whale wave

In the clay pot, there was a brown cricket. It was big, strong and loud, and it kept calling without teasing it with a piece of grass.Chen Yu's room is warm and quiet, and it seems to be a comfortable nest.

Chen Yu just looked at it, listened to it calling, and fed some vegetables and leaves, and found it quite interesting. In winter, such lively crickets are rare.

"Xiao Lang-jun, take the medicine first, and it won't be too late to see it later."

Mo Yu came in with a bowl of soup, seeing Chen Yu still standing by the cricket pot, he said with a smile.

Chen Yu held a stick of grass in his hand, and the tiny tassels swayed. He fiddled with the back of his hand and said, "Moyu, my feet are no longer sore." Moyu put the soup on the table, went to fetch a pill, and coaxed Said: "Eat another one, don't eat it."

The pill is not big, tastes bitter, but has a fragrance. I don't know which medicines are used to make it.The medicine box that holds it is different from the usual medicine boxes. At first glance, I thought it was a treasure box.

Chen Yu took the medicine with soup, frowning from the bitterness, and took several sips of the sweet soup to neutralize the bitterness of the pills.

"The medicine given by Doctor Fan is always like this. It smells fragrant and tastes bitter." Seeing the way he took the medicine, Mo Yu knew that it was really difficult to get into his throat. She wiped the water stains at the corners of Chen Yu's mouth with a towel, and comforted him: "I don't know how many fragrant medicines are mixed into these pills. Bitterness is bitterness, and good medicine tastes bitter."

The slight bitterness in his mouth was covered by sweetness, and Chen Yu also forgot its bitterness.

Chen Yu went to see his crickets, it was a new thing, and he was in high spirits.In the clay pot, the cricket is shaking its whiskers and rubbing its front feet in the fine sand. It is still calling, as if it is tireless.

Moyu was not used to having a cricket screaming in her ear all the time, so she shook her head and said, "Han Jiulang sent a bug king, it screams really loudly."

Chen Yu smiled and closed the lid of the pot. He held the clay pot and climbed onto the bed. When he was not going to school, he was bored at home. Fortunately, there was a cricket for company.Yesterday, Han Jiulang came to see Chen Yu and gave him such a cricket when he knew he was sick.

Han Jiulang is a well-known dandy in the west of the city, and he has a lot of insects and birds in his hands.

Chen Yu lay on the bed, quietly waiting for the crickets to eat, and fell asleep before he knew it.He has had a lot of dreams recently, and he often feels tired. In addition, his legs and feet are sometimes sore and weak, so he often does not go to school.

Mo Yu tiptoed over, took away the cricket pot, and helped Chen Yu cover the quilt. She sat by the bed and looked at Chen Yu who was asleep.Seeing that there was sweat on Chen Yu's forehead, Mo Yu took out the silk scarf to wipe it, but when the silk scarf was retracted, it smelled the fragrance on it.

Probably because of the medicine, but I don't know which medicinal materials the pill is made of.

In the afternoon, Chen Yu woke up, lying on the bed, watching the raccoons playing outside the window, Mo Yu led Su Yi in, Su Yi called him: "Ah Yu, I'm here to see you."

Holding the pencil case and books in her hands, Su Yi obviously came to Chen's house to find friends before she returned home after school.

"Mister said you were sick, are you okay?" Su Yi's round face moved closer to Chen Yu, and looked at him carefully, but she didn't see the little friend's sick face, but only saw the smile on his face.

"The day before yesterday I went to the Chunfeng Building with my dad to watch a movie. When I went downstairs, I suddenly couldn't walk, and my feet had no strength. The doctor told me to rest at home, and I will go to school in a few days." Chen Yu still smiled when he said it, to the child As far as I am concerned, it is always fun not to go to school.

Su Yi stared at Chen Yu's legs seriously, even though those two legs were covered with a quilt, she couldn't see clearly at all.

"Will it hurt?" Su Yi asked.

"It doesn't hurt." Chen Yu lifted the quilt and showed Su Yi his legs.

"No one talks to me when you're not here. Going to school is so boring." Su Yi still hopes to have friends to accompany him, because he is a fat man, he will inevitably be bullied in the library, and he doesn't like reading, so going to school is for him , is really no fun.

