I'm struck by lightning and you may die

The oppression in his chest gradually turned into a sense of powerlessness. Wei Fang put away Shen Hongqiang, gave himself a breath to adjust his mood, and then sat back beside Tang Di and removed the sound insulation that was placed around the three of them before the fight. Formation, said: "You tell me."

Jingchu Lake drifted over leisurely, and teased: "Your temper is really strong."

Wei Fang narrowed his eyes slightly.

He really hates the word "children".

"If you don't want to talk, I don't mind fighting with you again."

Jing Chuhu clicked his tongue and waved his hand, "I'm an old man who really can't do anything with you, and I feel sore back, backache, and leg cramps after only a few blows."

"What I'm going to tell next may be a very long story, because it's been so long that I can hardly remember it."

......

Jing Chuhu can't remember anything before the age of 15. He had a clear understanding of his true existence on the night of the winter solstice when he was 15 years old.

The eldest lady of the Song family had just returned from the market accompanied by a maid, and before she stepped into the courtyard gate, she saw the gatekeeper, Old Uncle Li, carefully feeding a "corpse" on the ground with a bowl of hot water. ".

This "corpse" looked extremely young, it was clearly a child who hadn't reached the weak crown, judging by the figure, he was only twelve or thirteen years old at most.The clothes he was wearing were not only tattered but also extremely thin, and he was missing a single shoe, leaving only black tabby socks pitifully on his feet.The sole of the other shoe that was not lost was almost gone, and I wished I could tear off the sole just by tearing it off. It was not frost-resistant at all.The boy's face was blue from the cold, but it was covered by dirty stains, so he couldn't see clearly.His hands were red, he was unconscious, and he couldn't wake up no matter how much he screamed.

"Son, you have quick feet, hurry up and report to the master what to do with this child." Old Uncle Li carefully supported the boy's chin, for fear of accidentally choking him into the trachea.

"Oh, dad, why don't we take this kid into the house first, I still have some drinks left over from last month, wipe him off, maybe he can recover." The servants, one old and one young, have settled down in the Song Mansion for more than ten years, and they understand the temperament of the Patriarch of the Song Family quite well, so I am not afraid that Master Song thinks they are meddling in their business.

"Hey, what's going on here? Why is there someone lying down here?" Mr. Zhang, the accountant, passed by the door, saw the strangeness at the door, and hurried over to check the situation.

"I don't know. Didn't there be a heavy snowfall in the afternoon? I was afraid that the lady would slip and fall when she came back from the outside at night. Seeing the snow was thick, I hurriedly opened the door to sweep the snow, only to see this baby lying at the door. Whoops , I was shocked! I only found out that the child is still alive after snorting, why don’t you hurry up and get him a bowl of hot water to let him slow down!” Old Uncle Li smoked dry tobacco all the year round, and every time Song Xuehan saw him, he could Seeing that he was carrying a cigarette pot pocket, even if it wasn't lit, it must be pinned to his waist. I don't know if his throat was smothered by the smoke, and his voice had a hoarse feeling no matter how he heard it.

"Hey, what are you waiting for, move the person into the house quickly!" Mr. Zhang was so anxious after hearing this, he blamed the poor child, if he can save it, hurry up!

Lao Li's son hurriedly carried the man on his back, a little reckless, and almost knocked the child's hand on the door frame.

Mr. Zhang hurriedly shouted: "You brat, be careful not to drop anyone!"

The three of them didn't notice Song Xuehan outside the gate. Song Xuehan showed up after they were about to bring him back to the house. She stepped forward a little faster and said to the old Uncle Li at the gatehouse: "Uncle Li, you can go to the warehouse to get more in a while." Two catties of charcoal, there should be some in the spirits kitchen, I'll send someone to bring you a few catties later."

She walked lightly, and the servant girl who followed her followed her silently. The three of them didn't notice, and they were terrified when they heard the master's voice suddenly.

Lao Li's son was so frightened that he almost threw him out.

"Oh, Miss is back." Lao Li greeted hurriedly, and wanted to explain the situation.

Song Xuehan waved her hand and said, "I've seen it all, it's important to save people first, go quickly."

The three of them responded in unison and hurried away.The maid beside her asked in a low voice: "Why did Miss wait until they decided to carry him back before showing up?"

Song Xuehan paused for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "Maybe I want to see what the people in my Song family look like."

