The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

So, when the school was over, the little radish heads followed the husband to the study.

After arriving at the study, the husband first took out some calligraphy, put them on the table, and first asked Zhao Zhitong: "Girl, tell the teacher, what did you see when you saw this calligraphy?"

Zhao Zhitong looked at the calligraphy, and then at Mr.

She knew this, the master once told her that this is Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, so she said, "Sir, this is Wang Xizhi's calligraphy."

The other little carrot heads also nodded.

The master nodded and said, "That's right, this is Wang Xizhi's calligraphy."

Then, he said patiently: "Look, Wang Xizhi is a master of calligraphy. Has he passed away? However, he left many famous calligraphy to the world. When our descendants see these calligraphy, they will think of him and will know him.

Therefore, although he has already passed away, he will always live in his works and accompany us forever. "

After Meng Xuexue finished speaking, the eyes of the four little radish heads lit up, and their mouths opened slightly, as if they understood something.

Mr. continued: "There are many, many people in the world. People like Wang Xizhi have left many of their works to the world. They have left us beautiful tunes, exquisite paintings, and books that warn and educate future generations. Let those of us who have never met their descendants know them and remember them through their works."

This time, the little guys seemed to become transparent all of a sudden.

Zhao Zhitong pointed his chin with his little finger, and said pleasantly: "Sir, Mr. Xiang Kong, is he just such a person?"

The husband nodded with satisfaction: "That's right, we have never met Confucius, but we will always remember him from his many works such as the Analects of Confucius."

Several other little guys also spoke one after another.

Wei Shulan: "I know, I know, like Master Lu Ban, he is also such a person."

Qiao Muchen said excitedly: "There is also Fu Sheng, Mr. Fu, whom you respect very much. The world will always remember Fu Sheng's "Book", and later generations have drawn many pictures of Fu Sheng giving birth to him."

Not to be outdone, Zhao Yue said, "There is also Master Meng, Master Sun..."

Looking at the excited little faces of the children, Meng Xuexue stroked his beard and smiled gratifiedly.

When the children looked at him again, he continued: "So, children, we must learn from Ye Ye, Wang Xizhi, Confucius and others, and bring more good things to this world in our limited lives." , Excellent works can live in the works forever.”

Several little radishes nodded heavily. At that moment, they seemed to see starlight.

At this time, Zhao Zhitong suddenly thought of something and asked: "Sir, but there are also many people who are not calligraphers or great writers like parents, so what should we do?"

Qiao Muchen and the others looked at Zhao Zhitong at the same time, and nodded.

Zhao Yue also echoed: "Yes, sir, my father is just a butcher, and he has no works, so what should I do?"

The gentleman smiled cheerfully, stretched out his hand and rubbed the little heads of the children: "Silly boy, your parents have already left the best work in the world, and that is - you. Also, like sir, I will now My thoughts have taught you, and my husband will live in your hearts forever."

The eyes of the little guys lit up instantly.

Zhao Zhitong was so happy that he almost turned around in circles: "I understand, as long as each of us leaves works for the world, each of us can live forever! Like Zhao Yue's dog, it Although it left, but it has left its child, it will never leave!"

Qiao Muchen nodded heavily: "Yeah, let's go to Zhao Yue's house in a while, to visit its child!"

"Okay, okay!"

A few little radishes have completely figured it out now, they are no longer afraid of 'death'.

In the future, they will be stronger, braver and more confident to face various tests from growth.

And Grandpa Bai in the space, after listening to Meng Xuexue's words, was already full of admiration for Meng Xuexue.

Even in modern times, not many people would directly give children 'death education'. This Mr. Meng has a very high ideological awareness!

Naturally, Zhao Zhitong didn't know Grandpa Bai's affirmation of Meng Xuexue in his heart. At this time, his younger friends left the study hand in hand, and were about to go to Zhao Yue's house to see the puppy.

Zhao Yue said that rhubarb gave birth to five puppies in his family, but now that rhubarb is gone, his father is going to give the puppies away.

Fortunately, the puppy is more than a month old and can be adopted.

Zhao Zhitong and a few little guys gathered around the little milk dog's nest, looking at the five cute little dumplings, they seemed to feel their mother's departure, and huddled together.

Suddenly thought of something, Zhao Zhitong raised his head and asked Zhao Butcher: "Uncle, have all your little milk dogs been adopted?"

Butcher Zhao thought for a while and said, "Not yet, but the village chief wants one."

Zhao Zhitong said with bright eyes, "Uncle, can I have one? I like them so much."

Butcher Zhao laughed immediately: "Of course, you can pick one and take it away."

"Thank you uncle."

Zhao Zhitong was so happy that he almost jumped up, and looked at the puppies in the kennel again, and after a while, he thought they were so cute and wanted them all.

So, Zhao Cheng was asked to make up his mind: "Brother, we want that one."

Zhao Cheng on the side squatted with her, looking at the puppy in the nest: "They are all cute, what does my sister want?"

At this time, Wei Shulan and Qiao Muchen also squeezed in, trying to help Zhao Zhitong choose a puppy.

Zhao Zhitong looked at the five puppies one by one, and finally picked up the thinnest little white dog, which was the thinnest among the five dogs.

When Zhao Zhitong picked it up, it suddenly opened its eyes, those round eyes, like a black grape, looked at her with delicacy, then stuck out its tongue, and licked Zhao Zhitong's little hand.

The soft and soft touch was a little itchy, as if it was scratching her heart, and she made Zhao Zhitong cute all at once, and shouted: "I want it!"

Zhao Yue took a look, and immediately reminded: "Zhao Zhitong, are you sure? This is only the thinnest of the five, and it must be difficult to support. Why don't you change one."

Zhao Zhitong directly shook his head and refused.

"No, I want this!"

Then he hugged the baby in his arms.

Zhao Zhitong raised a puppy, Qiao Muchen was also a little moved, and finally adopted a black puppy.

When the sky was getting dark, the little ones dispersed and went back to their respective homes.

When Zhao Zhitong came home with the little milk dog in his arms, Zhao Dong and Sun Mei were very surprised, but neither objected.

In rural areas, it is more convenient to keep dogs.

After Zhao Zhitong showed the puppy to his parents, he took Zhao Cheng and Erya to build a kennel for the puppy.

Looking at the three little guys, Zhao Dong smiled: "It seems that a dog kennel has to be added to the new house, and it should also be placed in the backyard."

Zhao Zhitong, who was helping to build a kennel over there, was actually playing with puppies. He suddenly thought that there is no dog food in this world, so how to feed the dogs.