Su Yi began to complain to Chen Yu that Chu San snatched the rice crackers and snail crisps he brought to the library to eat, and the husband caught people to recite them, and he forgot his words halfway through the recitation, and was slapped three times by the husband.

After finishing speaking, Su Yi showed Chen Yu his palms. His hands were fleshy, but they could still be seen to be a little red and swollen.

"Have you taught the new text, sir?" Chen Yu was a little afraid that if he went back to study, if he couldn't recite the text, he would be punished.

Su Yi took out his book, and said to Chen Yu with a bitter face: "I'm teaching 'Yong can also use the south', and I have to recite it, which is long and difficult to remember."

Chen Yu lowered his head to look, and when he saw the above words, he knew them all, thinking in his heart, it's okay, it's okay.

As long as Chen Yu's friends come, Mo Yu will prepare some snacks. When she brings the snacks, she is a little surprised to see two children discussing with textbooks.

Mo Yu couldn't read, so Chen Yu asked Su Yi about some words he didn't understand. After all, Mr. Wei had only taught them in class, but Su Yi was a scumbag, so it would be good for him to be able to read. How could he understand the meaning of words.

"It would be great if Ah Leftover was here." Chen Yu muttered to himself.

Zhao Yousheng is two years older than him, and they have a deep knowledge of religion, but he understands everything that Chen Yu doesn't understand.

Chen Yu has been recuperating at home recently, but Chen's father forbids him to go out, and he has not been to Zhao's house for several days.The last time You Sheng came to see him, he was sleeping again, and the two of them didn't speak.

"The more I ask questions, the more I will tell you." Su Yi felt ashamed and felt that she was too stupid.His home and Yuechengxin's home are neighbors, and Chengxin reads well.

"Mr. Xiaolang, why don't you ask Han Jiulang, he is here today." Mo Yu saw Han Jiulang loitering in the house from time to time, and this man ran to Chen's house every day.

In the next yard, the ignorant Han Jiulang took a small bamboo utensil to feed the parrots in the cage. He suddenly felt his nose itchy, sneezed, and said, "Maybe Hui Niang is thinking about me."

Hui Niang, a handsome singer in the tea house in the west of the city, can play all kinds of musical instruments, and she is very funny.

Chen Fan flipped through the monthly account in front of the desk without raising his head. He was a man of few words, and Han Jiulang, who got along well with him, developed the habit of talking to himself.

"Xiao Cuicui, is she being bullied by Hualizi again, why doesn't she eat food, and doesn't talk to Daddy?"

The parrot in the cage didn't bother to pay attention to Han Jiulang, turned his head aside, and let him babble.

"Let's listen to it: Yuanwai is a prosperous city, rich and prosperous." Han Jiulang did not give up, holding a birdcage to coax a bird to say auspicious words.

Chen Fan raised his head, thought he was annoying, and said to him: "It's so leisurely, why not go for a stroll outside the courtyard and take the birdcage away." Han Jiulang knew that he disliked him, so he glanced at him, looked at the ledger in his hand, and replied Said: "You are so boring, I will go to the east courtyard to see Xiaoyu."

Chen Fan put away the paired account book, explained a few words to Director Shi who was waiting at the side, and sent the person out in person.He has recently started to participate in the family business. The Chen family has a shipyard in Fashi Port, which is handed over to someone else to run it. This Director Shi is the person who manages it on his behalf.

When Chen Fan came back, he saw that Han Jiulang was still playing with the birds in his room, and said to him: "I'm not going to the east courtyard." Han Jiulang covered the bird cage with cloth, hung it to a place sheltered from the wind, and turned around and said, "It's just the same as the bird cage." Go, he has been ill for two days, as an elder brother, you should visit him."

Chen Fan frowned. He looked displeased with his hands behind his back. He looked like his father Chen Duanli. In fact, the two were very similar in appearance and personality.

Han Jiulang said to himself: "Xiao Yu is so good, I'd rather trade three younger brothers for one of him."

