After dressing as a widow

Standing opposite to the head of the Qianhong Opera Troupe, Lin Zhen had a bright smile, her eyes were slightly round and curled up at the end of her eyes, her nose was straight, her lips were slightly plump, and her face was not a gaudy oval face, but rather clear and beautiful The pure and small round face, combined with the beautiful eyebrows and eyes, creates a unique temperament that is contradictory and attractive.

He really couldn't see a son as old as Gu Shuanzi.

The head of the Qianhong Opera Troupe sighed inwardly, if the Miaozi he had cultivated for many years had such an appearance, and with the script of "Mei Niang", he would be sure to go to Kyoto.

But it's a pity that although Boss Lin is a brother, he is not lacking in heart and means. He is doing well in this small town, and he will never become a character.

After getting what he wanted, the old man left quickly.

After getting this windfall, Lin Zhen took the silver and put it away in the backyard room, and patted the box that couldn't close the lid: "Thank you, good friend~"

Relying on that unfounded friend, he can have a big fat year this year.

Early the next morning, Lin Zhen, who was already used to getting up early, lifted the quilt and got up without looking at the sky outside, and shared a room with him, but Lin Xiaoyao, who was sleeping outside, was also making the quilt. He then said: "Brother, on the way back from school, send Shuanzi to school and buy me two vegetarian steamed buns. I don't want to eat noodles today."

The family is in the noodle business, this month almost every day to cook noodles, or fried rice with eggs, Lin Xiaoyao was a little scared.

If this idea had been put before him, he wouldn't even dare to think about it, it would be nice to have something to eat.

Lin Zhen yawned: "Okay, I even bought pillars and stones by the way."

"By the way," he suddenly remembered, "What happened to Zhuzi yesterday, his face was so ugly, don't be sick."

Lin Xiaoyao bit her lips: "Third brother, although Zhuzi's work is better than before, I feel that he is really uncomfortable. He can't sleep every night, and sometimes he keeps his eyes open until dawn."

Lin Zhen didn't expect Lin Zhuzi's symptoms to be so serious. A ten-year-old child is in a critical period of physical and psychological development, how can he not sleep every day.

He thought for a while and said, "I'll send Shuan Zi to the school later and come back to find him in person, don't worry about the rest."

"it is good."

Lin Zhen went to look for Gu Shuanzi after washing his face and brushing his teeth. As soon as he went to the left wing, he saw Gu Shuanzi wearing a gray robe and his hair tied with a headband of the same color and opened the door.

He was not basking in the sun every day in the shop, so he was much paler than when Lin Zhen first met him, slightly paler than light honey, and incomparable with Lin Zhen's milk-like whiteness.

But this point of whiteness made his superior eyebrows stand out, and he looked like a handsome young boy at a glance.

Lin Zhen walked over to look at the schoolbag on his shoulder: "How about it, is the schoolbag made for you by your little aunt suitable?"

The first schoolbag in my cheap son's life is of great significance. Lin Zhen wanted to make one himself when he came back yesterday.But when he found the scissors, cloth, needle and thread, he didn't know what to do. Looking at the little boy Mu Mu's face, he quickly grabbed Lin Xiaoyao to rescue him.

Although he didn't do the needlework, he drew the style of the schoolbag. It's almost the same, which makes sense.

"Appropriate." Gu Shuanzi didn't know what Xu Youda was going to teach today, so he just brought the Four Books and Five Classics with him, and the schoolbag made of cloth was a little heavy.

He looked at Lin Zhen who had packed up, put his schoolbag on the stone table in the yard, took a toothbrush and face towel to wash up, and walked out with Lin Zhen after washing.

It was still early at this time, and there was only a sliver of light as wide as a palm in the sky, but the rustling sounds from the surrounding houses could already be heard.

Those who make breakfast are the earliest to get up. Those who sell noodles, porridge, steamed buns and steamed buns have already set up their stalls, and oil lamps form small circles of light. From one end of Zhazi Street to the other end, there are stars .

Lin Zhen took Gu Shuanzi to a steamed stuffed bun shop with ease, and asked Gu Shuanzi, "How much do you want to eat, do you want some porridge?"

"Four, no porridge."

"Four?" The buns here are not small, one is as big as Lin Zhen's fist and a half. He remembered that he took Gu Shuanzi outside to change the taste, and Gu Shuanzi only ate two.

Looking at the size of his cheap son, he nodded. It is a blessing for a child to eat, and he will look better if he grows taller.

Telling the boss that he wanted five buns, Lin Zhen took the buns wrapped in oiled paper, biting them, and walked with Gu Shuanzi to Xu Youda's house in the east of the city.

Suddenly, just as Lin Zhen and Gu Shuanzi were about to reach Xu Youda's house, a child who was rushing forward with a book in his hand bumped into Lin Zhen and sat on the ground.

Lin Zhen looked at the last bite left, the minced meat that he specially saved to eat, and looked at the child who bumped into him: "Where did you fall? Does your butt hurt?"

The child who bumped into him was wearing a light yellow robe, with fair skin and a round face, looking extraordinarily soft and cute.

