Two days later, Wu Zhi couldn't hold on any longer. At Feng Niang's urging, he had to pick up his small bookcase and go to the private school at the west end of the village to go to school.
Wu Zhi walked slowly to the door of the private school. What greeted Wu Zhi was a standing door wall one foot high. The mottled wooden door opened to the back. The door wall was surrounded by a short earth wall with sparse walls.
There are some sparsely planted flowers, plants and trees. Entering the courtyard surrounded by earthen walls, an old locust tree stands tall with lush branches and vines in the middle. The eyes are full of green and the coolness is also familiar. In the private school, there are only
There are three rows of houses with bamboo walls and tile roofs. The big house in the front row is the school hall, which is divided into two rooms. The big room is where students study in class, and the small room is where teachers rest and pause. There is also a row of houses on the left and right sides.
It is divided into small rooms of different sizes. On the left is the husband's house, and on the right are the kitchen, toilet, utility room, etc., forming a courtyard-like structure and well-located.
"Isn't it easy to learn and practice from time to time? Isn't it wonderful to have friends come from far away?..." The sound of reading at different levels is drifting from the school. The old teacher Wu Zhen should be teaching "The Analects of Confucius Twelve"
Chapter", other students have already arrived.
As soon as Wu Zhi stepped into the school gate, Wu Zhen, an old man with a beard and gray hair, spotted him. He was a little surprised and paused. Other students also noticed him coming in, as if they were being strangled.
Suddenly, the sound of reading stopped, and they all turned to look at him, with surprise and admiration in their eyes.
The old Mr. Wu Zhen is a foreigner. His family moved to Wujiana Village more than ten years ago, and he has been working as a teacher in a private school in Wujiana Village, so his surname is not Wu.
He bowed to Wu Zhen and said hello. With Wu Zhen's smile and nod, he returned to his original seat and sat down. Then he said hello to the classmates nearby. All the classmates who were greeted by him were inexplicably excited.
Be happy and smile.
A seventeen-year-old scholar! Who wouldn’t envy him?
The old gentleman saw that he could no longer teach, so he knocked on the table with a ruler: "Everyone, take a break and start class later!" After that, Wu Zhen motioned for everyone to move freely, then walked to Wu Zhi,
He said to him: "Come with me, I have something to tell you."
After saying that, Wu Zhen turned around and left. Wu Zhi quickly stood up and followed him out under the gaze of everyone.
After turning around the school and walking into the teacher's rest room nearby, Wu Zhen picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, put it down, then sat down on the chair next to her, glanced at Wu Zhi, and then motioned for him to take a seat next.
Wu Zhi bowed, sat down respectfully on the stool at the bottom, looked at him, and waited for him to speak.
"Dalang, what are your plans for the future?" Wu Zhen asked after seeing him sit down, his attitude relaxed, without the usual coldness and severity. He couldn't figure out his attitude. Although Wu Zhi is just now
He is seventeen years old, but he is a scholar after all, and he is on an equal footing with him. They still respect him as always, so how can he dare to change his attitude?
"Teacher!" Seeing him asking, Wu Zhi had to stand up and bow his hands in response. He still respected this old gentleman. After a pause, he said thoughtfully: "I plan to take the big exam next year. I don't know what you think.
how?"
"Next year?" Wu Zhen took a breath after hearing this, her eyelids twitched, she hesitated for a moment, and then asked suspiciously: "Are you sure you will take the exam next year? Isn't it too early?"
"Good guy! Want to take the big exam at the age of seventeen? He didn't get admitted until he was a scholar in his twenties, and it took a few years before he had the courage to take the big exam! Where did this kid get the confidence and courage?" Wu Zhen
Thinking to himself, he looked at Wu Zhi in a daze.
Wu Zhi smiled. This old man regarded himself as the taciturn and lack of self-confidence of Wu Zhi before! No wonder he had such a surprised reaction. He was also inexplicably surprised by himself. He looked at Wu Zhen
, nodded to confirm.
"Young people are terrible!" The old man stroked his beard frequently, shook his head and sighed. The more he looked at Wu Zhi, the more he couldn't see through it. Now, he doesn't know how to teach Wu Zhi, and he can't treat him as a primary school student.
Thinking about it gives me a headache. But I am also really happy for him. After all, Wu Zhi is also his student, so proud of him!
During this day in school, Wu Zhi was surrounded by the complicated and unspeakable looks of his classmates. Everyone was complimenting him, which made him feel uncomfortable all day long, let alone how to study. "This won't work.
!" A bitter smile appeared in his heart.
