If you don't wear women's clothes, the big man will die!

Qiao County is a rural place, and there are no scholar-bureaucrats here to admire Cao Teng. He was born in a family of eunuchs. , also suffered that kind of discrimination and exclusion.

Cao Song has a generous and rigid personality. He has always been the kind of literati who is obsessed with studying. He is still a bit pedantic. When he is bullied, he always swallows his anger and studies harder. When his academic performance reaches a level that ordinary people can hardly achieve, When he himself becomes an excellent person, people will stop criticizing him.In Taixue, he has always been a good student, so that after graduating from Taixue, he ascended to the sky in one step, and the excellent Ph.D. position of the School of Economics is waiting for him.

"Where is it like you, who can't even do the word forbearance, and just blindly fight recklessly, how can you make a big deal?"

Cao Song nodded Cao Man's head, lowered his head and applied the medicine for him, and asked him while applying the medicine: "Does it hurt? Such a big bruise, hey, tell me, what happened to Ren for a while, and I will look for another chance later." That's it, you have to show your strength when you are weak, but you must not hurt yourself, if you get hurt, what will I do."

"I don't," Cao Man turned his head and said with his neck stuck like a stubborn donkey: "I can't bear it for a moment, now that I am small, when I grow up, I will beat up all those who insulted my grandfather! "

Cao Song choked, thinking that Son Xiong was getting angry with him again, and immediately hit Cao Man on the head with a violent chestnut.

Cao Man let out a cry of pain, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

Cao Song's anger dissipated immediately, and he asked caringly, "Does it hurt you?"

Cao Man squeezed two tears, but found that he couldn't cry, but wanted to laugh, so he made a face at him: "Be patient, bear it, and become a big bastard."

Cao Song got angry again, and he ground his teeth fiercely: "Little debt collector!"

"Even if it's a debt collector, it's his own." Cao Man's skin is rough and fleshy, and he doesn't care about a little bit of pain on his body. When he gained strength and started to feel tough again, he turned his head and asked, "Father, They insulted grandfather, and that's the end of it?"

"What else can you do? You beat him half to death. If you really beat him to death, you will be thrown into prison and pay for his life. Do you think you are impulsive or not?" Cao Song I really want to say that if you beat someone, you will beat him. It is the most stupid way to pick yourself off and hurt yourself.He thought that if he really said this, Pi Xiaozi would have to go all the way to learn bad things, so he simply shut his mouth and didn't say anything, sulking alone.

"Someone bullied your son, so let's forget about it?!" Cao Man shouted: "Father, you have to make the decision for me!"

The rapid change in Cao Song's attitude has something to do with the news he sent people to inquire about.

Another chestnut knocked on Cao Man's head, Cao Song gritted his teeth and said, "This is my hometown in Qiao County, and they are all villagers from my hometown. If you apologize in a good way, it's fine if you pay some money. It's up to you! Your father and I There is no official position, and now he is white, but the child is a descendant of the Cui family. After all, the Cui family is a rich family in Qiao County, with deep roots, and they want to bully others. If they want to be serious, you still want to live in peace ?”

In the rural area of ​​Qiao County, the big families who come out are no different from local hooligans. If you want them to reason with him like the literati in Luoyang, save it!

Cao Man understood the meaning of his father's words, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he shouted: "I can't swallow this breath."

"If you can swallow it, you have to swallow it, and if you can't swallow it, you have to swallow it!" Cao Song suppressed it on the spot, and said indifferently: "I will take care of the rest, and you don't want to learn this, just follow me to the cemetery There, I will control you myself!"

Cao Song didn't believe it anymore. As a high-achieving student of the imperial academy and a Ph.D., he still couldn't teach a six-year-old child?

Just as Cao Meng wanted to jump up and say that his father was "a bully who is afraid of being strong and has no spine", he was suddenly knocked unconscious by the huge thunder that fell from the sky.

It is too difficult for him to understand the interest entanglement in the adult world. He may not know the serious consequences of the big trouble he caused this time, but he is not allowed to go to school. This punishment makes Cao Man feel so sad that it is difficult to add.

If you don't go to school, there will be no white rabbit toffee!

He just gave away four, and now he only has six in his pocket, and there is no way to earn any more in the future.

"I don't!" Cao Man yelled, "I'm going to school, I'm going to school!"

But no matter how he struggles and screams, the "beating" from his own father still falls on his ass, no matter how great you will become in the future, and no matter how bearish you are, your father is still your father, clean up your son Crisp and neat.

