Don't panic, the family boss is busy farming

Chapter 304 Qinyuan Spring Snow
The children in the kindergarten were all asleep, except for a nurse sister who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen, and a 12-year-old girl, Gongsun Yun.

Sima Yi thought he was still a scholar of etiquette, so he thought about it and let it go, he really didn't dare to rush in and grab the two women who hadn't left the cabinet to ask where they came from.

Coincidentally, seeing a large number of male and female students with short hair coming from the Xu family mansion, Sima Yi quickly stepped forward, grabbed the leader of them, and asked eagerly:
"May I ask who said that humility makes people progress, and pride makes people lag behind?"

Wen Changyao was about to take his juniors down to the field for a practical class, when such a person suddenly appeared and grabbed him, he was startled.

But soon he calmed down, and raised his eyes to look at the tall man in thin Confucian shirt who was completely different from Xujiazhuang people.

In his early twenties, with a beard, wearing a Confucian shirt and a scarf, he is a scholar.

But it's obviously not a student from Yan's Academy, he has seen all the students there, this person is very unfamiliar.

But if an outsider can get permission to hang out in Xu's Inner Fort, it is likely to be a distinguished guest brought back by the master's house.

Wanting to understand this, Wen Changyao suppressed the slight displeasure of being offended in his heart, gently waved away the other party's hand on his arm, bowed his hands, and then replied:
"This sentence is the content of the proverb chapter in the first class of Chinese, and it was taught by Mr. Guanglu Haiguang, Mr. Xuetang."

The brothers Cui Yuan and Guang Luhai never left after arriving at Xujiazhuang.

Now Guang Luhai is still single, and Cui Yuan has another child, who is also a member of the nap in the kindergarten.

Because he brought his wife and children to Yuyang, he lived in the newly built family courtyard in Xujiazhuang Waibao.

As the first batch of externally hired teachers in the Xu family school, the two brothers and sisters are the existence of the school's veteran level in the eyes of the Xu family students.

Among the two, Cui Yuan taught mathematics, Guang Luhai taught Chinese, and the two also participated in other subjects, but they were not as good at speaking as mathematics and Chinese.

Sima Yi got the clue, asked the direction of Ming Xuetang, and hurried over there.

It was already past one noon, and the students all went home or took a lunch break in the dormitory at noon, and there was no one in the classroom.

The door was ajar and it was not locked. Sima Yi thought that he could find no one like a headless chicken—the expanded Xujiawubao is really too big.

It's better to just wait in the teacher, and you can always see the teacher that the students are talking about.

Thinking in this way, Sima Yi pushed open the classroom door and walked in. Bright light came in through the transparent glass windows, and mottled light spots fell on the gray floor of the classroom, like a pond of crystal clear water.

The windows are bright, the tables and chairs are neat, and the lecture hall is slightly higher than the ground. There is a tall teaching platform, and there is a wooden board covered with black paint standing against the wall.

Sima Yi felt that the gray floor in the classroom was very familiar. It seemed to be the same as the road in the market, and the floor in the bathroom was also made of the same material.

Because not every place can use such a large piece of complete material, every place that has been used represents its unique status in Xujiazhuang.

It's just that the more Sima Yi looked at the material, the more he felt a slight sense of disobedience. He couldn't help but squatted down and touched the complete stone that only Xujiazhuang could use according to legend.

The seams are tight, smooth and bright, not like natural stone, but rather like a mixture of some special materials.

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for someone to use stone to make such a craft.

Sima Yi looked at the concrete floor and was lost in thought for a moment.

I don't know if it's time for class, the classroom door was pushed open, and several students walked in talking and laughing together, and they were surprised to see a strange man squatting on the ground touching the concrete floor.

"Who?" Several half-university students asked warily.

There were four of them, three men and one woman.

The girl's hair is a little longer than the boy's, and it just covers the face. Sima Yi remembers that this kind of hairstyle seems to be called a schoolgirl's head?

Seven out of ten women in Xujiazhuang have this hairstyle.

Women with long hair are rare in Xujiazhuang.

Sima Yi saw that he had frightened several students, stood up with a light smile, and said that he was looking for Guang Luhai.

The students saw that he didn't look like a bad guy, and they had great trust in the strength of the Xu Family Quying, so they guessed that this person must have been allowed by the master to appear in the inner castle.

So he eased his expression and said that the first class in the afternoon is Guang Luhai's Chinese, and the teacher will arrive in a while.

After speaking, the students surrounded Guang Luhai curiously, asked him why he came, and invited him to be an auditor at the back of the classroom.

The students treated outsiders with a cautious but open attitude, which made Sima Yi feel a strong academic atmosphere. He nodded unconsciously, followed a few students to sit in the empty seats at the back, and went to Xujiazhuang Intermediate Class 2 language class.

The class bell rang, and when Guang Luhai walked into the classroom, he immediately saw Sima Yi sitting in the corner of the classroom.

He smiled at him, put down the lesson plan, picked up a piece of chalk, and started class.

Sima Yi raised his eyebrows, looked at this young man who was about his age, and looked forward to it.

Guang Luhai wrote down the words "Qinyuanchun.xue" in chalk on the blackboard.

"Today we are going to learn about Qinyuanchun Snow. Please open the textbook to page 28 and recite it with me."

The students next to Sima Yi took out a thick Chinese book and turned to page 28. One of the students sitting next to Sima Yi pushed the book between them and gave Sima Yi a friendly smile, which meant that the two of them read the book together. Book.

Sima Yi originally wanted to return the gift to express his gratitude, but seeing the quiet and serious atmosphere in the classroom, he had no choice but to imitate the students' movements and nod and smile.

After doing this, he will have time to read the contents of the textbook.

The paper in Xujiazhuang may not cost money, the snow-white, thick and smooth paper is full of small fly characters, the handwriting is clear, even though it is small, it can be seen clearly.

Because it is the language of the intermediate class, only rare words will be marked with pinyin.

Sima Yi found that the small characters are very beautiful and the order is very neat - but it is read from left to right, which is the characteristic of Xujiazhuang's documents.

He couldn't help reaching out to touch the word, and it didn't fade at all.Curiously flipping through the paper at the back, there are not only words, but also illustrations.

Looking at another student next to him, the other student nodded to him friendly, and also flipped through his own book for him to read.

Sima Yi was startled. He had no doubt that the contents of the textbooks and notes of the forty students in the entire classroom were exactly the same.

Are the authors all the same?
As soon as he thought this way, Sima Yi denied this impossible answer in his heart.

These are forty books, and it seems that other students still have them in their hands. So many books are copied by the same person, I am afraid that they will copy to death!

(End of this chapter)