Zhen Fei rises up in the Red Chamber

The ball games organized by Zhen Fei are very popular among the children. They are all children under the age of ten. It is absolutely natural to be active, but the reality is that eight out of ten of these children are confined to the study room by their families. Let them really be at the age of studying, even this child Zhen Fei, who is only seven years old, isn't he already struggling with pen, ink, paper and inkstone every day?

It is so easy to have such an opportunity, like an ordinary child, playing sepak takraw in the garden, running and jumping, everyone is very excited, even if some children with the same hands and feet because of not doing much exercise all the year round , I was sweating from playing this day.

This made the adults, especially the servants, break out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, Zhen Fei prepared well. He knew early on what would be the result of playing in such a cold weather, and invited them to come When it was time, it was agreed that they would stay here for one night. In this way, these children must have brought a change of clothes.So after playing, when a group of children took a hot bath, all the serving people felt very lucky. If they didn't bring clothes, it would be embarrassing to take a bath or something. Clothes for young children.Even if Zhen Fei has enough clothes, he can't make everyone fit.

Sweating all over from playing, taking a hot bath, and then huddling together in a room while waiting for their hair to dry, while playing chess and playing cards that Zhen Fei just made, these boys feel like they have never It was such a happy day today.For a while, Zhen Fei was so affectionate that he couldn't be more affectionate, even brothers were nothing more than that. The friendship between boys, in many cases, is actually like this. The same game can be established immediately, and sometimes it can even be maintained. Well, you can be friends for the rest of your life, and Zhen Fei's purpose for beating him is naturally this.

Zhen Fei is here to establish diplomatic relations with the children. Outside, Master Zhen looks at them and keeps nodding and smiling. He only thinks that his son is really talented in making friends here. Even he himself did not expect that his son would actually It can be arranged so comprehensively.He couldn't help but feel that the Zhen family will be in the hands of his son, and prosperity will be just around the corner.

Everyone is very satisfied, but Zhen Fei, who should be most satisfied, is actually dissatisfied, because of the sepak takraw ball, he thought that he would play the sepak takraw ball as a football. He used to be in the barracks, and football was definitely the leader They are the first choice for collective confrontation activities, but it is different here. First of all, there is a problem with the venue. The lawn here is too small. His yard is not small, but it is impossible to only have grass in this yard. There are flat land, rockery, small bridges, flowing water, pavilions, and courtyards in the south of the Yangtze River. The most important thing is that one step and one scene. The dojo is built in a snail shell. The light is beautiful and exquisite, and there is no room for it. It's too small, even basketball can't be played. In the end, it became handball. One side has one position. As long as the two sides throw into each other's position, they can be considered as winners. Because they are all children, they are of different sizes, and they are chaotic. Yes, there are no rules at all, to put it bluntly, it is a chaotic battle.

That's it, these children who lack entertainment are still playing with great interest, sweating profusely, and Zhen Fei is speechless. It can only be attributed to childish fun, so don't care too much about it, otherwise he probably won't be able to play anymore. .As for playing chess?card?He can only say that games without wagers can only be used to fool children, and he himself did not participate in it at all. He told everyone the rules, and then he started to be a waiter, getting them some food for a while, and for a while. Playing some pot-tossing games can be regarded as adding a little more fun to this small gang, so as not to play cards and chess, and there is no sound in the room.

When it was time to go to bed, he turned around and became the administrator of the kindergarten dormitory. Not only did he assign rooms, but he was also responsible for telling stories and putting the children to sleep.Of course, the grades are still good, at least everyone is very interested in the stories he tells.

The stories Zhen Fei tells are absolutely boring if they are to be put into modern times. What about martial arts and ghosts can be made into a pot of porridge. What kind of mess is it? , But these ancient children have never heard of it. The stories they can know are mostly historical stories, or they only know it because of learning, other?Who will tell them?Nanny?Impossible, right!What can the ignorant women and children of the old age say?Those who can hum a hypnotic ditty are high-end talents.

So in the end, in this room, a dozen or so children actually didn't go to their own room, and they all gathered in Zhen Fei's room. Under the orders of the master, four of them were lying on the beds in the outer room that had just moved in and squeezed into the same room, so they were all squeezed together in one place.The three charcoal braziers are placed in the middle, so you don't have to worry about catching cold because they are so warm. All of them have their eyes open and are wrapped in quilts, listening to Zhen Fei, a kid under seven years old, telling stories.What a big scene!

"Wu Song just beat the tiger to death. Unexpectedly, a dark wind blew behind him. The wind was mixed with laughter, hearty, sharp, and everything. It seemed to be one person, or several, faintly I could still hear the voice of thanks, and Wu Songjiu also woke up, feeling dimly that maybe these are the souls of the person who was eaten by the tiger and lived on this mountain. Death, I came here to thank you..."