This may be what Han Jiulang is thinking. The Han family has a large population, and the number of children is so large that they all rank up to the [-]th Lang. In the big house, a group of brats are making trouble every day.

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Professors of religious studies are often professors of state studies. This type of person is knowledgeable, even a famous master of Confucianism, which is naturally different from the teachers in private academies and small libraries.However, no matter how good the teachers are, the Zongxue students are still mixed.

In today's quiz, the students handed in their written articles one after another. During the exam, students who don't usually study hard will scratch their heads. After all, hand over the shitty articles to the professor, and they can't just walk away. , had to stand aside, waiting for the professor to review.

Zhao Zhuangdie's article was suppressed by the professor, and he waited for a long time, knowing something was wrong.Together with Zhuang Die, there were three other students who were "punished to stand" and Zhao Jidao was among them.Zhao Jidao was ignorant and indifferent, while Zhuang Die was a little thin-skinned and lowered his head.

Zhao Yousheng took a long time to hand in the article, but he actually wrote it long ago.Yu Shengben wanted to wait aside, but the professor glanced at Wenwen and immediately called him to a stop.

The professor bowed his head to read, and the speed was definitely ten lines at a glance. He raised his head and praised: "You Sheng has made great progress in his studies recently, thank you for your encouragement."

Zhao Yousheng saluted and replied: "Students, remember, thank you for your teaching."

When Zhuang Die heard the conversation between the two, she was surprised and opened her mouth wide.Of course, it doesn't mean that You Sheng can't read, this guy is smart and can learn everything quickly.

You Sheng left the classroom, met Duan He in Panchi, chatted with him, and the two waited for Zhuang Die.

Most of the students had already left, and Zhuang Die came out after a long time, with his head downcast and his round face flushed.The professor is a gentle man, he doesn't know how to swear, and he is not good at humiliating others. Zhuang Die feels ashamed and ashamed.

Zhao Jidao also came out and left with his companions, they talked and laughed all the way without paying attention.

"I really want my master to boast one day. It's really a shame to be with those people." Zhuang Die touched her face, no, she's still burning with embarrassment.

Duanhe said: "It's not too late to mend the situation."

Zhuang Die said: "I used to be accompanied by Ah Surplus, and I haven't felt so ashamed."

"Oh." You Sheng raised his brows, "How can I remember, I was punished by the master to stand with you just once."

Duanhe rubbed his chin and said, "That's right, although Yousheng's article is not very good, it's not bad either."

"It's not too late to mend it, tell me about it." Zhuang Die tugged on Duanhe's sleeve, very annoyed.

There is no shortcut to study, Zhao Duanhe is also unlucky, stay at Zhuang Die's house, teach him how to make a fuss.Zhuang Die's elder brother, Zhao Zhuangkun, was not good at studying, and even their father did not pass the scientific examination to become an official. However, their family is closer to the current emperor, relying on the legacy of their ancestors, and they will be awarded official positions without passing the imperial examination.

Zhao Zhuangkun was not yet old enough to become an official, so he stayed at home. He had no other hobbies, but loved to play with knives and sticks. He worked very hard, and practiced every morning and evening.

Under the gaze of Duanhe, Zhuang Die sat in front of the desk and thought hard about the article. He bit the tip of his pen and didn't write a few lines. The old brother Zhuang Kun waved a wooden stick in the courtyard and yelled loudly, which made him distracted. .

Zhao Youcheng leaned against the window of the study with his chest folded, watching Zhao Zhuangkun juggling a stick, his face raised, his two long legs crossed, the morning sun shone on him, his appearance was leisurely and free and easy.

"You Sheng, come here!" Zhao Zhuangkun threw a long stick at You Sheng.

Zhao Youcheng reached out to catch the long stick, stood up, and walked towards Zhuang Kun. Their vigorous bodies cast long reflections on the ground.

Zhao Yousheng's father is also a man who loves martial arts, he knows how to use sticks and guns, and under the "influence" of his father, his son is also interested in this aspect.

Emperor Tai=Emperor relied on force to dominate the country, and was able to rule the world. However, there are not many eldest sons who practice martial arts, and the concept of rude and ignorant martial arts is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The author has something to say: Director: The two will meet soon.