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On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, many things happened.

Private school, thank you teacher day.

Liu Jingdong sat behind some classmates who were younger than him.

He was tall and tall, and he looked extremely awkward sitting in the last row.

When the 11 or 12-year-old classmates in the front row finished handing in their homework, it was about to be his turn for the next group.

At that time, Liu Jingdong will read six poems he composed in front of a group of classmates.

"Get up early and go to the shop to work, and work until night when you can't see..."

Not surprisingly, the students laughed as Liu Jingdong read the poem.

This is not as good as what Huangkou Xiaoer wrote.

Liu Jingdong stood in front of his husband, holding a stack of paper full of words in his hand. He didn't know whether to continue reading for a moment, and lowered his head in nervousness and shame.

In fact, just after the school vacation, when Liu Laozhu heard that his youngest son still had six assignments, he once thought about cheating and thought about asking Bai Muyan for help.

Liu Laozhu thought clearly, we don't want Bai Muyan's current articles, just hand in some of Bai Xiucai's childhood playful works.

It was written as a joke, and it was enough for his son.

Otherwise, what should I do? As a father, he would have a headache just thinking about his youngest son. It is said that on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, I came to thank my teacher with the Five-Xin New Year gift. On this day, when you hand in your essay, you will decide whether to stay in the enlightenment class or move up to the D-class.

Liu Laozhu was really afraid that his son would stay in the original enlightenment class again.

But what I didn't expect was that Liu Jingdong refused.

No matter how good someone else's writing is, it's not his.

No matter how poorly he writes, it is still his own.

He doesn't want to cheat.

"continue."

The gentleman picked up the tea bowl and glanced at the students below while drinking tea.

In fact, my husband has long known that if Liu Jingdong wants to cheat, he can find Bai Muyan.

Because he was also Bai Muyan's mentor when he was a child.

Bai Muyan came to pay him New Year's greetings as early as the third day of the Lunar New Year.

He mentioned in the conversation that he wanted his help in finding a teacher who could teach students according to their aptitude.

Erdaohe wants to invite him.

When talking about teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, Bai Muyan used the example of Liu Jingdong, the student in front of him.

Only then did he realize that the Bai family and Erdaohe Liu Lizheng's family seemed to be moving very close to each other in recent days.

It is said that those who must not participate in the imperial examination, such as Liu Jingdong, and those villagers in Erdaohe who are already old but are eager to learn to write and keep accounts with the advent of the mutual market, then how should we educate these students who are not allowed to take the imperial examination? They had a serious discussion between teacher and student for a long time about what kind of teacher we should find and what kind of special way to teach, without delaying farm work.

Afterwards, Bai Muyan left. He looked at the family instructions and pondered for a long time.

What is a teacher? As long as you want to learn, you can't give up on any of them. Do you teach students in accordance with their aptitude?

At this time, Liu Jingdong began to read the second poem:

"The sun and moon are on my shoulders, and it feels so cold in the ice and snow..."

And while he was reciting, Liu Jingdong recalled Xu Tianxin’s encouraging words in his mind.

Tian Xin's niece said, Uncle Jingdong, your greatest advantage is your sincerity.

Yes, others can memorize the book once, but you have to read it thousands of times before you can remember it, and you always rank at the bottom.

Compared with others, you seem to be stupid.

But so what? Even if you are stupid, it does not become an excuse for you not to work hard. This is the most valuable thing about you.

See this murky water? As long as you give it enough time to settle, it will become clearer. In the same way, as long as you still want to work hard, as long as you work hard and learn, you can still accumulate a lot of knowledge no matter how slow you learn.

This is a great principle. I encourage you to use it. Have you been encouraged? Do you think this is enough?

It’s not enough. No matter how much you understand, it’s not as practical as practical.

Tian Xin'er's niece suggested to him: In order not to be hit, he had to think of a way to move up a level, otherwise the little knowledge he learned every day would no longer be suitable for him, so he had better do it while reading poems and handing in homework. , tell my husband about the original intention of writing the poem at that time.

"Sir, this is a poem I wrote when I went with our village's motorcade to sell goods in Fucheng a few years ago. It was very cold during the journey that day. I looked at the way we came, and then I saw that we were only half way, and we were still far away from our destination, Fucheng.

