Rise From the Humble

"The son of heaven values ​​heroes, and articles teach children. Everything is inferior, but reading is high."

When Zhu Pingan returned to the school window with the brush and black board, Mr. Sun Xiucai was teaching the children to read this poem to encourage learning. It can be seen that the ancient private school education has a lot of freedom. Of course, this freedom refers to the freedom of the master. The teaching can be taught according to their wishes, unlike modern education that is still restricted by the outline.

The Master wants to instill in the children the importance of reading, so that they can be proud of reading, so that they can settle down to study.

The children below didn't understand the poetry, but they shook their heads and followed the master's words one by one.

Zhu Ping'an has long memorized this poem to encourage learning, and he knows better than these children the meaning of the saying that all things are inferior, but reading is high. I have an advantage of hundreds of years of experience in ancient times, but it is not that big. It is definitely no problem for you to take the elementary school entrance examination as a college student, but if you are asked to take the college entrance examination after you graduate from university, can you still be confident? This is the same, in ancient times The imperial examination is much more difficult than the college entrance examination and postgraduate entrance examination. Although I saw the luck twice, it was just like that, it was useless, and it didn't bring any changes to me, besides, I couldn't watch the luck independently.

Thinking of this, Zhu Pingan put the black wooden board on the stone again, poured the water from the bamboo tube into the groove, and prepared to practice calligraphy. Calligraphy is very important during the imperial examination. This is the first impression given to the examiner. It is about practicing hard.

When old Xiucai Sun was leading the students to read poems to encourage learning, he inadvertently saw the chubby naughty boy outside the school playing the game of watering stones again. It's time to learn, it's really a step behind.

The master sighed and felt more and more that these children in the school should be strictly disciplined, so he led the children to read it over and over again.

Outside the school window, Zhu Pingan picked up a brush and dipped it in the water, and practiced the few traditional characters he had learned recently on the black wooden board. I took the trouble to watch my brush calligraphy turn from twists and turns to gradually taking shape, and my interest in practicing calligraphy became even stronger.

Another day was coming to an end, and Zhu Pingan saw that it was getting late, and it was time for the master to assign homework to the children, so he packed up his things, walked through the bamboo forest, took the old scalper, and walked down the hillside.

The old scalper was led by Zhu Pingan to graze these days, and his hair was shiny. He also forgave Zhu Pingan's behavior of cutting its tail hair, and licked Zhu Pingan's little hand with his tongue affectionately.

At the foot of the hill, Zhu Ping'an let go of the old scalper, and walked slowly to the place by the river where he lowered his basket to catch fish.

The stream is clear and shallow, with ripples, and the aquatic plants and small fish and shrimps under the water can be seen clearly. With bare feet, Zhu Ping'an stepped into the stream. The stream just covered his calves, and it was warm and cool, which was very comfortable. In three or two steps, I walked to the place where the fish basket was placed in the morning, stretched out my hand to lift the fish basket, and when I lifted the fish basket, I heard a fierce crackling sound in the fish basket. It's on Zhu Ping'an's face.

In the fish basket, there was a yellow catfish that was almost as thick as my small wrist, flicking its tail angrily in the fish basket, and there were five or six silver carp with a length of seven to eight centimeters, all jumping in the fish basket Jumping and jumping, but the exit is too small and there are barbs made of bamboo, so they can't do anything.

Don't be angry, you will make your outstanding contribution to enriching our table.

Seeing how excited you are dancing, let’s braise it in braised sauce. Braised crucian carp in braised sauce is the best.

But looking at these fish being caught because they were greedy for the bait in the fish basket, think about it, isn't it the same reason why I have been teased by the black-bellied little loli many times, it is all caused by gluttony. However, think about the delicious chicken legs, soft and crispy snacks, it seems that you have been teased a few times, it's not bad.

He picked up the fish basket, put on his shoes, took the writing brush and the black wooden board, and climbed on the back of the ox to go home.

When I got home, I was making dinner at home. When I saw Zhu Pingan coming back with this fish basket, my grandmother gave Zhu Pingan a rare compliment.

"Oh, this catfish is so big, it's good enough for a fish soup." The auntie came out of the house and looked at it specially, with a smile on her face, "Well, this catfish is really good, I just say that this catfish herds cattle Sure."

After a while, the grandmother put the fish into the basin, dripped two drops of oil to make the fish spit out sand, and then led a few daughters-in-law to work for dinner.

Zhu Pingan stood in front of the basin and thought for a while. He happened to see his uncle coming out of the room. He must have heard that there was fish, and he could add a meat dish for dinner. This made the uncle who had been vegetarian for a few days look happy.

Zhu Ping'an rolled his eyes, ran forward all the way, pulled his uncle's sleeve, dragged him to the basin and said.

"Uncle, look at how well the little fish swim in the basin, they are so happy." It was completely childish.

The uncle nodded disapprovingly.

"But grandma said you like fish stews, and you'll have to cook them later!"

Seeing that my little nephew was about to cry, and seeing my sister-in-law, Mrs. Chen, who Wen Sheng was looking at, this sister-in-law is a pungent one, so she couldn't let her think that I made him cry, otherwise there would be more trouble.

"Okay, okay, don't be sad, uncle doesn't eat stewed fish soup anymore."

So the uncle said in a perfunctory way, thinking to himself, a child is in a gust of mood, which will coax him away, let his mother stew the fish later, and wait for the meal to be ready later, maybe he will forget it, even if he thinks about it , no one can say anything.

"Really?" Zhu Pingan raised his head suddenly and ran into the kitchen and said loudly, "Grandma, grandma! Uncle doesn't eat stewed fish soup anymore. I caught the fish. I want braised in soy sauce!"

The uncle, who was still thinking about fooling his little nephew outside, was messed up in the wind.

However, Zhu Pingan still ignored the degree of eccentricity of the grandmother. Although the uncle just said that he would not eat the stewed fish soup, the stewed fish soup that the grandmother made was fortunately only stewed catfish, and the remaining six small silver carp were still braised in brown sauce. Fish, let Zhu Ping'an's mental balance a little bit.

The dinner was silent for a while, all the fish were caught by myself, and even the braised fish was fought for by myself. As a result, grandma only gave Zhu Pingan a bowl of catfish soup for dinner, and there was only one piece of catfish meat in it.

Of the six braised silver carp, one was given to the grandfather, and two to the uncle, who said that the uncle was struggling with his studies. Similarly, the other one was given to Zhu Pingjun, which made Zhu Pingan very speechless. It's because my master slapped my palm because I was sleeping. He worked hard there, and I worked hard to herd the cows, okay? Of the remaining two, one was given to my fourth uncle, saying that my fourth uncle is still ill, uh, I forgot to mention, today my family dredged the ditch, and my fourth uncle fell ill again, and he said he had suffered from hemorrhoids, dare you believe it! ! ! ! Catfish is hair, okay? The catfish soup that my grandmother gave my fourth uncle was full of large pieces of catfish. My uncle's food tasted better than anyone else, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Another one, the grandmother split the two halves and gave them to Uncle Zhu and Father Zhu, and Father Zhu gave the half to Zhu Ping'an. Zhu Pingan gnawed on half a silver carp, and looked at Zhu Pingjun happily gnawing on two silver carp, and had a new understanding of the degree of eccentricity of his grandmother.

Next time, I will grill two fish by the river first and then bring the rest back, so that I won’t have to eat the fish if I bring it back.