children.But for the more magnificent steel jungle that I have seen in my dream, it is true.Means nothing.

"This is Qingshan City!"

Standing in front of the slightly dilapidated city gate, the child's tone contained undisguised disappointment.The city gate tower standing on the city wall is indeed very majestic, but to him, it has no impact.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Feng Lingjun was surprised by his grandson's attitude. Shouldn't the children in the village be amazed when they see the county seat?
"I feel that the county seat is not very big!"

In fact, it is not a feeling. Feng Bingwen really feels that this county is not big. Before he entered the city, he walked along the wide street and saw the looming gate tower opposite. Although it looked far away, he did see it. The edge of this county.

"Small? There are nearly 10 households in Qingshan County, with [-] residents. Even in the entire Longchuan Prefecture, it can be ranked among the top five counties!"

"kindness!"

Feng Bingwen responded perfunctorily, seeing the old man who seemed to be a bit proud, he couldn't be amazed.

"Brother Wenzi! Brother Wenzi!"

At this time, a surprised and excited voice came from behind, Feng Bingwen turned his head to look, and immediately saw a rather familiar figure.

"Orange! Why are you here?"

Feng Bingwen was also quite surprised to see the little guy who was a full head shorter than him in front of him. It was a naughty boy in the village, almost one year younger than him.

"My father and I came to the market, and my father said he would buy me candied haws when the chickens are sold out!"

The child smiled happily with anticipation on his face.

(End of this chapter)