I was thinking about how many times my father and mother had gone through this journey in order to raise me. How did he withstand that coldness, and how did he still feel that the sky was not responding and the earth was not functioning properly?

There are also those boys from the village who are my age, like the brothers from the Xu family who traveled with me. They have never been to school, but they do this kind of work every day..."

The students below laughed embarrassedly.

The gentleman grumbled, "Continue."

Liu Jingdong started to read the third song. He had sold colorful hairbands, fish and chickens. I used to sell peppercorns and aniseed. It’s cold in winter and cool in summer. It’s better to have more than less. He has sold every household item that the students here can imagine.

Liu Jingdong told his husband quite distressedly that in fact, he did not express that sense of urgency in writing and did not know what words to use. He hoped to learn more urgent words in the new year.

But at that time, their Erdaohe convoy was indeed running and smoking. The hooves of the cows rolled up snow foam, and the snow foam was highly scraped onto the vehicle board as they ran towards various remote mountain villas. Moreover, no team of salesmen can sell goods faster and travel to more places than them in the same number of days.

"Everything is based on diligence, and everything depends on self-reliance. Be diligent and thrifty to run a good family, and only study and farm."

Liu Jingdong said that this poem reflects his feelings when he saw disabled children in a remote mountain villa. If that child wanted to live a good life when he grew up, he thought that it would be impossible to work hard to farm even though he was injured. It would be best to study like him and his classmates.

And this poem reflects the current situation in Erdaohe Village, where they open shops to earn wages while farming. Their village was once very poor. If you were poor, no one would help you. You had to work harder than any other village to survive on your own.

This time the husband affirmed: "Not bad."

At this moment, the teacher already had a candidate for teaching Erdaohe in his mind. He planned to write a letter later to introduce this village to self-reliance.

Next, Liu Jingdong even recited poems in a cheerful tone, because his village began to kill New Year pigs, "The wind blows the wheat waves, the rice flowers are fragrant... God favors the farmers!"

Their village has begun to celebrate the New Year.

There are three miles of red and ten miles of fragrant flowers, and there is a big river in Erdao River.

Guest, what can you eat today to make you healthy in the New Year?

As Liu Jingdong recited poems and explained in narration, the expressions on the faces of the students no longer seemed to be ridiculing. Even when the teacher smiled and nodded in agreement, a student already smiled and interjected to ask Liu Jingdong:

In your village, can you still spend the New Year like this?

Oh, it turned out to be the fireworks set off by your village.

Liu Jingdong told everyone enthusiastically that that day he crossed the river, skated across the ice, set off fireworks, and there was a cloud made by his niece Tian Xin in the wind.

That's what clouds are like.

Xu Tianxin wanted to perform a dance of blowing snow with water for her little sisters and younger brothers and sisters. She imagined that it would draw a circle, and they would be reunited. As a result, the wind on the river was too strong, and a gust of wind blew out and turned into a cloud and flew away.

Liu Jingdong planned to perform a performance for his classmates when he came out of his teacher's house later. He also wanted to make a cloud.

In the end, when the teacher and classmates secretly breathed a sigh of relief for Liu Jingdong, thinking that he had finally finished his poem, they did not expect that Liu Jingdong would add another poem in excess of the quota today.

This article was written in an extremely sloppy way and was hard to read because he was pressed for time and had no talent.

But this new poem written by the cattle cart on the way here is exactly what their village is doing right now.

After Liu Jingdong finished his supplementary story, the first thing he did was to announce: "Disciple Jingdong."

"The students are here."

"Enter the B-class at the beginning of the year."

Liu Jingdong was shocked.

It's not a D-shaped class, it's a B-shaped class?

As for the second thing, the husband stood in front of the students and spoke a few poems.

Huangsha wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken. This is the will of the soldiers.

But the flying generals of Dragon City are here and Huma is not allowed to cross the Yin Mountains. This is the determination of the soldiers.

I am willing to put my sword down from my waist to kill Loulan. This is my courage. Since ancient times, no one has died, and his loyalty will be remembered by history. This is the loyalty of soldiers since ancient times.

I would like to ask the border students, who wants to participate and do their best for the border army.

In the opinion of Liu Jingdong’s husband, the people on the border have always been involved.

The new army from Zhenbei came, and he was also observing it. He didn't dare to think about it before.

