I didn't intend to be a Fairy

The sun shines in from the door, casting a spot of light on the ground, and the dust dances in the air.

There is a wooden table in the room, the Taoist and the girl are sitting at two ends, each holding a book and reading.

"East house lights up West house,

"Ms. Jia weaves Luo Ling.

"The small machine and the big machine are buzzing,

"Weaving three feet and eight in one night..."

The little girl bowed her head and read aloud. Compared with the schoolboys in the school, she only didn't shake her head.

The Taoist stretched out his hands and rubbed his ears, looked at her helplessly, adjusted his posture a little, but pretended he didn't hear her, and continued to read the story with a sinking heart.

It was almost six years ago that they met by chance on the Liujiang boat, and they got together and talked for a few days. The scholar who was obsessed with stories about ghosts and ghosts told him about his hobbies, ideals and ambitions, asked him about the gods and ghosts he knew, and told him stories about a few days on the boat. Indulging in it, Song You knew at that time that sooner or later he would see his works.

It is today.

Song You looked carefully.

After turning a few pages, I saw a familiar story, which I had heard with my own ears from the scholar named Fu on the boat.

After the book was written, there were naturally some changes, not only from oral to written text, the difference between vernacular and classical Chinese, some stories also optimized the narrative structure, made deletions and additions, and some added the author's comments and texts. Emotional, thought-provoking reading. But today's Taoists read it, and it is more familiar, like a hook, hooking out the memory of six years ago.

In a trance, the voice of the unrestrained and unrestrained scholar seemed to resound in his heart along with the words in front of him. Accompanied by the sound of splashing water, the sound of apes on both sides of the river, and occasionally singing by boatmen, Song You seemed to have returned to the Liujiang River six years ago. On the boat, sitting on the bow, together with Empress Sanhua, listening to the storytelling by the scholar next to her.

In addition, these strange stories are carefully selected by the scholar, and they are often more than just "weird", they can either reflect the customs of a time and place, or have their own wit, and the Taoist can't help but smile when he reads them .

"There are many daughters on the banks of the Zhang River. They don't make a living, they just laugh and sing. With yellow grass sticks around their waists, they go up the tree to pull the wild magpie's nest. There is a bag of dandelion in the wild magpie's nest. Take it home to grandma to watch. Put it in the pot and cook it. Grandma was so angry that she was sweating, sweating, sweating, sweating, sweating..."

Sanhua Niangniang is self-taught without a teacher, and her reading is rhythmic.

But after reading it, she couldn't help scratching her head.

The nursery rhymes are easy to understand. Mistress Sanhua has been able to read and write for several years. She can understand the meaning by half reading and half guessing. I just think the songs here are interesting to read, and if they are interesting, they are interesting. Mistress Sanhua also does this kind of thing, and often does it.

It's just that other villains do the same thing...

I thought only the woman next door would do that.

Looking up, the Taoist is holding a book and is also concentrating on it. From that look, the book in his hand seems to be more interesting than nursery rhymes.

Mistress Sanhua stared at him for a long time, then she couldn't help but put down the book in her hand, got up and walked over slowly:

"Taoist priest, what are you looking at?"

The Taoist stopped, looked up at her, and replied:

"Book."

"what book?"

"story book."

"Does it look good?"

"It's prettier than Empress Sanhua's."

"Then why don't you show Empress Sanhua this?"

"I don't want to show it to Empress Sanhua. After I finish, I will show it to Empress Sanhua."

"What about those books?"

"Those books are for children. Both adults and children can read them. It's just that children should read books that children should read. This will help Empress Sanhua grow up."

"oh……"

But the little girl still walked over, walked behind him, grabbed the clothes on his back with one hand, and grabbed his sleeves with the other, both hands were small, and poked half of her head out from beside his arm, opening her eyes. With rounded eyes, he stared at the book in his hand seriously, without taking his eyes off it.

If you don't understand, just ask the priest.

Sometimes the Taoist turned the page after reading it, and she turned it back.

After looking at it like this, I found that the books read by Taoist priests seemed to be much better-looking than hers.

At this time, the light at the door dimmed, and Nv Xia Wu easily carried a long couch, stepped in through the door carefully, and saw them when she turned her head: "Where are you going to put it... yo, are you reading?"

"Yes, I bought a few elementary school books for Empress Sanhua to read, and I also bought a storybook written by an old friend to pass the time in my spare time." The Taoist put down the book and stood up, and the little girl followed him. Straighten your body, raise your head and stare at the woman, "Just put it here."

"Don't you need to move it up for you?"

"It's not heavy, we can move it up by ourselves."

"Fine."

Wu Xia didn't hesitate, she put down the couch from her shoulders, walked over in two steps, picked up the book on the table, looked at the front and back, and then looked at the Taoist and the girl: "You guys will enjoy it... ..."

"There are few things in winter, and the weather is very cold. It is an elegant thing to bask in the sun or roast the stove, make tea and read a book."

"What does this book teach?"

"I can't teach many things, but I can help you to read and write sentences, understand cultural history, and memorize a few simple poems."

"Learn words and make sentences..."

Wu Xia couldn't help but nodded, thinking it was a good thing, so she said, "Empress Sanhua only has one pair of eyes, so she can't read so much at once. I'm busy recently, so lend me a copy."

"Woman, please."

"But this is for children." Empress Sanhua said seriously to the woman.

"fine."

