Chapter 8
Grandma Liu said that her granddaughter was not ordinary autistic, and now Li Zhuiyuan believed it.
"Uncle Sanjiang, Uncle Sanjiang!"
Behind him, Niu Fu's voice and footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the girl's eyes were still watching his movements.
You can't keep staring...
Li Zhuiyuan walked towards the girl, stopped four meters in front of the threshold, then moved two steps laterally, blocking the girl's view of Niu Fu with his body.
In fact, it would be easier to walk up to the girl and cover her eyes with both hands, but he didn't dare.
Grandma Liu's previous warning was by no means groundless, not to mention Li Sanjiang's bloody lesson.
Li Zhuiyuan noticed that the girl's eyelashes were trembling slightly.
She just didn't know if it was because of the approach of a stranger like herself, or because of what she "saw".
However, the girl did not turn sideways in an attempt to get around her shield and continue looking. Instead, she returned her neck to its previous position and looked straight.
She was reframed.
Li Zhuiyuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the other party would suddenly get angry and rush up to bite him.
However, this is the first time that he is so close to her.
The retro outfit on her body really matches her, and it can be said that they complement each other perfectly.
She sat there as if she was the outsider who had broken into her time and her villa.
Liu Yumei came over at this time, put her hand lightly on Li Zhuiyuan's shoulder, and said softly: "Xiaoyuan, grandma has reminded you not to get too close to Ali."
"I remember, grandma." Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the threshold in front of him, "I won't move forward anymore."
Perhaps it was the previous contact that gave Liu Yumei a good impression of the boy, and she couldn't help but joke, "How about my Ali, isn't he good-looking?"
"Well, it looks good. It's up to you."
"Hehehe..."
Liu Yumei was amused and laughed. She walked into the house and took a look at the six-layer wooden shelf placed on the shelf in the back room. It was filled with tablets. The ones on the left were all named Liu, and the ones on the right were named Qin.
She picked up an empty small plate, selected a few pastries from the tribute plate below, turned around and walked out, handing the small plate to Li Zhuiyuan:
"Come, grandma treats you to a snack."
"Thank you, grandma." Li Zhuiyuan reached out and took it.
"What's taken off the tribute plate is clean."
"Yeah."
Li Zhuiyuan didn't dislike it. He picked up a piece of cake and took a bite. It was soft and delicate in the mouth and had a rich aftertaste.
Liu Yumei asked: "Is it sweet?"
Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "It's delicious, not sweet."
Liu Yumei sat down on the threshold and looked at Li Zhuiyuan: "When will your mother come to take you back to Beijing."
"Let's see when mom has time."
"Do you miss your mother?"
"Think."
"Think? Why didn't you hear it?"
"Thinking in my heart."
"My master is quite calm. Do you have any brothers or sisters?"
"I am the only one of my parents."
"Our Ali is also one." Liu Yumei said, looking at the girl, her eyes were full of love.
She raised her hand as if she wanted to touch her granddaughter's head, but then she took it back.
"Grandma Liu, where are you from?"
"Grandma's ancestors were boat people on the river and have no ancestral home. But if we really want to talk about it, this Yangtze River is the ancestral home of grandma and her grandfather."
Mentioning Qin Li's grandfather, a trace of lust appeared on Liu Yumei's face.
Then, she looked at Li Zhuiyuan with this expression.
Li Zhuiyuan understood and asked:
"The relationship between grandma and grandpa is very good, right?"
"It wasn't good at first. Our two families were feuding. But then he became so shameless that he fell in love with me and insisted on marrying me. My father and my brothers were so angry that they almost tied him up and sent him to the river. , the two families almost came to blows again.”
Seeing that Liu Yumei was still unfinished, Li Zhuiyuan continued to ask: "What happened next?"
"Later, didn't I just let him deceive me? I got married to him and gave birth to a child for him."
"Has your family accepted Grandpa?"
"Well, I accepted it and sank into the river together."
Speaking of this, Liu Yumei suddenly came to her senses. Why did she come to this point?
"By the way, Xiaoyuan, why did your parents divorce?"
