After dressing as a widow

Back home, Lin Zhen told Father Lin and Father Lin about his plan to send Gu Shuanzi to school. At that time, the whole room was eating, and they all looked at him and Gu Shuanzi in surprise.

Lin Zhendao: "In the past year of doing Mala Tang business, my father and father have also seen it. Except for me, the only one who can settle accounts is Xiaoyao."

"But when you're busy, Xiaoyao doesn't count. You have to think about it slowly. It can be seen that there are many people who are capable of physical work, but few people are good at mental work."

"Not to mention the accountants in the restaurants and shops in the town who settle accounts. They just make plans and fiddle with beads for a month, and they have two taels of clean money."

Lin Zhen spoke out his plan: "I didn't send Shuanzi to the school to ask him to take the exam for a young scholar, as long as he can read the documents and know some simple principles."

Brother Lin and Second Brother Lin knew that Gu Shuanzi had even bought pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the way, so naturally they wouldn't say anything to disappoint him.

Besides, Gu Shuanzi was Lin Zhen's stepson, and they had nothing to say about Lin Zhen's plan for Gu Shuanzi.

Father Lin opened his mouth and said: "Zhener, I also want to say it in front of Shuanzi, do you know how much money and effort it takes to support a scholar?"

"You are young. I don't know that there used to be a family in our village. The man was a carpenter and he did a good job. He often went to the town and Fucheng to make furniture for the big family. When he came back, he sent the only son of the family to study with the husband. "

"This study lasted for seven or eight years. It was sent to take the exam, and it was to invite a good husband, but the child was in his 20s and still didn't get anything. He married a wife and stayed at home all day long. Open your mouth."

"In the end, his father died of an illness, and the family had no income. First, he sold the land and fields, then the houses and houses, and finally even the young wife was pawned off, and he was still dreaming of being admitted to the Lao Shizi boy student."

"Really, you have to think about it. You are young and can still make money, but you won't be able to make money all your life. What will you do by then?"

It doesn't matter if Father Lin is selfish or only thinks about his son, all he thinks about from before to now is that Lin Zhen will live the rest of his life in peace and stability.

Besides, there are no children in the village who are studying, and those children have grown up well.

Lin Zhen knew Father Lin very well, and he knew what he was thinking from what he said. This was not a problem of Father Lin alone, but a common problem of people who could only struggle to live.

Including the other people in this room, they must have similar thoughts. They don't think that Gu Shuanzi can change anything by reading this book, and they don't think there is any harm in not reading.

Anyway, that's how everyone lives, isn't it?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhen first let go of his previous thought of persuading his elder brother to call Zhuzi to read a few words, and took Apa Lin's hand: "I know that Apa is doing it for me and Shuanzi, but After buying everything, it would be a waste to keep it at home, let Shuanzi read it first."

"It's not that everyone is that stupid scholar who only knows how to study and has no masculinity. Maybe Shuanzi is lucky, and after reading it, he can find a leisurely job in the town's prefecture?"

"At that time, I will wait for him to support me."

"You," after so long, Father Lin knew that what he just said was in vain, and his son didn't know who he followed. "Then where do you plan to send Shuanzi to study?"

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Lin Zhen was confused by this question. He was not the original owner. He has been here for more than a year and has been doing business. He doesn't know where there are teachers and who can teach well.

He scratched his head, and leaned over to ask Papa Lin: "I haven't heard any news from here before, Daddy, please tell me."

Father Lin rolled his eyes at him, and couldn't help but smiled lightly: "Finally, there is something you can't make up your mind about."

"There are many things that I can't make up my mind about, why don't I ask daddy?"

"Slippery," Father Lin patted his hand, and said, "If you look closer, there is a teacher in Liushu Village, which is the closest to our village, but that teacher is a bit old, and the number of students admitted in recent years has become more and more serious. Not much, and he is from Willow Village, so he is not dedicated to the students other than Willow Village, so Shu Xiu should be a little more."

Liushu Village is the village where Lin’s second sister-in-law Zhao Xiu’s family lives. Because of the real example of Zhao Xiu’s family’s bumper harvest, many people came to learn composting this year.

Lin Zhen became interested when he heard that he was close to Liyu Village, and he was not afraid of being older. He turned to ask Second Sister Lin, "Second Sister, do you know that old gentleman? How is his knowledge and teaching?"

The old man had been in the village for many years, Zhao Xiu had naturally seen him, he said: "That old man has a bad temper, most of the people who went to school with him went back home one after another."

As for knowledge, Zhao Xiu was illiterate and never went to school, so he didn't know what was good knowledge and what was bad knowledge.

But Lin Zhen had given up the idea of ​​sending Gu Shuanzi to Liushu Village to study from these two sentences, and had a bad temper, and those who went to study there returned home one after another.

It explained that the gentleman was impatient with the children, and he couldn't make the students interested in what he taught, so that they didn't stay.

Since he spent money, he naturally couldn't send Gu Shuanzi to waste in vain.

Lin Zhen could only ask Father Lin again: "Are there any other gentlemen from other places?"

