Vicious cannon fodder loves farming

The original owner didn't have many things in the academy, and Yao Yan brought two bags with him when he came. Originally, he felt ashamed that he didn't want to come to the academy for a short time, so he packed two more clothes and books.

As a result, Yao Yan is also happy and relaxed now.

After packing up his things, Yao Yan picked them up and walked out. Wu Xiucai and others who had not yet dispersed looked at him one after another. Yao Yan put down his things generously and saluted everyone. Feeling guilty, and being confused about Han Xiucai... I feel that I have no face to study in the academy, so let's just say goodbye."

After speaking, Yao Yan picked up his things again and left straight away.

Wu Xiucai and the others stood there in a daze.

"That was really Yao Yan just now?"

"That's right...maybe it's really him who said that?"

"It's strange, could it be that you were persuaded to quit by the master, so you have a big change?"

The students were talking about it, and Han Xiucai stood in front of the desk, looking at Yao Yan's bed and meditating.

Father Yao waited at the mountain gate for a long time but no one came out. Just when he was hesitating whether to go to the academy to look for Yao Yan, Yao Yan's figure appeared on the path.

"Brother Yan?"

Father Yao raised his voice and shouted.

"It's me!" Yao Yan replied immediately.

Yao's father hurried forward, helped Yao Yan carry a burden and walked to the ox cart, "What does the master say?"

"Master is the one who knows my temperament and knowledge best, plus...I targeted Han Xiucai everywhere in the academy, but I didn't try to keep him, but it's true that I didn't turn my head around, and dropping out now is a chance for me to start over. "

What Yuanshen did in the academy would definitely not be kept secret for long, instead of letting outsiders ridicule in front of the Yao family, it is better to reveal a few words honestly.

Father Yao wasn't surprised, but it was also because Yuan Shen didn't shy away from everyone's dislike for Han Xiucai when he was at home, and the two couldn't get along in the same academy.

"If you retire, you will retire. It is already a great thing to be admitted to the scholar."

Father Yao was able to think about it, and even deliberately enlightened Yao Yan. Yao Yan listened carefully and nodded from time to time.

"Father, I'll go back by myself."

When they arrived at the county seat, Yao Yan said.

"It's okay." Father Yao looked at the sun, "It's hot today, and I don't want to run a sports car, so I might as well go home with you."

"Then I'll go to the bookstore and have a look."

Yao Yan knew that Father Yao was trying to comfort him, so he wanted to send him home.

After arriving at the bookstore, Yao Yan paid a deposit of [-] wen, took two enlightenment books, and prepared to go back and copy them. The original person was disdainful, but Yao Yan was able to save face.

Money is not everything, but without money nothing is impossible.

You can earn [-] yuan by copying a book. As long as the pages are enough, the handwriting is clean, and the writing is neat, the bookstore will accept it.

"Copying books is expensive, if you don't have enough money, I'll give it to you," Father Yao hurriedly said in a low voice after hearing what Yao Yan and the shopkeeper said.

"I want to deepen my memory, don't worry, Dad."

Yao Yan explained.

Only then did Father Yao feel relieved.

When I returned to the village, the villagers I met looked at the salutes on the bullock cart, and they were a little puzzled, "Master Xiucai is on vacation?"

"No," Yao Yan replied generously, "I dropped out of school."

So within two hours, the news of Yao Yan dropping out of school spread throughout the village.

Members of the Yao family came several times, and Yao Yan sent them away one by one with the excuse that it was really difficult to pass the exam.

In the afternoon, Yao's mother went to the village butcher to buy some pork, and bought four pieces of tofu for dinner.

Just when Yao Yan and the others had just eaten and were enjoying the shade in the courtyard, guests came.

"Are you all at home?"

The village head's sudden visit caught Yao Yan and the others in awe, and Father Yao hurriedly asked Brother Yao to move a stool out of the main room.

Then Yao Simei was asked to make sugar water.

"Don't rush, don't rush," the village chief hurriedly stopped Yao's father, "I'm here to ask Yao Xiucai for something."

"Uncle, you should call me Brother Yan, anyway, I am also your junior," Yao Yan said with a smile.

