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Chapter 111 Disciples and Disciples

"Well..."

Both boys stared at her.

Lin Jingzhe felt that the first book his sister read after learning to read from him was actually a storybook from the bookstore.

In the past, my uncle also bought storybooks. My grandmother, who treated him as her lifeblood, would beat him with a broom and chase him from the front to the back of the house.

Talking books are a waste of time.

Xie Ci'an was surprised that Lin Xiaoman, just a farm girl, could understand the storybook.

He has three uncles and six brothers from his uncles' families. They secretly hid the storybooks and read them, but he discovered them.

He had read a few books that were similar to what Lin Xiaoman had described, but he was not interested in them. The only one he could read was the one about a young kung fu man traveling around with a sword.

Unfortunately, there are not many such stories, and he could not get enough of them.

"That day my brother was so careful in selecting the rough-edged paper. When I was strolling around the bookstore, I happened to see a few students from Mingyi Hall discussing storybooks." Lin Xiaoman explained with a smile.

"I'm scared to death, Xiaoman, please don't read the storybook randomly."

Xie Ci'an looked at Lin Xiaoman and asked, "Lin Xiaoman, can you read?"

Although it was a question, the tone was affirmative.

"Yes, I'm learning from my brother!" In order to avoid being exposed in front of her family, Lin Xiaoman always pestered Lin Jingzhe to teach her how to read after dinner.

Now, Lin Jingzhe knows as many words as her parents do.

Even Lin Dajiang and Guyu learned a lot from Lin Jingzhe's daily teaching of Xiaoman.

Lin Jingzhe scratched his head embarrassedly: "Ci'an, I...I..."

Ci'an won't be angry, right?

In fact, he had taken advantage.

Now the whole family is taking advantage of him.

You should know that it costs two or three taels of silver to repair a beam in a private school for one year.

"Reviewing the past helps you learn new things. If you can teach your family what you have learned, why not do it?" Xie Ci'an said with a smile, "I have seen many people who keep their knowledge in their heads and refuse to pass it on to others. They are really narrow-minded."

Seeing that he was not angry, Lin Jingzhe admired Xie Ci'an's character even more.

Most people are not as open-minded as him.

From now on, whenever he makes something delicious at home, he will definitely give it to the "little teacher" to try.

Xie Ci'an simply found a flat rock to sit on, "Lin Xiaoman, do you know all the words your brother knows?"

Without waiting for Lin Xiaoman to answer, Lin Jingzhe nodded first and said impatiently: "Ci'an, actually I think Xiaoman is smarter than me. I taught Xiaoman the characters you taught me that night, but I couldn't read some of the characters I knew the next day, but Xiaoman could read them word for word."

Lin Xiaoman was ashamed.

Her golden finger for traveling through books has been misunderstood.

She can read and she also knows some traditional Chinese characters.

Moreover, there is always a connection between simplified and traditional Chinese characters, so after Lin Jingzhe said it once, she could remember it.

As a result, when it came to her brother, she had a photographic memory.

It was a sin, a sin that even caused devastating damage to Lin Jingzhe’s “young” mind.

Xie Ci'an was suspicious.

In his opinion, Lin Jingzhe is already a person with talent for studying. Is Lin Xiaoman better than him?

He had also heard that Lin Xiaoman's brain wasn't working very well before he was twelve years old.

Lin Xiaoman couldn't stand Xie Ci'an's scrutiny and said uncomfortably: "Are you guys going to test me to see how many words I know? Are you too idle? If I don't find some wild vegetables, I won't be able to find anything tomorrow when I go up the mountain."

Xie Ci'an thought of the wild vegetables that were only left with roots and stems in several places, and gave up the idea of ​​asking further questions.

The three continued to climb the mountain.

Lin Xiaoman found a small piece of Polygonum multiflorum on the slope at the edge of a ditch, and the three of them started digging immediately.

Perhaps no one paid attention to the slope along the ditch, so after they dug up the Houttuynia cordata, they found a small patch of shepherd's purse nearby.

"Brother, this is shepherd's purse, it's the best for making dumpling fillings."

Lin Jingzhe thought of the dumplings with large fillings and thin skins made by Xiaoman, and immediately squatted down to pick shepherd's purse.

There were a lot of shepherd's purse in this field, and the three of them picked it all.

Nowadays, the weather is cold and wild vegetables will not wilt even if you keep them for two or three days.

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Lin Jingzhe always remembered that he had taken advantage of Xie Ci'an.

When he went to Xie's house the next day, he brought six homemade sausages. In addition to the sausages, Lin Xiaoman also gave him twenty dumplings stuffed with shepherd's purse and meat.

"The sausage is steamed and sliced ​​thinly, and it tastes delicious."

"And these dumplings were forced upon me by my sister. You are my teacher, and I am Xiaoman's teacher. Doesn't that mean Xiaoman is your disciple? So, she should show more respect to you."

Xie Ci'an was confused by Lin Jingzhe's words.

He is only thirteen years old, how come he already has disciples.

"Jingzhe, I only taught you to read. You taught your family how to read, and it has nothing to do with me."

Lin Jingzhe was anxious, "How can it be okay? It's all your credit. Don't you know that even my little sister Guyu now always says that people are good by nature."

"My third uncle is also a scholar. He can work as an accountant in the town. My father said that he would let me teach my younger brother Lidong to read in the future. If my younger brother has talent, he will be sent to a private school. If he doesn't have talent for reading, he won't be considered a blind man even if he doesn't go to a private school and recognize a few thousand words."

"Xiao Man said that there must be a cause for every effect. All of us, young and old, can read because of you and I studying. You see, this is the cause and effect relationship."

It was the first time that Xie Ci'an discovered that Lin Jingzhe's speech was actually very logical.

There must be a cause for every effect, which he called cause and effect.

"What you said is not what I taught you." Xie Ci'an sat down with a smile and opened the Thousand Character Classic that he was going to teach today.

"As for the sausages and dumplings you sent me, I accept them."

"It doesn't matter whether you appreciate it or not. That's what you should accept."

Xie Ci'an smiled and then devoted himself to teaching Lin Jingzhe to recite the Thousand Character Classic.

An hour passed quickly.

Lin Jingzhe was still reluctant to leave.

As for Xie Ci'an, he no longer hid the written notebook from Lin Jingzhe, but placed it openly on the desk.

Lin Jingzhe looked at a thick stack of rough paper, at least forty sheets.

I just wrote about ten pages a few days ago. How could I have written so many in just two days?

This reminded him of the bizarre story Xiaoman told him when they were staying up on New Year's Eve.

These two people who have nothing in common have one thing in common.

That is, he can tell stories fluently without blinking an eye.