After asking, Liu Yumei felt a little regretful, how could she ask this to her child.
“Because we can’t live together anymore.”
"Your daddy issues?"
"Dad loves mom very much."
At this time, Niu Fu's voice came from behind in the distance: "Okay, Uncle Sanjiang, it's settled, I'm leaving and waiting for you at home."
Li Zhuiyuan was a little surprised. Is it so fast?
Looking back secretly, he found that Niu Fu was still severely hunched over when he reached the dam. Li Zhuiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, but he still went to find Li Sanjiang immediately.
"Master, Master."
"What's wrong?"
Li Sanjiang didn't stop when he heard the call. Instead, he walked straight to the toilet, unbuttoned his trouser pockets, and sat on the dragon chair.
The short Li Zhuiyuan was standing below, but he was missing a whisk.
In fact, the toilet in Li Sanjiang's house is quite well-maintained. It is built at the back of the new house to avoid people.
Many of the restrooms in the village are adjacent to the main house, facing the village road. If you sit there, people come and go during the day, as if you are receiving an audience from officials.
When meeting familiar people, they will take the initiative to say hello and stop to chat.
"Master, have you promised him?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"It's not something on his back, there's that..."
"My grandpa knows, I didn't plan to go, but he doubled the bonus money, and the three brothers and sisters added it together, so I have to go. Hehe, it's really too much."
"But it's dangerous..."
"Xiao Yuanhou, money can make the world go round, but the danger is relative to not having enough money. Just watch, Blind Man Liu will definitely go there too."
"Master..."
"Xiao Yuanhou, this is what your great-grandfather and I eat. Besides, it's okay. My great-grandfather, I've seen a lot of wind and waves, and I haven't even capsized the boat yet."
"When are you going?"
"It depends on Liu Xiazi setting a date, but it is estimated to be soon. We have to advance. When your grandfather Hanhou first came to give you clothes, he said that he would organize everyone to go pick the river soon."
"Chasing a river?"
"Well, it's just digging rivers. It's been an old tradition for decades. People from all over the country... no, it's the strong laborers from the entire Jiangsu countryside. Basically, they have to go.
So, we have to take care of Mingshou before crossing the river. ”
……
"You have to take care of Mingshou before you pick up the river, otherwise your family will not be able to live in peace."
Not far after Niu Fu walked out of Li Sanjiang's house, he stood under a tree next to the river. He supported the tree with one hand and unbuttoned his belt with the other hand, preparing to release the water.
When he was fastening the waistband of his trousers after putting it on, he felt that his back seemed to be straightened for some reason, and he even bounced slightly.
Looking back at Li Sanjiang's house not far away, Niu Fu couldn't help but sigh:
"It seems that Uncle Sanjiang is as smart as Aunt Liu!"
……
Li Zhuiyuan walked into the room and saw Aunt Liu coloring the paper figures. Aunt Liu smiled and waved to him:
"Xiaoyuan, do you want to come and play?"
"No, Aunt Liu, I have something to do now."
"Okay, you get down to business first." Aunt Liu smiled. She thought the child's serious look was really cute.
Li Zhuiyuan carefully moved away a paper house blocking the stairs, walked down, and saw a rusty iron door.
There was a pair of cloth shoes on the ground in front of the door. Li Zhuiyuan bent down and found a key inside. He pushed the key in and unlocked the door. When he pushed it in, a dusty musty smell immediately came out.
It was dark inside. Li Zhuiyuan reached out and groped around on the wall near the door. He finally found a rope and pulled it down.
"Tick."
No response.
Two more pulls.
"Crack!"
The light didn't come on and the rope was broken.
There was no other way, so Li Zhuiyuan could only run back up and found the flashlight in the drawer of the cabinet at the door.
I opened the back cover, and it was empty. Fortunately, the battery was also in the drawer. I threw two big-ass batteries in, turned the cover back, tried it, and it turned on.
Returning to the basement and looking inside, the space inside is not large, and it is not the original area on the first floor, but there are a lot of things, and they are arranged in categories and orderly.
