Please sign for your missing male ticket [Liao Zhai]

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"Ah? It's just... I said, that..." I hesitated for a long time, but I didn't have the nerve to explain my lie to Brother Tang.Fortunately, brother Tang didn't show me the spirit of breaking the casserole and asking the end. He stared at my face for a while, said "wait for me later" and went out. A set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

After spreading out the paper and licking the ink, Brother Tang picked up the pen and started writing.I have never learned the skill of calligraphy and I don't understand the way, but I can tell the difference between good and bad.Brother Tang's handwriting is undoubtedly good, his handwriting is extremely neat, every stroke is so neat that it seems to have been rubbed directly from a seal, but apart from being neat, there is a sense of free and easy.

I stood next to brother Tang and watched him write. When he wrote a word, I read a word. When I met someone I didn’t know, I just skipped over.Brother Tang is now writing a poem called "Living Homely in Early Summer After an Afternoon Siesta".I finished reading the first two sentences with someone I knew well, and then the next two sentences came out of my mouth while Brother Tang was dipping in the ink.

Brother Tang dipped his ink for a moment when he heard it, and asked, "Have you ever studied this poem?"

I haven't learned it.I didn’t teach it in elementary school textbooks, but I can recite this poem.The unreasonable things were all pushed to the original body Wang Erxi. After I added the three words "educated" before the label of the original body Wang Erxi's liar-rapist, I ambiguously blurred Brother Tang's question.

Brother Tang wrote a few more poems next, and without exception, I could recite the next sentence by looking at the first sentence.Carrying on the back, I feel like I have become a primary school student who is being checked by the teacher for reciting, and I am still a very good kind of primary school student.

Now, I couldn't be more vague. Under the probing eyes of Brother Tang, I scratched my head and said truthfully according to my impression: "It seems that someone taught me, but I don't remember clearly."

"That's it." After pondering for a while, Brother Tang said, "I see that you are not fully literate, so I want to teach you based on "Poetry of a Thousand Families". Since you have learned it before, then you can change it."

It's not that I don't know enough characters, it's obviously that the switching system between traditional and simplified Chinese is not complete.I grabbed Brother Tang's hand that was about to write, and said frankly: "No need to change. I can only memorize these poems, and I still don't know the words that I should not know." I casually pointed to the poems written by Brother Tang, Said: "I don't know this word."

"Plantains are divided into green and window screens. This is the word 'and'." Brother Tang put down his pen, pulled a stool beside him, patted the stool, and motioned for me to sit.When I sat down, brother Tang pushed the poem and pen he had just written in front of me, and said, "Mark out the words you don't know, and I'll teach you together later."

I nodded, having trouble with the few pages of poems under my hand.

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Do you have the heart to draw a line on the face of a beautiful woman?

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I couldn't bear it, so I also couldn't bear to put pen and ink on the poem written by brother Tang.

Brother Tang saw that I hadn't written for a long time, so he asked, "Do you know all these characters?"

"No." I put the pen aside and said frankly, "I don't want to mark."

Brother Tang looked at me for a long time, probably shocked by my reasons, and after a while, he leaned over to get the pen in my hand. "Then point out the words you don't know, and I'll put them on another piece of paper."

I like this method.

After finalizing the method, I started to pick words.Thanks to the books I read for more than ten years before time travel, my level of literacy is also very good. Even if the difficulty is increased and the traditional version is replaced, there are not a few characters in the traditional and simplified characters.Picking and picking, I picked out ten words in total.

Brother Tang wrote the words I picked out and lined them up on the paper, and explained them in order.

Teaching people to recognize new characters is easy, just let the person repeat his own pronunciation several times, but Brother Tang, he teaches people by saying the word first, and then starting with allusions, explaining the words related to the word. knowledge.After speaking a word, in addition to being able to remember the pronunciation of the word, I can also gain a bunch of extra dry goods.

The best teacher, all right.

By the time Brother Tang finished explaining these ten words, the sky had already darkened.After the ink-stained sea of ​​clouds devoured the last ray of sunlight, it also blocked Yuehua behind.

After reading all the ten words with unsatisfied interest, I said sincerely: "Brother Tang, with your knowledge, it's a pity to only farm the land."

When brother Tang heard what I said, he smiled and picked up the pen and paper on the table and said, "It's not a pity."

Not a pity?Why is it not a pity?If you use this knowledge to become a teacher, not to mention benefiting the villagers, but just talking about making money, it must be more than farming, no matter what?I looked at Brother Tang who was clearing the table, and said that I really don't understand these intellectuals.

Brother Tang packed up his things and went out with them. After walking a few steps, he stopped suddenly, turned around and said, "By the way, I'm going to drink at Uncle Xicun's house for a while, and I won't be back at night. If Wanniang asks , tell her for me."