But through observation, he found that he now dared to think.

Sir, I hope that the new General Zhenbei will issue more decrees to make the lives of the people on the border better and better. Because again, the people on the border have always been involved. These people should have a better life.

Therefore, Mr. Huo even hopes that while allowing the people to live a better life, Huo Yunqian, the new general of Zhenbei, can also guide the people here to learn war skills.

If that day does come, we will not fight uncertain battles, and all the people will be soldiers.

On that day, as a teacher, in order to protect his hometown and ancestral graves, he must have been born as a child and be able to be a good logistics soldier.

"Sir, the student is willing to sign up."

"Sir, the student is not talented, so I am willing to do my best. And after hearing what classmate Jingdong said, I feel very ashamed."

This time, Liu Jingdong made many classmates and younger brothers realize it.

Although he is stupid, reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles.

The things he experienced during the Chinese New Year and the path he walked through made more sense than many people.

"Sir, are you looking for classmate Jingdong to sign up?"

Liu Jingdong's face turned red. He had never been praised like this before. He quickly waved his hand and refused:

No, please go to the only academy here, a higher-level institution to find your senior brother Bai. Senior Brother Bai is more capable.

Bai Muyan is indeed here.

In this academy, the Five-Xin New Year gifts received by many gentlemen were supposed to be green onions, ginger, garlic, chives and artemisia. However, since there are no chives here in the North, some of them were turned into dried chili peppers. They were also placed at Bai Muyan's place to be transported to the border camp. It filled half the classroom.

When Bai Muyan saw the junior brothers arriving, he heard that Mr. Enlightenment and Liu Jingdong asked them to come, so he calmly asked:

"Did you pay the money you have at your disposal?"

For example, if you pay your daily pen and ink allowance, how will you deal with it, and will you ask for it from home? What's the difference between that and asking your parents to do it?

Or New Year's money, do you have control over it?

"If not, what can you do to make money?"

If you know how to cut through the ice and fish, you can go to the Wuzhu River for you all.

Don't say that your hands can only write, and no one is more delicate than anyone else.

Moreover, the border army is not so impoverished as to start a war and needs the common people to collect military pay. Don't misunderstand the meaning. I believe that what the border army wants is their heart. Don't make it look like poverty alleviation in the end. The Zhenbei New Army is now the benchmark for the Huo Family Army. They don't need to be like this.

Bai Muyan suggested to the younger brothers: "If you have good handwriting, go to the bookstore to copy the book before the fifteenth day, and say that you were recommended by me, and the shopkeeper will give you a living. Even if you can only pay ten A copper plate, this is what you want, instead of using pen, ink and silver coins given by your parents. What is the difference between that and your parents giving it to you? You understand, go ahead."

After saying that, Bai Muyan ignored the junior fellow students in the private school and was busy working with the older classmates who had financial strength to collect cotton and cloth to make gloves as a gift to the students.

These people all have money of their own.

Bai Muyan planned to hire people to make gloves from among the twelve villages this time. Whichever village was poorer, could collect wild vegetables quickly, and had a good attitude, he would let whichever village earn the money.

Ah, of course, Baijiazhuang and Erdaohe are not considered. These two villages are already very wealthy.

Bai Muyan also put the gloves he learned from Xu Tianxin on the table. He saw that Xu family members all wore five-finger gloves, so he made a pair and wore them all the time without delaying the drive to get groceries. This time I plan to use it as a sample and give it to ordinary soldiers on the border. It is very good for shooting bows and arrows, and the length is still on the wrist without leakage.

Liu Jingdong, on the other hand, had already driven the bullock cart back to the village.

"Dad, mother, grandparents, I passed the exam. Tian Xin'er, I'm not in the D-shaped class, I'm in the B-shaped class!"

You said you passed the exam, so it’s okay to call her family, but what if you call her Tian Xin? She’s not your biological niece.

This was a big deal. Lao Zhai hurriedly struck the gong with his head trembling. You must know that this squatting bun had been squatting for four years, and everyone was embarrassed when he was mentioned by people from other villages.

Many villagers in Erdaohe deliberately dropped their hands and ran out alive.

Everyone almost started to perform the Yangko dance in advance, "It's time to make a living!"

