The Resolute Cannon Fodder Teaching In Ancient Time

On the second day, Xu Zhen packed up books and stationery for Xiaohua and took her to school.

When he applied to Shan Chang, Shan Chang looked at Xiao Hua's household registration and asked Xu Zhen, "Are you sister Xu Xiaochun?"

Xu Zhen said: "Yes, yes."

Shan Chang asked, "Han, eight years old?"

Xu Zhen said: "Yes, yes."

Shan Chang took a deep breath and said angrily: "Are you blind when I am! This is clearly the appearance of the Hu people."

Xu Zhenzhuang didn't know: "Maybe there are Hu people in our ancestors. Anyway, our parents are all Han Chinese, so we are all Han Chinese."

Shan Chang was too lazy to refute her incomprehensible words.

He touched the goatee, sat down with his household registration, looked at the screamer, and beckoned at the screamer: "Come here."

Xiao Huahua looked up at Xu Zhen, and when Xu Zhen agreed, she stepped forward without expression.

Shan Chang felt his hand and touched her shoulder.

Xu Zhen jumped up and pulled the little girl back, and asked, "What are you doing, Mr. Mountain?"

Shan Chang crossed out the eight-year-old from his household registration and said, "Fourteen."

Xu Zhen froze.

Soon afterwards, Shan Chang said the real age of Xiao Hua.

Xiaohua is not eight years old but fourteen years old.

Xu Zhen was shocked and asked Shan Chang: "Will you still touch the bone?"

The mountain leader looked at Xu Zhen with disdain: "The first emperor was obsessed with metaphysics and it was necessary to learn from the bones, even if you young people don't, it's strange."

Xu Zhen was trying to tout a few words, and suddenly realized that Xiao Hua was actually 14 years old?

Fourteen?

Is the 14-year-old child so short?

It may be that they had fled everywhere before, and they were suffering from malnutrition.

But this is too short, can it grow taller in the future?

If it’s not tall, wouldn’t it be a little dwarf...

Xu Zhen suddenly gave a sympathetic look at Xiao Hua.

"Are you really fourteen?" Xu Zhen crouched down and asked Xiaohua, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Xiao Hua nodded slightly, stared at Xu Zhen, and said after a while: "Forget."

Xu Zhen touched her head: "If I knew it earlier, I would definitely buy you meat every day."

Fourteen years old is the best age to grow tall.

What a pity.

Shan Chang had no time to listen to their sisters.

After finishing the job, he handed the paper to the little girl and asked the two to leave quickly.

Before going, he continued to emphasize: "Do not offend people, do not cause trouble."

Xu Zhen responded one by one.

The two of them took the book, often carrying bags to go to Wuban.

Xu Zhen couldn't rest assured about the classroom atmosphere she saw yesterday.

She sideways told her to scream: "Don’t listen to Shan Chang, you should offend, and don’t be afraid to cause trouble."

Xiaohua looked up at her.

Xu Zhen moved out her life experience and said: "The book hall is the epitome of Chaotang. You must not shrink your hands or be cautious after you enter. If you are beaten, you will have to punch, but if you hit it, you will shout to the teacher, and don’t be fooled. People are bullied."

Xiao Hua said: "Okay."

Xu Zhen also said: "You speak slowly. If you quarrel, you will definitely be noisy, so don't talk to them more, just start."

Xiao Hua said: "Okay."

The two walked into the classroom while chatting.

Several students were also talking in the Class E classroom.

"What's the identity of the new lady who dared to speak to me like that yesterday?"

It was a boy who talked to Xu Zhen yesterday.

His name is Li Sanlang. After the goalkeeper, he is regarded as the leading man among boys in Wuban. He is always followed by a group of younger brothers.

Xu Zhen didn't talk about it yesterday. He couldn't be angry, so he went back to talk with his father about it.

As a result, Grandpa didn't comfort him, but let him study with this gentleman, and he will certainly be able to improve to a higher level in the future.

Li Sanlang exhaled, resulting in yesterday's homework was not written, and came to the library early.

He felt very angry when he thought about it, and pulled the younger leader to ask, "Come and tell me, what is wrong with the new husband, does she not know who I am or who my father is? ?"

Aoao, who was dragged by his classmates, begged for mercy: "Sanro, let go first, I was just about to tell you this!"

Li Sanlang loosed his hand, frowned and asked, "What are you going to say?"

I scratched my hair with my classmate, and came over and said, "I talked to my mother after I went back yesterday. My mother and Mr. Xu were in the same street before they got married. I know this person."

Li Sanlang came in and asked, "What's the backstage for this person?"

Follow the class: "No backstage."

Li Sanlang froze for a while: "Dare you speak to me like this without a backstage? Where did she come from?"