"Xicun? Are you going so late?" Although I don't know the exact time, but as far as the weather is concerned, it's already past seven o'clock.I looked at the moonless and starless sky, thought for a while and persuaded: "Why don't you go, it's too dark and the road is not easy to walk."

"I'll go with the light, don't worry."

Brother Tang's attitude is very firm, so it's hard for me to say more.I took out the lantern and lit the wick, and I stood in front of the door, watching the figure of brother Tang carrying the lamp gradually drift away, slowly melt into the night, and finally shrunk to a point and disappeared.

Inexplicably, there is some reluctance.

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Brother Tang didn't come back until breakfast.

During the meal, when I reported Brother Tang's whereabouts to Sister Wan, Sister Wan repeated my words before reading Brother Tang's sentence, and then bowed her head to eat.

When brother Tang came back, it was already noon.At that time, I was sitting in the courtyard picking vegetables, when I saw the courtyard door was pushed open.It is not appropriate to say that it is pushed away, but it is more appropriate to say that it should be pushed away.

Brother Tang backed up and opened the courtyard door, looking back at the road behind his feet from time to time, and working together with a bearded uncle to move a wooden bed inside.Brother Tang raised his eyebrows at me when he saw me, and said, "Can you make room in the main room so that you can move this bed in?"

I had to stand up immediately, ran into the room, pushed the table and chairs aside, and made room for the wooden bed.

Sister Wan also came out of the kitchen when she heard the movement.She blocked me who wanted to help Brother Tang move the bed, pulled me aside, and watched Brother Tang and Uncle Beard working together in the house with me.

The bearded uncle put down the bed and left. After Brother Tang sent the bearded uncle out of the house, he turned around and met me and Sister Wan.Brother Tang pointed to the main room, and said, "Uncle's old bed is no longer needed. I see that bed is quite good, so I want to come over."

Sister Wan didn't say a word about it, but I ran back to the main room, looked at the wooden bed, and expressed my opinion: "I don't want such a good bed anymore? Brother Tang, if you don't tell me, I won't be able to see that this is the bed." An old bed."

"It's not too old." Brother Tang leaned against the door and said, "My cousin is getting married, so Uncle is thinking of changing him to a new bed."

"Get married..." I looked at the bed that was not much bigger than the dormitory bed, and said connivingly, "It needs to be replaced with a new, bigger bed."

Brother Tang smiled and did not continue this topic. He walked a few steps outside and said to Sister Wan, "Wanniang, help me find a bed."

Sister Wan followed Brother Tang to the wing room. After I saw Sister Wan and Brother Tang entered the wing room, I looked back at the tables and chairs pushed to a corner, and finally found a job at Sister Wan's home.

There are not many things in the main room, except for the tables, chairs and benches, there are only some fragments left.After I put those things back to the wall, I set up the tables and chairs.When this wooden bed was not placed before, the main room was empty looking left and right, but now that the bed is squeezed in, the main room immediately appears full.

Three chairs and a table are comfortably placed on the left side of the main room. There is no problem with the arrangement alone. There is a chair that touches the edge of the bed.

It was simply overcrowded.

I tried a few times but couldn't find a better way to put them, so I could only lie on the table for a while, and went out of the house to find a rag to wipe the bed.When passing by Sister Wan's door, I happened to face to face with Brother Tang who was holding the quilt.

Brother Tang was apparently kicked out of the room by Sister Wan, accompanied by the sound of the door closing heavily behind him, Brother Tang shrugged helplessly and said, "Help me make the bed?"

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On the wooden bed in the main room, from the beginning to the end, Brother Tang didn’t tell me why Sister Wan was angry. no home.

Hmm... could also be mood swings during those days of the month.

Once Sister Wan closed the door, there was no sign of opening it again. Brother Tang and I looked at each other for a while and said, "The food I cook is not as good as your Sister Wan's."

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Brother Tang didn't frame me.

Sister Wan's cooking is at the level of a restaurant's private kitchen, and brother Tang's cooking is at the level of the school cafeteria's big pot dishes.But no matter how low the level is, it is better than me who can't cook.

Brother Tang was ready to cook, so he asked Sister Wan to eat outside the door, but Sister Wan didn't answer, so Brother Tang gave me a wink and asked me to come.Just as I stood outside the door and wanted to organize my speech, the door was opened by Sister Wan.

Sister Wan stood inside the door and glared at Brother Tang across me. From this look, I suddenly read some meaning of hating iron but not steel.

Brother Tang received the stare, smiled kindly, and continued walking towards the main room with porridge.Sister Wan looked at the porridge that brother Youtang was holding, and scolded the porridge in a low voice, then took the porridge from brother Tang's hand and turned to the kitchen for secondary processing.

I looked at Brother Tang, then at Sister Wan, and felt that Sister Wan might be fooling me about some things.

It's not that I look down on Brother Tang, but in all fairness, the family's financial power is definitely not in Brother Tang's hands as Sister Wan said.