It seems that the grandpa did take care of it at the beginning, but it is also true that it has not been down for several years, and there is a thick layer of dust on the things.
Li Zhuiyuan walked to a shelf, and his eyes were first attracted to a mahogany sword. He picked it up and blew it, causing dust to fly.
"Cough...cough cough..."
After coughing, Li Zhuiyuan took a flashlight and observed the sword carefully.
It is engraved with various incomprehensible lines, and there are some reflective metal sheets attached to it. In addition, there are some seal characters.
In short, the shape is very simple and the content is very rich.
Li Zhuiyuan admired it very carefully and deeply, until he shined the flashlight on the lower end of the hilt of the peach wood sword and read out the words on it:
"Shandong Linyi Furniture Factory."
Li Zhuiyuan: "..."
Putting down the peach wood sword, Li Zhuiyuan picked up the copper coin sword next to him.
This time he learned his lesson. He first looked at the hilt and then the side of the sword. After confirming that there was no factory statement, he then carefully observed the sword body.
"Kangxi Tongbao, Qianlong Tongbao, Jiaqing Tongbao..."
Although the copper coins are not very old, they should be real.
However, when Li Zhuiyuan continued to shine the flashlight carefully, he suddenly found that there was something mixed inside, the size of which was very different from that of copper coins.
He dug at it with his fingers, but couldn't get it off, so he could only continue to look for it in other parts of the sword body. He soon found another one of the same size, and he could see it clearly this time...
There were actually a lot of 1 and 5 cent coins!
The sword was made of copper coins on the outside, but was full of coins inside, and not even a dime could be found.
Although cents are also coins... they can't be considered fake, but Li Zhuiyuan always feels weird when they are mixed up in this way.
Putting the copper coin sword back, Li Zhuiyuan continued to search.
He saw two large flags. No, judging from their long shape, they should be called flags more appropriately.
These two flags take up a lot of space on the countertop. One is completely black and the other is purple.
The black one has many skulls and dragons embroidered on it, which looks evil;
The purple one has many flowers, birds and golden dragons embroidered on it, making it look upright and majestic.
Li Zhuiyuan tried to take off one side, but found that he couldn't lift it with one hand. He could only lean closer to the countertop, put the flashlight close, and continued to turn over it carefully.
He didn't know what he was looking for, but he thought he should be able to find it.
Sure enough, on the wooden handle of the black flag, Li Zhuiyuan found a line of crooked calligraphy: Li Ji White Team.
It's not even traditional Chinese, but simplified Chinese.
Li Zhuiyuan recalled that when there was a funeral at Big Beard's house, Xiao Huangying's administrative team also took out a lot of magical tools and props. Those things were counted in bundles and were packed and thrown into the truck after the funeral. .
Soon, Li Zhuiyuan also found the words on the purple flag, but this time it was traditional Chinese characters, but there was an extra sentence:
"Xue Ji, a white-collar worker, gave birth to a son by mistake."
"Alas."
Li Zhuiyuan sighed and pulled back the banner.
The anticipation and excitement he felt when he first came in have gradually faded away, and now he feels more and more peaceful.
The master did not lie to himself, he indeed collected a bunch of...rags.
When I was a child, I was often taken to work by my mother. At that time, the protection of cultural relics was not as strict as it is now. Many cultural relics did not even have glass covers, and they could even be touched at close range.
Therefore, Li Zhuiyuan once observed many magical instruments at close range, including the solemnity of Buddhism, the simplicity of Taoism, and the mystery of Lamaism.
When I read it before, it was too filling and even a little boring, but no matter what, it can't be compared with the ones in front of me. At least... they don't have labels.
Yes, Li Zhuiyuan saw labels on the next few Taoist robes and marked the sizes.
There was still a sticker on the back of the bright yellow robe that read: Exclusively for the crew.
Li Zhuiyuan also found three large baskets of talisman papers. He first picked them up and looked at them carefully. They were smooth to the touch. He couldn't understand the lines, but he could tell that they were written in one go and the writing was beautiful.
This made him feel interesting, and he turned over other talismans and found that there were many kinds inside.