I said to my classmates, "My mother said, this person is a vulgar, not pedantic. He had been a teacher for two years, but he didn't teach well and taught people silly. It's a straw bag! , But relying on his grandfather's background, go to the academy to teach!"

Li Sanlang was shocked: "Teach people silly?"

Follow the class: "Yeah, yeah, I originally took the test for the person who gave it, went to the academy to be taught by her, and finally it was miserable. When I went home to work on the farm, I didn't even know how to read the Analects."

Li Sanlang thought about it with his inflexible mind: "You mean, she is a straw bale, and she won't do anything at all? Has it hurt anyone?"

The follower nodded.

Li Sanlang excitedly said: "That's not easy, we pierced her today, so that she can't teach it!"

The classmate very much agreed: "All listen to Saburo!"

The two are negotiating there.

There was a chisel who was fighting yesterday and said: "Yes, yes, I also heard that the maidservant who couldn't even read the word in the previous jiji is her! That Mr. Xu!"

As soon as Li Sanlang heard it, he couldn't read any words? What qualifications did she have to teach!

After all, Xu Zhen happened to come in.

Li Sanlang didn't delay, smiled proudly, and stood up and shouted: "Hey! Straw bales!"

Xu Zhen held the small flower, heard the voice, looked up and saw that Li Sanlang seemed to be talking to himself, and asked, "Why don't you call me Mr. Li?

Li Sanlang said: "I have heard of any etiquette. You are just Mr. Caobao who can't recognize any words. Why should we teach us?"

Xu Zhen first sat down with a small flower band and placed stationery.

After the release, he got up and asked, "How do you know that I am a straw bag?"

Li Sanlang heard this familiar rhetorical question, and subconsciously felt that Xu Zhen had to be as sloppy as yesterday.

He thought about it for a while and said, "You just say you are a straw bale!"

Xu Zhen said: "Then it depends on what do you think of the straw bale?"

Li Sanlang said: "Naturally, the characters are not fully recognized, and they can teach and teach others to be stupid!"

When the classmates heard this description, they laughed together and said they were very appropriate.

Xu Zhen said: "Then I am not."

Li Sanlang asked: "Why not, I have heard that you were such a person before."

Xu Zhenyu was very focused and told him: "You only know one, not the other."

Li Sanlang froze for a moment and asked, "Is there anything else I don't know?"

"Of course." Xu Zhen said, "May I tell you a story."

Li Sanlang frowned, saying neither good nor bad.

Xu Zhen didn't care.

She settled down and asked flowers to sit down. Then a person walked to the front of the case and sat down, cleared his throat and said:

"In the pre-Qin period, an old man passed away. His two sons handled the funeral for him, and the brothers sang their songs. They went home for a day, and they were full of fish and meat every day. His brother cried and ran in tears. It took three years before I left."

When the students around heard Xu Zhen telling stories, they all gathered to listen.

Seeing her pause, he commented: "That brother is not a thing, his father died like this!"

Xu Zhen smiled and said: "Passers think the same way when they see it, but later the neighbor told them that his eldest son was abused and beaten by his father every day, and he was a bulldog. But Adi eats well and dresses well. Pet."

Several students around were surprised and thought for a moment.

One person said: "That brother seems to be doing right. His father died, he was free, and he should naturally sing."

Li Sanlang disdain: "What do you say, does it have anything to do with your straw bale?"

"Let's listen first." Xu Zhen said, "This story is not over yet."

Li Sanlang asked: "What else?"

Xu Zhen said: "After another half a year, the neighbors found that Adi had lost a lot of weight during the three years of mourning. Although the eldest son was losing weight, he was gradually losing weight. Finally, he was found dead in the neighborhood."

People around asked: "How did you die? Did you eat meat and choked?"

Xu Zhen shook his head and said: "He died because of excessive grief."

Upon hearing this, Li Sanlang glared up and asked, "What is this? Why is the bullied eldest son overly sad?"

Xu Zhen said: "This is naturally intimate."

Li Sanlang asked: "What's the inside story?"

Xu Zhen said: "The old father beat the eldest son because the eldest son did something wrong and deserved to be punished.

Li Sanlang asked quickly, "What about Adi?"

Xu Zhen said: "Adi is spoiled like that, what else do you know, just listen to the neighbors and do a superficial effort."

"It turns out that." Li Sanlang suddenly realized, and then reacted, "No! What does this have to do with you?"

Xu Zhen glanced at Li Sanlang and said deeply: "This story just wants to tell you that everything has its own features and can't just look at the surface."

Li Sanlang put Xu Zhen's words in his head and wandered around for a long time without understanding.

So I asked again: "What does this have to do with you, is it a straw bag?"

Seeing that he still didn't understand, Xu Zhen said slowly: "Naturally is--"

Li Sanlang asked: "What?"

