Jincheng flower hour

"Zhan Bi Qi Ao, Green Bamboo Yi Yi."

Mrs. Dong was dressed in elegant green robes, holding a silk book and stood in the hall reciting ancient poems. A Ping and A Li sat kneeling on the table, holding on to the wooden tablets, shaking their heads and learning.

In the afternoon, Ah Li didn't think about his studies at all, he was drowsy, and when his master wasn't paying attention, he secretly propped his chin with a wooden tablet.

A Ping sat fairly upright, but he was distracted. When he read the green bamboo and Yiyi, he looked up at the bamboo forest outside the window and saw a white butterfly resting on the window lattice.

Dong Fuzi has a shortcoming in teaching. He is easily intoxicated in poetry and prose, while ignoring his students.At this time, he was intoxicated in poetry, and what he saw in front of him was probably the winding Qi River bank with green bamboos, and he didn't know where to go.

"There is a bandit gentleman, such as cutting as sparring, as sharp as grinding."

The butterfly on the window sill flapped its wings and flew away lightly. A Ping felt that it must have come out of the rapeseed field and flew to him along with the wind, and now it will go away with the wind again.

"Che Xi 僩 Xi, He Xi 咺 Xi."

Master, he finally looked up at the student, and found that Ah Li's eyes were almost narrowed into a line.

"A Li, stand up!"

Realizing that he was called and punished to stand, Ah Li had no choice but to stand up, holding on to the wooden tablet, and followed the study with a non-fluctuating tone.Ah Li didn't understand the meaning of these verses, as long as he could write them down, Master Dong didn't demand too much.

Seeing Ah Li standing as a punishment, Ah Ping raised his spirits, took it seriously, and listened to Mr. Dong explain the meaning of the poem.

In the leisurely afternoon, Zhuang Lan was learning embroidery in her mother's house.The knowledge of embroidery is too advanced for her.Zhuang's mother was embroidering gracefully in front of the embroidery frame. Zhuang Lan was holding the embroidery frame and poking randomly with a needle. It was clearly a flower, but it was embroidered into an unknown object. "Yeah." With a soft cry, she looked up to see that her mother was still concentrating on embroidery, Zhuang Lan sighed, and put her finger in her mouth, and she hurt her index finger.

Mother Zhuang has no other hobbies. When she is in good spirits, she will give the children shoes and sew clothes.Zhuang's mother is quiet, and the son she gave birth to has a temperament quite similar to her, but Zhuang Lan is not like her parents. Thinking about it carefully, she might be like her uncle.That's a very annoying person.

Bowing her head to suck the blood from her finger, Zhuang Lan was listless, pinching the needle and thread, worrying about how many pricks she had to endure in order to develop her mother's skills and embroider a beautiful flower.It's sad and hopeless to think about.

"Go out and play, don't run away."

Zhuang's mother looked up at her daughter, seeing her sad face, she also knew that locking her in the room was no less than going to jail.Hearing her mother's words, Zhuang Lan burst into a smile instantly, and promised happily: "Mum, I won't run around!" Throwing down the embroidery frame, she immediately ran out of the house like a gust of wind.

Mother Liu shook her head helplessly. Although she often scolded Zhuang Lan, she loved every child very much.I thought, if it is true as Yang'er said, she is born with such a nature and cannot be forced, and when she grows up, she will be given more dowry to avoid being rejected by her in-laws.

Zhuang Lanfei also ran to the yard, bathed in the sun, stretched her waist, and felt that everything was still beautiful.There was only Ahe in the yard, and Ahe took out the chickens from the coop and put them into bamboo baskets.The previously cute little yellow chicken has grown taupe feathers and doubled in size.Zhuang Lan squatted aside and watched, resting her cheeks.She is afraid of small, stuffed animals and is curious but afraid to touch them.The little chickens chirped and chirped, and Ah He grabbed one without fail, and moved them all into the bamboo basket.

"Where are we going to catch them?"

"Store after arriving at the house."

"Oh."

Zhuang Lan didn't want to follow her anymore, she knew that the baby chickens were kept in the back of the house, and when she went to see them in a few days, they would all turn into big chickens.The little yellow chickens are still the cutest, but they are good at eating. After eating so much rice bran, they naturally want to grow meat for them to eat.

Ahe carried the bamboo basket containing the chickens to the back of the house, and Zhuang Lan walked towards the camellia. She knew that her brother often read by the pool in the afternoon.

Sure enough, he saw bamboo shoots dangling by the pool from a distance, and found his brother behind the camellia.

Zhuang Yang spread out a bamboo mat by the pool and brought a desk, he was writing something with his head down, concentrating on it.

Zhuang Lan suddenly didn't want to disturb her brother, she watched from a distance and left quietly.

Zhuang Lan left the yard and walked along the stone path to the riverside.Zhuang's mother told her not to run far, and she was active nearby.

She picked a blue flower bowl by the side of the road and pinned it to her ear.Huanxi ran across the wooden bridge to find Quanzi.

Gouzi is weaving rabbit cages outside the house. The rabbit cages he weaves are simple and rough. They are made of bamboo and tied with bamboo fences. They are square and can accommodate rabbits and rabbit grass, and have a cover.It looks like a bamboo box.

When Zhuang Lan came over, Quanzi had already made the rabbit cage and was moving the rabbit's nest.

"Brother Ah Hong, why is there a little rabbit?"

Zhuang Lan was very pleasantly surprised when she saw two little white rabbits.

"bought."

Gouzi lifted the rabbit ears and moved the fluffy white rabbit from the bamboo basket to the rabbit cage.

"Can I touch it?"

"can."