But soon, Li Zhuiyuan discovered something was wrong. When he put two similar talismans in front of him, he couldn't tell the difference. They were exactly the same even with the stroke gap in the bottom corner.
So...this is printed?
Li Zhuiyuan rubbed his eyes, which made him feel a little sore. He even suspected that the master had stored so many things here. He might have originally planned to form a administrative team, plus the tables, chairs, bowls, basins and paper figures. , just in time to create a whole industry chain for funerals.
No longer looking at those objects, Li Zhuiyuan walked to the end, where there were more than a dozen boxes placed here.
I remember my grandpa said that someone else put this here for storage, and it was full of books.
"Huh?"
Li Zhuiyuan bent down and took a flashlight to look at the box carefully. The material... was almost exactly the same as the one in Grandpa Zhou's house that his family loved to collect.
That time, Grandpa Zhou was so excited that he collected a box and immediately called his old friends to show off. He was also called over to make tea.
In front of him, there are three boxes like this.
Although the other boxes were made of different materials and colors, Li Zhuiyuan observed that the textures were not bad.
Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but have some expectations in his heart. The books in such a precious box should not be from the publishing house, right?
Furthermore, in the past, it was impossible for state-owned publishing houses to publish books like "Jinsha Luo Wen Jing" because of feudal superstition.
There are traces of the seal remaining on the box, which must have been torn off a long time ago. There was originally a lock, but it was also pried off.
Li Zhuiyuan felt that it was the Taiye who did it, so was it really someone else who stored it with the Taiye?
Even though it was unlocked, it took a lot of effort for Li Zhuiyuan to open the lid of the box. After opening it, he shined a flashlight inside and Li Zhuiyuan immediately took a deep breath.
Books, books, books, all books!
And it's not printed. You can tell from the cover that it's handwritten.
When he was in school, his class would iterate through several sets of textbooks every semester, but he found it interesting the first time he read it.
Now, he finally experienced a sense of happiness wrapped in books.
He picked up several books in succession, looked at the covers, and found that they were all "Jianghu Zhiguilu", divided into many volumes.
The "jiangs and lakes" here are not martial arts, but real rivers and lakes.
Li Zhuiyuan opened the first volume with a flashlight and found that it contained not only text but also illustrations, including a painting of a person standing and walking in the water.
In this book, there is actually a description of falling to death?
This is not a place for reading. After closing the book, Li Zhuiyuan rummaged in the box for a long time and finally found the set of books.
"Jianghu Zhiguailu", a total of forty-two volumes.
The number of volumes is a bit high, but that’s no wonder, after all, it’s handwritten with a brush and the fonts are relatively large.
Li Zhuiyuan decided to read this set first. It should be similar to an encyclopedia that describes strange existences in rivers and lakes. It can be regarded as an introductory book.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't open the other boxes, he wanted to retain a sense of anticipation.
Next, Li Zhuiyuan started to move the books. It took three trips before he finally moved the complete set of "The Chronicles of Jianghu" to his room on the second floor.
He also re-locked the basement door, and took the key with him instead of putting it in his shoes.
"Marquis Xiaoyuan." Li Sanjiang's voice came from outside, "Marquis Xiaoyuan, come out quickly."
Li Zhuiyuan opened the door and walked out.
"Hey...you just went to roll in the mud?"
"Master, I'm going to take a shower and change clothes right now."
"Don't worry, take a look at this first, haha. Come on, Marquis Li, put it here, our grandfather and grandson are side by side."
"Okay." Uncle Qin came up carrying a wicker chair.
Li Zhuiyuan felt warm in his heart. He told his grandfather yesterday that he wanted a wicker chair, and his grandfather actually bought it for him today.
"Master, I also want a desk lamp."
The light bulbs in the house were not bright enough to provide light at night, and it was a bit difficult to read. Li Zhuiyuan saw that there was a kerosene lamp at home, but there was no need to eat hard.
"Want a desk lamp to read?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, Lihou, you go to town again and buy Yao'er's desk lamp, and buy some more pens and notebooks. I don't think the other Yao'er still has that stationery box... Forget it, what do you think? Buy almost everything.”