The topic was a bit sensitive, and the servant girl didn't dare to answer, but she seemed to be trying to relieve the atmosphere, and said very relaxedly: "Does Mom and Dad have any arrangements for tonight?"

The maid replied: "It's the same as in previous years. Madam has already ordered that the whole house eat dumplings tonight. I heard that Madam also specially ordered to take care of the tastes of the whole house. I bought many kinds of meat stuffing!"

"Oh? Is there my favorite shepherd's purse stuffing?"

"Of course, the master also specially ordered to use good fungus!"

"That's great. I'll go over the homework that Mr. Zhang taught during the day. You first put away the items we bought this afternoon, and I will give them to my parents during dinner. By the way, last time I was in Zhou's Have you changed the two batches of fabrics bought by the silk and satin shop? I always feel that it’s not good.”

"Go, shopkeeper Zhou changed another one. I went back and looked at it and thought it was pretty good. It looks good. He said that he would send the fabric samples in the afternoon. If the lady nodded and agreed, he would immediately ask the tailor to make winter clothes. Make sure that everyone in the whole prefecture can get new clothes for the New Year before New Year's Eve."

"Okay, if he keeps his promise, I will give him another red envelope during the Chinese New Year."

"Miss, you are too kind-hearted. The wages paid to him are already much higher than other mansions. Why are you spending so much money!"

Song Xuehan didn't care too much and said: "Isn't it approaching the Chinese New Year? Over the past year, I have received a lot of care from the neighbors and folks for the family business. A little feedback is a little bit."

The servant girl still had a lot to say, and seeing that Song Xuehan was in such a good mood today, she couldn't bear to say more, which didn't dampen her interest.

She was silent all the way, and she was not idle when she returned to the room. She hadn't read the homework left by the husband yesterday, and the exam will be held the next day, so she must hurry up.

When they returned to the mansion, it was already dark and the winter was short, so the maid lit the lamp as soon as they entered the house, and the earth dragon in the house was very hot, Song Xuehan's body warmed up after sitting for a while.

The maid brought her a bowl of tea and a small plate of snacks, and said to her in a low voice: "Miss, Madam ordered that the dinner may be a little later tonight, and some people in the house seem to be due to slippery roads due to the snow when they went to collect the bills." It's delayed, let you eat some snacks first."

"Got it, let it go."

This is not usually the case in the Song Mansion, only during the winter solstice and the Spring Festival every year, the entire mansion will have meals at the same time, and the food will be of the same standard regardless of whether it is up or down, as a reward for everyone's hard work for a year.Every Spring Festival, everyone will receive a rather generous red envelope after eating, to get rid of the old and usher in the new, and to eliminate evil and oppress evil spirits.

In the past, when Mrs. Song was still there, I heard that he wanted everyone to sit together in the yard and eat together. As a result, the suggestion was made before the heat had dissipated, and Mrs. Song pointed at her head and gave him a scolding.

What are you doing on such a cold day!When everyone in your house is anti-freeze like you, you wish you could survive the winter in a single coat!In case other people are frozen because of eating your meal, the medical expenses are easy to talk about. Isn't it uncomfortable for people to be sick?Do you think that everyone else is like you, the indestructible body of a diamond?You have been sick for a few days, and you started again?Besides, everyone has a family and a room, and if you don't huddle with your wife and children on the same kang in cold weather, you have to come to accompany you, what are you thinking?

At that time, Mrs. Song had just had a drink in secret, and was caught by his wife, so he could only listen to the training honestly, not daring to fart.

After Mrs. Song had finished training the ignorant old children, she ordered the people in each room to have their own meals, and the standard of meals remained unchanged.

This tradition has continued for decades and has not changed.

Song Xuehan looked at the words on the book and was distracted for a moment, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

She raised an eyebrow.

Did her mother grind the 20-year-old Pu'er tea cakes hidden in her father's room?

After dinner, Song Xuehan stayed at her mother's place and chatted with her parents for a while. Seeing that her mother's eyebrows were slightly tired, she said goodbye and went back to her room. Before going to bed, she suddenly remembered the boy she saved today, and asked the maid: " How is that child?"

The maidservant was spreading the quilt for her, and she heard the words and replied: "He has been rescued, after Madam heard about it, she even found Dr. Lin from Huichuntang for him."

Song Xuehan let out an oh.

The maid went on to say: "The child looked very small, Doctor Lin felt his bones and said he was 15 years old!"

