The leisurely life of rebirth

In the summer afternoon, there is not a cloud in the sky, a scorching sun above the head, and not a breath of wind. All the trees stand there lazily. Fortunately, it is a tile-roofed house, and there is still a trace of shade in the room, so it will not be too cold.

It's too hot and I can't sleep.

Fang Monan slept soundly. An hour later, he was woken up by his aunt. "It's good to wake up. I'll take you to grandma. I have to go to work. Hurry up and don't waste time." The aunt stood in the mirror.

In front of her, she combed her waist-length hair and neatly braided it.

"Oh!" Fang Monan drowsily rubbed his eyes and rubbed himself to the edge of the kang. His aunt knelt down and put on her shoes and carried her off the kang.

"Wait, I'll put on my clothes." said the aunt. She took off her clothes neatly and put on her work clothes. Then she carried Fang Monan out of the threshold, put her on the ground, turned around, locked the door, and pulled her out.

Walk.

As soon as he walked onto the road, the wind hit him like a heat wave, the scorching sun was like fire, and the earth was like a steamer. It was so hot that it made people breathless. Fang Monan, who was still dazed at first, immediately woke up and was covered in sweat.

Yes, it’s really hot.[

They walked north, and in less than a minute, they turned into another gate, the 'Cultural and Educational Bureau', which was rectangular in shape and large in area. There were two-story buildings on both sides, and the front of the house was covered with sycamore trees. They walked under the shade of the trees,

Walking inside, the concrete floor in the middle is being scorched by the sun, making you sweat all over just looking at it.

Fortunately, there was a sycamore planted next to the running water where grandma was doing laundry. Under the cool shade, the heat was lessened. "Mom, I'm at work." He pulled Fang Monan under the tree and warned her uneasily: "

Nannan, please be good and don’t make any noise. I’ll give you candy tonight.”

"Let's go! Don't be late. We Nannan are the best. Come to Nannan and sit on the stone platform over there. Wait for a while. Grandma will be fine soon." Grandma turned off the faucet, shook the water on her hand, and pulled

Fang Monan sat down on the bluestone platform not far from the faucet. Because the land was groundwater, when he was touched by his grandma's cold hand, Fang Monan felt really comfortable and cool.

Fang Monan looked at the pile of clothes and sheets bubbling with laundry detergent in the sink. She probably had to wait. She might as well sleep a little longer at home so that she could enter the space earlier in the evening. She wasn't worth it.

She couldn't take care of herself when others trusted her. She didn't even think about it, how old was she now, could she be trusted by others?

She often visited this place when she was a child, and she can still recall it roughly when she sees the real thing. Unfortunately, she has no memory of the people inside because of the passage of time.

She chatted while using bricks as chalk to draw strokes on the bluestone table. Now she didn't dare to write. It seemed that she had to find a teacher for herself. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a problem to hide it like this.

Thinking about it, this is the Education Bureau, I don’t know, is it okay?

He had been standing here for a while. It was too hot at noon and with the sound of water flowing, he couldn't even take a rest. So he walked out to see what was going on. It turned out that it belonged to Lao Mo's family next door. He knew her family.

Regarding the situation, I wanted to say something but swallowed it back. I thought she came here to wash clothes during the lunch break on a hot day when no one was working. The doorkeeper must have let her in out of kindness.

He was just about to go back when he saw the little girl next to her, her head lowered and unable to see her appearance. She was wearing an ordinary cream-yellow vest and light blue pants. She was drawing on the bluestone table with bricks in her hands, curious.

He wanted to see what she was painting so seriously, so he walked forward.

Fang Monan was writing energetically when he saw a figure on the ground. He raised his face and saw the person. He was quite tall, with gray hair, a bit messy, and his age could not be guessed. The upper body was wearing a military green short-sleeved shirt, and the lower body was a soiled shirt.

Gray trousers. A little dirty and a little big. However, he stood up straight, as if he was standing in a military posture, as if he was wearing a general uniform instead of rags. His expression was very serious. The shoes were rag shoes with white soles and black tops.