"Okay, I'll go after dinner."
"Forget the afternoon, there is still some time before lunch, you should go now."
"Okay."
Li Sanjiang looked at Li Zhuiyuan again and said seriously: "When your grandfather came here earlier, I told him to ask Yinghou to come over and give you tutoring in the afternoon."
After saying that, Li Sanjiang's old face actually showed a joking look of "Ha, you didn't expect that, did you?"
"Huh?"
Li Zhuiyuan's face showed disappointment. He planned to concentrate on reading and didn't want to help his sister with tutoring.
When my sister did her summer homework for the first year of high school, she did not understand too many questions. Now that she is previewing the second year of high school courses in advance, she does not understand too many questions.
Li Sanjiang stretched out his hand and rubbed Li Zhuiyuan's head, and said earnestly: "You kid, just follow your mother. With such a smart brain, isn't it a pity not to use it to study?"
"But, Master..."
"It's nothing but, study hard and get into a good university like your mother in the future. This is the right path, do you understand?"
"But Master, I'm already taking classes at the university."
"Hey, you still dare to fool your great-grandfather and me. Your great-grandfather and I have never eaten pork and have never seen a pig running? Be obedient, and this is the end of the matter!
Oh, by the way, Lihou, when you go to town later, buy some snacks for your children. Buy whatever you have, and buy one for your daughter as well. ”
"Okay, uncle."
Li Zhuiyuan looked at Uncle Qin, pointed to the southeast corner of the terrace, and said, "Uncle, can you help me put the wicker chair over there?"
Uncle Qin: "Okay."
"What are you doing there?" Li Sanjiang saw that Li Zhuiyuan was unwilling to sit side by side with his wicker chair, so he curiously walked to the southeast corner. Good guy, he looked down and saw the little girl sitting on the threshold of the east room.
"Hey, Xiao Yuanhou, what are you doing here?"
Li Zhuiyuan: "Master, I think the feng shui here is good."
"Bah!" Li Sanjiang scolded with a smile, "You think I don't know your thoughts, and you just want to look at other people's pretty girls."
That girl Qin Li is indeed good-looking, otherwise Li Sanjiang wouldn't have taken the initiative to hand her candy, but that girl is really evil.
Uncle Qin moved the wicker chair over and said hello to Li Sanjiang. He was going to go shopping in town next.
After Uncle Qin left, Li Sanjiang pulled Li Zhuiyuan, pointed his finger at him and warned:
"Let me tell you, Xiao Yuanhou, just look at this girl. Don't even think about getting close to her and playing with her, otherwise she will scratch your face. Look at your face, how white and tender it is. It’s such a shame to lose your appearance. How will you find a wife in the future?”
"Okay, Master, I understand."
"Besides, you can't like any girl. If you like someone with a brain defect, it doesn't matter how beautiful she is. Do you really want to take care of her for the rest of your life?"
It was not convenient for Li Sanjiang to say these words when Qin Li was around.
"I understand, Master."
"Forget it, you're still young. Why am I telling you this? You're still too young to marry a wife. Well, I'll go out, sir. If I don't come back for lunch, you'll eat alone."
"Yeah."
Li Sanjiang went downstairs with his hands behind his back, humming a little tune, walked to the dam, turned back and looked at the terrace above, with a smile on his face.
Xiao Yuanhou asked him for something, but he didn't care about money, he had money!
He suddenly felt that spending the money he earned on his children was also a kind of happiness.
In the past, he felt that the Marquis of Han was useless as a slave to his sons, especially those sons who were not very filial, but now, he suddenly thought better of it.
What if raising children is not to provide for oneself in old age, but simply because it would be interesting and make one's life more fulfilling?
We gave birth to you, so I don’t ask you to be grateful to me. Anyway, I want my own life to be complete.
Hey, that feels pretty good too.
Li Sanjiang shook his head, that's all. What's the use of thinking about it now? He's almost dead and destined to be childless in this life.
After the master left, Li Zhuiyuan took a shower and changed his clothes, and then he couldn't wait to pick up the first volume of "The Chronicles of Jianghu Zhiguai", sat down on the wicker chair, opened the pages and started reading.
