Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　Walking in the fields, Fang Xing breathed the air of early autumn, feeling that even his soul was fluttering.

　　 After harvesting, there were more weeds in the field, and several older children were catching grasshoppers in the field. The grasshoppers you caught use dog's tail grass to pierce the back of the grasshopper's neck, a long string, which can be taken home to feed the chickens.

　　 A passing peasant woman saw this scene and smiled: "You are careful to anger the locust god, next year we will be unlucky!"

　　 After seeing Fang wake up, the peasant woman hurriedly covered her mouth, and Grid smiled and went home.

　　Fang Xing least likes to associate natural disasters with gods. Everyone in Fangjiazhuang knows this.

　　 The older children were not afraid to see Fang Xing, but today Fang Xing did not bring any sugar, so he just finished with a smile.

　　 The lady was too crazy to play with Wanwan yesterday. She had a fever in the morning, so Fang awoke and drove Xin Laoqi back.

　　 Walking alone on the land of the Ming Dynasty, Fang Xing felt a little lonely. He thought of Chen Xiao who was far away in Beiping.

　　 "That guy should be trying to hook up sister paper!"

　　 When he walked to the side of the canal that was separated from the Li family, Fang Xing saw Li Mao dressed in white, accompanied by two maids.

　　The white clothes fluttering and the fragrance of bare hands is one of the realms that scholars dream of.

　　Your father is dead?

　　 Fang Xing's unscrupulous belly smeared Li Mao's white clothes, and then turned back.

　　 "Deserve it!"

　　 Li Mao closed the book in his hand and gloated at Fang Xing's back.

　　 "When your book is spread out, then the things that His Royal Highness learned will be exposed to the eyes of the world, then I will see what you do!"

　　 Fang Xing didn't hear this, otherwise he would definitely jump over and argue with that guy.

　　 "Old man?"

　　 just turned around, Fang Xing saw the old man he thought he was looking for a teacher for his children.

　　 Is this the second visit?

　　 As the saying goes, the more you pay attention to it, the more promising you are. Fang Xing thought that this time he might get both money, so he put a ‘sincere’ smile on his face.

　　 The old man held his hands behind his back, and a ‘smile’ was squeezed out of his stern face.

　　 "Mr. Fang is indulging in the wild, why not serve the country?"

Fang Xing was able to deal with this topic adeptly, and replied without even thinking: "Students are stupid and naive. If they enter officialdom, they will inevitably offend Shangguan and anger their colleagues. So he still works in the field and teaches a few students in his spare time. More suitable."

　　 The old man nodded nonchalantly, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

　　 The two big guys didn't show up last time, which made Fang Xing feel a little strange.

　　 "Hey! Fang Xing, I heard that your textbooks are missing. People say that you can be a shopkeeper after learning. What a pity!"

　　 Fang Xing was considering how to induce the customer to speak actively, and immediately became guilty when he heard the words. He turned his head and pointed at Li Mao, who had jumped into the channel here, with a middle finger, and said with his lips: "What a pity your sister!"

When Li Mao saw Fang Xing’s fingers and lips squirming, he knew it was not a good thing. He laughed and shouted, "That old man, don’t be fooled. I’m a new recruit. If you want to study, please come. I am Lijiazhuang."

　　 Fang Xing couldn't bear it anymore, he rolled up his sleeves, and planned to throw away this client and beat up that bitch.

　　 "He is Juren?"

　　 The old man turned around and looked at Li Mao, who was dressed in white and surrounded by red and green, asked.

　　 Fang Xing put down his sleeves, pretending to be indifferent: "Yes, but he is more than 20 years old."

　　 In this age comparison, Fang Xing became a genius, while Li Mao was nothing but mediocrity.

　　 The old man shook his head, wondering if the other party's waking answer was dissatisfied.

　　 Fang Xing gave Li Mao a murderous look, thinking of letting Xin Laoqi touch it at night and throw a cauliflower snake on the bed.

　　 The old man's stride was so great that Fang Xing hurried to catch up. He decided to make one last trial, but it was not enough.

　　 "The old man is looking for a teacher for his children and grandchildren?"

　　 The old man hummed, and Fang Xing's eyes lit up, "Hehe! It depends on the future you choose for your children and grandchildren, whether you are in politics? Or in business or in academic studies."

　　The old man caressed his beard and asked, "Can you choose which one to teach?"

　　 There is a door!

　　 Fang Xing secretly said with joy: "If I want to be in politics, then I can only teach some Confucianism, forget about Confucianism."

　　 The old man's hand shook, and there was no answer.

　　 "If he wants to be in business, then I will teach him the market, so that he can cross the business sea."

　　 "The last is scholarship. I am a miscellaneous study here. After I have learned it thoroughly, I dare not explain my insights, but I can also get a glimpse of the many mysteries in the world."

　　The old man's eyes were a little surprised, and then turned around and stood still, staring at Fang Xing and asked: "But my family is poor, and it is difficult to repair. Is Mr. Fang willing?"

　　 At this moment, Fang Xing hated his reaction for half a beat. He hurriedly took away the disappointment on his face, and said awe-inspiringly: "If you really have the heart to learn, I should have no class."

　　 was talking, as if to confirm Fang Xing's words, a row of dealers' children carrying schoolbags went to the main house, singing all the way.

　　 "I went to school, the flower smiled at me, and the little bird said, early, early, why did you carry a small schoolbag on your back..."

　　'S immature voice interprets this childlike song, which makes people feel bewildered.

　　 The old man looked at these little dolls and sighed, probably feeling the passage of time on his body.

　　 Fang Xing felt the strength of the old man's coming back, and heard him say: "When I go back to discuss it~www.NovelMTL.com~ whatever you want!

　　 After Fang Xing figured it out, he freely said that he would invite the old man to drink next time.

　　 "I heard that you have a good wine, you can try it next time."

　　 "Old man, should I send a car to take you home?"

　　 Fang Xing felt that this old man must be a lonely guy, and that his children and grandchildren could let him go out alone, which shows the extreme filial piety.

　　 The old man shook his head, pointed at Zhuangwai and said, "My guard is outside Zhuang."

　　 Fang Xing thought he didn't want to let himself see the pitiful side, so he held his arm without saying anything.

　　 The old man's body shook, but he didn't refuse, so he listened to Fang Xing's nagging.

　　 "Old man, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, you! Eat when you eat, and play when you want to play. Don't think about making cows and horses for your children and grandchildren, and let them go on their own."

　　 "Also, did you use the prescription for you last time? If you can't find a snake, then I will just make a good medicine bar for you."

　　 Fang Xing had seen those lonely old people in his previous life. His lifeless eyes looked like old sheep abandoned in the mountains, and he had no concern for the world.

　　 "Fine, you go back."

　　 The old man pointed outside and said, "My people are there."

　　 Fang Xing saw that the two big guys were not far away last time, and then he said, "Old man, go slowly."

　　 When he got home, Fang Xing told Zhang Shuhui about the old man, and sighed: "The old man looks at the lonely man, his descendants are not filial!"

　　 Zhang Shuhui thought of her own children leisurely, and said: "The children and grandchildren are busy. This is a sign of the prosperity of the family. You can't keep them at home."

　　 cruel pussy!

　　 Fang Xing feels that he and Zhang Shuhui will definitely have conflicts about educating children in the future.