Liu Laozhu just came back from the cold, and he stopped being cold all of a sudden. "Don't tease your father, I tell you, if you dare to lie to me, I will give you a discount on your legs."

When it was confirmed that it was true, Liu Laozhu's old face was so excited that he almost covered his face and burst into tears.

Finally, he doesn't have to pay for it for a few more years, so he can waste less money. Otherwise, it won’t sound good in the enlightenment class. At the very least, I graduated from Class B.

I'll let you go next year, and I'll get married and have a baby next year.

This generation has all been scrapped, so it’s better to train the next generation.

At the same time, Mrs. Xu is also experiencing life sublimation.

She originally wanted to earn some rice dumpling money for the border army. She would give away what should be given and sell what should be sold.

As a result, I heard Mr. Qian and the merchants say in unison:

"You can sell as much as you want. Whatever you can make, the few of us will cover it all. We will cook it on the spot and distribute it to the border soldiers, four per person, all directions. I guess even Xiumu there is a After taking turns, only a few people help buy some daily necessities and can go for a stroll in the town."

Officer Qian specifically asked Mrs. Xu:

"And Mr. Xu, you can sell it without any capital.

I understand what you mean, but we are all businessmen and we know very well the disadvantages of disrupting the market price. You will make it difficult for the merchants in the town who buy your goods.

What's more, glutinous rice balls come with capital, and they are not your own. When you buy flour, sugar, and sesame seeds, you need to pay wages when you hire people. Even hiring people for firewood has costs. "

Officer Qian was worried that Mrs. Xu would have a psychological burden.

But to be honest, although he didn't know how much the Xu family's granddaughter earned, the Xu family's wealth was still far behind those of them.

After all, they have been in business for many years, and each family has hundreds of acres of fertile land, but the Xu family has not yet built a house. That day they went to pay New Year's greetings. They felt that the house was full of doenjang lumps and there was no place to go. To be honest, it was a bit shabby. Also, looking at the Xu family's acquisition of wasteland, we know that the Xu family, which has just started to live off the trade, is not yet rich.

It was beyond his expectation that the Xu family could take the lead and actually take the lead.

Mr. Qian finally understood why his master looked down upon the Xu family.

Other business owners also said: "Yes, if I open a brick kiln, can I afford to deliver bricks? We just want to do it."

The more everyone behaves like this, the more Mrs. Xu hesitates whether to take the profit or not.

What happened? At first, we didn't just want to sneak around in order to steal the beautiful pine tree that was forbidden to be cut down.

Other timber is fine. It is allowed to be cut down. At most, it is just to make up for the timber tax.

But when these things are connected in series later, it really becomes a meaningful thing. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, our military and civilians are in a good mood.

Mrs. Xu thought of her modern son, and thought that her son here also died on the battlefield overseas.

That's how she is. If you force her to ask for something, if she doesn't, some of the thinking and calmness of modern people will come out. But the more selfless everyone is, the more she gets the upper hand.

That night, when Mrs. Xu returned to the village and heard that Xujiazhuang was the first group to send in the dried radish, and that it was 300 kilograms more than planned, she looked at her granddaughter.

Xu Tianxin said: "Except for the wages paid to the villagers, all the profits made by our glutinous rice balls will be used to buy meat."

As for why we changed our original intention of not making dim sum, it was because we had to pay wages to make dim sum, and besides, the glutinous rice balls they ordered were large in quantity, so no one had time to bake them.

The three Xu family members stood up: "I agree."

Old lady: "..."

It's really strange that she wants to agree. But she stopped talking because she was afraid that she would regret it. That means you can obviously earn more than 150 taels of silver. When will my family be rich enough to get one hundred and fifty taels for free? When she meets her child's grandfather underground in the future, she will really have a lot to brag about.

But what kind of meat should I buy?

Early the next morning, Xu Youliang went to the town to ask shopkeeper Guo if he would accept the wood. He thought it would be better to sell more money and silently make up for the other wood taxes. It costs money to buy it from elsewhere. If you can't buy such good quality wood, just think of it as saving good wood for your home. If I find the right opportunity to confess, be lenient and set an example for my niece, Tian's son-in-law will come.

"Well, aunt, I am your daughter-in-law's third cousin-in-law. My surname is Tian, ​​and my family raises ducks in Jinshanpuzi..."