The characters in this book are written in thin gold fonts, which makes it much more comfortable to read. In comparison, the characters in the "Jinsha Luo Wen Jing" are like dogs crawling.
I silently made a wish in my heart: I hope that the other books in the box will all have good calligraphy.
Li Zhuiyuan quickly fell into the reading atmosphere, but every time he turned the page, he would glance down at the girl sitting there with her feet on the threshold.
He had no distracting thoughts in his mind, he simply felt that looking at beautiful things would be pleasing to the eyes and make people feel happier.
However, except for turning her eyes and looking at Niu Fu's back in the morning, the girl made no other movements.
The reading time passed quickly, and Uncle Qin came back halfway and brought himself a desk lamp, a set of stationery, and many snacks.
After watching it for a while, Aunt Liu's voice came from below: "Xiao Yuanhou, it's time to eat!"
"Okay, I'm down."
Putting down the book, Li Zhuiyuan went downstairs. He still had lunch on the Bazi, but he was at a table by himself.
Placed on the square wooden stool is a plate of chicken nuggets and roasted edamame, a plate of scrambled eggs with leeks and a bowl of crucian carp soup.
Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but sigh, the living conditions of the Grandpa's family were indeed good.
At grandpa's house, Brother Pan Zi and Brother Lei Zi should still be eating porridge.
However, he didn't think about bringing the food back to share. He knew that this was inappropriate.
On the dam, Grandma Liu squatted beside Qin Li, softly persuading.
Finally, Qin Li lowered her head and started eating.
It's still the way to eat breakfast, the dishes and rice are very frequent, and the rhythm is absolutely not chaotic.
After Li Zhuiyuan finished eating, he put away the dishes and chopsticks before Aunt Liu appeared and sent them to the kitchen. Then he washed his hands and returned to the second floor to continue reading.
The first volume of this book begins with a story about falling to death. There are really many types of falling to death, such as those that can walk upright. In this book, they can only be considered as dangerous in the middle range, or even slightly more dangerous. Lower.
But the more severe the death, the blurry the date and location recorded, and the more abstract the pictures, gradually feeling like reading "The Classic of Mountains and Seas".
Li Zhuiyuan thought this was normal. It was so fierce that it fell to death. Not many people who saw it could come back alive. Naturally, the records were vague.
"Far Son."
Yingzi came over holding a wooden stool and a small bench.
Li Zhuiyuan raised his head and looked at Yingzi: "Sister."
"I'm here, haha, come and eat some candy." Yingzi took out the candy from his pocket and handed it over.
"Thank you, sister." Li Zhuiyuan peeled off a piece of candy, put it into his mouth, and then walked into his bedroom.
Yingzi opened the cloth bag and put the book and the title on it. She curiously reached out and flipped through the book Li Zhuiyuan left on the wicker chair, frowning slightly. She couldn't understand the word.
At this time, Li Zhuiyuan came out with snacks and placed them next to Yingzi: "Sister, eat."
"This is too much, how can I eat so much."
"Take it back to everyone, don't let grandma see it."
What Li Zhuiyuan took out were the snacks Li Weihan had sent in the morning. His uncle had bought them, but he didn't touch them.
"You are my younger brother. I would be embarrassed to eat from you."
Seeing that Li Zhuiyuan had picked up the book and continued reading, Yingzi had no choice but to continue:
"Touko, when my sister earns money from work in the future, I will buy more delicious food for you to eat."
Li Zhuiyuan raised his head and responded with a smile: "Okay, sister."
Then he lowered his head and continued reading.
Seeing that he was so engaged, Yingzi also lowered her head to preview her homework. However, this time she did not ask Li Zhuiyuan when she encountered something she didn't understand like she did before. Instead, she wrote it down and waited to ask him together at the end, so as not to disturb him yet.
After Li Zhuiyuan finished reading the first volume, he stood up, walked to the open space in front, and carefully performed a set of national middle school student radio gymnastics.
