People Are In The World Of Cultivating Immortals, And Their Apprentices Are Cute

Dongfang Xiaoxiao, who had been lazy and slept all afternoon, slowly returned home.

On the way, she counted the herbs in the bamboo basket and counted them bit by bit with her fingers. She found that another silver leaf was missing, and she couldn't help but panicked and asked Bai Muchun for help.

"What are you afraid of? Is it possible that your grandfather can still cook you?" Bai Muchun shook the goose head and said cheerfully.

Dongfang Xiaoxiao thought about it seriously and said solemnly:

"Grandpa might have cooked you because there was a shortage of dried foie gras in the pharmacy."

"…………"

Bai Muchun looked at the innocent-looking girl and couldn't complain.

If you want to eat roasted whole goose, just say it. There is no need to beat around the bush.

Dongfang Xiaoxiao was puzzled by Big Duck's strange eyes, but didn't think much about it. She looked up at the dark night and asked inexplicably:

"Da Ya Ya, what do you think if I don't collect medicine and go to school?"

"I don't know," Bai Muchun said lightly, "but if you want to study, you shouldn't tell me, but tell your grandfather."

"That's right." The girl looked down at the mud, her thoughts stopped and she stopped thinking.

At the moment, what I should be thinking about is how to explain the shortage of medicinal materials to my grandfather, rather than thinking about my studies.

When she was a child, Dongfang Xiaoxiao went to a school when she was collecting herbs. The children there all had straight faces, shaking their heads and chanting something like "Three Thousand Feet Down". She couldn't understand it, so she just watched from a distance and found it very interesting. .

After looking at it for a long time, she came back to her senses and looked at her hands. At this moment, she couldn't help but feel a little lonely and envious.

Bai Muchun suddenly spread out his white right wing and gently attached it to the girl's hair. He didn't say any words of comfort or make too many movements. He just used the soft goose feathers to provide her with some warmth at night.

Dongfang Xiaoxiao suddenly raised his head, slapped Bai Muchun's wings away, and said angrily: "Big duck, don't touch my head, I won't grow taller!"

Bai Muchun said with a venomous tongue: "As for you, you won't be able to grow taller even if I give you another ten years."

Dongfang Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth: "You have a crow's mouth!"

Bai Muchun said lightly: "I am a big white goose!"

Dongfang Xiaoxiao suddenly turned his head and stared at Bai Muchun angrily: "I want to complain to grandpa."

Bai Muchun stretched out his wings, brushed the tip of the girl's nose, and smiled: "You are reluctant to sue me, I am your friend."

The branches of the vegetation on the quiet path danced vigorously in the evening breeze, and the rustling sounds echoed in the fields along with the chirping of cicadas. They sang their last warmth, and countless fireflies stopped and fell on the branches and leaves, flickering brightly and dimly.

Defeated, the girl turned her head. Fireflies came and went in her field of vision. This weak light ignited the grass in the girl's eyes. She suddenly said in a serious voice:

"I want to study."

For the first time, the girl didn't want to follow her grandfather's instructions and study medicine step by step. She wanted to study literature. She wanted to be like the schoolchildren and say loudly the orioles singing the green willows.

"Big Duck, will you support me?"

"It's necessary, friends." Bai Muchun put his head towards the side of the girl's face and smiled.

"Well, friend." Dongfang Xiaoxiao thought for a while and then said, "I am the best friend."

The moonlight shines on the fields, caressing the tall corn stalks, and a little goose walks on the moonlit carpet in the night, laughing and enjoying it.

...........

In a small courtyard, an old man and a young child were sitting under the plane tree. The moonlight reflected the girl's nervous face.

The old blind man just held the medicinal materials in the bamboo basket hand by hand and whispered the number of medicinal materials.

Bai Muchun nestled at the girl's feet and squinted for a while; his body was so weak that just normal verbal communication would cause great mental fatigue. Now he also chose to lie down. After all, who would resist instinct? Just sleep. Sleep for a few hours.

"No more, no less, just right." The old blind man pulled the bamboo basket and asked, "Granddaughter, do you have something to say to grandpa?"

"Yes." Dongfang Xiaoxiao panicked inexplicably and said in a trembling voice, "Grandpa, I don't want to study medicine anymore."

"Then what do you want to learn?"

Dongfang Xiaoxiao didn't know where the courage came from, and his voice suddenly became louder and heroic:

"I want to study, I want to go to school!"