"Naturally, there is one in the town. I heard that he passed the examination as a scholar and has good knowledge. I feel that it is not easy for my parents and wife to support me in studying, so I didn't continue the exam. I went back to the town to accept students to teach."

"But this gentleman doesn't accept all kinds of children, what can he ask for...what..."

Lin Zhen remembered the enlightenment book Thousand Characters Wen mentioned by the owner of the bookstore, and asked Aunt Lin, "Is it the Thousand Characters Classic?"

"Yes," Father Lin slapped his thigh, "It's that kind of thousand-character prose, as long as there are students who can understand the thousand-character prose, and they must not be too old."

Lin Zhen's eyes lit up. It's good to have a request. A request shows that this gentleman has ideas, not the kind of recruiting students for Shu Xiu and leaving them there to eat ashes.

With these two requirements, Gu Shuanzi fell short.

Thousand Characters, no.

It is eight years old this year.

He called Gu Shuanzi to him, "I'm going to send you to that gentleman in town, how about it?"

"I haven't studied, and I don't know how to write a thousand-character prose." Gu Shuanzi said practically, not to mention knowing those characters, in his eyes now those characters are like ghostly symbols.

Lin Zhen naturally knew that Gu Shuanzi was illiterate, he touched his nose and said, "I know, I will teach you a little bit from tomorrow until you can recite it."

Father Lin was puzzled, "When did you become literate?"

The rest of the Lin family were also at a loss. None of their family had been to school for a day, and they couldn't even eat enough. They didn't think about these things at all.

Lin Zhen talked like a gallop: "Before at Qian's house, Young Master Qian had nothing to teach all day long. He didn't like reading. He kept the pen, ink, paper and inkstone there for me to use, so he knew a little bit."

"However, it can only deal with children's enlightenment thinking books like Thousand Characters, and it won't be too deep."

The Qian family is a well-known wealthy family in the town. Young Master Qian even went to Fucheng to study, but after studying for many years, he failed even a single child, so he honestly responded to the call of Master Qian and Mrs. Qian and came back to marry a wife and have children.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zhen, a vixen who ran out halfway, snatched up the soul of Young Master Qian and entered the gate of Qian's house.

So when Lin Zhen said that he was taught by Young Master Qian, the Lin family didn't suspect it. The only chance for Lin Zhen to get in touch with scholars was Young Master Qian.

He said to Gu Shuanzi: "I will teach you when I come back from business every day. When can you memorize the Thousand-Character Classic? When can we go to the teacher and finish it?"

For some reason, when Gu Shuanzi heard that Lin Zhenzhi's calligraphy was taught by his husband, he felt inexplicably irritable.

He even had the idea of ​​not reading the Thousand-Character Classic, because Young Master Qian knew it, and he didn't learn it.

But looking into Lin Zhen's eyes, he didn't say these words, just lowered his eyes to block the emotions inside, and nodded: "Yeah."

Lin Zhen was always willing to do what he said, and as soon as he decided to teach Gu Shuanzi the thousand-character essay, he went to the cabin that night, turned on the oil lamp, sat on the bed and opened the thin booklet of the thread-bound book. Thousand Characters.

"Let's learn today..." He made a gesture, and his finger landed on the place where "clouds rise to rain, and dew turns to frost". "Learn here."

The wooden house was narrow, and the light from the oil lamp was brighter than in the dining room, pouring on him.

Gu Shuanzi sat next to him, looked at his white but not so delicate fingers: "OK."

Lin Zhen said with great interest: "Then I'll read it sentence by sentence, and when you can follow along, I'll explain to you what these words mean."

"The heaven and earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is prehistoric.

The sun and the moon are surging, and the stars are listed.

The cold comes and goes, the autumn is harvested and winter is hidden.

Run more than adult years old, Lu Lu adjusts Yang.

Clouds rise to rain, and dew turns to frost. "Note ①

After all, Lin Zhen has received many years of education, and he is also used to the modern Mandarin accent, which is softer and more rhythmic than the local accent. Every tone exudes a feeling that Gu Shuanzi does not understand, but feels inexplicably comfortable. .

He tried to memorize the tones, concentrating on them.

But after Lin Zhen read it, all he could remember was a few sporadic pronunciations, not to mention coherent, the pronunciation didn't look very similar.

Gu Shuanzi gritted his teeth involuntarily.

Lin Zhen noticed that his cheeks were tight, and knew that the child must be trying to get into a corner again, so he hurriedly said: "Just now I read it to you, now I read a sentence, and you read a sentence."

"Come, the heaven and the earth are mysterious and yellow, and the universe is prehistoric."

Gu Shuanzi looked at him and opened his mouth tentatively, "Heaven and earth, mysterious yellow, universe flood, barren."

"By the way, that's how I read it." In order to cooperate with him and strengthen his memory, Lin Zhen brought the open bookstall in front of his eyes and pointed to the eight characters just read, "This is the word Tian. We usually Don't you often say that the weather is good and the weather is bad? That's how the word Tian is written."

"There is also the word for earth. The word for earth is a little more complicated than heaven and earth. The little one in front is soil, which is soil."

"Think about it, is there soil on the ground, so the characters must be accompanied by soil..."

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Note ① Thousand-Character Text is copied.