The village chief was taken aback, and then smiled, "Brother Yan is becoming more and more easy-going. Didn't the old boy in our village pass away not long ago? Han Xiucai and you were studying again, and there was really no teacher in the school for a while. .”

"Now that Brother Yan came back suddenly, it gave me an idea, so I came to the door with the cheek. If Brother Yan is willing, this bundle of repairs is easy to talk about."

There are three rooms in the school in Hongyan Village. In the past, all the old students were taught by one person, and the amount of work was huge. As for the repair of the old students, each student cost one tael of silver a year.

This Shuxiu is not high in this era. Tongsheng teaches eight hundred taels a year to one tael, a scholar teaches from five taels a year to two taels a year, and when a person is a teacher, it is directly 12 taels a year. It can be said that it is a big jump from a scholar to a scholar.

And Yao Yan is a scholar.

The village chief said that Shuxiu was worth one, two or five dollars. He looked carefully at Yao Yan's face, "Although our village is better off than other villages, it's only a little bit better, and most of them are not very well off. , this beam repair is already the maximum that can be produced."

The Yao family's eyes were shining, but Yao Yan still had to make his own decision, so they didn't answer the question.

"It doesn't need to be so much, just like the old Tongsheng, I am also from the village," Yao Yan's words made the eyes of the village head turn red.

"Yao Xiucai, you can afford to call Yao Xiucai," the village head stood up and bowed to Yao Yan, who hurriedly avoided.

Yao's father and Yao Dalang received Yao Yan's wink, stepped forward to support the village chief, and started talking with each other.

After confirming Yao Yan's intentions again and again, the village head asked him to go to the village meeting tomorrow, and then left happily.

Chunhua was called by adults to close the courtyard gate, and the whole family surrounded Yao Yan.

"If we don't go to the academy, we can still be masters, and we are masters now!" Father Yao was so excited that he couldn't speak incoherently.

Brother Yao was also very happy, "It's all right now, brother Yan has settled down, and the villagers respect his righteousness even more."

In the early morning of the next day, the sound of the gong resounded throughout the village. The village head said with a red face that Yao Yan would become the teacher of their school in Hongyan Village, and that Shu Xiu was the same as the old Tongsheng, and the villagers immediately became excited.

In the afternoon of Piaotian, Yao Yan went to the school. When the old boy was born, there were not many children in the school, and there were only twenty students in the three classes.

When Yao Yan registered in the afternoon, the number of people changed from 20 to more than 40 in one fell swoop. It can be seen that those who just came were all for Yao Yan's reputation as a scholar.

Several of them are from the neighboring village.

According to the progress of the students, Yao Yan divided the students into small classes, middle classes and big classes, and then went home to make three wooden boards with class classification written on them, and then took them to the school to hang them one by one.

The villagers took the initiative to help and cleaned the inside and outside of the school, so that they could teach tomorrow. Yao Yan didn't sleep until midnight at night, so he sorted out the teaching records so that he could use them in class tomorrow.

When Yao Dalang got up to go to the toilet, he found that there was still light in Yao Yan's room. He couldn't help worrying about Yao Yan's health. After all, he was only in good health for a few days, so he knocked on the door to remind him.

Yao Yan responded, "I'll be asleep right away, brother, don't worry."

Brother Yao stood outside the house, and he didn't go back to the room at ease until Yao Yan turned off the lights and had a rest.

"Why have you been there for so long?" Mrs. Yao moved aside in a daze.

"Seeing that brother Yan hasn't rested yet, I remind you a few words." Brother Yao replied in a low voice, afraid of waking the child.

The next day, Yao's mother cooked two eggs for Yao Yan, saying that it was for him to strengthen his body, after all teaching was a waste of time.

Yao Yan gave the egg to Chunhua, and said that the family treated him equally, and he had no health problems.

On the first day of class, Yao Yan asked all the children to stand in the yard, and picked up the register to roll their names, with the name first and the class second.

Then, a small squad leader was selected in each class, and the small squad leader supervised the collection and distribution of homework, as well as self-study.

As for the small class, among the students taught by the old boy, he chose a stable one.