Zhuang Lan quickly touched the white rabbit's back, it was soft, the little rabbit was so small, only a little bigger than Zhuang Lan's slap.

"Brother Ah Hong, I'm going to pull weeds for the little rabbit to eat."

Zhuang Lan ran into the grass with great interest, and began to pull the weeds.She pulled weeds indiscriminately, and quickly pulled out a handful of weeds.Quanzi checked the weeds and found that they are all grasses that rabbits can eat.

"Have you ever fed a rabbit?"

"Well, I used to have it at home, but it was a big rabbit, so big."

After all, living in the countryside, Zhuang Lan has seen many poultry and livestock.

Zhuang Lan put the rabbit grass in the cage, and the two white rabbits were very happy to see the grass, and kept eating, while Zhuang Lan squatted aside and watched.

"Brother Ahong, can I come over to feed the rabbit every day from now on?"

"can."

Quanzi wondered if she often came to see the little pigs, and went to the west bank almost every day.

Zhuang Lan was not the only one who came to the west bank. This afternoon, Master Dong left Zhang's house after teaching. A Ping and A Li rushed to the lakeside immediately, and the two children chased after each other.He ran across the wooden bridge, came to the west bank, and shouted from a distance: "Brother Hong."

Gouzi sometimes teaches them how to bow and arrow in the dealer's yard, and sometimes on the west bank.

The west bank is open. When practicing bow and arrow, Quanzi brought a clay bottle and placed it on the ground. In order to prevent the arrows shot into the pot from jumping out, Quanzi filled the pot with sand.Aping and other people compete to see who shoots the most arrows into the bottle, and whoever wins.Zhuang Yang saw it once, laughed and said it was a throwing pot, and asked who came up with it.

The children competed with bow and arrow, and the adults came to watch, which was very lively.

Among the three children, Ah Li is the one with the best shooting skills, followed by Zhuang Lan, and the last name is A Ping.

They stood ten steps away and threw pots, and Ah Li scored five out of ten arrows, which is considered very good.

The children took their arrows from the vases and counted them. Ah Li happily said, "I am the most, and you are behind me." Zhuang Lan said, "Hmph, you are no match for Brother Ah Hong."

"I heard that this kid hits a hundred shots."

"Yeah, Hiro, hurry up and have a look."

The onlookers were chattering.There is no entertainment in the countryside, and most of the onlookers are servants of the Zhuang and Zhang families.

Gouzi listened to the booing of the crowd, and didn't intend to perform, he didn't like to show off.

When the crowd dispersed and he was the only one on the west bank, he measured from the vase, walked thirty steps, and then drew his bow to shoot arrows.

Mother Liu told the dog not to show off in front of others.Thinking about it, I feel that in the age of war and chaos, if you are good at archery, you are afraid that you will be forcibly conscripted and sent to the battlefield.Such concerns are not unfounded.

However, it's hard to hide this kind of ability, and soon everyone in Zhuli knew that the boy from the Liu family on the West Bank was a sharpshooter.Being famous is also good. Those brats in Zhuli don't dare to provoke the dog anymore, especially Ati and Aji. When they pass by the other side, they are trembling when they see the dog. They are afraid that he will suddenly seek revenge. If they shoot an arrow, they will die Return to hell.

Live peacefully and peacefully, and the days pass quickly.

Gouzi does farm work, hunts, and fishes every day. With his skills, he has never been hungry again.

There are more and more dried fish drying in front of the house.

Quanzi took off two skewers and put them into a bamboo basket, about twenty fish.Mother Liu took an old cloth, covered the bamboo basket, and told the dog: "Don't pass by the village, take the path next to it."

Mother Liu was afraid that when Gouzi went to Fengxiang this time, if he met his aunt or his cousin, he would fight.Gouzi went out with a bow and arrow on his back. She was not afraid of Gouzi being bullied, but rather afraid that he would shoot someone.

Gouzi responded well, picked up the bamboo basket, took a bean cake and set off.He was going to Fenghu to visit Uncle Wang, and it took more than an hour to go back and forth.

The surroundings of Fenghu Lake are desolate, except for Wang Laizi, no other people live there, outside the Fengxiang settlement.

The young dog has good legs and feet, and he went all the way to Fenghu Lake without stopping. From a distance, he saw a wooden house in the weeds of Fenghu Lake.Gouzi walked to the front of the house and found that the door of the wooden house was closed. He shouted outside the door: "Uncle Wang." No one in the wooden house responded.

Gouzi pushed the wooden house away, and there was no one there, but the pot on the stove was still hot, and when he opened the lid, he found that it was hot water, and nothing was boiled in it.Putting the bamboo basket in the house, Quan Zi closed the door again.He went to Fenghu Lake to look for Wang Laizi, where he used to hunt waterfowl.

Sure enough, seeing a tall and thin familiar figure by the lake, Quanzi shouted happily: "Uncle Wang!"

Cripple Wang turned his head when he heard the sound, hurried over with a stick, and shouted excitedly, "Dog?"

Gouzi ran over and stopped in front of Wang Laizi, smiling cheerfully.

"Boy, I heard that you moved to Zhuli, and I plan to visit you."

"It's just that my legs and feet are inconvenient. Yes, you can still miss me, kid."

Cripple Wang had a bearded face, a thin face, and dirty clothes. He stretched out his big hand and patted the dog's head.

"Uncle Wang, look at my bow."

Gouzi laughed, untied the bow and arrow, and handed it to Wang Laizi.

"Not bad, it's a good bow. Back then, your Uncle Wang held an Overlord's bow, and neither of the men could draw it."

Wang Laizi sighed with emotion, feeling that his fate was ill-fated.He handed back the bow and arrow, looked at the dog, and smiled gratifiedly.