Xu Zhen went on to say, "It doesn't matter."

"..." Li Sanlang almost vomited a bite of blood, "What are you talking about for so long!"

He was furious.

Outside came a middle-aged gentleman who was holding a roll in his hand.

This person is Mr. Zhao who posted an advertisement yesterday.

Mr. Zhao is tall and is said to have been a military commander. He was born and died with Li Sanlang's father, so he can control the people in Wuban.

He grumbled: "What are you arguing about?"

The classroom was quiet and silent.

Li Sanlang returned to his seat.

After seeing Mr. Zhao, he suddenly reacted--

He suffocated for a while, couldn't hold it up, and asked Xu Zhen: "Are you just delaying time? Wait for Mr. Zhao to come?!"

Xu Zhen was very cheeky and nodded and said, "It is." After that, he walked to the assistant's seat and began to help Mr. Zhao in class.

After the break, Mr. Zhao asked Xu Zhen to collect his homework, and took it to Houshan house for correction after finishing.

When Xu Zhen left, Li Sanlang sat on the seat and called the fox-bow dog to come over and scolded: "That woman is really not a thing. In order to delay the time, he said such a lot of nonsense, then it might be better to come to fight the cricket. "

Follow the class: "Yeah yeah, it's better to fight crickets."

Li Sanlang said: "You should beat her up."

The classmates laughed together. Suddenly someone saw the little girl sitting in the corner and whispered, "The newcomer seems to be the girl's sister."

Li Sanlang heard the word and got up and walked over to the Xiaohua Hua side and asked, "Hello, are you Mr. Cao Bao's sister?"

Xiao Xiaohua knelt on the side of the case, holding a writing brush and copying the copybook.

After listening to Li Sanlang's speech, he didn't make sense.

Li Sanlang said: "Are you really?"

Xiao Hua, a newly-made white robe. Although the fabric is cheap, it fits properly. The hem is spread on the floor cushions. The whole body is white and translucent, as if there is light.

It's a pity that the scars on the corners of the eyes are so fierce that people can't help but feel chills when they see them.

Li Sanlang was scared to take a few steps back and scolded: "Your sister is disgusting, you are also disgusting, you are down, and the beast!"

The words fell, he felt very open, he was relieved, and suddenly felt a suffocation--

A closer look, a brush is standing upright against the throat, the tip of the pen is not light and heavy, but it just happens to be so heavy that he can't vomit and can't spit out, he can't change his breath.

His face slowly turned into pig liver, and he begged for mercy, but every time he moved, his neck was hurt by the pen, and he sweated.

After a while, the classmates froze for a while, and finally finally reacted and rushed forward to save people.

It’s not too difficult to scream, just let go and whisper, "Go away."

Li Sanlang sat sluggishly on the ground.

He had a blank brain, and he recovered after a while. He thought that he was born in Wumen, was bullied by Xu Zhen, and was bullied by a nickname, and was bullied by two women from the country. The more he wanted, the more sad he felt. Cry out.

He refrained from crying, sitting and accusing: "This is Mr. Caobao's fault, can't I say a few words?"

The screamer looked down at him with his eyes drooping, but his eyes were deep.

She asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Sanlang said: "Seeing that I pierced her as a straw bag, I made a story to delay the time. Isn't that disgusting?"

Xiao Hua got up, returned to the side of the case and knelt down, placing the brush on the shelf.

Li Sanlang said again: "You said, isn't this a mourning move?"

Xiaohua did not look at him, but just said slowly: "In all things, there are watches, there are miles."

Li Sanlang asked: "What are you talking about?"

Xiao Hua said: "The straw bag may be her appearance, but not the inside image."

Li Sanlang asked: "Why can't it be Li Xiang?"

Xiaohua spent a moment of silence, and continued to say: "If she had a straw bag inside, she wouldn't, tell this story to you."

Li Sanlang frowned, and seemed to understand something. He wanted to ask again. He looked up and saw the scar on the corner of the eye of Xiao Hua. He was suddenly scared, backed a few steps, and fell to the ground.

Xiaohua Huawensheng glanced at him.

Finally, he said: "You don't understand, but I understand."

Li Sanlang was about to speak, and found that his throat had been held back by a brush, and he seemed to be injured. After just saying a few words, he burst into pain.

Xiao Hua took the brush again.

Li Sanlang huddled in shock and ran back to his position.

However, Xiaohuahua just raised the pen to write.

She continued to copy the copybook, and slowly recognized the word. When she saw Li Sanlang still looking at her, she stopped writing, turned her head, stared at Li Sanlang and said, "You don't need to understand."

Li Sanlang didn't dare to show up, looked at her stunned.

Xiao Xiaohua had a dull look and said, "I understand her, that's enough."