The old blind man froze and said calmly:

"Why, isn't it good to study medicine?"

Dongfang Xiaoxiao whispered:

"I don't like picking medicine or studying medicine. I want to sit there and study like them in school."

The old blind man pondered for a long time, then stood up and picked up the bamboo basket.

When Dongfang Xiaoxiao saw her grandfather's action, she thought there was no hope of studying.

But what she said next made her happy all night.

"Grandpa went to look for a private school nearby and signed it up for you."

Bai Muchun suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the old blind man who walked into the house.

Where are the private schools around here? It is difficult for the entire village to find a few who can write.

Bai Muchun then thought, wait a minute, am I not suitable to be a teacher in the village?

Damn it, Sword Master is your teacher, I think that brat dares to skip class.

"Xiaoxiao, it may take a few days for me to go out." Bai Muchun said suddenly.

"Huh? Where to go, it will take so long?"

"Don't worry."

Dongfang Xiaoxiao suddenly acted violently, picked up Bai Muchun who had not yet reacted, and asked carefully:

"Did I hurt you today and you don't like me anymore?"

Bai Muchun said he was a little dizzy. Why did this kid look like a fool? Did he look like someone who could get angry easily?

The seven young masters (big grievances) were so cold: "Ah, yes, yes, you are right! Whose scholar would use the knife if he disagreed with me!"

Nan Shuangxue: "My home!"

Bai Muchun stuck his head out and said helplessly:

"No, I'm just going out to learn how to fly."

"Is it because I called you a big duck that you behave like this?"

"No, I mean Xiaoxiao," Bai Muchun shook his feet, "I am a goose. How can there be a goose that can't fly?"

Bai Muchun added: "And I'm only going away for a few days and will be back soon." He shook off a piece of his hair and handed it to her.

"If you get bored, just wave this feather and say Big Duck Duck silently in your heart. I will be back next to you in a minute."

"Don't lie."

"No lie."

Bai Muchun noticed that his strength was weakening, and instantly broke away from the girl's arms, gently landed at the girl's feet, and looked up at her:

"Then I'll leave."

Dongfang Xiaoxiao looked at the short man and said with a smile:

"You're still talking about me, but you're not even taller than me."

Bai Muchun did not explain, spread his wings and relaxed his muscles; he whispered the mysterious ancient holy words in a low voice.

As if she felt something, the girl suddenly squatted down and reached out to catch the looming white goose.

The moment the tip of his index finger touched it, Bai Muchun turned into a ball of pure white starlight and dispersed, like feathers being blown by the wind and fluttering around, but the feathers would fall to the ground, but the starlight would return to the sky.

The girl's blue eyes sparkled slightly, and the feathers in her palms still exuded residual warmth. This warmth did not belong to her, but it comforted her in her short childhood.

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A teacher recently came to the village, and many villagers went to meet the teacher.

The villagers paid special attention to this foreign teacher, and all of them showed inexplicable admiration. They were also children who yearned for academics, but due to the skinny reality, they had to pick up the hoe and support their families bit by bit. relative.

This teacher is extremely easy-going and, in village terms, down-to-earth.

Originally, the villagers thought that this gentleman with an elegant appearance would dislike the conditions of the village, but in the end, like the teacher in the county, he refused to come.

Finally, a true scholar came to the village. The villagers all volunteered to help. The rich ones helped him build a school, while the poor ones went to the mountains to cut wood and build tables.

What's more, he killed the few old hens in his family and gave this gentleman a bowl of hot chicken soup.

"Sir, please don't dislike the conditions."

"Sir, what does this table look like?"

"Sir, let me treat you to meat!"

...

One by one, the villagers prepared their own special products for the teacher. The teacher was very easy-going and would try his best to give in. If he couldn't shirk, he would hang the bacon in the kitchen of the school, saying that he would add it to the students in the future. meal.

The villagers didn't know what to say. They all looked at the teacher eagerly, their eyes were particularly bright.

They all hope that their children can go to school.

"My baby is seven years old, can he come to school?"

"My boy is 15 years old. He said he wants to come and have a look. Is that okay?"

A group of people surrounded the elegant man and asked questions.

"Whether it's a boy or a girl, as long as they are willing to study, I will accept them all as usual. Tuition will be free of charge and only food will be charged."