After thinking about it seriously, he asked Wu Zhen to go home and study by himself. The old man pondered for a moment and had no choice but to agree to his request. He couldn't teach him anyway. Finally, he agreed to go back to the Wu family with him to convince Wu Xiu.
, and suggested that Wu Zhi should just study at home.
Together they returned to Wu's house. When Wu Xiu saw the old gentleman Wu Zhen, he even came forward to plead for mercy, so he had to agree to him and agree to Wu Zhi's self-study at home. Before leaving, Feng Niang prepared some dried meat for the old gentleman, and Wu Zhen couldn't shirk it.
He said some heartfelt words of encouragement to Wu Zhi, then happily carried the dried meat out and returned to the private school.
After bidding farewell to the old man, Wu Zhi breathed a sigh of relief. He no longer had to worry about whether to go to a private school. Just kidding, the knowledge in his head was many times more than that of people today, so he still had no need to go to school.
Go to school and suffer that?
The past few days have been calm, Wu Zhi is content with the situation, and is getting along. He has changed from his previous gloomy and taciturn nature, and he gets along very happily with Xiao'e after studying, chatting and laughing. Wu Xiu and Feng Niang are also happy to see his change.
, overjoyed.
At noon that day, Wu Zhi was lying on the desk and taking a nap in the small study. He was suddenly awakened by the sound of hurried footsteps. He looked up and saw Xiao'e running in in a hurry. As he ran, he said: "Brother Dalang, Sister Lian is here."
Come! Sister Lian is here!"
"Sister Lian? Which sister Lian?" He stretched his eyes sleepily and asked doubtfully.
"That's Sister Lian!" Xiao'e couldn't explain clearly and hurriedly grabbed his arm and walked out: "She is waiting for you in the hall!"
Along the way, Wu Zhi was confused and could only follow Xiao'e to the living room obediently.
The living room is not very big. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a beautiful girl sitting on a chair on the left side of the door. She was gently sipping tea and talking to Feng Niang sitting on the right side.
Huan. Behind her stood a muscular servant, standing quietly, and you couldn't tell what his expression was. There was also a little maid standing beside her, wearing a green shirt, she was pretty, judging by her grade and age.
She was about the size of Xiao'e, with her hands clasped in front of her face and her eyes narrowed as she watched him come in.
As soon as the beautiful girl saw him entering the door, she stood up hurriedly, gave a blessing and said: "Hello, brother Dalang!"
Her voice was clear and round, like a lark in an empty valley, very pleasant. After saying greeting, she looked at Wu Zhi quietly with a slight smile.
I saw her, about fifteen or sixteen years old, tall, a full head taller than Xiao'e, about 1.6 meters tall by visual inspection, wearing a light gauze green skirt, her hair was combed up, and she had a
Silver hairpin, graceful and graceful, with a slightly arched chest, a waist that can be grasped, an oval face with eyebrows, fair skin, tender and soft skin, and pretty eyes with spring blossoms like hibiscus, she is as beautiful as an orchid in an empty valley.
woman!
Wu Zhi was shocked for a moment by the beauty of the girl in front of him. He was stunned for a moment and couldn't remember who she was. He bowed and asked uncertainly: "Who are you?..."
"Ah? I'm Jin Lian! What's wrong with Brother Dalang?..." The girl exclaimed, looking at Wu Zhi with surprise and confusion. She was surprised that Wu Zhi didn't recognize her, and was also surprised that Wu Zhi spoke.
The sound was a bit strange. Feng Niang and Xiao'e also looked at him in surprise. The whole hall was so quiet that they could hear the falling leaves.
"Oh, it's like this..." Feng Niang reacted quickly and quickly took the girl's hand and explained to her that Wu Zhi had injured his head due to a fall some time ago and had some amnesia. The girl heard that Feng Niang
After this explanation, I was relieved. Although I felt strange, I didn't think much about it. Then my worries disappeared and I smiled like a flower again.
She gave Wu Zhi another blessing: "Brother Dalang, my surname is Pan and my first name is Jinlian. Brother Dalang, please remember this!" After saying that, she smiled, as if she had remembered something.
He blushed and quickly lowered his head.
The young servant next to him wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. He had a sullen face. The little maid chuckled softly. She felt something was wrong and quickly covered her mouth with her right hand to hold back her laughter. The girl's face turned redder and she glared fiercely.
He glanced at the little maid, but did not blame her.
"Jinlian! You are Pan Jinlian! Oh my God!" Wu Zhi exclaimed as if he was struck by lightning when he heard the girl's introduction. He looked at her in disbelief and stood stunned on the spot. His heart was already numb and numb.
