Machine Zero is also human!

The next morning, I was dug out of the bed by my grandma in a sleepy state, put on a newly bought men's kimono, tied my long hair high and tied a simple ponytail behind my head with a plain ribbon, and then Brother A Niu led him out the door.

With a bag of tears in my eyes, I walked out of the house step by step and turned my head three times. Grandma also held the door frame and waved to me with tears in her eyes, full of emotion and reluctance.

It seemed she didn't really want to change her mind.

I know that the real decision-maker in the family is my grandmother, and Brother Aniu has to listen to her opinions, so if she doesn't speak, no one can change my fate of going to a private school.

What's more, no one wants me to stay at home except grandma.

Grandma has always thought that I am a princess from a wealthy family. She thinks that I should learn poetry, calligraphy and painting like a nobleman's daughter, but girls in this era don't easily go out, and our family can't afford a full-time teacher. For a girl from a small family, going to a private school to study is simply a fantasy.

Grandma knows that Miwako's statement that the private school does not accept female students is false. The teacher of the Matsushita private school, Yoshida Shoyo, is a well-known sage, and his teaching subjects are never divided into men and women.The reason why Miwako wanted to dress me up as a boy was because of my reputation.To women, poetry and books are just props to please men. At least in the village, no man will marry a woman who is truly intelligent and reasonable.

Grandma has lofty insights, but also sticks to the worldly vision.

But in the future, I will be shown as a boy, and I am quite dissatisfied with this.

Brother A Niu saw that I was downcast, just thought I was reluctant to part with my grandma, and patiently comforted me all the way, but he didn't know that I was lamenting for the future life.Life is still long, I think I will hide my gender and mix among a group of stinky boys at a young age. I will stay away from cute candy colors such as light yellow, pink, light green and light blue, and stay with the monotonous and dull dark green and blue gray. Just thinking about it makes me feel very sad .

But it is already an established fact, I also have the awareness of being content with my destiny, and it is not beneficial for me to leave home—I am just worried that there will be no place to stay in the future, and I will live a life of wandering—at least let me see There is a wider world in this world.

I never knew that there is a more beautiful scenery than the back mountain. At the turn of spring and summer, the valley is full of colorful flowers and wild flowers are blooming everywhere.I stopped and stood in a sea of ​​flowers, green mountains and green waters, singing birds and insects, for a moment I couldn't even see Brother A Niu beside me, only this beautiful scene remained in my eyes.I live in the village, and I don't know any more good things in this world.

I tugged at his finger hesitantly, and raised my head: "Would Mr. like flowers?"

I didn't want his answer, just to make him stop and wait for me.Brother A Niu said that of course he would like it, and moved his hands to help me pick out beautiful flowers and tie them into a bunch.I saw that he was very busy, and frowned slightly - I never said that I would give it to the teacher, of course this flower is for myself, but since he likes to help, I can't deprive him of the fun.

Looking at the back of Brother A Niu, I sighed in my heart—what a simple and stupid man, but luckily it's not mine.

"Hanako, don't worry, I will take you home when the private school is on vacation." Brother A Niu happily stuffed the bouquet into my hand, so comforting.

I paused for a moment, looked up and stared into his eyes: "That is to say, I will spend most of my time in private schools in the future?"

Brother A Niu affirmed my guess with apology, so I gathered two more flowers and stuffed them into the bouquet.

——This Yoshida Shoyang, it’s impossible to please.

It was getting better and better, and we finally arrived at the Matsushita Private School before lunch. The sound of reading can be heard from a long distance away. I looked up at Brother Aniu, and he gave me a bright smile and showed his big white teeth. .I understood a little bit, thinking that maybe he was trying to calm me down.I glanced at his clenched sleeves, and planned to say nothing.

When I saw Yoshida Shoyo for the first time, I was really surprised. I only knew that he was a noble character, but I didn't know that he was a beauty.For a moment, I didn't know how to describe my feelings, I just felt that his face was more beautiful than the most beautiful face I've ever seen - I couldn't say it wasn't stunning, but it wasn't as strong as stunning, like a ray of spring breeze melting into the clouds Rain, blowing feels very comfortable.

"Are you a child of the Ino family?" He didn't ask Brother Aniu, but squatted down and looked into my eyes, as if it was not my guardian who decided whether to study here, but myself Same: "Can you tell me your name?"

I looked up at Brother Aniu who was so nervous that he was already scratching his head, and fixed his gaze on the face of the person in front of him expressionlessly: "My surname is not Ino, I'm just the adopted son of their family."

Yoshida Shoyo let out an "oh" as if surprised, but there was no surprise in his light brown eyes. He repeated his question again: "Then can you tell me your name?"

Facing such a man, I don't think anyone can say no to him.

I thought for a while, then nodded: "My name is Feng Shizi."

Fengshizi, this is the name I just named for myself, but it is more familiar to me than Hanako who has been called Hanako for two years-it seems to be a mark that has already been engraved in the soul. When Yoshida Shoyang asked me, it was blurted out.

Brother Aniu stood aside and became more and more embarrassed, trying to appear leisurely incoherently, but he even said about the wild flowers I picked on the road to give to Yoshida Songyang.But he seemed relieved when he heard my name——Although Feng Shizi's name is weird, but fortunately, he couldn't distinguish between men and women, so he didn't tell the truth.Brother Aniu declined Yoshida Songyang's leftover meal, only saying that he had eaten on the way, and went back with the cloth bag he was carrying when he came.