Song Xuehan nodded, looking at the child's appearance, I am afraid that he has suffered a lot, he is skinny, and suddenly looks like someone doing it, such a big child is still growing, and if he can't eat well and sleep well, he must grow up wandering outside. Not good enough.

"Well, let them take good care of it. After he wakes up and recovers, ask him what his plans are. But don't forget the old rules, let's send someone to check the child's details first, and don't get involved. It's not good to be a weird person."

"Yes."

Afterwards, Song Xuehan was busy with schoolwork and piles of chores during the Chinese New Year, so she simply forgot about this child.

Or Song Xuehan suddenly had something to go out of the house one day, happened to meet this child, didn't recognize him, saw the old Uncle Li who was shoveling snow next to him and asked who is this?

Only then did I know that the child stayed in the Song Mansion.

On the way, she asked the maidservant, "What's the child's name?"

The maid replied: "Miss, this child is called 'Gong Ye' of the palace, and Ye is Rihua Ye."

"Oh? This surname is not very common. Is there anyone with the surname Gong in a radius of tens of miles?"

"Hmm... Miss, you forgot that the shopkeeper of Chengbei Qianzhuang is named Gong! But..."

Song Xuehan slapped her head. Two days ago, she met the wife of the treasurer of the palace in the jewelry store and exchanged a few pleasantries. This bad memory really deserves to be beaten. "But what?"

"But Gong Ye has nothing to do with the shopkeeper's family. I listened to your order last time and sent someone to investigate. This child has been in the city for more than half a month and has been wandering around. He has not eaten for several days and fainted from hunger. It's at the gate of our mansion. He escaped from the north, and it seems that he suffered some kind of brain injury, and he doesn't remember anything from the past."

"Don't remember?" Song Xuehan's smile froze slightly, and her brows frowned a little.

"Yes, I heard that this name was given by Mr. Yu. Mr. Yu asked him to find a character for his surname and give it to him."

"He still recognizes Mr. Yu?"

Mr. Yu is the teacher that the master of the Song family found for Song Xuehan. He is a knowledgeable and prestigious old man.It's just that there were some changes in the family when he was young, which led to his reluctance to become an official, which made Song Xuehan feel very pity.

This old man has a very arrogant temper. If he likes someone, he can chatter with him all day long. He has a good temper. He will do whatever he wants. He is willing to do everything he can do for you; if you don’t like someone, it’s over, and he doesn’t even bother to give you a supercilious look. Cut it off and let you lie in bed for three days no problem.

Song Xuehan nodded, her steps were not slow at all, the servant girl struggled to follow the words, and her breathing was a little panting.Song Xuehan heard it, and deliberately slowed down.

"Yes, I heard from Uncle Li that Mr. Yu met him when he went to Uncle Li's to ask for advice on planting flowers. This kid is very rare. Not only has he won the favor of Mr. Yu, but he also intends to accept it. He taught it himself."

Song Xuehan was really surprised this time, she has the right to say how difficult this Mr. Yu is.This Mr. Yu has to go through a strict test before accepting students. If he can't pass the test, it's useless for the king to intervene.

In order to be able to join Mr. Yu's family before, she worked hard. During that period of stress, she lost her hair in handfuls after washing every day.This matter was accidentally found out by her mother's personal maid, she didn't feel anything, and her mother was so anxious that she cried.

So she not only had to do a lot of homework every day, but also took time out to comfort her mother, which made her feel overwhelmed and almost collapsed.

Fortunately, it went through smoothly, and it was like a nightmare.

To be easily valued by Mr. Yu, there must be something special about this young man.

"That's more than that. I heard from the man sent by Mr. Lin to deliver medicinal materials to our family that Mr. Lin wanted Gong Ye to study medicine with him. After hearing this, Mr. Yu even had a fight with Mr. Lin, and later I don't know much about it either." The servant girl's face was tangled, a little resentful, and she couldn't figure out how one or two of them liked this little kid who had just arrived so much.

Song Xuehan frowned slightly, she didn't say anything, she was thinking that if she had the time, she must get to know this kid well, she wanted to see what the kid was up to.

That being said, by the time Song Xuehan really remembered this, it was already the spring of the second year.

She was kept busy with the trivial matters of years ago, and after everything was settled, two more families came to propose marriage.

