Old Master Sun walked up to Zhu Pingan, curious to see what game this urchin was playing, and when his eyes fell on the urchin’s hands, time seemed to stand still. Old Master Sun’s hand, which was stroking his beard, once again involuntarily pulled down a few white whiskers.
In the line of sight, the so-called urchin was holding a simple brush made of fine bamboo and animal hair, dipping it into the groove of the stone, and dropping it onto a black wooden board, writing furiously.
The ink made of clear water fell onto the black wooden board and could only stay there for a short while, but one could tell that the writing of this urchin, no, this diligent child was already better than that of the best writers within the academy.
The brushes were of inferior quality, the stool on which he sat was a bumpy stone, the ink was clear water poured over a groove, and the paper was a piece of black wooden board laid on the bumpy stone. However, he wrote so seriously that he did not even wipe the sweat from his face, and after the board was dipped in water, he used the brush to write directly on the water-filled board, and his handwriting was green but neat.
This was a stark contrast to the urchin he had earlier thought of himself, and created a serious visual impact.
This was a diamond in the rough that God had given himself to carve.
“You urchin, are you willing to follow me in the Montessori school.” Old Xiu Cai Sun twisted his beard and couldn’t help but open his mouth to ask.
Zhu Pingan who is writing seriously heard the words, almost didn’t shocked to throw the brush out, this voice is too familiar, this is simply Sun Fu Zi well. Frightened and not because of the words of Sun old showman, this word Zhu Pingan begged for it, how would be surprised, the main reason for the surprise is that when you are fully concentrated suddenly came the voice, pure and simple is the conditioned reflex.
However, this is in the eyes of the Sun old showman, this is the performance of joy ah.
Of course, Zhu Pingan did not fail to live up to the expectations of Sun Lao Xiu Cai, after all, the body is a mature soul, after a moment of shock, it stabilized.
Zhu Pingan got up from the stone, his fat face was excited but then suddenly turned lost. After he was found dabbling in class, he was not chastised, but instead was rewarded, naturally happy; but thinking of the family just had a big mess in the whole family because of two guan of money, if he proposed to spend money on montessori, it would not be overturned ah, or don’t think about it, so he was lost.
Sun Fu Zi felt in front of this fat paper is very interesting, face with the face change like
How, not willing?” Sun Fu Zi pretended to be serious and asked.
Zhu Pingan hurriedly shook his fat hand and said with a lost face, “Willing, son willing. It’s just that Zi’s family is poor, and there is no money at home that can pay for my Montessori studies.”
To this, Zhu Pingan’s eyes brightened up again, “One day herding cattle, heard the husband teach in the school, and was enlightened. I also heard the teacher say that the only thing that matters is reading, so I had the courage to come here to listen to the teacher’s lectures. Husband’s lecture is good, son naturally hope to be under the seat of Husband’s monks, but really poor, I hope that Husband can allow son to listen to lectures outside.”
This son is not only diligent, and speech is clear, in the face of their own serious rhetorical questions, performance calm and composed, unlike those children in the private school to see their own face a horrified hand don’t know to put that good.
In the eyes of Mr. Sun, Zhu Pingan is a piece of diamond waiting to be carved.
Your family is poor, it does not matter ah, you come to study I do not charge you bundle repair, I am not bad that money. Sun Fu Zi is not like Zhu Pingan’s uncle, Sun Fu Zi’s family is a scholar, although not on the exam, but also a monthly government support of the scholar, and the family has dozens of acres of good land, it is not bad money. Sun Fu Zi opened the museum of monks, mainly because they are hopeless, want to do their part, for the country to cultivate some talent, but also for their own clan, for their own village to cultivate some learned people, if possible hope that there will be disciples to realize their own failed to achieve their aspirations.
“There is no harm, the husband does not accept your bundle of cultivation, tomorrow officially accept you into the pavilion monks school.” Old Xiu Cai Sun twirled his whiskers in disinterest and smiled.
Dabbling in class, being appreciated, can be Montessori, not accepting bundle cultivation.
Such a series of surprises, as if the pie fell from the sky, made Zhu Pingan, who had never been lucky since crossing over, have an unreal feeling.
“Thank you, husband.” Zhu Pingan was very thankful to old Xiu Cai Sun, this was a teacher who was truly worthy of respect, and could be fully described as a gentleman with great virtue, bending down to thank him, his head was bent to his chest.
Sun Lao Xiu Cai thought that Zhu Pingan was so grateful that he wanted to kneel down to thank him, he was also much more satisfied with Zhu Pingan’s character, it was really a heart of a redoubtable son, he quickly reached out to stop Zhu Pingan.
“Don’t be in a hurry, it’s not too late to worship the Confucius Sage tomorrow.” Sun old showman touched the head of Zhu Pingan said today for the time being, tomorrow after worship you can enter the museum Mengxue. You go back and tell your parents elders, on the husband’s, do not charge your bundle of cultivation, just come to Mengxue is.”
Ancient Mengxue is also more elaborate, generally are first worshiped Confucius statue, performed the ritual of worship before the official Mengxue. Moreover, to pay homage to the teacher generally also choose a good hour, a little more elaborate. Sun old showman did not let Zhu Pingan now worship teacher, is also out of this kind of consideration.
“Thank you Master, I’ll give it to my parents when I go back later.” Zhu Pingan expressed his gratitude from the bottom of his heart, it was also his good fortune to meet such a teacher.
“You can go back early and report to your elders, tomorrow after monks school you can study well, or else Husband’s ruler will be merciless.”
After arranging for Zhu Pingan, Sun Lao Xiu Cai went to the school to continue teaching, collected a piece of talents that can be made, Sun Lao Xiu Cai felt that his body seems to be a few more points of hardness, walking are much lighter.
Zhu Pingan continued to listen to the lessons outside.
One speaks carefully, one listens carefully.
Just bitter bamboo forest outside the long waiting to listen to the story of the shooting of the black loli, Li Shu left waiting for Zhu Pingan does not come, right waiting for Zhu Pingan does not come, arrogant girl really can not help it, pawed the horse whip on the angry to the direction of the private school.
I thought, I must teach that poor man a good lesson!
In the dark loli just out of the bamboo forest, Zhu Pingan noticed, after all, just by the husband of that scare, the whole person is also much more alert, naturally noticed the dark loli came over. This aunt how to come, and then look, the belly black loli that puffed pretty face and her hand horse whip, which still do not know what is going on, obviously is not good. Can not be at this juncture of the error, they can be coaxed good this aunt grandmother.
So, Zhu Pingan hurriedly got up and walked over, but did not dare to let the dark loli in this rage disrupt the order of the classroom. Just now the teacher promised to admit himself free of charge, this side of himself and the dark loli will be up, how bad, in case the teacher has a problem with himself to back out, then it is not worth the loss.
