Farmer’s Blessed Girl

After leaving Mohui Garden, there were quite a few half-grown teenagers and children surrounding him. Mr. Zhuang stopped for a while, took out a handful of money from his purse, and waved to the group of children.

When the leading boy saw it, he immediately led a group of children to surround him.

Bai Shan and Man Bao Bai Erlang looked at him in a daze, not understanding what the husband was going to do.

Mr. Jiang smiled when he saw it, and stood aside waiting for him.

Mr. Zhuang handed over the handful of money to the young man, and said with a smile, "A good poem just came out, and it was named the top of the list. You guys should run around the streets and alleys."

The young man complied happily.

Mr. Zhuang read Bai Shan's poem word by word to them. The young man read it twice, and after confirming that there were no omissions, he turned around and asked the people around him, "Have you all remembered it?"

"Remember." After that, one person read two sentences, and the person next to him followed up with two sentences. Some children were young and only memorized one sentence, but they also remembered it.

The young man nodded slightly when he saw this, and assured Mr. Zhuang: "Don't worry, master, we have written it down. I don't know where the person is at the top of the list. How old is this year?"

"The son of the state learns from Bai Shan, he is thirteen this year."

"Mr. Bai Xiaolang is so powerful," the young man exaggeratedly praised and asked, "Will you not pass on your hometown?"

Mr. Zhuang said with a smile: "No need, let the sons of the state learn from Bai Shan."

The boy wrote it down, stuffed the money given by Mr. Zhuang into his bosom, called his friends to avoid it and discussed it, and ran away happily along the street after a while, still reciting Bai Shanzu's poems .

The three disciples who had never seen the world opened their mouths wide, watching all this in shock.

Mr. Zhuang smiled apologetically at Mr. Jiang when he saw it, and said, "The children have never seen the world, so Mr. Jiang laughed."

Mr. Jiang withdrew his gaze and said with a smile: "Youth is innocent, rare, rare."

He was about to leave when he remembered something, "Hey, haven't you been in Beijing for several months? Why don't they understand this now?"

Mr. Zhuang said with a smile: "I used to think that they are young and don't need to rush for such a thing, so I just keep them studying in the courtyard."

Mr. Jiang walked while talking to Bai Shan, "It's better to become famous as soon as possible. Don't feel embarrassed. Others want you at your age, but you don't have the talent yet. Since you have something that others don't have, then you have to get it." Make good use of it, otherwise wouldn't it be a waste of money?"

The servants of the Poetry Society took out Mo Ju, and Mr. Jiang was very happy to ask his servants to take it, and then took Mr. Zhuang to ride with him, leaving the three disciples of Bai Shan to climb up to his house with still dazed faces. carriage.

Not far from the carriage, one could vaguely hear someone reciting his poems in unison.

Man Bao and Bai Erlang looked at Bai Shan from left to right.

Bai Shan's face turned red, and he asked a little angrily, "What are you looking at me for?"

Man Bao feels that today he really has grown up in the world, "It turns out that being famous is so famous."

Bai Shan's face became less hot, and he thought about it, "No wonder scholars who enter Beijing spend so much money. My grandmother told me before I came here that if I don't have enough money, I can ask Liu Gui for it. So that's how money is spent. .”

Man Bao and Bai Erlang turned to look at him together.

Bai Shan regained consciousness and saw their gazes, and said: "Don't look, I haven't asked Liu Gui for money yet, and now I still use my own money."

Bai Erlang rolled his eyes and said: "Then tell me, if I ask my father for money for this reason, will my father give it to me?"

"I'll give you a stick?" Man Bao said, "How much money do you have with your father? Can't your father figure it out? Besides, your brother is still in the capital. Doesn't he know if you spent money or not?"

Bai Shan: "Besides, if you want to spend so much money, you have to make good poems first. When the time comes when my cousin asks you for poems, can you make them?"

"Squeezing and squeezing can still make it."

Man Bao said: "If it's not good, it's better to keep it at the bottom of the box, and it will be embarrassing to spread it out."

Bai Shan nodded.

Bai Erlang thought for a while, but he could only give up this great wish, leaning on the window and sighing: "I don't know when I will be able to spend a lot of money to make people read my poems like this in the streets and alleys. "

"You're still young, what's the rush?" Man Bao said: "When you get older, you will have enough knowledge, even if you don't have the talent in this area, as long as you put your heart into it, you can always write one or two decent poems. "

Bai Shan turned his head and asked Man Bao: "Do you want to become famous?"

Man Bao thought for a while and shook his head, "I don't want to be famous for my poetry, I want to be famous for my medicine."

She said with sparkling eyes: "I like to say that Zhou Man is a little miracle doctor in the future."

Bai Erlang turned his head, "Why not a great genius doctor?"

"You are so stupid, of course it is because she is still young, she can only be regarded as a little genius doctor." Bai Shan turned to Man Bao and said, "But I think it is more difficult for you than writing poetry."

Healing people is different from composing poetry. Composing poetry depends on talent. If you work hard, you may come up with a good poem. But curing diseases and saving lives requires not only enough knowledge, but also experience and opportunities. .

It's not that one can be famous as a famous doctor after curing one or two patients, let alone a miracle doctor?

Bai Shan looked Man Bao up and down and said, "You are still young, and you still have to wait."

Man Bao was full of confidence, "I have learned medical skills for many years, don't worry, as long as I have the opportunity, I will definitely be able to soar into the sky."

Returning to Changqing Lane, Mr. Jiang took a closer look at the location of their home, and after making a note, he decided to drop by from time to time.

He and Mr. Zhuang met by chance when they were shopping in a bookstore. It’s not like they hit it off right away. It’s just that they feel comfortable after getting along and can talk together. But Mr. Zhuang seemed to have some concerns before, and he was not very happy except for his name. Tell them where he lives.

So Mr. Jiang is still looking forward to being invited by Mr. Zhuang today.

As soon as he entered the gate, Mr. Jiang looked around, and Mr. Zhuang invited Mr. Jiang to enter the second courtyard.

Arriving at the second courtyard, Mr. Jiang was attracted by the potted plants placed in the corridor as soon as he entered.

This is newly bought by Manbao and the seller in the mall in the past two days. It is not for selling, but for viewing.

Everyone likes to see beautiful flowers. Man Bao didn't choose any unusual colors and varieties this time. She just thought about what kind of flowers she likes, what kind of flowers Mr. Bai Shanhe and the others like, So I bought it and put it on the porch.

So now the flowers in the corridor are very normal, even if the colors are colorful, they are bright when you look at them, and you can't help but feel happy.

Mr. Jiang couldn't help being happy when he saw it, but he was even more sure that Mr. Zhuang's taste seemed a bit vulgar. These flowers were mostly bright colors, mostly red and yellow.

Mr. Jiang looked at the pots one by one along the corridor, nodded and said, "Mr. Zhuang's yard is very elegantly arranged."

Mr. Zhuang glanced at the three disciples with a smile, and said with a smile: "These were arranged by the three children yesterday. They said it was going to be a holiday, so we should be more festive. Mr. Jiang, shall we sit in the study?"

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