Become a cat [Zhan Zhao]

Most of the books left in the hut are obscure classics, and there are many anthologies of poetry and anthology, but none of them are suitable for beginners.Zhan Zhao searched for a long time before he found enlightenment readings such as "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Surnames", and "Thousand Character Classic".Although he is only proficient in writing and ink, he is incomparable with a serious scholar like Mr. Gongsun, but he can still teach people how to read and write.

After all, the other party is just a little girl, Zhan Zhao thought, it would be good to be able to read, no matter how many books are read, what's the use.

Although Ah Lan said that she was ignorant since she was a child, it was because she had no chance. Knowing that Zhan Zhao was going to teach her how to read, the child was so happy that she almost jumped up.Probably Alan was so happy that he didn't know what to do, but he boldly grabbed Zhan Zhao's hand and shook it several times, as if he could express his inner gratitude and joy in this way.

"Ah, sir, you have treated me so well." Alan grinned happily, "I have always wanted to learn how to read, but no one would teach me. It is very kind of you to teach me."

Zhan Zhao withdrew his hand uncomfortably, rubbed his nose, and said casually, "It's nothing, my brother used to say that you have to study hard to get ahead." After he finished speaking, he remembered that this was a girl, and said, "But you can read and write Well, there is no need to read the book too much, it is of no use."

"Why is it useless?" Ah Lan opened his eyes wide and asked out of curiosity.She used to be a woman disguised as a man, and people looked down on her just because she was a beggar.A Lan has never personally experienced the oppression and prejudice that women suffer in this world.

Zhan Zhao then told her: "Women can't obtain fame and fame, so studying is of course useless. Some scholarly families teach girls to study since childhood, but they only learn "The Precepts for Women". "Golden Needle Poetry", in the future when I leave the court, I can have the title of a talented woman, and I can marry better."

"Then why can men take the exam for fame, but women can't?" Alan asked curiously. She was struggling with food and clothing in the past, so she never thought about these questions.After hearing Zhan Zhao's words today, he just asked them casually.

Zhan Zhao thought about it for a while, but he didn't know why, but he still told her solemnly: "Because it's a man's business to test for fame, and a woman should stay at home with her husband and children. This is called 'the man dominates the outside, and the woman dominates the inside'."

"Oh." Alan frowned as she spoke, feeling a little unfair.But she didn't say anything, she just stretched her neck and looked longingly at the tattered book in Zhan Zhao's hand.

Zhan Zhao smiled and shook his head, then opened the book and taught her sentence by sentence.In this way, one person speaks and the other learns, and by the time the sun sets, he has taught more than a dozen sentences.Although I don't know if A Lan has recognized all the words, she can already recite them proficiently.

Seeing that the twilight is approaching, Zhan Zhao decided to stop today's cultural lessons so that A Lan would not be overwhelmed.However, when he closed the book, a small piece of paper suddenly fell out of the book.

Alan let out a "huh", stretched out her hands curiously, and said, "This looks like a corner torn from some paper, and there are words." She squinted her eyes to recognize it for a long time, but the words she recognized today There was none, and I couldn't help but be disappointed.

Zhan Zhao couldn't help smiling, took a look at the piece of paper, and said, "These four characters are pronounced as 'Mr. Asking Bamboo'." While speaking, he taught Alan to write these characters on the table with his fingers as pens.

Halfway through the writing, he realized it belatedly.

—Ask Mr. Bamboo!

Zhan Zhao couldn't help stopping his movements for a moment, he was shocked and astonished.Just because I asked Mr. Zhu, not only has he heard of it, but I'm afraid there are quite a few people who have heard of his name.He is a great talent in the previous dynasty, surnamed Song, surnamed Boying.It is said that when he was young, he was unrecognized for his talents, so he avoided the world and lived in seclusion in the mountains.It wasn't until a few years later that he was called into the court as an official by chance and recommended by others.It didn't take long for this great talent of the Song Dynasty to become an extremely human minister, and even married the daughter of the elder of the court.

But this is not the reason why Zhan Zhao, a ranger in the rivers and lakes, has heard of him. The chance for this Mr. Wenzhu to really make himself famous is his death.

Song Boying was assassinated to death, and his death was extremely tragic, which shocked the government and the public.It is rumored that the emperor ordered a strict investigation of the case, but it was ignored, and the mysterious killer disappeared.Some people even said that it was a ghost that took his life, and an evil spirit.

Unexpectedly, this person lived in seclusion here, Zhan Zhao thought, maybe when he lived in seclusion, he was a young man who was underappreciated for his talents.

No, Song Boying should not have married a wife at that time.Isn't his first wife the elder Ge's daughter?

Because of this name, Zhan Zhao thought of these gossips from the government and the public, couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, cursing himself for being too idle to panic.What does it have to do with him if they marry the elder Ge's daughter, even the emperor's younger sister?

Seeing Zhan Zhao shaking his head and smiling, Ah Lan couldn't help but ask, "Sir, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing," Zhan Zhao said with a straight face, "Learn this first today, and check your recitation tomorrow."

Alan nodded quickly.

This night should have been quiet, just like last night.However, when the ugly cards were mated, Ah Lan was suddenly awakened by a thunderstorm, and only heard the sound of wind and rain outside the house.She opened her eyes suddenly, and saw that the outside of the window was once again brightly reflected, and after only a blink of an eye, a thunderclap echoed in the valley.

Alan froze on the bed for a moment, then suddenly remembered something, got up and rushed out of the room.