Many of the contents in this book are obscure and vague. I have to think about it while reading. This is the first time that I have been so tired from reading a book.
However, it is really fulfilling and rewarding.
Li Zhuiyuan was very happy because he could finally empathize with those students in the class who were poor at studying. It turned out that they had always lived such a happy and fulfilling life.
After doing exercises, Li Zhuiyuan went to the toilet. He didn't need the spittoon during the day. He went downstairs and ran to the back of the house. On the way, he saw the girl sitting behind the threshold and stopped to say hello:
"Good afternoon."
Of course, the girl didn't respond and didn't even give him a glance from the corner of her eye.
After returning to the second floor, he put the first volume back, took out the second volume, and continued reading.
With the adaptation in the first volume as a basis, Li Zhuiyuan was able to gradually understand the author's writing habits, and even resonate with some of the other person's mentality. Therefore, he only took half the time to read the second volume in the first volume.
He immediately went to change the third volume. By the time he finished the third volume, it was almost dusk.
Li Zhuiyuan put down the book and looked at Sister Yingzi next to him.
“Sister, is there something you don’t understand?”
"Yes, this, this, this, this, this, and these..."
Li Zhuiyuan took over his sister's pen and began to write about the problem-solving process. He wrote it in as much detail as possible so that his sister could read it slowly by herself. At least, it was much more efficient than explaining it orally.
Watching her younger brother write "shuashua" quickly in his notebook, Yingzi only felt envious.
Sure enough, if Lao Li's family excluded his sister-in-law and younger brother, there would be so many people in the family that they might not even be able to come up with an idea.
She really feels that she is very lucky. Although her parents will give her money to buy teaching materials, the tutoring books in this era are very rough. Many real questions and explanations are only available in some key schools. Even if they are willing to spend money, it is very difficult. Hard to get.
Not to mention that the role of her younger brother has long surpassed that of a tutorial book. He is simply her own private tutor. No matter how enlightened her parents are, they cannot afford to hire a school teacher to make up lessons alone.
After Li Zhuiyuan finished writing, he breathed a long sigh of relief, rubbed his sore wrists, and said: "Sister, I suggest you first understand the concepts thoroughly, and then deepen your understanding with simple questions, so that your learning efficiency can be improved. Improved.”
Eiko: But, is this what I do?
Yingzi lowered her head and began to look at the problem-solving process given by her brother. She could feel that it was very detailed, but when she looked at it step by step, she still found it a bit difficult.
It was as if the brain was being forcibly opened, and knowledge points were poured in bit by bit with great difficulty, and little by little was poured in.
At this time, Li Sanjiang came back. He walked to the dam, looked up, and saw Li Zhuiyuan and Yingzi sitting in the southeast corner of the second floor.
He saw Li Zhuiyuan with a smile on his face and a relaxed expression, and he saw Yingzi with a sad and hopeless look on his face.
"Huh, this brat, he doesn't study hard and gives my sister a headache!"
……
Yingzi didn't stay here to eat dinner. Li Weihan had already given the order when she came.
Li Sanjiang did open his mouth this time, but when he saw that she insisted on refusing, he gave up.
In the past, Li Sanjiang had always looked down upon Li Weihan's four sons, and even ignored their children. But today, he asked Yingzi to tutor Xiao Yuanhou.
"Marquis Xiaoyuan, give some snacks to your sister tomorrow."
Li Zhuiyuan, who was eating, responded: "Master, I divided it."
"Yeah."
Only then did Li Sanjiang feel very guilty, but he couldn't make the girl so angry that she wouldn't come to make up classes tomorrow.
After dinner, as usual, Li Zhuiyuan went to take a shower first. When he came out after taking a shower, he saw Li Sanjiang standing on the northern edge of the terrace, holding a cigarette in his left hand and holding the handle in his right hand. In front of him, under the moonlight, appeared A parabolic column of water.
"Marquis Xiaoyuan, are you done washing?"
"It's done, Master, go and wash it."
"Well, go to the room and wait for me."
Li Sanjiang shook his shoulders, straightened his chest, and then rocked his thighs back and forth.
Li Zhuiyuan realized that he didn't actually need a spittoon at night.