After the new year, she will reach the grade, and according to her age, she will reach the age when ordinary girls should talk about marriage.Her parents talked to her several times, but she refused them all.

Fortunately, the master and wife of the Song family didn't force her, and she also knew that from Song Xuehan's point of view, it was too early to think about this kind of thing.

The daughter of the Song family is an eagle, and her wings should not be bound by the net.

Song's parents thought very openly.

On the way back to her parents' room after breakfast, she saw Gong Ye who was sweeping the yard.

He sweeps very seriously, holding a broom that is as tall as others and sweeping the floating soil in the yard. He will clean every brick and every gap carefully, for fear that something will be leaked and the owner's shoes will be dirty. And hem.

He sweeps quickly and neatly, every stroke is just right, he never does useless work, and every stroke is completed with high efficiency.

Seeing him, Song Xuehan stopped involuntarily, and looked at this boy who still looked very weak.

After watching for a while, when he finished sweeping the place and was about to leave, Song Xuehan said, "Are you Gong Ye?"

Gong Ye was taken aback. When he was doing things seriously, he always tended to ignore some other things, not to mention that Song Xuehan deliberately lowered his footsteps, and he didn't notice it at all.

Seeing that he was frightened, Song Xuehan suddenly smiled, and asked cheerfully, "Why are you so careless?"

Gong Ye guessed her identity by looking at her clothes, and hastily saluted somewhat awkwardly: "Miss Hui, this servant is Gong Ye."

Song Xuehan sized him up, and besides the fact that the kid looked very good-looking, he didn't think there was anything special about him that Mr. Lin and Mr. Yu were vying for.However, she never used appearance as the criterion for judging people, she just smiled and told him to relax and not be shy.

The two of them are the same age, but Gong Ye has been unable to keep up with his nutrition because of being homeless before, and the boys are relatively late, so the height gap between the two of them is really big.

When Gong Ye was nervous, he would unknowingly tug at the hem of his clothes, for fear that he would dirty his master's eyes.

Song Xuehan could also see his nervousness, so she purposely joked: "You little radish must grow up quickly, otherwise no girl who is not tall will marry you."

Gong Ye's face was flushed red by this teasing, the sunlight penetrated through his ears, and he could clearly see the fine hairs and curved blood vessels on his ears.Those ears had no earlobes, and Song Xuehan suddenly remembered a sentence that the old people occasionally mentioned in the chat:

People without earlobes are blessed.

"Gong Ye is still young, so I haven't thought about it that much." He looked a little shy, probably because he rarely had contact with girls and didn't know how to get along with the opposite sex.

Song Xuehan was even happier, she had heard that this guy was obviously the same age as her, and now he acted like she was bullying a child.She went on to say, "Then what have you thought about?"

The morning light was faint, lazily spreading the light on Song Xuehan's dimples gently.A gust of spring wind blew by, and the bubbly on Song Xuehan's hair was blown by the wind to make a faint sound, small but very crisp.There are layers of ripples in the boy's heart pool, and he doesn't know whether it is the naughty spring breeze or the squeaking steps that shake the spring water.

"I want to serve the Song family for the rest of my life in return for saving my life." He said this sentence as firmly as an oath.

Song Xuehan was taken aback and smiled, but she didn't take it seriously.

If he wants to stay, then let's stay. The boy matures late, the young man's heart is uncertain, and there are too many variables in the future. Who knows if this sentence will be the casual way this young man uses to deal with her.

However, she was still quite curious about him, the person who could make the two gentlemen treat each other differently must not be an ordinary person, so she said to Gong Ye: "Go and change your clothes, and come to my study in an hour."

Gong Ye was startled, and said yes.

Song Xuehan left first, the teacher who taught her piano art was coming soon, she had to go back and change clothes to prepare for class.

Gong Ye stayed where she was and watched her leave, and silently swept the courtyard once again, and it took a long time before he came to his senses and remembered that he had already finished the work here.

......

After the piano art class, Mr. got up and left.Song Xuehan stayed in the study room, she usually stayed here in class, and spent most of her time here when she was not in class.

Spring is here, and the weather suddenly turns a little capricious.In the morning, it was still too cold to touch her hands, but after the sun came up, Song Xuehan felt a little thick in the clothes she was wearing, and she was sweating a little due to the heat.

She wanted to go back to her room and change into lighter clothes, but she was afraid of being nagged by the maid, so she didn't think about it.