I looked at the back of A Niu brother with a lot of complaints—inside the bag was the dry food prepared by my grandmother for the two of us, and I was dragged by him along the way to instill the precautions after the private school. After walking for such a long time, my stomach is already empty, so I need to fill my stomach with two bowls of cold water.

Yoshida Shoyo seemed to understand everything, stood up empathetically, and took me to the dining hall for dinner. He said that everyone was there, and we will be a family from now on, living together.

family...

Forget it, anyone who feeds me is a good person.

I obediently let him hold his hand, and moved my two short legs vigorously, trying my best to keep up with his pace.Seeing that I was tightly holding some colorful flowers in my other hand, Yoshida Shoyo chuckled and asked me as if jokingly: "Mr. Ino said, your flowers are for me."

I shook my head without hesitation: "Before I met Mr., I thought so."

"Oh?" Yoshida Shoyang still had the gentle expression of spring wind and rain, and he didn't even move his eyebrows when he had doubts: "Then after seeing me, don't you think about it?"

I nodded, shook my head again, let go of Yoshida Shoyang's fingers, and carefully picked out a few scattered light blue flowers in the bouquet and handed them to him: "Here, this is for you. Warriors don't wear hairpins, gentlemen Dai Lanzhi, a gentleman like Mr. Zhilan, is not worthy of ordinary flowers and plants."

I'm telling the truth, but I don't know the variety of the little flowers that are sent up now--it doesn't look very eye-catching and has a fragrance, so let's make do with it.I secretly sighed, flattering is also a technical job that requires the right time, place and people.

Yoshida Shoyang was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't know what was in my hand, but he finally took the light blue flower in my hand and showed a smile that was almost charming: "Thank you."

I was electrocuted.

I hurriedly lowered my head, and Ren Jitian Songyang took my hand again, and followed behind him step by step, without further words.

When I came to the so-called canteen, I found that it was just a pair of desks in the classroom, and a group of little kids ate on it. It was even worse than the conditions of the village head’s house—it was really poor here.However, it is also understandable that people say that Yoshida Shoyo does not need money when he meets a homeless or poor child who comes to study.

Sometimes you have to pay for milk powder.

Yoshida Shoyo is really a good man, but he is a little careless.

Under the encouraging eyes of Yoshida Shoyo, I went straight to a kid and sat down - I don't think I need encouragement at all, at least for these brats, they are definitely the ones to worry about.My presence caught the attention of a few kids who stopped eating and kept their eyes glued to me until I sat down.Then I stared back one by one.

Yoshida Shoyo briefly introduced a few words, nothing more than saying that we will study and live together in the future, and then he left.

Sitting next to me was a little guy with a few freckles on his face. He enthusiastically shared some rice balls with me.

The guy who gave me the onigiri was called Jingle Baihe, and sitting next to him was a little ghost with a round bun on his forehead, called Hanaiaoen Daigoro.I gnawed on the rice balls and complained. It was really easy for the parents to name people. It was simpler than the names I came up with randomly.

"My name is Feng Shizi."

"Hey?! Feng, your name is so interesting, because you are the tenth child in your family?" Jing Le was as noisy as the old lady in the West Village, but her heart was pure.

I glanced at him with displeasure, and retorted unceremoniously: "Then you are called Baihe because you can fly?"

Then Kyoraku shut up.

This counts as an acquaintance, and I think I can cover them a little bit in the future, after all, these two guys share food with me.

After eating a few rice balls, my stomach finally felt a little better. I secretly looked at the little kids around me, and suddenly found that there was a kid with a ponytail like me, which was very conspicuous among the group of crew cuts.I stared at him suspiciously for a while, but unfortunately he turned the back of his head to me and couldn't see his face—could it be that he was also a woman disguised as a man to study.

Before I could do further research, a crisp bell sounded suddenly, long and clear. I followed the bell and looked, Yoshida Shoyo was standing there in a long robe with a warm smile on his face. Reflected behind him, a circle of light blue like cornflowers was revealed.

So lovely.

Jingle and Huaniaoyuan got up quickly when they heard the bell, and skillfully arranged the table as if they were in class and sat down obediently. I was impressed by their well-trained appearance.After they sat down, they realized that their seats were already occupied and there was no room for me to sit. The two of them looked at each other, Huaniaoyuan stood up hesitantly, and seemed to want to give me a seat.

I waved my hand generously and told him to sit back honestly, saying that I was fine.Looking around, I happened to see an empty seat next to the guy with the ponytail, so I walked over slowly, and finally saw his indistinguishable pretty face—hmph, but it’s still worse than mine a bit.

The ponytail seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then moved to the other side to make room for me.I also sat down unceremoniously, and waved my hands in the direction of Jingle and Huaniaoyuan to show them peace of mind.It's just that I was depressed after waving my hands-I don't have a textbook.

"Boy, show me the textbook." I said in a very soft voice, and spread my five fingers to pat the man's book.

He and she didn't seem to expect what I did, and stayed on the spot with an awe-inspiring face. He thought for a moment, and imitated me and lowered his voice: "It's not the boy, it's Gui."

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