Cao Man is like a little pig waiting to be slaughtered in the market, howling and struggling while being dragged to the cemetery by his father.

Cao Song imprisoned Cao Man in Cao's cemetery. The inside was lifeless, large and empty, and there were many locked ear chambers. The only area where Cao Man could move was the room where Cao Song lived and lived when he was keeping his filial piety. The mausoleum hall where the grandfather lay.

After releasing the news that his son was seriously injured and dying, he even spent a lot of money to ask a doctor to be a witness, and went to the Cui family to make a comment in person, and the Cui family did not want to offend the Cao family who came back from Luoyang capital.

The Patriarch of the Cui family said with a smirk: "The child is playing a small fight, and both of them were seriously injured. Fortunately, the root cause of the disease has not been left, and it should be rescued. There is no need to hurt the peace of the two families. But in the end It was also your child who moved first."

In the end, the two families made a total sum, and Cao Song deliberately paid two thousand yuan, and the matter was over.

With his father not there, it was boring for Cao Meng to yell, and no one listened, so he quickly quieted down.

He sadly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, bowed his head and counted his six toffees, picked one and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed angrily, all as comforting himself.

The sweet milky fragrance filled his mouth, and his depressed mood really improved a lot. Cao Man's emotions came and went quickly, and soon he found something new and started exploring in the cemetery.

The living room where Cao Song lives is dark, with only a simple bed, a cabinet, and a desk.

Cao concealed himself and went to flip through the books, which were full of words, which were boring.

But the system gave a response and issued a calligraphy practice task.

[For daily tasks, you can get orange candy*1 for every [-] words you learn, and repeated words are not counted. ]

Oranges...sugar!

It doesn't matter if it's oranges or white rabbits, it's just sugar!

The surprise came too fast like a tornado, Cao Man cheered and went to open his father's bamboo slips with great interest.

The bamboo slips read by the top student of Taixue were not something he could understand as a child. It didn't take long for him to lose the battle, with mosquito coils in his eyes, and he didn't learn a single word.

But it's okay, I can teach him when my father comes back!

Cao Man's interest remained undiminished, and he continued to explore to see if he could trigger new "candy".

Leaving the living room, there is an empty hall outside. There are stone horses, stone men, and many boxes inside, all of which cannot be opened. A large stone slab is erected at the end of the hall to block the things behind.

Cao Mo was so small that he couldn't see it when he probed, so he simply walked around to read the words on the big stone slab.

"The tomb of Cao Teng, son Cao Songli."

"This is my grandfather's name. I saw it written by my grandfather before," Cao Man raised his head to study. He only knew two "Cao" characters and one "Teng" character, but he didn't know anything else.

The system updates the progress in time [first-level literacy progress: 100/3]

Cao Man was very pleasantly surprised: "When Dad comes back, ask him what the words behind these words are."

He looked around again, turned his head and climbed on the stone horse to ride. When Cao Song came back, he saw his bear son sitting on the stone man, dangling his legs, muttering something talk.

Cao Meng: "Basic martial arts, basic skills, you want me to learn circling? Why do you learn circling and dance in martial arts?"

As soon as Cao Song came back, he quickly closed his mouth, and climbed off the stone man with all his hands and feet. The old father was used to his lack of integrity, so he gave him a light look, and didn't bother to scold him. With a gloomy face, he said to Cao: "Follow me to the study."

A few years ago, he only cared about his studies and official career, and neglected Ah Man's upbringing. The tomb room was ignorant, and he didn't even know what the cemetery was. Cao Song opened his mouth, and finally thought of his adoptive father's love for his grandson before he died, and planned to instill in him the concept of life and death when Ah Man grew older.

Cao Song was born in an academic class, he is full of knowledge, he seems to be shining when he speaks difficult and difficult old sayings, and his chubby figure has a bit of celebrity style, Cao Man was dumbfounded.

Cao Song was talking, and found that his son was in a daze the whole time, and couldn't help frowning.

Cao Mo replied honestly: "Father, I can't understand what you said, can you teach me how to read?"

The way he taught his youngest son seemed to be wrong. Cao Song realized this problem, coughed lightly, and changed the teaching method. It was rare to see Cao Mo was so enthusiastic about learning calligraphy. Cao Song took it as a copybook from several of you. , Teach him to copy, teach him to write.

Cao Man tried to resist: "I just need to know how to read and write!"

