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The relationship between the two fathers and sons is no longer enough to be described as "stiff".

Grandpa Sun came back that night, and Ji Mo was startled by the way he came back. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Was this a fight between father and son?

No, ancient times are not modern times. When I beat my son, my son would not dare to fight back. Let alone those who are educated and reasonable, even ordinary farmers are the same.

Ji Mo was booing and inquiring about Grandpa Sun's health, while getting water for Grandpa Sun to wipe his face.

"It's okay, I fell, I'm old, and I'm useless."

Grandpa Sun comforted him like this. His hair was a little messy, his clothes were a little dirty, and he lost a shoe under his feet. It really looked like he had fallen.

I'm getting old, my legs and feet are bad, and I walk at night again. The ancient roads are really not so smooth, so...

"Grandpa will not come back so late in the future, it's really worrying."

Ji Mo whispered, complaining about "cheap dad" in his heart, how old is he, why are he so stiff with his real dad?Even if you don't deal with it, you should stay with someone for one night before leaving, so as not to cause any accidents on the road. It is really reassuring to let the old man walk alone at night.

Grandpa Sun came back, but he didn't take a single lamp. Fortunately, he was able to walk back in the dark.

It was too late, and the two of them didn't bother. Grandpa Sun was probably tired, so he went back to sleep early, and Ji Mo also went back to his room. Before he fell asleep, he heard movement in the yard, and murmured in his heart Wasn't it because he didn't lock the courtyard door and it was blown open by the wind?

The fence gate is really not very strong.

Thinking this way, he put on his shoes and walked out. He didn't intend to go far, so he didn't light the lamp again. , bent over not knowing what to do.

Ji Mo's small steps were light, and he landed almost silently, so the man didn't notice. When he found someone, Ji Mo didn't rush to make a sound, but quickly closed the door of the house to prevent people from outside from coming in. He was a thief Or what, the old and the young in the family can't deal with any of them.

He went back to the room and lit a candle to look at the window. Under the shadow of the candle, there was no one in the courtyard. It seemed that the movement of his return to the room was too loud, and the other party had already run away.

Ji Mo didn't dare to go out in the dark, so he went out early the next morning to look. When he saw a single shoe at the door, he was taken aback. It was Grandpa Sun's shoe, the one he lost yesterday.

This is……

"It must be your father, he must have followed behind."

Uncle Sun laughed as soon as he heard it. This father and son's big show was sung by the whole village.

If one sentence is wrong, you can start the whole martial arts. It is really lively, and the appearance of Grandpa Sun chasing his son all over the village is really fresh in people's memory.

"Your father is also an angry person. He is the most unwilling to admit defeat. He opens his mouth when he hurts others, and he will never give up on his face..."

When they meet another grandpa with a similar temperament, they are really their own father and son, and they have pinched each other's fate accurately, so it will hurt every time, and they are different from other people.

Ji Mo sighed, the father and son are really dead.

One left the old man so angry that he walked home in the middle of the night, and the other kept silent, followed behind his back all the way back, and then went back quietly, running around all night, what was he trying to do?

Grandpa Sun got up late that day, and Ji Mo was invited by Uncle Sun to go out to eat, and when he came back, he brought food for Grandpa Sun, put it in a bowl, and waited for him to wake up to eat.

After Grandpa Sun woke up, he immediately took the test to compare Ji Mo's studies.

Ji Mo was dumbfounded: "You just gave me the book yesterday!"

"What yesterday, how many days has it been, did you not watch it at all!"

As Grandpa Sun said, he was about to wave the wooden board to greet Ji Mo.

No, I can't take this beating!

He himself was confused again, and he regarded himself as an "unfilial son", and the beating would be for nothing.

Ji Mo's body reacted faster than his brain. When he saw Grandpa Sun holding up the board, he ran out quickly, turning around and shouting, "Grandpa, you haven't taught me how to read yet. How can I learn to read!"

"Stop, stop for me!"

Grandpa Sun didn't listen to what he said, this look of running out when he said he wanted to fight was really too familiar, his body reacted faster than his brain, and he immediately chased after him.

For many years, no one in the village has seen this rare scene. Some people stopped to watch the excitement, and deliberately ambiguous Grandpa Sun's cognition, asking him "hit your son".

Grandpa Sun also complied, chasing hard while chasing, all the onlookers were laughing, and there were children running behind, really carefree.

Ji Mo was so angry that he vomited blood, you are watching a big show, why don't you help me to say something, could it be that you have been beaten yourself, and you have to watch others get beaten to enjoy yourself?