Wu Xia waved her hand casually: "My level of knowledge is not necessarily higher than yours, and I'm afraid I can't read as many characters as you. This is exactly what I need."

"Oh, then you can take it." The little girl said immediately, "Don't break it for me, it cost a lot of money."

"Miss Sanhua is very powerful. If a heroine encounters a word she doesn't know or something she doesn't understand, she can come and ask Mistress Sanhua for advice." The Taoist smiled, "Miss Sanhua doesn't know her either, so you can come and ask me."

"!"

Before Nvxia Wu said anything, the little girl took the lead and held her breath.

Wuxia herself was also taken aback, but she glanced at the Taoist priest, then at the little girl beside him who suddenly became serious and stared at her, and suddenly smiled: "Okay, if I have For words I don’t know or places I don’t understand, I’ll ask Empress Sanhua, and let Empress Sanhua be my little teacher.”

Little teacher?

The little girl froze in place, her whole body stiffened, and she stared at the woman expressionlessly, but she couldn't help but took a deep breath, her small chest bulging.

"Then I'll take this book of hundred surnames, it's simple."

"good."

"I'll bring you a rocking chair later."

"We have a long couch, so let's leave the rocking chair to the heroine."

"I bought another one."

"also."

Wu Xia took the book and left.

When I got to the door, I couldn't help turning around, and said with a smile to the little girl: "Then Mistress Sanhua has to study hard, don't wait until I come to ask for advice, Mistress Sanhua is a teacher, but she can't help me."

After speaking, he walked out directly.

The little girl slowed down for a while, before she came back, she didn't know what to think, she mechanically turned her head towards the Taoist priest, and then asked, "Is Empress Sanhua going to become a teacher?"

"What's wrong?"

"Can a cat be an adult's teacher?" The little girl looked serious and couldn't believe it.

"Miss Sanhua's words are wrong."

The Taoist smiled and shook his head, and said leisurely: "As the saying goes, there is no priority in learning, and the master is the teacher. Since I met Sanhua Empress, I have also learned a lot from Sanhua Empress. Now Sanhua Empress Through my cleverness, wit, diligence and eagerness to learn, my attainments in book learning far surpass Wu Xia, so I can naturally be Wu Xia's teacher in some aspects, just like teaching her to read and write."

"hiss……"

Can be a teacher?

The little girl was almost out of breath.

Who would have thought that a small cat can not only own a big horse, but also be a teacher for others?

There is no priority in learning, and the master is the teacher?

How can a Taoist speak so well...

At this time, I heard the voice of my Taoist priest again:

"It's just..."

With a swipe, Empress Sanhua turned her head and stared at him:

"only!!"

"It's just that Miss Wu is an adult after all, and she just doesn't know or write some words and famous sayings. In fact, she has come into contact with quite a few in her daily life. Now she has taken away hundreds of surnames, just a book of narration. The world's surnames, books to help people recognize characters, Wu Xia must have heard the characters but did not know them, asked Sanhua Empress, Sanhua Empress will definitely be able to answer, but I think she will learn quickly." Taoist I couldn't help but think for her from the perspective of Mistress Sanhua, "But after she finishes reading this Three Character Classic, she will go to other books. Children's songs are okay, especially Thousand Character Classics and Thousand Family Poems..."

"..."

The little girl couldn't help but frown upon hearing this, her hands clenched into fists, feeling a little urgency and sorrow.

This is how to do ah……

At this time, I heard my Taoist priest say:

"If she asks Empress Sanhua how to read it and what it means with the words on the Thousand Characters and the poems on the Thousand Family Poems in a few days, but Empress Sanhua can't answer it, wouldn't it be, oh..."

"!"

The little girl opened her eyes wide.

His fists were clenched instantly.

Fortunately, there is a Taoist reminder! Almost made a fool of myself!

It has to be an adult who is thoughtful!

"Where is Empress Sanhua going?"

"Read a book!"

"Don't you want to read my book?"

"Don't read it!"

"Why?"

"I'll look at mine first!"

"Hey, Empress Sanhua, you should know that there is a limit to everything. Although reading is different from spiritual practice, it is the best. It must be done step by step. Don't forget to eat and sleep." Song You picked up his book while flipping through it bitterly After reading, Mistress Sanhua said with a serious face, "I know Mistress Sanhua is hard-working and studious, and she is a rare genius in the world, but please also pay attention to rest."

"knew!"

Empress Sanhua knew it well.

At this time, the light at the door dimmed again.

Wu Xia was bringing in a rocking chair, and happened to hear their conversation, but she couldn't help but wrinkled her facial features, and turned her head to look at this person, as if she hadn't seen this face of this person until today.

Wu Xia shook her head, put down the rocking chair and left.

"..."

The Taoist naturally saw her gaze, but he didn't care. He shook his head and continued to read.

Looking at it, I saw myself.

This one is called "Meeting Immortals in the Liujiang River".

For the next few days, it has been like this.

It's just that the good weather left quickly, and there was a continuous winter rain outside the door. The rain and fog, the cold air rising, shrouded the streets of Changjing for hundreds of years. It's another feeling for Hua Niangniang to explain the obscure book and bake some dried fruit and rice cakes to eat.

Sometimes I don't want to get up, just read in bed.

Tong'er bought breakfast on his own initiative, and he couldn't stop it.

The trip to the north is a god in the eyes of others, and returning to Changjing is the day of the gods in the hearts of Taoists.