"Learn to read but can't write, what does it look like to write one-handed/dog crawling characters, is it ashamed or not?" Cao Song sneered, folded his arms around his chest, and raised his chin: "Keep writing. If you can't write this character well, just stare at it. I will teach you new characters when I finish writing."

Cao Man couldn't resist, so he could only puff up his mouth and muttered: "The worst gentleman I have ever met in my life is my father."

Cao Song couldn't hear his muttering clearly, he frowned and urged again: "Continue."

Cao Mo had no choice but to write again seriously, until his hands were sore before he let it go.

Days passed day by day, and time slipped away like running water. After Cao Song taught the basic characters, he began to teach Cao Mang the scriptures. This is the beginning of the real torture.

He was about to urinate for a while, hungry for a while, and in a daze for a while. Cao Mo couldn't listen to any of what he said, and Cao Song stomped his feet in anger!

It's useless to be anxious. If he can't teach the child well, the child will not be able to become a talent, and he will not be able to fulfill the last wish of the deceased father, nor will he be able to fully hope that his son will become a dragon.

Cao Song rubbed the center of his brows with a headache, and was once again irritated by Cao Man's study progress. During this period of mutual torture between father and son, Cao Song was uncomfortable, and Cao Man was equally uncomfortable.

He was very wronged: "I also want to listen to the class well, but I can't understand! Daddy, you always speak some birdsong."

Unlike the beauties and gentlemen in the dream, they all spoke human words that he could understand.

He also wants to understand the meaning of the scriptures, and if he understands one article, he will be rewarded. Milky calcium tablets and vc lozenges, although not as sweet as the white rabbit milk candy, have a different taste of rich and sour.It's rare for the system to be generous and give him two pills each time, but it just didn't work out, and he couldn't learn even one chapter after learning from his father.

Fortunately, I have calcium tablets and lozenges to eat every day when I practice martial arts, otherwise my mouth will not taste good, and I will eat clear soup and water all day long with my father, and I will have no hope in life.

Cao Song didn't want to talk, so he waved his hand and let him go temporarily.

"Go out and play, I need to calm down and think about the future."

Cao Song pondered: For Aman's future, he must return to Luoyang. The capital of Luoyang has many famous teachers and helpful friends. As long as he can enter an official school, Aman's future will be guaranteed.

Cao Song is full of economics, and he was well-deserved No. 1 in academic performance when he was in Taixue. Dang even wrote an article, planning to send someone to Luoyang, relying on his father's old relationship, in an attempt to seek an opportunity to work in Luoyang.

He came to Cao Teng's tomb, kowtowed three times to him, and told his plan: "The fool knows that his father is worried about his dull nature. I think I still have the strength to fight, if I continue to stay in Qiaojun and waste the rest of my life, I am afraid that Ah Mo will become a mediocre person. When my father was born, he only thought that a fool had no opinions, but he didn't know that the filial piety of a fool is worse than brains and ambition. Instead of being stable To survive the day, it is better to put your bones together and break out of the world. My father can spend his whole life ups and downs in the officialdom, and a fool is not willing to wait on the shore to grow old."

Therefore, he was doomed to renege on his promise. For the glory of his ancestors and for the future of Ah Man, Cao Song decided that, even if he was licking his face, he would go back to Luoyang to find an official position!

When he came out of the tomb, he saw Cao Man holding the small wooden sword he bought for him, stumbling and bouncing around the stone man, his eyes turned into mosquito-repellent incense and he didn't stop. A dancing penguin, clumsy and cute.

Cao Song laughed at him: "As far as your martial arts method is concerned, it is soft and full of embroidered fists and legs, which is not as good as your two cousins ​​who squat on horseback every day!"

When Cao Man heard the words, he wanted to stop and ask him to reason, but the foot was out of control, and he yelled: "Father, come and help me, I can't stop, hey, dizzy!"

After a toss of turning people on their backs, Cao Mo lost the wooden sword, propped up the portrait and vomited it out.

Cao Song shook his head: "I told you not to turn around. You still have to turn around every day. I'll give you all the trouble. I think when you get back to Luoyang, you will have to ask someone to teach you how to really strengthen your body."

He chanted "embroidered fists and legs" again, rolled his eyes at his son, and turned back to the living room.

Cao Man shouted at his back angrily: "When I develop my inner strength, you still underestimate me, hum!"

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-12-1418:43:08~2019-12-1511:00:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Floating Life Like a Dream, 3 piece;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 15 bottles of small balls and white ink; 10 bottles of a Xiuluo; 5 bottles of Yunshao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!