, the toes are exposed in the front, and the heels are exposed in the back. There seem to be holes burned by cigarette butts on the upper, and they are used as slippers.

"Hello, grandpa!" Fang Monan stood up and said politely.

He was not very good at interacting with children, so he replied awkwardly, "Hey, okay." He was obviously a little surprised. Most children would be frightened by his serious look and dare not speak when they saw him. Unexpectedly, she was not afraid.

he.

"Mr. Lin, I'm sorry for disturbing your work. I'll finish washing it right away." Grandma heard her granddaughter talking to someone behind her, turned around and saw the person coming, turned on the faucet, and said with panic in her eyes.

‘Mr. Lin, he works in the Bureau of Culture and Education again. Observing him carefully, his right hand was obviously calloused by holding a pen for a long time. She narrowed her eyes slightly and figured it out.’

"Haha...it's nothing. It's hot, so I just came out to get some fresh air." "You can go on washing! It's still early." He said that with no intention of leaving at all.

Grandma looked at him shyly. She was caught by someone, but she didn't say anything. Grandma looked at the clothes in the pool again, and quickly buried her head in washing, otherwise she would be even more embarrassed when everyone came to work later.

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"What are these?" Mr. Lin saw that grandma was going to wash clothes again, so he turned and pointed at the bluestone table and asked.

"Strokes, taught by my cousin, horizontal, vertical, horizontal folds, vertical hooks." Fang Monan saw him and asked her what she wrote before leaving. She wanted to hold on to him. Grandma knew him again, which proved that he was not a stranger. Hurry up.

Any questions will be answered.

Mr. Lin saw that Fang Monan was chubby, round, and very cute. He couldn't help but think of his unbearable past and took a deep breath to suppress the sadness in his heart.

Mr. Lin saw that the strokes she wrote were straight and horizontal, which was unusual for her age, and he nodded inwardly. "Do you want to learn to write?" [

"I want to, but grandma doesn't know it and no one teaches me. Can grandpa know it?" Fang Monan replied immediately for fear that he would refuse.

"Writing is very hard and boring. Can you keep going?" Mr. Lin's already serious face became even more serious and scary when he straightened up. It is estimated that most children would be scared away by him.

Fang Monan felt amused by his tone, "Yes, I'm not afraid." She said happily and loudly.

Mr. Lin looked at a pair of big, watery eyes that revealed unusual perseverance, which made his heart tremble inexplicably. It was rare that he was famous for his indifference and stubborn temper and did not refuse: "Okay! Come with me!"

"Oh! That's great. Grandma, grandpa is going to teach me how to write." Fang Monan happily ran to grandma and said excitedly.

"Okay! Grandma heard it." Grandma just didn't expect that Mr. Lin would agree to Nannan's request, so she grabbed Fang Monan's hand and rinsed it under the faucet, "Look! It's dirty." After washing,

She continued: "Nan Nan, be obedient and good, and don't cause trouble."

"I know." Fang Monan said with a smile.

"Excuse me, how can I be so embarrassed?" Grandma turned around and bowed respectfully to Mr. Lin. She was illiterate, but she respected the literati from the bottom of her heart.

"It's nothing. It's rare that your granddaughter is so eager to learn." Mr. Lin said in an almost rigid voice.

So Mr. Lin and Fang Monan walked into his house together. Fang Monan stood at the door and looked at the room in front of her. She only felt that it was crowded. There were only books in the whole room. The desk and walls were kept simple.

The bookshelf has long wooden boards hanging on two nails, and even the bed is no exception. I really don’t know how he sleeps at night.

The books were a bit shabby, and you could tell at a glance that they had been read frequently, and many of them had rough edges. Some of them were ancient thread-bound books. Fang Monan just glanced at them briefly and saw the Kangxi Dictionary, the Four Great Classics, etc.

She didn't dare to look through it. Now she was very curious as to how these books could be preserved intact through the ten years of sports. She must have been thinking wildly again! She quickly recovered her mind and continued to look at the room.