The servant girl grew up with her, so she knew what she was thinking when she saw her, so she silently brought a cup of cold tea to quench her sweat and thirst.Before she finished her cup of tea, she heard the sound of knocking on the door.

Before the maid went out to check, Song Xuehan said, "Come in! Zheliu, go to father's place and bring the qin I just brought back yesterday to my room, and I'll tune it later at night."

"Yes."

The door was pushed from the outside, and the moment Gong Ye stepped into Song Xuehan's study, he smelled a faint scent of ink, which was hidden in the sandalwood and was easily overlooked.He suddenly regretted why he didn't change a pair of shoes, he felt that he had soiled the room a bit by stepping on the ground.

Song Xuehan's study room is extremely simple, without any plaything decorations that her daughter usually has at home. The relatively spacious room is surrounded by bookshelves, and all kinds of books are neatly arranged on it.There was a large desk by the window. He couldn't tell the material of the wooden desk with his eyes. He only felt that the carvings were very calm and atmospheric, and it didn't look like a desk that a girl in her cardamom age should use.

Apart from the necessary pens, inks, papers and inkstones and the books Song Xuehan put on the desk, there is not even a vase on the desk.

It turned out to be such a room.

Gong Ye was somewhat unexpected, but after thinking about it, he felt it was reasonable.

Seeing him coming, Song Xuehan said, "Sit down."

Gong Ye sat opposite Song Xuehan, carefully covering only about one-third of the seat.The legs are closed, the hands are placed on the knees, the back is straight, and it looks like a student who is ready to listen to the teacher.

Song Xuehan wanted to laugh when she saw him like this.

"Actually, I have nothing else to invite you here today. I just want to ask you if you are still used to living in the Song Mansion? Has anyone bullied you, and have you suffered any grievances?"

Gong Ye was flattered, and hurriedly replied: "Miss Hui, Gong Ye is very used to it. Others treat me very well, and no one bullies me. Old Uncle Li and the others take special care of me, and they always give me meat when eating. "

"Really, that's good, you can tell me where you have been wronged again." Song Xuehan took out a book and continued: "Do you know how to read?"

Gong Ye began to pinch the clothes again, thanks to the good fabric of the clothes, he rubbed them back and forth without pilling, he hesitated a little in his eyes, but decided to tell the truth: "I will... some..."

Song Xuehan laughed out loud: "Don't be nervous all the time, am I ugly? Scared you? I don't eat people, what are you afraid of me doing!"

Gong Ye quickly waved his hand to deny: "You are not ugly, Miss is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."

"Pfft, you're the one with the sweetest mouth!"

"Gong Ye doesn't tell lies. Miss is just pretty, like a fairy."

"Hahahahahaha, you are so funny. You have never seen what a fairy looks like, so you dare to talk nonsense? If the fairy really hears it, I will see what you will do."

"If you hear it, you'll hear it, anyway, that's what Gong Ye thinks in his heart."

"Okay, glib little carrot head, come here and take this book, take a look at the page I bookmarked, and then read it to me." Song Xuehan handed him the book in his hand.

The book she was holding was "Nine Chapters", in which there was a bookmark in the chapter "Sorrow".There are not too many uncommon words in this article, compared to the other few.

She didn't intend to embarrass him with such obscure and difficult things, it's just that the only book on her desk at present happened to be just read last night, and she handed it to him casually.

However, she is also confident that this child is definitely not an illiterate person if he can be favored by the two gentlemen.But she can understand if he can't read very well, after all, there are many people like him who can't read a single word.

Gong Ye took the book and glanced at it quickly, then stood up, held the book upright and began to read aloud: "The impure destiny of the emperor, what is the shock of the people? The people are separated and lost, and Fang Zhongchun moved eastward.

If you go to your hometown, you will be far away, and you will go into exile in Zunjiangxia.When I go abroad, I am in my arms, and the Jia Zhi Chao Wu will go..."

The words are sonorous and powerful, and there is no mistake in the reading of the sentences. Even the emotions that should be felt when reading aloud are good. It is completely familiar and fully digested.

This situation was somewhat beyond Song Xuehan's expectations. Originally, she heard that the child would not remember anything after waking up, so he should have completely zero foundation in homework.

Unexpectedly, he not only easily read the article from beginning to end very fluently, but also read every word well...

Song Xuehan didn't believe in evil, so she flipped through another article, pointed to "Huaisha" and said, "You read this."