Assign homework to the big class, then ask the middle class to recite the designated poems, and then go to the small class to start class.

Half an hour later, the small class came home from school, and Yao Yan returned to the big class to give homework and the first lesson. When the big class was reviewing, Yao Yan went to the middle class to draw people to recite.

Generally speaking, although the first day was a bit hectic, Yao Yan felt that it was not a big problem, because the children were really obedient.

Yao Yan was born as an orphan, so naturally he has done a lot of part-time jobs. This family teacher has also been a teacher. Modern children are skinnier than the children here. He has many ugly children. Naturally, he has many ways to deal with them. Fortunately, the children here are obedient. .

He is very funny in class and not rigid at all. If he sees a dozing child, he will not directly wake him up and give him a hand to reprimand him. What was taught.

If the answer comes back, Yao Yan will praise it, "If you can listen soberly, it will be even better."

The child will blushed and nod, indicating that he will never doze off again.

If you can't answer, Yao Yan will sigh, "It seems that there is no master in the dream who can teach you, why don't you listen to me and say a few more words, okay?"

The child would nod in shame, but he would also be assigned the task of endorsing by Yao Yan, and it was what was taught in the classroom at that time, good luck is poetry, and bad luck is long scriptures.

As time went by, no student dared to sleep again.

After school that day, when he was packing up his things and walking home, he met Han Xiucai.

Han Xiucai was carrying a book basket, and it looked like he was going to stay for a few days when he came back. When he saw him, Han Xiucai was taken aback. Before he was ready to say hello, Yao Yan went up to talk to him.

"Brother Han, this is it?"

Han Xiucai looked at him, "The autumn harvest is coming soon, the academy specially gave us time to come back and help, and we will go back in five days."

It was only then that Yao Yan remembered that although there were rich and noble sons in the academy, there were still mostly poor students in the academy. In order to facilitate the work at home, the head of the mountain would have a holiday every year during the autumn harvest.

"It's so great. I have encountered some doubts when I read books these days. If it is convenient for Brother Han, can you..."

Han Xiucai took a deep look at him, then nodded, and Yao Yan smiled.

Looking at the book in Yao Yan's hand, Han Xiucai asked, "Brother Yao, is this?"

"Oh, I'm the master of our Hongyan Village now," Yao Yan showed a pleasing smile, pointing to the location of the school behind, "Now I teach more than 40 students, I can be regarded as understanding the fatigue of the master, if Brother Han is free, You can also come to the school to try one or two lessons, not only to deepen your impression, but also to get different answers from the children."

Han Xiucai nodded, and then the two parted ways.

Father Han was weaving bamboo baskets in the yard, and when he saw Han Xiucai coming back with the baskets on his back, he was surprised at first, "Why are you back?"

Later, I thought about the autumn harvest holiday, but I was not sure, after all, Yao Yan dropped out of school and came back.

"It's the mountain chief's holiday," Han Xiucai explained, putting down the book basket, and then looked at the relieved Father Han, "Brother Yao is now the master of the school?"

Father Han nodded, "Your hall brother's child has just been sent to the school, and he has learned a few words in a short time and can tell short stories. It can be seen that Yao Xiucai is a teacher. It’s good to know two words.”

Hearing this, Han Xiucai turned his eyes slightly, "I'll go to Uncle's house to see."

"It's time to take a look. It's hard to come back once," Father Han nodded.

When I went there, only Uncle Han and his nephew were there. After talking with Uncle Han and his wife, Han Xiucai asked his nephew about the school.

"Master Yao is great. He knows a lot of little stories, and every one of them is very good."

"for example?"

"For example, killing chickens to scare monkeys, chickens flying eggs, superimposing superfluous, waiting for rabbits, stupid birds flying first... I like superhuman stories the most," the nephew looked at Han Xiucai with bright eyes.

Han Xiucai followed his words and asked, "Then can you tell me what the story is?"

When the nephew achieved his goal, he cleared his cough immediately, and began to tell the superfluous story with his little hands behind his back. His words were very vivid, and he remembered many details, and finally he gave some insights into the story.

"Is this your opinion?"

Han Xiucai looked at his nephew in surprise.