To be honest, at the beginning, Zhen Fei's storytelling was just casual, a way of showing friendship, but when these children didn't want to go back to the room they assigned, they just cheated and stayed in this room, asking them to By the time the story was finished, he was already a bit stuck. He really didn’t remember it being so comprehensive. It was just a few glances while watching TV intermittently. What coherent story could he tell?He is not a bookworm who spends all day on the Internet, and he is a bit reluctant to follow the context, so in the end he can only talk about what matters, Liaozhai, martial arts, classics, interspersed with nonsense, while talking , thinking, thinking, and sighing, if he can really read all those stories, even if it’s a ridiculous plot in the TV series version, at least he can make up some words. It’s a pity, right now, everything is really It was too late, and when the book was used, he hated it less, and he finally understood how correct the teachers' teachings were.

Listen, this Wu Song fighting a tiger can make him talk about the ghost repaying his favor, isn't it just nonsense!

"Brother Zhen, your story is really good. Uncle Zhen Shi should write it down and put it in the book shop, so that everyone can know about your ability."

Among the children is a kid from the Su family, who is about the same age as Zhen Fei, has round eyes, is the cutest, and loves to listen to stories the most. Today is a big day, and I heard a brand new story.His face was full of happiness, and he was very decent to give Zhen Fei an idea.

Of course, people like them don't have such a concept about publishing books and selling money, let alone copyright. The only idea is to let more people know this story, let Zhen Fei is famous, that's their whole concept of publishing a book.It can be regarded as a common problem among literati, and fame is more important than profit.

When Zhen Fei heard this, his only reaction was to roll his eyes.He knew his own affairs, the story didn't even have a context, it was miscellaneous, and there were even some parts that didn't match the preamble and the afterword. If it was released, it would only be embarrassing.Of course, if he really remembered the entire book, even if the child didn’t mention it, he could still think of publishing it and selling it for money. A while ago, for his own expertise and future money, he had worried a lot, but this One is really not feasible.Of course, you can't say that with your mouth, otherwise you won't offend one or two.

"These are all stories I've heard and made up together. How can anyone read them? That's you, don't dislike my rough story, or you'll laugh at me."

Look, what a humble child.By the way, it also made other children feel that they are very loyal, and their faces are very happy.

"Brother Zhen, your story is really good. I didn't even know that tigers live on the mountains. They are so strange. Why do they have to eat people when they are hungry? Can't they be full? I I heard that there are a lot of prey in the mountains and forests, wolves, sheep, so many, so many, can’t they support one of them? Or is he not as powerful as wolves? It’s really strange.”

"That's right, you know a lot of things, and that grasshopper is also very beautiful. I've never seen it before. I told my father that when the weather is warmer, let him take me to the Zhuangzi too. I also want to See how those grasshoppers live."

"What's so interesting about these, I said, it's still fun to play sepak takraw. After a while, it will be the most realistic if we play a game."

"It's good to play chess, even the cards are good. The sepak takraw ball is too strenuous. I can't even lift it up after I finish playing today."

"You're really useless, you didn't grab several balls today."

"Yes, yes, next time you are playing, do you want to go home and practice well, or do you want to be a referee? Don't keep dragging your feet. Today I was pasted with three blank papers. It's really embarrassing."

"You can't, I like sepak takraw very much. How about I go back and practice on my own, ah, no, how can I practice alone? Why don't you come to my house to practice next time? After you practice, you can compete?"

"You are stupid, each of our teams is drawn by lottery, who knows if we will be in the same group as you next time."

"By the way, my garden is huge, and there is a large piece of lawn at the back. It was repaired by my elder brother when he was learning how to ride a horse. Now there is still a lot of space left, just for us to play ball. Next time I go back to my house, Zhen Fei, yours The ball is broken today, I'm really sorry, next time I will let my family do it."

"My house is fine too."

"No, the pond behind your house is bigger than the grass. If the ball falls into the pond, what shall we play?"

"Still my home."

"My family, my family is bigger."

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Children are most likely to talk wrongly. They only said a few words about books and stories, and then they talked about games. It can be seen how deep the memory is for the children today, even if they are children at home. Several families, the children may not be able to play together because their birth mothers are not the same, or the age difference is too large. As a result, most of the children are still very lonely, but here, so many identities Children of similar age, status, and age get together to make it more lively and interesting, and the children can't help but look forward to it. It would be great if they could often play together.At the same time, Zhen Fei also breathed a sigh of relief. If he asked them to talk about stories, he would really have nothing to say. He talked too much today, and he always felt that his throat was a little dry.

Of course, hard work pays off, and it was this time that Zhen Fei was able to get together with these children thoroughly, initially consolidating the children's group.