Tang Zheng quickly walked to the door, opened the door with a loud bang, and saw a little girl standing at the door, putting her two little hands beside her mouth to keep warm.

Because the weather was a little cold, the little girl kept stomping on the ground, and there was a small basket next to her feet, covered with a piece of shabby red cloth.

Tang Zheng was stunned for a moment and hesitated: "Are you Zhao Taotao from Zhaojiazhuang? I remember that I gave you a great name."

He had hundreds of disciples, including both male and female children, but Tang Zheng gave each of them a great name.

Zhao Taotao had a little impression of this, as if his father was attacked by wild animals in his early years and left Zhao Taotao's mother with her children begging everywhere to live.

When the little girl heard the master shouting her name, she immediately smiled happily and nodded happily, "I am Zhao Taotao, happy New Year, Mr. Tang."

As he said that, he bent down and bowed respectfully, and said solemnly: "At the end of the year, in the future, the young disciple received the order of his mother and came to greet the gentleman."

Tang Zheng hurriedly went to pull her, but the little girl insisted on paying a greeting, then picked up a small basket from the ground, Yanran smiled and said, "It's the New Year, there's nothing good at home. My mother took me to ask for some food from a hundred families, thinking of giving Mr. Tang some as a slap. The teacher worked hard for a year and taught his disciples hard..."

Speaking of this, he carefully uncovered the torn red cloth on the basket, and lowered his head shyly and said, "It's all leftovers, but my disciple's family is too poor. Please don't mind. In the future, I will give you real good things to honor you."

Tang Zheng suddenly felt a little sore in his nose.

He looked at the things in the small basket, which were clearly a piece of rough cake that had been bitten off by someone, two dried cold yellow steamed buns, two pickled lumps next to them, and a broken bottle seemed to contain some liquid.

This is a child’s gift for teachers, all of which were begging for food from a hundred schools of thought.

Zhao Taotao's little face suddenly became very serious. Taking advantage of the inattention of Tang Zheng, she knelt down respectfully. The little girl picked up the steamed bun with her left hand and raised the broken bottle with her right hand. Then she looked up her little head with great anticipation and said, "Mr. Tang, you take a bite and take a sip. The weather is a bit cold. After worshiping you, my disciple will go home. There are no quilts and mattresses at home. I want to help my mother warm the hay nest to sleep."

Tang Zheng's tears flowed down.

He was afraid of being seen by the child, so he quickly turned his head and wiped it secretly, then turned his head to pretend to smile, and reached out to take the steamed buns and broken bottles in the little girl's hand.

He took a bite of the steamed bun, opened the broken bottle and poured it into one bite.

Suddenly, I laughed to the sky with a crying voice, and finally couldn't help crying, shouting: "Okay, very good, this is the best wine I have ever drunk in my life, and it is also the first meal I have eaten in my life. Taotao, my teacher has not educated you for nothing, my teacher has not educated you for nothing, you are very sensible, you are really sensible..."

The little girl smiled sweetly, knelt on the ground and bowed again, saying goodbye, "Mr. Tang, my disciple is going to say goodbye. I will study with you for a year, and I will give me food and clothing to teach me how to be a human being. My disciple is still knowledgeable, but I know how to be grateful."

Suddenly, his little head raised proudly, and recited a poem in a crisp voice, saying: "The jade pot contains the heart of ice, and the red pen describes the soul of the teacher. It is as earnest as the father's words, and as earnest as a friend. It is light and lines of words, and it is thick ink for a lifetime. It is hard to thank this love, and I will thank you again for your success."

"good!"

Tang Zheng praised, pulled the little girl up, hugged her and said, "The ground is cold, don't kneel down, go to the house with your teacher to warm it up, I will send you home in person later."

Zhao Taotao shook her head, Yanran smiled and refused, "I won't bother Master anymore. The disciple is familiar with the way home, and my mother is still waiting at home. I have to go back quickly to make her feel at ease."

As he said that, he bowed to Tang Zheng again, turned around and trotted along the road.

The night was dark and the north wind was whistling. A figure suddenly flashed around Tang Zheng. The military advisor and others stood beside him at the same time. Ji Qianqian frowned and stared at the steamed buns in Tang Zheng's hand, and said unhappily: "This child is so poor, you are actually cruel to eat her food."

Tang Zheng wiped away his tears silently and said solemnly: "I have to eat."

Ji Qianqian said again: "It's dark and the road is slippery, you should send her off."

The tears that Tang Zheng had just wiped out came out again, gritted his teeth and looked up at the sky, and said solemnly again: "Everyone can give it to him, but I can't. She is here to thank her mentor, and I need to accept her thanks. If I go to give her, I will give her a discount. I can treat her well for 365 days a year, and I can treat her well for 364 days. Only on this day I have to enjoy her kindness to me. Only in this way will the child be happy..."

Ji Qianqian was speechless, suddenly jumped out and said, "Then I will help you follow her secretly, so as not to make any mistakes on the road."

This time, Tang Zheng did not speak, obviously acquiesced to Ji Qianqian's actions.

But at this moment, Ji Qianqian suddenly jumped back from the darkness, with a pretty face surprised and stared at Tang Zheng in a daze.

Tang Zheng's heart moved and he quickly looked into the darkness. Suddenly, he saw countless lights coming from the front, but he saw children coming in the cold night with torches.

There are hundreds of children, all of whom are the apprentices he has accepted this year.

There was no adult following these children. They all held torches alone, and suddenly they all fell to their knees in the snow. The howling north wind could not cover the children's New Year's greetings in unison.

"Mr. Tang, good New Year. We will keep in mind our teachings. We should have the perseverance to face difficulties, not fear, not fear. Although it is dark and slippery on this night, we will not allow our parents to accompany us to protect us. I would like to thank our master for his kindness. I will give you a gift on New Year's Eve..."

Tang Zheng clenched his fists with both hands and suddenly laughed at the sky.

Hundreds of children fell to the ground with darkness. Although the scene was not spectacular, it was extremely shocking. The third grandfather suddenly sighed in a low voice and said, "I was on the battlefield back then, and thousands of troops were unable to feel heartbroken. However, when the hundreds of dolls in front of me knelt down, I felt a sense of discomfort. Alas, I was old, and my heart became soft."

Ji Qianqian spoke up in sorrow, saying, "Hundreds of children, how can I escort this?"

Suddenly, a grown-up child came out and said respectfully to Tang Zheng: "Sir, don't worry about the disciples going home. We will keep your teachings in mind and support each other with each other. We will walk in a team later. Those who are close to home will go to see those who are far away, and those who are rich will visit those who are poor at home, such as Zhao Taotao's junior sister. We will go to her house tonight to wrap the corners, bring them on them, and bring them with them, and accompany the junior sister Taotao to celebrate the New Year, so that she can feel the warmth between her classmates."

"good!"
Chapter completed!