Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 8 Accepting Apprentices

  Although Manbao recognizes a lot of words, she still can't understand too complicated stories. She can only understand these stories by feeling.

  Fortunately, these books are different from the books on Mr. Zhuang’s bookshelf, because they are in vernacular. As long as you can read the words, you may not understand them all, but probably the story is still understandable.

  Man Bao got excited, holding a book and reading with relish.

  The beginning of the book is the preface. The preface says that these stories are anecdotes handed down in ancient history, some are true, some are false, and some are half-truths and half-falses.

  But whether it is true or false, the evaluation of stories is different in each era. This book aims to study the ideology of the time and the evolution of ideology through the different evaluations of these stories in each era.

  Man Bao is still young, and every word in this preface can be understood, but he can’t understand it even if he connects it together.

  She worked hard to finish most of the article, but she couldn't understand it, so she turned back and turned to the story.

  The story is still good.

Although    wrote about the scumbag, he didn’t see the misfortune at the beginning. The first story is ranked tenth, an emperor named Kangxi.

   is talking about him raising his sons like a gu. In order to guarantee his rights, he deliberately let his sons fight and balance.

  Man Bao didn’t see how this father was bad at first, but just as a story, the system reminded her: "Do you see the fate of his sons, are they very miserable?"

  Man Bao was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "They are all princes and emperors, what's wrong with them?"

  Keke gave him an analysis, "Look, they are the princes, but most of them were banned and exiled in the end. Do you know what the ban and exile are?"

  Man Baoli said straightforwardly: "I don't know."

  The system choked for a while, and explained to her in detail the ban and exile. In the final analysis, it means going to jail and serving the sentence.

  Man Bao was stunned, "My father is the emperor, and my brother is the emperor, are they going to jail?"

   Keke said: "That's why it's a scumbag."

  Man Bao pouted, feeling that this father is indeed not very good. She watched it back and forth twice, and she also figured out the meaning of the story.

This is actually a dad who wants to keep his rights. In order to balance, he deliberately let his sons fight against each other, and finally banned three sons, and then he chose a son to be the emperor, and the emperor’s son circled a few more times. A few of them were exiled, so his sons were miserable.

  Man Bao didn't like this story very much, and it was a headache for her to read this story. There were several names in it that she didn't recognize, so she pointed to Keke.

   Keke said, not only taught her how to pronounce the word, but also explained the meaning of the word by the way.

  Manbao turned to the next story, and then cried.

  This dad is much worse than the previous one, because he starved his daughter to death, just because his daughter picked up a piece of bread from a neighbor.

  Man Bao is still a kind-hearted child. She cried violently, and said angrily with Ke Ke: "This dad is really too bad, why is he still an upright official?"

Keke: "Generally speaking, human behaviors are diverse, and there is no exclusivity between honest officials and scumbags, so a person who is an upright official can also be a scumbag. However, this story was considered a fiction in ancient times. This involves another human behavior, that is, for a certain benefit of a certain party, you can fabricate stories that match your own interests. You are still young, and when you grow up a little bit, you will understand when you read more books. Human beings can distort the language that you think of as saints for the benefit of human beings, and this kind of thing is nothing."

Man Bao was confused and half understood. Although he knew that the story was fabricated, but the story was written so well, Man Bao decided to hate him. The little girl was about the same age as her, and she was starved to death. How uncomfortable.

  Man Bao's eyes were red from crying.

  Mr. Zhuang came back from get out of class. As soon as the system swept people to the door, he immediately confiscated the book in Man Bao's hand. So Mr. Zhuang seemed to see Man Bao sitting alone on the steps crying with red eyes.

  Mr. Zhuang’s grandson is also a little older than Man Bao. He loves her the most on weekdays. He feels so distressed for a while, he walks two steps forward and asks softly: "Man Bao, who is bullying you?"

  Man Bao wiped his tears and grabbed Mr. Zhuang’s sleeves, raised his head and asked: "Sir, are you a good father?"

  Mr. Zhuang was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Man Bao, my grandson is older than you. Even in terms of seniority, he should be his grandfather."

   "Woo, sir, are there many bad fathers in this world who bully children?"

  Mr. Zhuang asked: "Did your father scold you?"

  Man Bao shook his head, "My father is kind to me, he is not a bad father."

  Mr. Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Man Bao. Knowing that she was still young, he sat next to her and asked patiently, "Then why do you ask such a thing?"

"I saw a story about an upright official who had little food in his house and his daughter was hungry. The neighbor gave her a piece of bread when he saw it. His daughter ate it. He knew that he would be angry later, so he gave her a piece of cake. Locked up and starved to death."

  Mr. Zhuang's cheek twitched and said, "Where is there such an official?"

Man Bao insisted: "That's right. The book also said that it was an era when girls were very strict. What kind of form in that era was that girls showed their ankles and told men to marry each other when they saw it. If you can’t marry, you’ll have to commit suicide.”

  Mr. Zhuang frowned. Even if he knows that he can’t be true to children, such books shouldn’t be read by children of his age, lest he will teach him bad temperament.

But the other party has already seen that Mr. Zhuang can only refute the content of the book, "That's right, such an official is also a man of reputation. He is called an upright official, and his name is not true. It is just a piece of pie, so why is it that if you are honest and honest, you can pay back the neighbors? That's it."