The nephew nodded shyly, "Every time Master Yao finished telling a story, he would ask us to share our feelings after listening to the story one by one. After I said it, Master Yao even praised me."

Uncle Han and his wife listened very proudly.

"Now Changsheng already knows fifteen characters, and he will be able to recognize them after taking out the characters in a few days."

"Take out the words?"

Han Xiucai grasped the point.

Chang Sheng had already run back to the house and took out a bunch of small bamboos, on which were written in ink, very clear and meaningful.

"This is the word written by Master Yao for us. Every time we recognize a character, Master Yao will give us a wooden sign, so that we can watch the word written on the ground even if we don't go to school. Go to the senior brothers, if the senior brothers have forgotten, then go to Master Yao."

"I have never forgotten, I know everything," Chang Sheng proudly puffed up his chest.

Seeing this, Uncle Han and his wife became even more proud.

Han Xiucai knew the aptitude for longevity. He also taught the other party how to read when he had time, but he was always restless and forgetful. He didn't want to be a good student under Yao Yan.

Thinking of this, Han Xiucai sighed softly, "I'm not as good as Brother Yao in this regard."

This word was quickly spread, and Yao Yan was very surprised when he learned about it from Fourth Sister Yao, "He really said that?"

Yao Simei nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "No, Second Brother is so powerful, he admires him very much."

Yao Yan smiled lowly, with a relaxed tone, "It's my good fortune to be praised by him."

This word was spread by Yao Simei again, and the villagers of Hongyan Village felt that the two scholars admired each other very much.

The return of Han Xiucai also reminded Yao Yan. After discussing with the village chief, Yao Yan also gave the school a holiday. The students were very happy, and the parents felt that they could come back to help after knowing so many words. but.

Yao Yan went to the field to collect the grain. Yao's father and brother Yao carried it by themselves for fear of tiring him. Yao Yan just put the grain in the basket.

Many people really don't want him to do it.

The sisters Yao Sanmei and Yao's mother turned over the food at home and cooked by the way.

Their family's field is not far from Han Xiucai's.

Seeing Han Xiucai sweating profusely over there, Father Han went back with the food on his back. Yao Yan, who was resting, picked up the tea bowl and walked over.

Father Yao and elder brother Yao were drinking herbal tea, seeing him get up suddenly, they thought something had happened, until the other party stopped in front of Han Xiucai, the father and son whispered.

"It seems that Han Xiucai had a great influence on Brother Yan in the past, making him irritable and unwilling to study."

"Yeah, now that I've dropped out of school, the relationship between the two of them has improved a lot, and Brother Lai Yan doesn't swear at others anymore."

And Han Xiucai over there raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, looked at Yao Yan who handed him the tea bowl, "For me?"

"Well," Yao Yan looked at the sun, "If you don't drink water, you will die of thirst."

Seeing that he was talking seriously, Han Xiucai pursed his lips and smiled like a flash in the pan. When Yao Yan looked at it again, he was as expressionless as usual.

"Thank you brother Yao."

Han Xiucai was also polite, took the tea bowl and drank it down.

Yao Yan didn't bother too much, picked up the tea bowl and went back under the big tree, and continued to rest with Yao's father, while Han Xiucai just watched Yao Yan sitting under the tree, picked up the teapot and poured it into the bowl, and then... directly Drank it from the bowl.

Han Xiucai felt very hot.

"I brought water here. Seeing how hot you are, come here to rest and drink some water." When Father Han came, he saw Han Xiucai looking at Yao Yan and the others with serious eyes.

He thought that Han Xiucai was very thirsty, and now he was greedy for water.

"Brother Yao brought me a bowl of herbal tea just now. I just drank it and it quenched my thirst," Han Xiucai said, but Han's father didn't believe it, after all, the other's ears were red.

"One bowl won't quench your thirst today, come, drink more."

indeed.

Seeing Yao Yan sipping tea and talking to his family members with a smile on his white face, Han Xiucai pursed his lips and drank several bowls of water, but felt that the bowl of tea that Yao Yan handed over was not there. delicious.

That night, Han Xiucai dreamed that he was standing in the field under the scorching sun, and Yao Yan in the opposite field was walking towards him with a bowl of tea, but it was different from what happened during the day.

