ancient and modern double wear

The books that Han Fu selected for Yin Shuo today are "Guanwen Guanzhi" and "Five Hundred Ancient Poems and Proses Middle School Students Must Memorize". Of course, there are also foreign masterpieces, "Robinson Crusoe", "Notre Dame de Paris" and "Romeo and Juliet.

Thus, Yin Xiaoshuo's life became a simple superposition of Chinese and English.Miraculously, none of the [-] English words written by dictation last night were correct, which pleased Han Fu who was willing to reward Yin Shuo with a motorcycle.However, Yin Xiaoshuo, who was extremely happy and sad, did not realize that the suffering had only just begun.And this result was also beyond Han Fu's expectation.

After dictating a hundred words today, Yin Shuo expressed his joy.His daily life starts from memorizing words. As long as he has dictated the words, he feels much easier from the beginning to the end.

""Zheng Boke's Duan Yuyan"." Han Fu ordered, "It's 25:09, you start memorizing it at 30:[-] and continue until [-] o'clock."

"Why is there still a time limit?" Yin Shuo protested.

Han Fu said, "You are from ancient times. I will give you a week to get used to memorizing vocabulary, and you don't need to memorize ancient Chinese."

Yin Shuo snorted, took the book and left.

Obviously just looking for an excuse.However, fortunately, classmate Yin Xiaoshuo is extremely smart after all, and since ancient times, although the classical Chinese of Tang Dynasty is quite different from that of Spring and Autumn Period, he can finally learn it by heart.

Han Fu then took Yin Shuo's book, "Let's begin."

Yin Shuo was very obedient, "At the beginning, Duke Wu of Zheng married Yu Shen, and his name was Wu Jiang—" The child carried his back down, and he was very fluent until Guo Zhihai. Han Fu stared at the page, and sure enough there was no mistake in a single word.It seems that it is really beneficial to pass through from ancient times.Just as he was thinking, Yin Shuo suddenly stopped.

Han Fu looked up at him, "What's wrong?"

Yin Shuo looked at him, "Han, you asked me to recite the book, can you recite it yourself?"

This is a question, a very serious question.

Han Fu didn't answer.

Yin Shuo raised his head, "Han, can you recite it?"

Han Fu put down the book.

Yin Shuo looked at him, "The system of the former king—"

Han Fu stood up, "I'm sorry."

Yin Shuo lowered his head and recited the whole chapter. He stumbled when he recited "Zigu begs for it" and wrote it down on the paper by himself.When I recited "Uncle Beijing Rebellion", I couldn't remember the follow-up, so I wrote it down again, until I finished memorizing this article, I made two mistakes in total, and I couldn't remember three places.

Yin Shuo looked at the ruler put aside, "Han, do you still want to hit me?" This sentence seemed provocative, but his eyes were pure.

Han Fu picked up Yin Shuo's paper, read it quietly, "Come here."

Yin Shuo walked over, Han Fu pulled his waist and took off his trousers.

Yin Shuo didn't say anything, and stood with his back to Han Fu.

The first ruler was knocked hard.

"The weeds can't be removed, is Mr. Kuang's favorite brother? Only Kuang, not so much more." Han Fu said.

"Weeds cannot be eradicated, Mr. Kuang's favorite younger brother?" Yin Shuo repeated.

The ruler on his butt hurt so badly that Yin Shuo tightly clenched his hands.It was the first time that Yin Shuo felt sad when he was beaten.That kind of breath was choked in his throat, and he couldn't say anything, just sad.Wronged, depressed, and even angry.

"Crack!" Another note.Still shot on the buttocks.Yin Shuo's buttocks are too fair, and if such a mark is pressed on it, it will make people feel cruel for no reason.Especially when this cruelty is being questioned.

Han Fu said in a calm voice, "My aunt treats him. Then he ordered Xibi and Beibei to be my own. In this sentence, "Bi" means border, and "Bi" means that it is a land of two vassalities."

Yin Shuo didn't let go of his clenched fist, "I remember." He repeated it.

Next time, it will still be a ruler, and again, it will be clear after hitting it.Again, another note.

After beating, Han Fu put down the ruler and lifted up Yin Shuo's trousers.

Yin Shuo moved to one side, Han Fu withdrew his hand, Yin Shuo stepped aside and pulled up his trousers.

Han Fu stood up, said nothing, took off his shirt, and picked up the ruler that was put aside.

"Han—" Yin Shuo called him.

Han Fu didn't answer, "At the beginning, Zheng Wugong married Yu Shen." When he read the ancient prose, he had a different kind of firmness.

"Crack!" With a heavy slap on the ruler, Han Fu swung down with his right hand and slapped himself on the back.

"Said Wu Jiangzi"

Another note!

"Sheng Zhuanggong and Gong Shuduan"

"Fuck!"

"Whoosh!"

"Han!" Yin Shuo called out.

Han Fu turned his elbow, a small round hole was pierced by Yin Shuo's true energy on the ruler, "What are you doing?" He asked calmly.

"I'm not angry with you, why are you still so angry with me!" Yin Shuo questioned.

Han Fu smiled lightly, "I'm sorry. I haven't recited it myself, so I have no right to punish you."

Yin Shuo looked at him, "Are you telling me seriously?"

Han Fu nodded.

Yin Shuo picked up the ruler, "Does the person holding this board must be stronger than the person being disciplined?"

Han Fu was silent.

Yin Shuo said slowly, "I admit it. At the beginning, I was a little narrow-minded and a little bit wronged. I think, since you haven't done it yourself, you have no right to ask others. Especially—"

Han Fu said softly, "Especially, I beat you."