When I walked into the master's bedroom, the formation was still there, but it was newly painted.
After looking at the formation, Li Zhuiyuan blinked in confusion. It could be seen that tonight's formation was the same as last night's, but it was still different from what was painted in the "Jinsha Luo Wen Jing".
It's understandable that it's different from what's in the book, after all, it was the same last night.
"But why is it a little different from what I drew last night?"
Li Zhuiyuan could only suspect that the master had made slight adjustments based on the effectiveness of the formation last night.
One is because he is still reading introductory books and has not seen the formation diagram;
The second is that his world is full of rigor, and it is temporarily impossible to break away from the inertia of rigorous thinking to consider another possibility.
Li Zhuiyuan sat in his seat.
After a while, Li Sanjiang came in after taking a shower. He was wearing a pair of white pants with a hole in them.
Just like yesterday, he first tied himself and Li Zhuiyuan up with black ropes, still in the same position, then lit the candles, and finally he sat in the circle.
This time, Li Zhuiyuan looked carefully and found that the Taiye's talisman was taken out of his pants, and the pants had no pockets.
Light it up, chant sutras, and hurry up before it burns your hands
"Crack!"
Slap it on the ground.
The candle didn't go out and the light bulb didn't flicker.
"Are you ready, Master?"
"No, wait a moment."
After saying that, Li Sanjiang took out another talisman, lit it, and repeated the action, but this time he slapped the talisman on the ground with greater force.
"Crack!!!"
The sound of crispy meat made Li Sanjiang's mouth twitch with pain.
But vigorous efforts produce results.
With a "swish" sound, all the candles were extinguished, and the light bulb above the head flickered twice.
"It's done!"
Li Sanjiang breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly: "Xiao Yuanhou, go to bed, remember, don't remove the rope."
"I understand, Master."
When Li Zhuiyuan went out, Li Sanjiang immediately blew into his palm:
"Whoosh...hiss...it hurts."
After blowing, he looked at the bed again, and his face immediately showed a grimace:
"Damn it, aren't there still zombies having a meeting tonight?"
……
After Li Zhuiyuan returned to the bedroom, he did not go to bed. Instead, he turned on the lamp, took out the fourth volume, and continued reading.
After finishing the fourth volume, he took out the fifth volume, but before reading a few pages of the fifth volume, he rested his forehead on the table and fell asleep.
……
In the rice field, an old lady appeared. If Li Zhuiyuan saw her at this time, he would recognize her as the one carried on Niu Fu's hunchback.
Her body was hunched over, her eyes were glowing green, and her face, which was originally full of grooves, slowly grew out wisps of fine hair.
Her figure disappeared from the spot. The next moment, she appeared on the dam, and then disappeared again. This time, she appeared again in the house on the first floor.
She stopped in the pile of paper and looked at the many paper figures, paper horses, and paper houses... She tilted her head, with a strange smile on her face.
……
Li Zhuiyuan rubbed his eyes and raised his head. He actually fell asleep while reading.
He planned to take a nap before going to bed, just as his grandfather showed him.
Li Zhuiyuan got up, walked to the door of the bedroom, opened the door, and walked out without noticing that behind the small desk, he was still sleeping soundly with his pillow on the desk.
When he came outside, Li Zhuiyuan felt refreshed as the cool evening breeze blew.
But soon, he heard the noise coming from downstairs.
It's so late, who's making a fuss?
No... Grandpa's house is very quiet even during the day.
Li Zhuiyuan walked to the edge of the terrace and listened.
He heard men and women talking and singing, horses neighing, cats and dogs barking, and all kinds of sounds. It seemed like there was a carnival dance going on on the first floor.
But there is only a lot of paper on the first floor, right?
Li Zhuiyuan was shocked at first, and then realized: Oh, I must be dreaming.
At this moment, Li Zhuiyuan glanced down, and he was shocked to see a figure wearing a purple cheongsam standing on the dam, Qin Li!
Hey, how come you walked out of the threshold on your own?
No,
No,
Why did you appear in my dream!
(End of chapter)