Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Bai Er froze, and Mr. Zhuang introduced him with a smile, "This is my third disciple, Bai Cheng."

It was only then that Lan Cheng realized something was wrong. He looked back and forth at the three children and said hesitantly, "Their ages..."

Although the three of them look very young and seem to be about the same age, Man Bao is the shortest, Bai Shanbao is next, and the tallest Bai Erlang is the third disciple...

Mr. Zhuang laughed loudly after hearing this, and said happily: "The arrangement is based on the entry time, and the three children have also discussed it."

Lan Cheng had no choice but to appreciate Man Bao even more, being able to take advantage of the two boys who were older than her, at their current age, they would either win in battle or rely on their brains.

Lan Cheng looked at the entourage at the side and asked him to bring the gift.

When he received the greeting card, he knew that Mr. Zhuang was going to bring three disciples to his door, so he also prepared three copies of the greeting ceremony.

I just don't know one of the female dolls.

But they are all students, no matter who he is, the four treasures of the study can be used.

The three accepted the gift happily, and then Lan Cheng talked about the school exam.

"The world has been peaceful these years. Except for the occasional conflicts at the border, everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, so the style of writing has gradually flourished." Lan Cheng said: "In the past two years, there have been a lot of talented people, so the exams for government schools are more difficult than in previous years. "

After all, there are only so many places to go to school, and if there are more people who study and are talented, the competition will naturally increase.

Mr. Zhuang nodded in understanding.

"With the ability of your second disciple, maybe you can compete. It's okay if you don't pass the exam this year. You can try again next year."

Mr. Zhuang understood, and he also felt that Bai Shan could compete for it, but whether he could pass the exam would depend on his luck. Obviously, there are quite a few outstanding students in this year's reference.

Of course, Lan Cheng not only gave this suggestion, but also made a list of books for Bai Shan, saying: "You can read more of these books in the near future."

There are fifteen volumes.

Bai Erlang was speechless.

The reading that the gentlemen mentioned is not just reading it once, but remembering it, and possibly memorizing it.

Bai Shan respectfully took the book list and accepted it.

Man Bao went up to take a look, and he knew it, "You have read three books, have you remembered those three books?"

"I didn't memorize it, I just read it once."

It is read as an extra-curricular book, who would recite it.

Bai Erlang also went to read it. He hadn't read any of them, and he hadn't even heard of some titles. He asked, "Did you bring these books?"

"No," Bai Shanbao said, "I don't have any, so I have to go to the bookstore to buy."

Man Bao said: "I don't know if the bookstore in Yizhou City is big or not, and if there are many books."

Bai Shanbao: "It will always be bigger than Luojiang County, and it will always be more than Luojiang County."

When Lan Cheng saw the three little ones whispering together, he smiled slightly, and simply asked Mr. Zhuang to go out for a walk and talk by the way.

After the three of them finished whispering, they realized that the two gentlemen had gone far away, and they only had time to see their backs.

The three of them subconsciously took two steps forward, remembering that it was not good to disturb the adults talking, so they stopped.

Man Bao rubbed his head and asked, "Why are Mr. Lan and Mr. Lan classmates, but they are so different in age?"

"I don't know," Bai Erlang rolled his eyes and said, "Could it be that Mister isn't that smart?"

Bai Shanbao shook his head, "Sir, are you late at school?"

The three guessed here that Mr. Zhuang and Lan Cheng who left together were also talking about the past, "Since we left Mianzhou that year, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, right?"

"Yes, twelve or three years."

"Mr. Huang also went away two years ago, and before he left, he still mentioned you."

Mr. Zhuang paused, with a sad face, "Mr. Huang passed away?"

"Yes," Lan Cheng said after a pause, "Mr. said he was sorry for you a lot."

Mr. Zhuang was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "I never blamed Mr.

Lan Cheng sighed, "The Ching Ming Festival is approaching, do you want to go worship with me?"

"Sure, you will ask me out then."

"Okay." Lan Cheng didn't want to continue such a sad topic, so he changed the topic and said, "Those three of your disciples, Bai Shanruo, are going to study at the government school, what about the other two?"

"They study with me," Mr. Zhuang said with a smile: "The government school is naturally good, but some things are not easy to teach the masters of the government school, so if Bai Shan can pass the exam, I will stay here, and I will teach him in his spare time. He, and the other two disciples with him the rest of the time."

Just now, Mr. Lan also passed the exam for Bai Cheng. Bai Cheng's knowledge is indeed far inferior to that of Bai Shan and Zhou Man, but his foundation is also very solid. With this kind of knowledge, after three or four years of study, he can try to pass the exam. The government has studied.

Lan Cheng also went to a government school. When he was in school, there was still a gentleman at home. In addition to teaching other children in the family, he would also teach him some things that the government school would not teach.

It is equivalent to the existence of their staff.

He knew that what his classmate was doing now was such a job, but, "That little lady, is it okay to just follow you like this?"

Mr. Zhuang said with a smile, "Her brother came with us."

Only then did Lan Cheng smile, and pondered, "I've never heard of Zhou's family in Luojiang County."

"The Zhou family is not a big family, but just an ordinary farmer."

Lan Cheng didn't believe it, "Can the farmer's family send the little lady to study?"

Mr. Zhuang didn't explain much, but said: "His mother is wise, and his family is harmonious."

Lan Cheng smiled indifferently, and said: "I have a granddaughter who is only a few years younger than them. If your female disciple is free, why not send her here to play with my granddaughter."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head and said with a smile: "Then I guess some will wait, she is very busy."

Lan Cheng didn't believe it, and he didn't know that this little girl was really busy until he went to their courtyard a few times as a guest.

They had lunch at Lan's house that day, and went to the bookstore together in the afternoon.

Mr. Zhuang also wants to visit the bookstores. He has lived in Yizhou for many years, and he knows the old bookstores in this city best. As for the new bookstores opened in these years, he does not understand.

But they have been here for a long time and are not in a hurry.

Mr. Zhuang led them to a big bookstore in his memory, and then left the three of them to look for books by himself.

This is a bookstore with two floors, the rows of bookshelves are arranged very neatly, and the rows next to the walls are even made of bamboo slips.

Man Bao was amazed when he saw it, so he ran to the bamboo slips, took a volume and read it, and asked, "Is this an ancient book?"

Mr. Zhuang happened to pass by, took a look and said, "It was made just to deceive children like you. You don't need to read the bamboo slips now, you should read the paper books first."

Then floated away.

Having said that, the three still couldn't put it down because Bai Shanbao and the others found out that they had never read the content on it in other books.

But Bai Erlang thought, there are not many words carved on a roll of bamboo slips, and reading a roll of bamboo slips is much faster than reading a book, the main reason is that they are all in one copy, which sounds nice.

Good night

I finally finished my birthday today, and I will start adding more tomorrow