Yao Yan in the dream came towards him while taking off his clothes. The young man got closer and closer, and the clothes on his body became less and less, until the other party stood naked in front of him, his white and skinny body made Han Scholar's nose felt hot.

And Yao Yan also handed him tea, "Brother Han, are you thirsty? Drink it quickly."

Rationally told himself not to look at evil, Han Xiucai stretched out his hand to push away the tea bowl Yao Yan handed over almost with all his strength, not wanting that the other party seemed to be weak, and fell on him after being pushed like this!

And the tea in Yao Yan's hand also flowed down Han Xiucai's chest to below him...

Han Xiucai sat up in shock, double.The abnormality between the legs told him what happened, and the moist feeling in his nose made him reach out his hand, but the smell of blood immediately made him realize what kind of dream he had and what kind of reaction he had!

He cursed secretly, and rushed out of the room in embarrassment. Father Han was a light sleeper. After hearing the sound, he hurriedly got up to check, but saw his son splashing water on him.

Father Han, who had been there before, showed a smile that men could understand.

"You are so old, I will ask a matchmaker to pick a good wife for you another day."

Han Xiucai froze, "No, I'm fully focused on the scientific examination, don't get distracted."

That's what he said, but the scene in the dream just now appeared in his mind. Xiao Han, who had just calmed down not long ago, immediately looked up again, and Han Xiucai poured cold water on himself again.

It's a boring day, and Father Han is not afraid that the other party will catch a cold, "Rest early, and it won't be a problem if you wake up late tomorrow."

Yao Yan, who had no dreams all night, slept very well. He didn't have to go to class these few days. After the grain in the field was harvested, he taught his two younger sisters and little niece how to read at home.

They all study very seriously, and being able to read and write is the best, so that even if they go to their in-laws' home, they will help a lot and be respected by their in-laws.

"This year's harvest is good." Mother Yao looked at the grain drying with a smile on her face. "Brother Yan doesn't need to go to the academy, so we don't have to sell grain. In the second half of the year, we can eat a lot of dry rice."

Yao Yan felt very ashamed when he heard that, thinking of Shu Xiu who had just collected more than 40 taels of silver, he went back to his room and took five taels of silver to Yao's mother, "The third and fourth younger sisters are not young anymore, so I have to make up for it. There are spring flowers, I think the granddaughter of the third aunt's family is much stronger than Chunhua, and it is better to make up more."

"Oh, why are you giving me money!"

Yao's mother frowned and pushed Yao Yan's hand to Yinzi towards him.

Yao Yan was unwilling, "I am the biggest beneficiary of this family, and I haven't brought any convenience to my family for so many years. This little money is not much, and I still have 35 taels. If you don't accept it, mother, I will feel embarrassed." Very safe."

"What are you talking about?" Mother Yao looked at him with a smile, "Why didn't you bring convenience? Our family doesn't even have to pay tax money, and now that our family is going out, who doesn't give three points? That's all you It’s brought by fame, my mother, keep the money.”

Yao Yan was unwilling, "You have to accept this money, listen to me, this time I will give more, next month I will only give five hundred Wen, this is my wish, if you don't accept it, then I will give it to you." Let’s just live over there in the school.”

"How does this make it!"

Yao's mother was frightened by his fright, she immediately put away the money, and slapped Yao Yan with red eyes, "You child, you are really..."

Yao Yan smiled, turned around and went into his study, where he still had to copy books.

In the evening, Yao's mother told Yao Yan about the five taels of silver. Yao Dalang and his wife were very surprised. Yao Dalang even asked if he had misunderstood Yao Yan, and Mrs. Yao also began to think carefully about what she did not do well.

"Brother and sister-in-law, don't get me wrong. This is what I should do as a member of the family. I have spent a lot of money in the family over the years. Now that I have become a wife and have Shuxiu, I can make the family's life better. Then That's how it should be."

Yao Yan looked at the kind people in this family, and he didn't feel annoyed after explaining back and forth, he just felt that Yuanshen really didn't know the blessings in the blessings.

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It's been a long time, Chumi!