Yin Shuo nodded.

Han Fu smiled, "I know, I don't blame you. It's my own fault. Probably no one has ever taught me anything, so I don't know how to teach others. At the time of '轫', no one knew how to use a board Teach you to learn, because life is like a whip, and life is like a ruler, you can only live longer if you keep learning and learn from others secretly.”

Yin Shuo lightly caressed the scar on Han Fu's back, the board's mark was so wide, and it was so solid that Han Fu hit him so hard, would he hurt his bones?He touched it with his fingers, but he was afraid that such a touch would bring him deeper pain.Just like a naughty child who loves a sleeping cat so much, he wants to touch its fur, but is afraid that someone will accidentally wake him up.

Han has been taking care of himself.Does he eat too much and has a stomach ache, does he cover his quilt well at night, even brushing his teeth is afraid that if he brushes his teeth for too long, he will feel sick. Think, how is Han doing?He thought it was inconvenient and uncomfortable for him to come from Chang'an, and he taught himself to adapt to everything here, and he almost forgot that Han is also an outsider.

Yin Shuo blamed himself.

Han used to be a killer.There is a sentence in my mind, killer is not a profession, but a destiny.He couldn't remember who said it, but the palpitation that came from his bones when he heard this sentence made him dare not recall it now.

A killer not only means danger all the time, but also means a life that no one has ever cherished.

It turns out that Han, who loves himself so much, has never been cared about by anyone?

Han Fu smiled bitterly, "I'm probably too self-righteous. So, I made a mistake. I asked you to do this and that, but I didn't do it completely."

Yin Shuo shook his head.

Han Fu turned around, "Xiao Shuo! I promise you! From now on, no matter what I ask you to do, I will do it well myself! Let's memorize words together, practice ball, come together, we will do everything in life Face it together, don't be self righteous, and be the one who asks of you!"

Yin Shuo looked at him and asked slowly, "Han, if there is a parent who is uneducated and illiterate, can he say that he wants his children to study hard?"

Han Fu was stunned.

Yin Shuo looked at him, "Is it okay?"

Han Fu replied, "Of course. But—"

Yin Shuo said solemnly, "I've thought about it too. Maybe it wasn't deliberation, but I was thinking hard just now. Disciplining is a kind of responsibility. As long as the person admonishing is strict with himself and does what he should do well, as long as He loves others and cares about that person, so he can ask him to do such a thing. I don’t have parents, but I think, if adults ask me to go to school, if I can’t recite books well, they will beat me, I won’t Because adults don’t know how to memorize it, they don’t do it. Just like today’s students, you can’t say that they are not qualified to ask themselves to go to college just because their parents didn’t go to college.”

Han Fu looked at Yin Shuo's eager eyes for a long time, but finally he didn't say a word.

Xiao Shuo, do you know that I don't want you to treat me as your adult at all, I sincerely hope to be the only Han you can rely on in this life.

That night, Han Fu read all night in the small study. "Zheng Boke's Duan Yuyan", "Cao Gui's Controversy", and English texts that children are required to recite, he asked himself, Han Fu, did you really do something wrong.

grown ups.

When Yin Shuo said these two words, he couldn't imagine how much entanglement Han Fu felt in his heart.

In the Tang Dynasty, an adult means father.

Could it be that his love, all his suppressed desires for him, and the feelings he was reluctant to release, in his eyes, could only be family affection?

Han Fu didn't know.

He thought for a long time and couldn't sleep.I went to various emotional forums again, but still couldn't find the answer.

"My name is Ying. I'm a policeman."

That is the bright color in his life. He is the whole meaning of his existence in the cycle of blood and blood every day, in the cycle of ending life and being ended by others.

"I'm a policeman, but I think I've fallen in love with you. Han, what should I do?" Ying said, sitting next to the target with her knees hugged.

"Is it to let me let him go?" Han Fu hated himself, why could he be so ruthless back then.The ray in the palm is forced out, and the target is killed instantly.

Ying's sincere confession still failed to shake the unchanging dignity of the first killer.

The target is dead.He is still the strongest killer, with a shot left in his chest.

"Han, you should turn yourself in. I asked you about it for you, but the sentence will only be 500 years. I will accompany you!" Ying said.

What if I had agreed?

Han Fu asked himself.

I would rather agree to you, lose each other's freedom and imprison each other in the prison of 2311, and love you with the only remaining life; or I would rather lose your love and get your family affection in the world of 2011.

Ying, if I had to choose again, what would I do?

If you help me choose once, how would you like it?

Han Fu's nails dug into the palm of his hand. As a killer, he didn't have the habit of keeping long nails. One can imagine how deep his grip was.

The sound of knocking on the door was very clear.The killer's alertness told him to stand up immediately.

The person at the door smiled very nicely, "Han, I only took half an hour to recite a lesson, so you are not allowed to study secretly!"

Han Fu got up and took the drink he handed over. It was a dark black liquid. Could it be that his Ying would make coffee for him.Han Fu thought about it, took a sip, but found a strange smell, "What is this?"

Yin Shuo said, "Brown sugar water. I drink this when I'm depressed!"

Han Fu's face twitched, "Who did you hear that from?"

Yin Shuo said, "A magazine published on the street, "Women of the World."

Han Fu spat out a mouthful of brown sugar water, and Yin Xiaoshuo looked bewildered.

Han Fu thought about it, let Xiao Shuo's world be simpler, "Oh, then, then, don't be so strong next time."