"As for the foreign man, that is even more nonsense. The foreign man is what I belong to you, and the students in the school belong to you. Although there are differences between men and women, they should not be strictly guarded to this point. If there is, That's not a lunatic, but a devil."

Mr. Zhuang said: "The latter is madness. I really think so. The former did it deliberately and exchanged his daughter's life for a reputation. For such a person, you will hide as far as you want in the future. But I never Having heard of such a story, where do you think it?" So that he could confiscate it.

  Man Bao immediately said: "It's a book called "Ten Evil Fathers in History"."

  "Since it is history, it must be recorded. I don't know which dynasty and generation of the upright official you mentioned earlier?"

  "A person from the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty."

  Mr. Zhuang couldn’t help laughing out loud, touching her little head and saying: “It can be seen that it’s all made-up characters’ experiences. How can there be any Ming Dynasty in this world?”

  Man Bao blinked, but still believed in Keke, and asked it in his heart: "Keke, there is no history? You lied to me?"

The system that has been silent has actually produced a pleasant emotion. It said: "No, host, there is no bright in your space, it does not mean that there is no other space, not now, does not mean that there will be no in the future, just like me, this space, this era , And only you own me, but in the era of my inventor, I was not uncommon. I dare not say that I have one, but as long as I have money and are willing to buy one, everyone can buy one."

  Man Bao seemed to understand, but still summed up her own understanding, that is, Ke Ke did not lie, but Mr. Zhuang was right, so she decided to listen to both.

  She looked up at Mr. Zhuang, and asked, "Mr. Do you know any bad father in our history?"

Mr. Zhuang asked, "Why are you interested in this? You know, the son never tells the father. Even if there is something wrong with the father, few people will publicize the matter to the world and make the father lose face and the family. What good is it for yourself if you lose your face?"

As soon as Manbao was in a daze, Mr. Zhuang simply took this to give her a courtesy, and then said: "Manbao, you are a smart child. I know you love to read. If so, then study hard, "A Thousand Characters" You have finished studying "The Analects", now it is time to learn "The Analects". When the "Analects" is finished, the teacher will tell you about the "Rite"."

  Man Bao was stunned, and the system couldn’t help reminding her: "Host, thank you teacher?"

  Man Bao returned to his senses and immediately knelt to the ground, "Sir, teacher!"

  Man Bao knocked his head at Mr. Zhuang.

  Mr. Zhuang had a moment of regret when she spoke, but seeing her kneeling on the ground and calling him teacher with joy, the trace of regret disappeared again.

  Forget it, although she is a female apprentice, she is smart, cute, and consolation.

  Mr. Zhuang helped the child up and said: "Go back and tell your parents what happened today."

   "Why, didn't the teacher never let me tell my parents about this matter?"

  Mr. Zhuang touched her head and said: "Since you are asked to bow down, naturally you have to be justified."

  Mr. Zhuang touched her head and sighed faintly, and forgot to confiscate her book.

  The first time I saw Man Bao, she was just a little girl who had just been able to stand up on the wall. It seemed that she was only eight or nine months old, and she was barely able to stand on the wall.

  Little Qian came to cook, because she just took the job, she cherished it very much. She always came early, not only to clean the inside and out, but also to chop wood for cooking and cook.

  So I couldn’t help but neglect the child. Man Bao climbed to the threshold of the classroom, turned over and held the door to listen to his lecture.

  At first, Mr. Zhuang was a little angry, thinking that Xiao Qian's can't do anything, so he put down the book and hugged her and went to find Xiao Qian's.

  I wanted Xiao Qian to take care of her child, but saw that she was chopping wood with an axe and sweating profusely.

Mr. Zhuang would be invited by the white landlord to teach in such a mountain village. Naturally, his family is not rich and expensive. In fact, he also came from such a poor family.

  In the memory, his mother took him like this, so Mr. Zhuang hesitated, did not call Xiao Qian, turned around and carried Man Bao back, and let her sit on the threshold.

  Fortunately, this child is also good. She sits on the threshold without crying or making trouble. She eats as soon as she feeds. Seeing the students read aloud, she also talks to herself.

  Later, the first word she said was "Mr.", and Mr. Zhuang insisted on this statement.

  This kid is really smart. As soon as a one-year-old kid can talk, she read "Heaven and Earth Xuan Huang..." with the students.

  The youngest student he teaches is six years old, read it ten times, remember it, and then forget it again the next day, but the little head of this child remembers it clearly.

  Of course, she can only yell and can’t recognize words.

  So Mr. Zhuang copied a thousand-character essay and gave it to her.

  Later, Mr. Zhuang liked her even more, because he found that Man Bao not only endorsed the letters quickly, but also called them unforgettable, and recognized the words quickly.

After facing    several times, she can remember the word.

  How can such a smart, cute, and kind child not be a boy?

  Mr. Zhuang regretted more than once.

   Then he could not help but teach her, teach her to read, teach her the truth, and specially find some books to practice calligraphy, and then send the manuscript to her for her collection.

   Although the words to accept her as a disciple were suddenly spoken, but this thought was not a day or two, but because she was a girl, she hesitated.

  In fact, he is just a scholar who was dropped out of the government school. His knowledge is limited, so why bother to mind those false names too much?

  Is it really going to be like the bad father in her mouth?

  Mr. Zhuang rubbed Man Bao’s head more vigorously, and made up his mind: "You go to your sister-in-law now, and let your parents choose a good day to bring you home."

  Man of treasures left in confusion.

  (End of this chapter)