"You kid! Look how scared Jin Lian is!" Feng Niang said angrily when she saw him making such a fuss. Then she asked the girl to sit down and talk. The girl hesitated for a moment, but still sat down, her pretty eyes were affectionate, and she was quiet.
He stared at him without saying a word.
"It's Pan Jinlian!..." Wu Zhi was still in shock and muttered to himself. Xiao'e Shiran came over, pulled his robe, and looked at him a little worriedly.
He woke up, hurriedly stroked her head, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, straightened his mind, and pretended to be calm and said to the girl: "It's Sister Jinlian, look at my memory! I'm rude! I'm rude!"
After saying that, he took Xiao'e's hand, walked to the side, sat down, and talked to Jin Lian. Only then did he realize that Jin Lian had come specifically to see him and Uncle Wu's family.
After coming back to his senses, he ignored his headache. While talking to them, he forcibly recalled Wu Zhi's previous experiences and cognitions. Only then did the bits and pieces of memories and experiences slowly and clearly return to his mind.
Finally, I vaguely understood what was going on.
The girl in front of her is Pan Jinlian. She is fifteen years old this year and has just reached the age of hair. She is the granddaughter of Pan Dayuan's family in Huanghuangzhuang, Qinghe County, Enzhou. She is a well-known and intelligent and beautiful lady. Her father Pan is a civil official.
He was the prefect of Zhizhou and opened a dye shop in his hometown. Huangjinzhuang is not far from Wu's village, just a few miles and half an hour's walk away. Wu Zhi's father Wu Zhi and Pan Weimin were classmates when they were young. They went to Beijing to take the exam together.
They often talk about poetry and Taoism together, and the two families often move around each other and are relatively familiar with each other. For this reason, Wu Zhi and Jin Lian have known each other since they were young. They are childhood sweethearts. When something happened to the Wu family, the Pan family also extended a helping hand, and from time to time
Help them.
Obviously, this golden lotus is not that golden lotus!
Recently I heard that Wu Zhi has been admitted as a scholar. Jin Lian came here specifically to see him today to see if they needed anything else and help them if they could. Who knew that he was injured and broke his head? He seemed to have lost his memory.
And the reaction was so great.
"Pan Jinlian, my future wife! This is incredible, isn't it? Are you kidding me? Is God's joke too big?" Wu Zhi's heart was still beating wildly, and his thoughts were racing.
Qian, but on the surface he still tried to remain calm, talking about the past and the present with Jin Lian every word, acting polite and smiling.
"Brother Dalang, are you healed? Are you okay now?" Jin Lian asked with concern after hearing that he had been injured by a fall a few days ago.
"The injury is healed now and everything is fine. Sister Jinlian, please don't worry!" Wu Zhi pointed to his head, smiled, and said to her firmly.
Seeing that he was so sure, Jin Lian took a look at his body and saw no injuries, so she breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.
During the chat, Feng Niang went to the kitchen and brought some snacks for them to eat. Seeing this, the servant took the snack Feng Niang insisted on handing him and went out to the courtyard to wait. The little maid stayed there.
They moved, took the snacks, and stood quietly aside. So, they tasted the snacks and talked at the same time, and they were quite happy.
After all, Jin Lian is a daughter of a wealthy family. She is a bit reserved. She has just reached hair extensions and already has the thoughts of a young girl. Facing Wu Zhi, she looks more and talks less. Most of the time she is talking to Feng Niang and Xiao'e, and when she laughs
He likes to smile with his lips pursed and is very dignified.
When Wu Zhi saw her smiling softly and smiling sweetly, he couldn't help but feel moved: "She is so beautiful when she is only fifteen years old. When she grows up, won't she be so charming?! This golden lotus
, he is determined to be married in this life!"
The sun was setting, and after staying for a few hours, Jin Lian reluctantly said goodbye and went home. Wu Zhi and Xiao'e saw them out of the bamboo gate of the courtyard, said goodbye, and watched them get on the bullock cart and slowly disappeared.
After standing there for a long time, he took Xiao'e's hand and quietly returned home.
Xiao'e saw that he seemed to have something on his mind and did not dare to disturb him. She let him hold his hand and followed him back silently.
After returning home, Wu Zhi told Xiao'e to go play by herself, then locked herself in the small study, sitting on a chair in a daze quietly.
Jin Lian's visit was like a bolt of lightning, which had completely disrupted his mind and left him at a loss as to what to do. He only felt that it was ridiculous and a little restless. He needed to calm down and think about it.