As soon as the door was opened, the rain immediately splashed all over the body.The rain was so heavy, it was as if a hole had been torn open in the sky, and the rain poured down directly.A Lan hastily wiped the water off her face, and before she had time to step out of the threshold, she heard another thunderclap.This time the roar was dull and long, accompanied by bright lightning, it was really frightening.

"Cat!" Alan Ninja yelled at the top of his voice in fear, closing the door behind him, and opening his eyes wide to search for the partner she missed in the night.

The surrounding forest trembled in the squall, as if it would be swept away entirely the next moment.It was pitch black all around, and only the electric light that pierced the sky from time to time would illuminate the earth.

Ah Lan yelled again: "Cat!" She was soaked in water and barely walked a few steps in the corridor.Suddenly, the door of the firewood room was opened by something, and the cat's thin body appeared behind the door.

"You are here!" Ah Lan yelled and rushed over, hugged the cat in her arms, and said repeatedly, "I'm scared to death, come back to the house with me, it's raining too much. "

The cat struggled tenaciously, but Ah Lan ran very fast, and rushed back to the room in the blink of an eye. With a "bang", the door slammed shut, and the wind and rain were shut behind him.

In fact, Zhan Zhao jumped off the jar under the porch when it first started raining, and quickly got into the kitchen to avoid the rain.Unexpectedly, the sound of thunder would wake up Ah Lan, and the little girl would desperately come out to find him, so he had no choice but to endure his impatience and come out of his shelter.

A Lan's teeth were trembling, and she hugged the cat all the way back to the bed.One person and one cat passed through the short encounter just now, and they were completely turned into drowned chickens, which was really embarrassing.There was no usable bedding in this hut, and it wasn't too cold last night, but tonight the heavy rain came, and this place was in the mountains, so it was unbearably cold.

And the wind and rain outside the house have no tendency to weaken. Whether it is the sound of the wind roaring or the movement of the rain beating on the hut, people have an irresistible awe of nature from the bottom of their hearts.Alan was still a little girl, and she was even more afraid of this kind of thunderstorm. She couldn't help feeling terrified while hugging the cat, and muttered, "There's lightning again, ah, it's going to thunder."

There was a muffled thunder, as if the whole valley was shaking.Alan wanted to cover her ears, but she had to hug the cat, so she could only bury her head on the cat.The other party's soft and warm fur comforted her just right, and it was the only comfort in this stormy night.

"It's good that you are with me," Ah Lan said in a low voice, "otherwise I would be really scared to death." She rolled her body up again, trying to shrink into a ball, and hugged the cat in her arms.

Zhan Zhao endured A Lan helplessly, with some pity in his heart, but also some subtle disdain: women are cowardly, and they can be frightened like this by a thunderbolt.

I don't know how long it took before Ah Lan fell asleep again in a daze.Hearing her gentle breathing, Zhan Zhao also gradually relaxed.It's just that every time A Lan exhaled, it would blow into his ears, Zhan Zhao couldn't restrain himself from shaking his ears, lay down and sighed deeply.

The wind and rain outside have gradually subsided.

The next day, it was a mess outside.The open space in front of the hut is full of mud, and there are branches and leaves broken by the wind.The water in the pond has already overflowed, mixed with mud and sand, rippling with the wind.The lotus leaves that were originally biyingying have become scattered, and there are still a few belly-turned fish floating on them.

The surrounding forest also seemed to have been ransacked, and there was a faint sound of rumbling water.Probably because of the heavy rain last night, the mountain stream turned into a torrent.

I hope there will be no mountain torrents. Alan is glad that the hut has not collapsed, but at the same time hopes that the situation in the valley will not become too bad.

At least until they leave.

When Zhan Zhao came out of the room after waking up, he saw Alan clasping his palms together and bowing to the sky a few times, mumbling something.He rolled his eyes, then looked up at the mud and stagnant water all over the ground, and silently retracted his claws.

——Being a cat is really troublesome, even if it rains, it will bring so much inconvenience.Zhan Zhao couldn't help but feel a little melancholy while missing his time as a human being, but Alan didn't let him be melancholy for too long.

"Ah, fortunately, the rain has stopped." Alan said energetically, "The dead fish in the pond should not be eaten, I have to find something to eat." She rolled up her trouser legs and tightened her sleeves as she spoke, " Cat, you are waiting for me here, don't run around."

Zhan Zhao was a little unwilling, but he really didn't want to get covered in muddy water on the ground, so he could only swallow his anger and stay in the corridor.When Ah Lan was about to leave, he patted his head ungracefully, and Zhan Zhao almost gave her a paw.

Alan looked at the cat's deflated expression, laughed and ran away.She found that she was not so afraid, whether it was benefactor or cat.

Following the trail from yesterday—it was almost invisible now—Alan hurried all the way to the side of the mountain stream.

Sure enough, the stream surged, and the water in the pool overflowed a lot, drowning all the bitter vegetables before.But the worst thing was the unknown fruit tree, which was broken by the wind, and half of the trunk was buried in the water desolately.

"Oh, it's too bad." Alan murmured, looking around, trying to find if there was anything edible that survived the storm last night.However, when she walked to the edge of the pool, layers of waves suddenly appeared under the water surface, but it was not obvious because the water was too turbid.

A Lan only had time to look down, and Fang Jue saw a yellow-brown hairy arm flashing in front of her eyes, and she was suddenly dragged into the water.Couldn't even call out.

The water suddenly overflowed the top of the head and poured into the nose and ears.

Alan swayed his hands and feet in vain, and was quickly dragged to the bottom of the water.

The author has something to say: *The author of "San Zi Jing" is from the Southern Song Dynasty. This should be the author's ignorance and mistake, hereby explain.