After Wang Sheng thanked Wang Yan, he did not tell anyone about it.
Firstly, it was a long time before the incident occurred, and secondly, others would not believe that a person who was not yet a scholar had the subjective intention to attack his cousin.
Instead of falling into the vortex of self-evident troubles and public opinion, it is better to study seriously and get out of this muddy place as soon as possible.
Moreover, Wang Jiong's methods are not very clever. As long as he is on guard, he will not fall into the trap. He can tie up nothing but family ties. However, Wang Sheng had no affection for him. The three months of getting along with him did not increase any friendship, but instead added a bit of impatience.
Moral kidnapping is naturally unworkable.
On the last day of the field holiday, Wang Shengming told his mother that he came to the source of the Shizi River on the pretext of visiting friends.
More than three months are enough for the tender green leaves to turn into dark green, and the trickling water to turn into a wide stream.
The height not shown in the picture was also displayed in front of Wang Sheng's eyes. It was as high as two adult men. If he accidentally fell, he had to follow the stream and step on the smooth stones to balance himself. Only through individual efforts can one climb up. It is indeed impossible to save oneself.
Wang Sheng took out a rice dumpling from the basket. This was when he was eating at noon. He used it as an excuse to share this meal with brothers Wang Yan and Wang Yi to thank the two brothers for inviting them to these days. When he went to Fushui, Liu Zhaoxing specially made sweet rice dumplings from the unused glutinous rice from the last Dragon Boat Festival, and brought an extra one to avoid Wang Sheng being hungry.
He put the sweet rice dumplings into a bowl, walked to the place looking for memories, put the bowl on the ground, and sat on the ground.
The birds chirped loudly in the trees, telling profound stories. Their voices follow the direction of the wind and spread into the distance. It seems that only a corner of the world under the shade of the trees is occupied by them.
Suddenly, a butterfly landed on Wang Sheng's hand. Its delicate pattern resembled a painting carefully drawn by an artist. He raised his hand, and the butterfly spread its wings and flew away from the back of his hand, but surrounded Wang Sheng's hand. around.
If there is an afterlife, I wish you peace, joy and everything goes well in the next life.
Wang Sheng thought in his heart.
He picked up the bowl, peeled off the rice dumpling leaves and ate all the food before heading to Wang Yi's house.
On the second day, Wang Sheng went to the clan school as usual, but unexpectedly discovered a few new faces. It seems that a few more families are sending their children to school. In a short time, the school should be full. Wang Sheng thought to himself, and without delay, his men took out "The Analects of Confucius" and their summer homework and put them on the table.
"Brother Sheng!"
Wang Sheng's voice arrived first before he arrived, and he jumped up and sat down next to Wang Sheng.
"The sweet rice dumplings you sent yesterday are so delicious. The red bean flavor, tsk..."
Wang Yi licked his lips, having endless aftertaste of the sweet rice dumplings.
"As long as you get used to it, take out your homework first and wait for Master Xu to check it."
Wang Sheng shook his head, a smile spread on his lips, and he couldn't help but remind Wang Yi to take out his homework.
Wang Yi stood up and rummaged through his book bag before taking out his homework and placing it on the table. After sitting down, I felt restless and looked around, noting the lively movement.
When the little clever guy looked back, he caught a glimpse of a strange figure. He silently came to Wang Sheng's side, grabbed Wang Sheng's sleeve with his little hands, and whispered: "Your big brother, come back to the clan. "Study, do you know?"
"Brother?"
Wang Sheng really doesn't know about this. Liu Zhaoxing hasn't been chatting much recently, and he rarely hears these gossips in the village. thing.
"That's the eldest grandson of your clan, Wang Xian!"
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Wang Mi hated the fact that iron could not become steel, so she slapped Wang Sheng on the arm.
However, Wang Sheng did not understand this matter, but it could not dampen his interest.
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"I really don't know about this."
No one came to the house to say anything about this matter. Logically speaking, there would be rumors about any major move.
"Of course you don't know about this. Grandma Wang and your aunt are still in the village, and they have also hired day laborers in the fields. They said that they hired people because he broke his leg in early March and could not plant the land. Didn't everyone notice it too?"
Wang Yi said mysteriously, not forgetting to draw with his hand.
"Later, when the farming was busy, he disappeared. This guy was puzzled. After asking around, he found out that your eldest brother who goes to school in the town will take the county examination next year, and your uncle is going to the town to find a suitable apartment. The yard is rented to facilitate your elder brother's exam. Everyone knows now that the words about a broken leg some time ago are not credible."
"However, not long after I said this, I came again last night. My grandfather, let your eldest brother go to the clan school.”
“I was curious right now. I got up to go to the toilet, but I didn’t want to go to the toilet now, so I lay at the door and eavesdropped. It was said that there was no money at home, but I couldn’t hear the specific reason. Your uncle’s voice was softer than Shuo Shu’s.”
“I was lying at the door, it was dark, and I didn’t care. I made some noise and ran away in fear of being caught by my grandfather..."
From the corner of his eye, Wang Yi saw Master Xu walking in, and did not say anything more. He sat upright on the chair, his eyes wide. Don’t squint.
Master Xu coughed, and the school fell silent for an instant.
After seeing that everyone was quiet, Master Xu started checking the homework from the first table. At this time, when checking the homework, some students were full of mistakes. Some said they forgot to bring it, some said it was stained, and some said their hands were injured. Master Xu bluntly asked these people to make up these homework tomorrow. These people with faults are notJin wailed.
"Today, a few more students have come to the school to study. Please come up and introduce yourselves and get to know each other." Master Xu gave up his seat in front to these new students. The classmate himself stood beside him, holding a thin booklet in his hand.
"My name is Wang Chang. I am nine years old. I am a farmer at home. I have two older brothers..."
"My name is Wang Dan. I am seven years old. You are free. You can come to my house to play, it's best to bring some toys..."
"Yu's surname is Wang, his given name is Xian, he studied at Shangshan Academy in Qinghe Town, and has studied the Four Classics. If you don't know where you are, come and look for me."
This man is about the same height as Wang Yan, and his eyebrows are slightly raised, showing a sense of confidence and arrogance. Those deep agate-like eyes shone with wisdom, projecting a calm yet sharp edge.
He bent his upper body and lowered his head slightly, then straightened up and suddenly raised his lips and smiled. This smile was warm and bright, which neutralized the temperament between his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes were slightly curved. , and his eyes were filled with a bit of smile.
"I am very happy to reward you."
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"You guys find a place to sit down first, and after you finish your lunch, I will come and adjust your seats." "
After several classmates introduced him, Master Xu came up and said.
"Now, take out "The Analects of Confucius" from your book bags..."
Wang Sheng was hardly distracted and missed the introductions of several classmates. When he regained consciousness, he heard Xu Master is about to start teaching "The Analects of Confucius", so he quickly corrects his mentality and listens carefully.