Mountain wild man Ziwang and his wife

Chapter 267
Yin Gui brought the old scholar to join the younger generation outside the town, and then they went back to Huaishu Village together.

After arriving in Huaishu Village, Yin Gui personally took the old scholar to the village to learn about resettlement, and the villagers learned about the old man's background from the mouths of the young people who followed him.

I heard that the food was robbed by the bandits, the whole family was killed except for the grandparent and grandson, and everyone had a chill down their spines.

God, fortunately, the head of Huaishu Village has two talents, otherwise they might end up like this.

Back then those gangsters were too scary.

The old scholar was very satisfied with the environment of the village school, and he was also very satisfied with the place where he lived. Although the place is small, it has all internal organs, and the new blue brick house is also very clean.

There is basic furniture in the room, although it is not exquisite, it is better than solid.

"I'll send you the quilt and food right away, and you can cultivate for a few days before teaching the children.

I'll ask Doctor Duan to help you feel the pulse later..." Yin Gui said to the old scholar Wei.

When the old scholar entered the village school, he saw someone studying something in a classroom. When he asked, he knew that there was still Dr. Duan's family living here, all old acquaintances in the town.

"It's time for me to visit him." The old scholar said.As a result, after he finished speaking, Doctor Duan and his old wife came over.

"The student has met Mr.." Ten-year-old Duan Xiaoshan respectfully saluted the old scholar Wei. Before coming to Huaishu Village, he studied in the old scholar's private school.

"Mr. Wei, why..." How did you become like this?He was so thin that he didn't even dare to recognize it.

"Hey...we were robbed by bandits, and we...we are the only ones left at home." Old Mr. Wei burst into tears again.

Dr. Duan's old wife, Gu Shi, looked at Wei Xiu's current appearance, and her eyes turned red all of a sudden: "Xiu'er." Poor child!
Mrs. Gu yelled, and Wei Xiu shrank behind Mr. Wei in fear.

"Sister Xiu'er." Eight-year-old Duan Xiaoling had played with Wei Xiu a lot before, seeing her like this, she walked over and wanted to hold her hand, but Wei Xiu hid herself, and Duan Xiaoling gave her a piece of caramel: " Sister Xiu'er, don't you remember me? I'm Xiaoling, Duan Xiaoling."

Only then did Wei Xiu raise his eyes to look at her. Although he didn't resist much, he still didn't make a sound, but looked up at the old scholar Wei.

Old Xiucai Wei rubbed her head affectionately: "You can eat what sister Xiaoling gives you, but you have to be polite!"

When Wei Xiu heard the words, she knelt down and blessed Xiaoling, which was considered a thank you.

Anyway, just don't speak.

Seeing her stuffing the donuts into her mouth, Duan Xiaoling smiled and asked her, "Is it sweet?"

Wei Xiu nodded.

"Let me take this child's pulse." Doctor Duan sighed, and Gu asked in distress, "Why did this child become like this?"

"It's all because of that incident. The child saw that miserable appearance when he went back... he didn't talk much after that." Old Wei Xiucai wiped away tears.

Doctor Duan and his wife sighed.

After Mr. Wei finished speaking, he took Wei Xiu's hand and walked into the house, and said to Wei Xiu while walking, "Grandpa Duan will help you feel the pulse in a while, don't be afraid."

Yin Tao saw this scene when she came with Yin Dajiang, who was delivering things. Youyu tugged on Yin Tao's sleeve, and whispered to her next to her: "Auntie, that little girl is so pitiful." He had heard of it. Well, the little girl's parents and grandma were hacked to death by bandits.

"Well, take her to play with you when you have time in the future." Yin Tao said casually.

Old Mr. Wei embraced Wei Xiu, took out her hand and took Dr. Duan's pulse. After taking the pulse, Mr. Duan said: "The body is a little weak, and there is still some coldness that has not been eliminated. I will prescribe two medicines for her first. I'm taking care of it, now that I'm here, there's no shortage of food to eat, and I'll keep it well."

After he finished prescribing the prescription, he helped old Mr. Wei feel his pulse: "I'll also prescribe you two medicines for conditioning and conditioning. The little girl is only your elder, and you have to take care of your own body!"

Mr. Wei nodded again and again: "How much does the medicine cost? Now I have nothing, and I will settle the bill with you when I get the monthly money."

"Don't worry, it's just a few dozen copper coins. I'll give it when you have money." Doctor Duan didn't say that he wouldn't take money. A scholar has the pride of a scholar. Although the old man is down and out now, he doesn't want others to underestimate him.

Doctor Duan was sent away at this end, and Dajiang handed over the things he carried to Mr. Wei.

"There are [-] catties of food in total. Can you put the bedding in the house?"

The old man nodded his thanks, and Yin Gui asked Yin Tao and Youyu to greet Mr. Wei. After the ceremony, Youyu took out the book he had copied and handed it to the old man under Yin Tao's eyes.

"Sir, this is the Baisanqianhe Analects I copied. Although the handwriting is not good-looking, there are no books in the village school. I can use these books after class."

Seeing that the books were only the size of a palm, the old gentleman was a little puzzled, but when he took the books and looked at them, he showed a shocked expression.

"You copied all this?" The handwriting in the first few books was indeed not very good, but the handwriting in the later books was better.

The point is, these words are very small!

It's really not easy for such a young child to be able to write such characters that are smaller than teeny script.

"Mr. Hui's words were copied by me, and my sister-in-law taught me!" Youyu replied.

Mr. Wei noticed Yin Tao right away, and he asked Yin Tao very seriously: "I wonder what kind of font Miss Yin taught my nephew? I have never seen this kind of font before."

It's right if you haven't seen it!

It's an imitation of Song Dynasty!
"It's not a famous font. I usually write it in my mind. It's just a trick on the pen. This one was made by my nephew. It's called a hard pen."

Arita asked her about this name, and she said it casually. Hard pens such as modern fountain pens are collectively called hard pens. Hard pen calligraphy can still be tested for grades in modern times!
She passed the exam!

After finishing speaking, Yin Tao handed a wooden box to the old man: "You come to teach, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are naturally provided by the village school, and this pen is provided by the village school for you."

Mr. Wei opened the wooden box and took out the pen from inside, with a brass tip and a wooden handle.

"I don't know how to use this pen?" the old man asked.

Yin Tao signaled Youyu to grind the ink, and she found a piece of paper and silently read the "Book of Songs" in front of the old man.

"Did you see clearly? Hold the pen like I do..." Yin Tao taught the old man to write. Wei Xiu, who was timid and hiding behind the old man, leaned out unknowingly and listened intently.

After Yin Tao finished teaching, the old man was eager to try, so Yin Tao asked him to write.

"...You can write well after you practice your handwriting. You are already a basic person, and you will quickly adapt to this kind of pen.

This kind of pen is better than soft pens in that the characters are smaller and can be used for a longer time. "

While talking, she used her powers to circle around the bodies of old scholar Wei and Wei Xiu. After all, she was the teacher of the village school, isn't she, when can she start class with such a sick appearance?

When the old gentleman started class, she was relieved! ! !
Don't stare at these brats studying!
(End of this chapter)