The child shook his head, got up and patted his buttocks, and handed over to Lin Zhen decently: "I'm sorry, I accidentally bumped into you, I will apologize to you."

He moved his mouth and looked at Gu Shuanzi: "Are you also here to read and write with Mr. Xu?"

Gu Shuanzi didn't like talking to people very much, but with Lin Zhen at the side, he restrained himself and hummed coldly.

The round-faced child immediately jumped up and said, "Then run quickly, Mr. Xu is very fierce, anyone who arrives late will be whipped!"

As he said that, he reached out and took Gu Shuanzi's hand, asking Gu Shuanzi to run with him.

Gu Shuanzi stood up with thorns all over his body, and he was about to push the round-faced boy away in almost a second, but seeing Lin Zhen's expression of comfort, he held back the strong discomfort and let the round-faced boy look at him. The child pulled himself into Xu Youda's yard.

As soon as he passed the courtyard gate, he withdrew his hand and said coldly to the round-faced child, "I don't like people touching me."

"?" The round-faced child looked at his empty hands and nodded, "Oh, then I'll just call you with my mouth next time!"

"..." Gu Shuanzi looked at the person opposite, convinced that it was someone with something in his head, and walked around the round-faced child with his schoolbag on his back to the lecture room.

The round-faced child chased after him and walked side by side with him: "My name is Huang Yuwen, what's your name?"

Gu Shuanzi ignored him, and without looking at the other people who had already arrived, he went into the wing and put his schoolbag in the case by the window, and took out "The Analects of Confucius" from it.He saw it just now, the round-faced kid was holding this book.

The round-faced child was not angry if he couldn't ask, so he sat down in front of the desk next to Gu Shuanzi, and put the book on the desk casually.

The next second, Xu Youda walked in. He looked at the ten students who were sitting in the side room plus Gu Shuanzi, and stood in the middle.

The students all stood up and saluted him as a disciple: "Master Xu is good."

"Sit down." Xu Youda has a good reputation in the town, but he only has these few students under his command. Except for Zhong Yan who didn't come, two of the other students are Tong students. They will take the three-year government examination next year. If you are a scholar, you can be exempted from taxes at home, and you will not worship officials, and you will officially become the lowest member of the scholar.

And the remaining eight are those who are not even children like Gu Shuanzi.

Xu Youda walked up to Gu Shuanzi, and said to the other students: "A new student has come to our school, and I will be classmates with you from now on. Everyone should follow the teachings of the sages, respect and love each other, and supervise each other, so that you can succeed in your studies as soon as possible. "

As Xu Youda said, he lowered his head and said to Gu Shuanzi, "Your name is a bit indecent, I'll give you a name, how about it?"

Gu Shuanzi's rustic name really didn't catch his ears. After Xu Youda finished his class yesterday, he found the teacher's invitation letter with his name on it brought by Gu Shuanzi, and he immediately wanted him to change it.

Gu Shuanzi sat at the table, raised his head and looked at him, with no intention of changing his eyes at all.

His name was given by Gu Da, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

And Lin Zhen often called him Shuanzi, even Lin Zhen never said his name was indecent.

Xu Youda was surprised by Gu Shuanzi's amazing learning ability yesterday, so he accepted him happily after seeing him. At that time, he didn't find anything wrong with the kid.

At this moment, he frowned, feeling that the hostility in the child's eyebrows was really strong, and the most important self-cultivation of a scholar could not be seen in him.

Xu Youda was a little sullen: "Since you don't change yourself, then that's all."

After speaking, turn around and go back to the front, let the students open the "Analects of Confucius", and directly continue to talk about what was said before get out of class yesterday, and tell Gu Shuanzi that the previous ones must be made up, and they can go to him for advice in spare time.

The child is very sensitive to emotions, and the other students who were also students found that the new student was a little unpopular with Mr. Xu, so they turned their heads to look at him quietly.

Huang Yuwen, an obedient child, is even more curious about Gu Shuanzi, this person is different from him!

The eight Gu Shuanzi and others who were not even pupils could go home after a morning class, and they didn't have to go in the afternoon. In the afternoon, Xu Youda would explain a little deeper knowledge to the two pupils.

Gu Shuanzi put the books in his schoolbag, walked through the rowdy wing, and walked outside the door.

Huang Yuwen hurriedly followed him, falling behind him like a small tail: "Where do you live, are we going the same way?"

Gu Shuanzi walked straight out without stopping a step, and other students who were one step behind Huang Yuwen came out and grabbed Huang Yuwen's shoulder: "You are too independent, isn't your neighbor?"

Huang Yuwen was used to being bullied, and shook his head: "I met outside Master Xu's house this morning."

"Seeing that you know him so well, do you think he's someone you know?" The one who spoke was a nine-year-old boy with an average appearance, but obviously better dressed than the others, and a jade pendant around his neck.

Suddenly, Dai Yupei's young man touched his chin: "Do you know what his name is? Why did you say that his name is indecent and you want to change his name?"

The others shook their heads. Gu Shuanzi had just left and was unfamiliar with them, so naturally they didn't know his name.

Dai Yupei's boy clapped his hands: "We don't know, Master has a roster, let's go and take a peek!"