There is also a simple stove at the door. This room seems to be suitable for work and rest. It is difficult to even have a place to sit.

Mr. Lin looked at the room awkwardly, completely different from his serious look just now. After tidying up the room a little, he finally found a place to sit. One of them is willing to learn, the other is willing to teach, and their teaching and learning career will be like this.

here we go.

When Fang Monan met a cheap teacher who was willing to teach, he didn't think she was a child. Of course she studied very seriously. But when he met a teacher who learned quickly and well, he felt very fulfilled as a teacher and was more willing to teach.

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In the meantime, grandma came over once and said that she would go back after washing the clothes. However, Mr. Lin pointed at Fang Monan, who was writing with his wrist hanging. Grandma looked at the child's serious look and didn't even bother to wipe off the sweat.

Please ask the old man to take care of me.

Unknowingly, time flew by quickly, and it was past six o'clock. Grandma had finished cooking dinner and came to pick her up.

"Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, I came to take Nan Nan home for dinner, so I disturbed you." Grandma knocked on the open door.

"No, she happened to have finished writing." His voice was straight and straight, without any fluctuations.

"The child didn't give you any trouble, so why bother?" Grandma frowned and asked worriedly.

"No, he's a good boy." He glanced sideways at Fang Monan with a subtle expression, paused and then said: "From now on, you must be filial to your grandma. The old man is very miserable. He has traditional women's virtues and is a bit stupid."

Fang Monan's expression only had "embarrassed", although she agreed with what Mr. Lin said. Even her grandma's expression twisted momentarily after hearing it.

"Mr. Lin... My Nannan is less than three years old..." Grandma couldn't believe it when she said something wrong in front of her children. It was a bit embarrassing for Mr. Lin to comment on her like this, but she didn't dare to refute anything.

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"If you have ambitions, it's not about your age. If you have ambitions, you can live to be a hundred years old. It's been an afternoon since I realized it! Your speech and behavior should be calm, careful, steady, and flexible. You know how to observe your words and expressions, and your demeanor is neither humble nor arrogant. You are not as mature as a child. Don't be too mature."

Sister, your granddaughter must be well educated."

"Yeah! Yeah! I don't have much education. If you like this child, it's her blessing, so please worry more about it." Grandma knows how to crawl along with her son.

Who says grandma is uneducated and worldly? She is very shrewd!

Does this old man have eyes behind his back? Isn't he at work? Fang Monan felt very scary for the first time. He felt like he was sweating in the middle of summer. He didn't dare to say that he had been seen thoroughly, but he was observed so perceptually. He went to the temple to see it.

Even the goddess is not so nervous.

Fang Monan quickly waved to him and said goodbye. Thirty-six Stratagems were the best and stayed away. It seemed that her plan was aborted before it even started. This old man must be too fiery!

Not to mention Fang Monan, she is too unlike a child, unable to speak or behave properly. No matter how careful she is, she sometimes forgets her current age. Her natural demeanor and language are different. It gives people the same feeling.

Other children are very different.

Fang Monan was walking on the way home and asked: "Grandma, who is he? Why didn't I know him before?" It seems that he can't come here to play in the future. The old man here has observed carefully enough, and he cannot be an agent.

Come on! She is thinking wildly.

Mr. Lin was not an agent by background, but I think he was also a scout back then.

Grandma smiled and said: "How old are you? How many people do you know? I only know that people call him Mr. Lin. I heard your grandpa mentioned that he is very knowledgeable and better than your grandpa, but he has a bit of a stubborn temper."

. He always has a serious face, and most people dare not come near him, so no one dares to talk to him, and few people interact with him. I have not seen his children or relatives in so many years. He is quite pitiful.

Old man, none of us know the details."

Judging from Fang Monan's cursory look at the books in his room, it can be said that he is very knowledgeable. Originally, she just asked him to use the name of teacher to find a good excuse for his subsequent actions. Knowing that he was secretly observing her, she was a little scared.

, he put away his "small-mindedness", but he didn't expect that he would become the new tenant of Fang Monan's house, forming an incomprehensible relationship.