Rebirth Farm: She counterattacked with a tow bottle

Some of the onlookers who knew Qu Jingbai immediately shouted, "What is Qu Xiucai going to say? Are you, like Ji Xiucai, falsely accusing a child of plagiarizing an article?"

Qu Jingbai was not annoyed when he heard this and said with a smile, "I am a serious scholar. How dare you speculate on anyone with a villain's heart?"

What he said was no different from scolding Ji Xiucai's ancestors for eight generations.

Well, you, Qu Xiucai, is a serious scholar, so what is wrong with Ji Xiucai, a scholar? The books you read are serious books, so what Ji Xiucai reads is not serious?

What he said was very ambiguous.

Another one, you, Qu Jingbai, said in public that you are not a villain. Does that mean that Ji Xiucai has a villain's heart?

Haha... But this is right. Ji Xiucai just harbors a villain.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Qu Jingbai said loudly, "We really don't agree with the question Ji Xiucai asked just now. Then... I'm not talented, so how about I give this young fellow practitioner a question?"

Su Heng politely bowed his hands and cupped his fists. Expecting to be as respectful as before, he said, "Thank you, senior, for your kindness. Then I'll spare you the trouble, senior."

Qu Jingbai admired Su Heng, a little boy, who was not afraid of danger and behaved in a moderate manner. He smiled and said, "It's easy to talk about. In that case, I will use the theme of farmers. How about you write a poem for everyone?"

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Peasants...are the common people who lived in the Ming Dynasty. This is a good topic.

The country regards food as its foundation, and the people regard food as their first priority. Therefore, no matter what dynasty they are in, they cannot do without the farmers who cultivate the land. Therefore, farmers are also the most important weapon of the country!

Su Heng had a small face, pretending to be serious, straightened his body, put his little hands behind his back, and walked around in the crowd, pretending to be meditating.

In fact, Su Heng was really searching his memory for poems about farmers.

As a time-traveler, if you come to ancient times and don't "plagiarize" a few poems from your predecessors to maintain your presence and establish your prestige, it seems to be a loss of "face" for the time-traveler.

Isn’t that right? Looking through those online novels, which time-traveling protagonist, no matter the male protagonist or the female protagonist, doesn’t all have the memory of the past life of God’s food?”

Therefore, as long as the things from the past life are helpful to you, then just grab them.

"This baby, if you don't know the answer, don't think about it. You're still a kid. It's normal that you don't know how to write poems."

Someone saw Su Heng frowning, thinking that he couldn't figure it out even after thinking hard, so they kindly helped him out.

"Yes," someone else added, "You are just a little older. You all say that you are scholars, but you bully a child in public. It is really a crime."

When Ji Xiucai heard this, his expression became even more ugly and ferocious.

Qu Jingbai, on the other hand, felt a little embarrassed.

Yes, he had good intentions. He didn't want the little guy to be criticized and wanted to help him, but he forgot that the child was only a little older. Even if he read all the books, he might not be able to write any poems.

Sigh...Not only did he fail to help the child, but he also got him into trouble. He really did bad things with good intentions, and it was a bit bullying.

Another scholar, Duan Shucai, came over and said to Qu Jingbai, "We are a bunch of studying people. It is really too much to come out and embarrass a child for nothing. Come on... Little classmate, it doesn't matter if you can't do it.

, we all believe you are innocent."

Su Heng politely thanked the onlookers for their kindness, then pretended to think for a moment and read out loud the poem "Compassion for the Farmers".

That's right, he was reading aloud to these people from the Ming Dynasty the poem about pity for farmers written by Li Shen, a poet from the Tang Dynasty. He was not plagiarizing it. Therefore, he read it confidently and in a sweet and crisp voice, "It's noon on the day of hoeing."

After he read out the sentence "It's noon on the day of hoeing", he deliberately paused and looked at the reaction of the crowd.

As a result, it was just such a sentence. People who did not read and did not understand poetry did not know the subtlety of this poem. But when Su Heng read it out, they understood it and couldn't help but think of what they had done when they were working in the Tian family.

Seeing the situation, I couldn't help but shout, "Okay, okay, well done."

Just this sentence outlines the situation when they are working, isn't it good?

"Keep on, keep on... Little classmate, keep on doing it, we love to hear it." The crowd once again burst into cheers of encouragement.

Qu Jingbai and Duan Shucai were also stunned by Su Heng's simple poem. Wow... a child like this can actually point out the unique characteristics of farmers in just one sentence. It's really amazing.

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Ji Xiucai, on the other hand, still had a dark face, and his sinister eyes were like poisonous snakes, shooting towards Su Heng.

Su Heng smiled at him, his provocative and dynamic expression made people not think that his action was bad, but made people think that this child was really cute.

"Mr. Ji, the student has made a fool of himself, please give me some advice." Su Heng smiled provocatively, and saluted Ji Xiucai very "humbly", saying this respectfully, and then did not wait for Ji Xiucai to make any move.

, he raised his voice and said again, "Sweat drips from the grass to the soil."

This sentence is simpler and more direct.

Farmers tend their crops under the scorching sun, and all their hard work and sweat drip onto the crop fields. This shows how appropriate this sentence is.

"Humph, is this also called poetry?" Ji Xiucai finally grasped the reason for attacking Shu Hengda and snorted disdainfully, mocking.

Su Heng was not angry when he heard this, his eyes were crooked, and he smiled as if he had no temper at all. He read loudly to the crowd the last two lines of Li Shen's poem about farmers, "Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard work."

As soon as the last two sentences were uttered, the crowd surrounding the school gate fell into silence.

Those scholars who had not participated in the conversation were shocked while recalling Su Heng's poem.

"It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat drops on the soil, but who knows that every grain of rice on the plate is hard work!" Qu Jingbai couldn't help but read it loudly again, and he read it with emotion and contagion.

"Okay, okay, what a poem, what a poem." The silent crowd finally burst into cheers as Qu Jingbai read again.

Some people even shed tears excitedly after listening to this poem of compassion for farmers, and murmured, "This poem is good. It has reached the hearts of us farmers. It is a good poem, a good poem."

Farmers who don’t understand poetry can understand the essence of this poem...

Ouch, whose child is this little classmate? Ah? He actually understands the hard work of us farmers so much?

This kid is a good kid.

At this moment, with the publication of the poem of compassion for farmers, Su Heng's name spread with the wind and spread throughout Xiangshui Town.

Those people who thought Su Heng was a good boy now had something to say. They felt like their faces were shining brightly, and they could talk to people wherever they went.

"How about it? Is it my taste? I said at the beginning that the boy was not a bad boy. How could he plagiarize other people's articles? It was clearly the Ji Xiucai who looked down upon him because he came from the countryside, and made trouble for him and deliberately teased him.

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Others said, "That kid really didn't have anything to say. He knew so little about the suffering of farmers in the countryside, so he wrote a poem on the spot and wrote it to us country people. Tsk, tsk, tsk... I listened.

It feels so warm in my heart, oh...it's so considerate."