Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Bai Shan looked at their husband distressedly, and asked in a low voice: "Do you hate your husband, sir?"

After a pause, Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "I was resentful when the incident happened, but Mr. Huang took good care of me. I didn't tell the matter after I received the reply from the school. I think, even if I didn't get admission I just went to take the exam myself. Unexpectedly, some bad rumors came out in the school, saying that I had received money from the Chen family to give up the place. This is obviously unfair to other students. Li decided to remove my nomination quota for the final exam."

The three disciples looked at their husband with distressed faces.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhuang smiled, and stretched out his hand to pat their little heads. It has been so many years, and besides the embarrassment of revealing his shortcomings in front of his disciples, his heart is very peaceful when he mentions these things again.

However, "I was still very young as a teacher back then, and my heart was full of arrogance. I felt that if I stayed in the government school, I might not be given a place in the next year's exam, so I left the school and returned to Luojiang County. I passed the exam held in Mianzhou, and won the quota for the next year's exam."

"I met Chen Fulin again here." Mr. Zhuang shook his head and said with a broken smile, "I had a normal relationship with him when we were in the government school. Although he was older than me, because of his rich background, I took care of some things. Two points, but I didn't expect..."

He didn't expect to be targeted like this.

This is the biggest stain in Mr. Zhuang's life, so Mr. Zhuang was silent for a while before he said: "In the capital, while I was waiting for the big exam, in order to make my name famous, I voted for two adults. My post was thrown back in three days, because the night before my post was submitted, Chen Fulin was drunk and wrote two poems while attending a small poetry meeting. Unfortunately, they were the two poems I submitted. "

Bai Shan and the three opened their mouths wide.

Mr. Zhuang said with a slight smile: "The circle of scholars is so big, even a little bit of big news can be spread, let alone such a big thing? Poor conduct! This was the impression most people had of me at that time, except for a few Except for my friends, no one believed me, even if I told about the school quota, everyone would only think that I was out of shame and slandered Chen Fulin."

"At that time, there were only three days before the big exam." Mr. Zhuang said: "Don't say three days, even if I was given three years, I couldn't wash off this stain on my body. So I left the capital as a teacher."

"Because this incident spread back to our hometown, our life in the county was not easy, so we sold our family's land as a teacher, and took our family to other places. Until we got older, your senior brother also got married and had children. , Our family has just returned to our hometown, and at this moment, few people still remember this incident, and those who remember it are not in the county town."

Bai Shan pursed his lips and asked, "Who stole Mr.'s poem?"

Only then did Mr. Zhuang show a look of regret in his eyes, he looked up out of the window, and said after a while: "A friend..."

Chen Fulin thinks they have a good relationship, but Mr. Zhuang really doesn't think they are familiar, so his quota was robbed and suppressed, but he only feels unfair and resentful. He only has that kind of betrayal when his poems are stolen anger.

That's why he was so sad.

Mr. Zhuang said softly: "I once regarded him as a confidant, and traveled with him for half a year. He was also impoverished and full of ambition. Who knows..."

Man Bao asked, "What's his name, where is he now?"

Mr. Zhuang knew what she wanted to do. He glanced at her and shook his head, "I don't know. I haven't seen him since then, and I never asked about him. Naturally, I don't know where he is."

Bai Erlang asked: "Sir, do you want to find him out to testify for you?"

Mr. Zhuang said with a smile: "It's been so many years, why bother?"

Bai Shan: "But sir, isn't he worried that he will bring up this matter again and hinder us?"

Mr. Zhuang said with a slight smile: "I'm just telling you guys to be on guard. I'm old and I don't care about the reputation. But you, I'm afraid it will be influenced by me."

He paused and said: "Well, how about I go talk to him tomorrow, don't mention the past, and let everyone live in peace?"

"No way," Bai Shan said, "Sir, can you believe what a person like that says?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "No."

"Then what's the point of asking him?"

Mr. Zhuang said indifferently: "Let's try it, what if he agrees? When you get older, maybe you won't be so competitive."

Three disciples: ...

Man Bao said: "I don't think it's possible. You see, he is still struggling in the household department at a very old age. He is just a fifth-rank official. If I only become a fifth-rank official at his age, I will resign early. The official went back to his hometown to play."

Mr. Zhuang, who is only one year younger than Chen Fulin: "...are we very old?"

"Sir, I'm not talking about you, but about him," Man Bao said with a serious face, "He is old and old at heart, so he is old from the inside out, but you are different, your heart is young Yes, so I look young physically, and I don’t look old at all.”

Mr. Zhuang stroked his beard and smiled in satisfaction.

Bai Shan and Bai Erlang looked at Man Bao with wide eyes.

Man Bao raised his eyebrows at them proudly.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhuang shook his head and smiled, waved his hand and said: "Okay, I've finished listening to the story, you just need to pay more attention to it in the future, you'd better do your own thing, let me do it for the teacher."

"gentlemen……"

Mr. Zhuang waved his hand.

The three of them could only go out.

Bai Shandao: "How can there be someone in this world who doesn't cherish his own reputation? Mr. said he just came out to comfort us. If it is said outside that he has plagiarized his classmates' poems, he will still feel very sad."

Man Bao and Bai Erlang nodded fiercely, and said distressedly: "But what should we do? Chen Fulin will definitely not admit it. Judging by his appearance today, he might still want to drive Mr. away."

Bai Shan rubbed his chin and said, "If I were him, I would feel panic knowing that my husband and I live in the same city, but I can feel at ease when I see him, and I will feel disgusted when I see him.

Man Bao and Bai Erlang turned their heads to look at him together, and said with a "wow", "Shouldn't you take the initiative to walk around Mr. Guilty?"

"That's the idea of ​​a man with a conscience, and he obviously isn't."

"Then why can you think of his thoughts?" Man Bao looked at him suspiciously, then looked at his left chest and said, "Try to see if your conscience is still there."

Bai Shan: ...

Bai Erlang looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, shouting: "It must be gone!"

Bai Shan flew out with a kick, he had expected it, and jumped away.

Bai Shandao: "Do you still want to discuss it?"

I'm going to take the train home tomorrow, so I need to save tomorrow's manuscript, see you tomorrow