Ji Mo, who was forced to do nothing, finally climbed up the tree to be safe, looked at Grandpa Sun under the tree, and shouted one after another: "Grandpa, wake up, I am Ji Mo, you haven't taught me yet! "

Grandpa Sun woke up a long time ago. His usual confusion was only at that moment. The reason why he continued to chase him was for nothing but to play!

It's been a long time since I ran, and running is also a way to relive my youthful state.

Ji Mo was coaxed off the tree, but Grandpa Sun stopped beating him with the board and patted him on the back, "I know how to run, and I run very fast. I don't know when I learned how to climb trees... ..."

"I was forced."

What kind of skill is climbing a tree!Ji Mo even forgot when he learned it.

Grandpa Sun dragged him home by his collar, and just happened to be able to read and read. Ji Mo, who learned to read from scratch, was pretty efficient, and Grandpa Sun became happy again: "Like your father, your father also learned fast back then, but he didn't learn well. ——You can’t be like your father, our skill can’t be lost in my hands.”

Old and old, what is the most regrettable, what is the most regrettable, "If I can't pass on my skills, I won't be able to close my eyes when I die", this heavy sense of responsibility, Ji Mo understands very well.

After literacy, I read books. Reading is mainly for memory, and at the same time, I am learning Fengshui. In this regard, Grandpa Sun asked Ji Mo to learn from Uncle Sun. , it won’t work if you don’t look at it.”

Topography, don't count on the map at this time, not to mention that the military significance of that thing is not something that ordinary people can get in their hands, even if they get it, it is a crime, and there are other things like the clarity of the map, the proportion standard, etc. , are not so uniform, and you can only see a line drawing when you look at it, and you can't see the height and depth.

Ji Mo has seen what kind of ancient maps look like, so he has no hope for it, let alone contour lines and different contour lines, who would measure these data in ancient times?Without data, the drawn map is just a reference and has nothing to do with precision.

Therefore, in terms of feng shui, you still have to see it with your own eyes. In some places, you even have to walk around it yourself. There is a saying that the softness of the soil can also determine whether the groundwater is close to the surface, so as to judge whether the direction of the water veins here is suitable for some construction projects. .

Uncle Sun didn't expect that he would be praised by Grandpa Sun once he was old. He was very happy to take this job. He brought Ji Mo home early every morning, and went outside after breakfast. Okay, it's nearby, let me tell you what I said before in detail.

Ji Mo was amazed by his mastery of the structure and layout, which is not easy. He can draw horizontal and vertical lines on the ground casually to explain various problems in the direction. "The feeling must have been done.

Ji Mo asked when he thought about it.

"That's not true. Our family used to do this. It's your grandfather who was stubborn and refused to give up. Otherwise, he would have been a master craftsman in the court. But then again, there is nothing good about a master craftsman. Yes, we will stay in the fields all our lives, and we can come to a family of farming and studying in the future, but we will have nothing if we become a craftsman, and being ordered by others for a lifetime is more difficult than farming."

Uncle Sun speaks with certainty, as if he really understands the gap between the two.

Ji Mo just curled his lips when he heard this. They don't know the hardships of farmers. Although they are farming the same, they have worked hard, but the harvest is very different.

The grain grown every year is rarely paid as tax, and every household has room to eat. Needless to say, Ji Mo can guess that it must be something that cheap father did when he reported it, such as It is said that the upper field becomes the lower field, the same field, after the upper and lower classes are classified, the taxes paid are different.

I dare not say that the fields near the village are all farmland, but all taxes are paid according to the method of going to the field, or the proportion of going to the field is more, and the ones that are left out are earned. Naturally, every household has room. Those who don't have enough to eat don't know how miserable the farmers are.

I also feel that switching from farming to studying is only a short distance away from a talented son.

In fact, so many craftsmen, do they all love it?Isn't it true that many people can't survive farming, so they can only find a new way of living?

These are not things children should understand, Ji Mo didn't say anything, just nodded slightly to show that he understood.

Uncle Sun didn't focus on this. After one sentence, he consciously got to the point, and casually drew simple mountains and rivers on the ground to examine questions such as where Ji Mo should build the city.

In the beginning, his drawings were simple. The triangle was a mountain, the line was a river, the two mountains were on both sides, and the river was at the foot of the mountain. He asked Ji Mo where it would be better to build a house.

Later, seeing that Ji Mo could answer all the questions correctly, the picture became a bit more complicated. There were still triangular mountains and lined rivers, but there were also more numbers. He also specifically mentioned heights, shorts and depths, and let Ji Mo choose the location.

Not a house, but a city.

"Third Uncle, what is the city like?"

Ji Mo asks "naively", and if he doesn't ask such idiot questions again, they will all talk about themselves as if they were born with knowledge, and dare to explain those words.

Uncle Sun: "..." I almost forgot, this is a child who has never been out of the village.