Gong Ye looked at her with wide, watery eyes, then at the article she was pointing at, opened his lips and read: "I'm so quiet, Kong Jing is humorous. I'm depressed, I'm divorced and bowed. Appreciate the feelings and make aspirations, restrain yourself when you are wronged. Fang thought it was a win, and he never replaced it."

Hey...the kid...

Song Xuehan simply replaced the long poem she had transcribed last night and spread it on the table for him to read.

Gong Ye scratched his head, and read after a long while: "Say: At the beginning of ancient times, who preached the Taoism? Up and down are not visible, how can we test it? How can one know it? Feng Yi is only like an image, how can he know it? Bright and dark , but when..."

Song Xuehan's eyes twitched, and she interrupted him: "Do you know the name of this poem?"

Gong Ye said innocently: "I know, it's "Heavenly Questions."

Song Xuehan: "..."

"Then tell me about the word 'Feng' in 'Feng Yiweixiang, how do you know it?'?"

Gong Ye answered neatly: "This Feng is a fake character, and it is the word 'screen' of the screen. I can fully explain it."

"What about the 'elephant'?"

"It's a shape we imagined out of thin air, there is no concrete thing."

Song Xuehan casually pointed to a few points and asked him, ranging from difficult to simple, the more she asked, the more shocked she became.

Finally, she couldn't help asking: "Don't you remember nothing?"

Gong Ye said: "That's right, Grandpa Yu gave it to me."

The words "Grandpa Yu" were so natural and reasonable that Song Xuehan felt the corners of her eyes twitching non-stop when she said it.

She asked again: "You learned all this after you came to the Song Mansion?"

Gong Ye said: "Yes, on the fourth day after I woke up, Grandpa Yu went to Old Uncle Li to ask him to help save his dying crabapple. He saw me staring at the book that Old Uncle Li was reading in a daze, so he asked me casually. After reading me two sentences, I started to teach me how to read."

What Gong Ye said casually was actually not that casual. Originally, people didn't have the time or interest to pay attention to this wild boy who didn't know where he came from.But who told that old Uncle Li is a warm-hearted man!

When Old Uncle Li was taking care of Gong Ye, he was afraid that Gong Ye would be too bored, and he didn't have anything to play with the children, so he read him stories from a storybook.

Gong Ye is a very face-saving person. He listens carefully to what others say to him. Even if the story written in the book is boring, he never interrupts, and he listens very carefully, without understanding anything. Without holding back, he asked openly.

He became more enthusiastic and energetic when he talked to the face-saving old Li in this way. Apart from working, he spent all his time on Gong Ye.

There is no way, Old Uncle Li was a storyteller when he was young, but unfortunately his eloquence is not good, and he can't support his family by relying on storytelling.

Afterwards, he came to the Song family. Although he became a servant, he never let go of his hobby of storytelling. During his spare time for repairing, he summoned a group of people to listen to his storytelling.

At the beginning, everyone was very supportive, but after listening to it, I felt sleepy, and soon I fell asleep. Old Uncle Li's little gavel slapped and woke me up again.

Listening to the story is uncomfortable, and I can't sleep well. As time goes by, no one wants to come.

It's no wonder, it's so hard to have a holiday, and it's very cool to sleep peacefully at home, and no one wants to waste precious rest time by running to him.

The child listened carefully, but the old man spoke hard.

The consequence of working too hard was that Lao Li's few scriptures were quickly finished by him.

After the story book is finished, let's talk about the jokes he saved.

The jokes were all told within two days.

Later, the story line was gone, and Lao Li suddenly remembered that the child was too old, and he didn't remember anything and didn't recognize anything, just like a blank sheet of paper.

How can this be done? You have to learn something.

The child said that he wanted to learn to read and write.

Old Uncle Li praised him that being serious and studious has a bright future.So he taught him to read and write from scratch.

The progress of writing is not too fast, but in terms of literacy and reading, old Uncle Li was stunned.

Everything he taught the children, as long as they needed to be memorized, they were memorized after reading them all, and they would remember them clearly when asked after many days.

The legendary photographic memory is Gong Ye.

I found a big treasure, so what?Old Uncle Li's teaching enthusiasm was as fierce and frenzied as a volcano erupting instantly.

But the enthusiasm came and went quickly.

the reason is simple

—he has nothing to teach.