Chapter 10 In the Village

Gan Ping came out of the bathtub, changed into the small clothes that Ma Zhang had just changed, picked up the ring he put aside in the shower, and looked at it carefully. Maybe this ring is the key to his life? Thinking of this, he pulled out a few cotton threads from the corners of his clothes, rubbed them into a string, and carefully put the ring around his neck.

Poor he didn't know that the jade pendant given to him by his biological father had long been melted in the spiritual fire. This ring he cherished to the extreme was left by the mysterious son who hurt his father's ion. Things in the world are often so ridiculous.

He opened the door and came out of the inner room. He saw Mr. Zhang, who was reading behind the desk. Gan Ping gently walked over and bowed and said, "Thank you for taking in." Mr. Zhang was reading the book attentively. When he heard him thanking himself and looking up, he couldn't help admiring in his heart.

What a pink jade doll washed away the dust all over his body. Gan Ping is no longer the sloppy little beggar. His white face, his face is like crown jade, and he already looks a little handsome. Standing there, he is neither humble nor arrogant, just like a little adult, especially the firm look between his eyebrows. , let Mr. Zhang admire it. It seems that the little beggar he took in was not ordinary. He seemed to see the young man in front of the book a few years later.

Although Gan Ping is young, he has had a series of adventures in recent days. First, three kinds of spiritual things quench his body, and then he realized in the forest. He practiced the forging method to defeat the wild wolf. A series of things polished his piece of jade gradually exposed the edges and corners. The flawless temperament of the beautiful jade gradually spread out. Standing in front of the bookcase, the natural temperament came out. It is different from ordinary children.

Mr. Zhang looked at it for a long time and couldn't help shouting hello. The boy in front of him was smart. He must be a very intelligent person, and his temperament was also extraordinary. As the saying goes, he looks old at the age of three. Mr. Zhang believes that if Xiaoganping is determined to be generous after his own **. Although he appreciates it in his heart, he still says quietly, "Well, can you read?"

"I know some." Well, there are books in the corner. You can look for them by yourself. Don't bother me. You will have class with the children in the village tomorrow morning. Since you live in this Ma family, you have to study hard and live up to this good opportunity.

"Yes, Gan Ping will study hard." In front of me, you should be called a disciple and respect the teacher. Do you understand?

"Yes, I understand."

Mr. Zhang looked at Gan Ping in front of him and became more and more happy, but he didn't know what to say if he had never been married, so he had to say about this study. Seeing that Gan Ping was respectful and liked it more, he didn't know what to say anymore, so he had to wave his hand to let Gan Ping go.

Seeing this, Gan Ping walked alone to the bookshelf in the corner and looked at it carefully. If Ma Linger was beside her at this time, she would definitely pouted and secretly slander Mr. Zhang and her mother. The book in this corner is Mr. Zhang's heart. Usually, she can't touch it by herself, and other children can't touch it. Why is this little begling so kind to him?

Looking at Gan Ping, who pulled out a book from the corner of the wall and was reading it carefully, Mr. Zhang showed a gratified smile on the corners of his mouth. He was steady, smart and respectful. He was a good material for reading. It seemed that he had finally had a mantle. The small man in the corner was wearing a gray-white robe. Ma Zhang was a little anxious when he changed his reform. He made Gan Ping's clothes into the same robe as Mr. Zhang. At this time, he wore Gan Ping, with an indescribable bookish air. His long hair was rolled up, and a small wooden hairpin was inserted on it, standing in the light sun in front of the window. Under the light, it is like dust.

After a few glances at Gan Ping, Mr. Zhang came to his senses and continued to concentrate on reading the book. For a moment, there were two scholars in the room. Unfortunately, the calm atmosphere was soon broken by a noise. A small fiery red shadow rushed into the window, jumped to Gan Ping's shoulder, squeaking, and the noise of a group of children outside the door came in.

"The monkey went in. The monkey went in. Go and catch it."

"No, at this time, the husband's home can't break into..."

"Oh, go quickly••••"

The door was opened, and Mr. Zhang stood in the room with a pale face, looking at a group of children at the door. Ma Linger was in it.

"Come in, stand up." This group of children looked at me, and I looked at you. I walked helplessly into the room and stood in a row with their heads down. Mr. Zhang was obviously very angry and copied the ruler on the desk and scolded loudly, "Have you forgotten how I used to teach you? Huh? Linger, you say it."

The little girl pinched her foot and said coweringly, "Sir told us that scholars should be elegant, sit and lie down calmly, that is, they can't be noisy, like a monkey." Hearing this, the children behind her laughed, "Bang!" Mr. Zhang slapped the ruler heavily on the bookcase and scolded, "I'm still laughing. Let's see what you look like. Why are you so shameless?"

Mr. Zhang couldn't help but feel a little angry. In the past, these students were all obedient. Today, they seemed to roll out of the earth. Just now, he looked at the little Ganping floating out of the dust. Suddenly, these noisy mud monkeys came. Thinking that they were all his own disciples, he couldn't help but feel a little unhate.

Seeing that there was no sound from the student, Mr. Zhang picked up the ruler and said, "You are all people who read the sages. They are all like this. They are humiliating. Stand up, stretch out their hands, each of them takes the three measures, and then go back to wash them." After saying that, he walked to a child. The child honestly stretched out his hand, took the three rulers, and went home dejectedly to wash up.

After beating one by one, Ma Linger was left. When the little girl saw that everyone had got the three-belly rulers, the little girl had to step forward with timidly, stretched out her white and tender hand, and looked at Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang was about to get down. Seeing that the little girl was full of tears, she couldn't help sighing. Seeing that these students were almost separated, she Gently patted the white and tender palm. Then he turned his head and looked at the fire on Gan Ping's shoulder.

The culprit who made these children suffer a lot is still watching Mr. Zhang beat people with great interest. When he saw him staring at himself, he couldn't help squeaking and looking left and right. Finally, he saw Mr. Zhang still staring at himself, so he had to put out his hairy little claws dejectedly, acting at fate. Appearance.

Seeing that this small monkey the size of a slap is so humane, Mr. Zhang couldn't help laughing dumbly, but he immediately raised his face and said, "You monkey, if nothing happens, you will punish me for studying ink." Looking at the small fire, Mr. Zhang remembered a kind of monkey he heard. This kind of monkey is not as big as a palm. The big family of scholars often catches it and is domesticated to study ink, but that kind of monkey is dark all over and is called an ink monkey, which is very much in common with this red-haired monkey.

It's strange that this fire dominates the mountains and forests, and even the fierce black panther is tamed by him, but in front of this gentleman, just like the group of children just now, awe-inspiring and honest.

After Mr. Zhang sat on the desk, he waved to Huoer, and the monkey jumped over the desk and stared at Mr. Zhang. Seeing that it squatted there honestly, Mr. Zhang couldn't help smiling and pointed to the four treasures of the study on the case. Huoer first grabbed his scalp with some puzzlement, and then suddenly realized that he squeaked, jumped over, raised a brush, and danced the mad ape stick. The little monkey held a brush much higher than it, and it was quite methodical. It looked naive and cute. Ma Linger giggled when she saw this.

Looking at Mr. Zhang again, he was still pale. He looked at the little monkey in front of him with a calm face. He couldn't help picking up a brush and knocked it on its head. The fire, who was dancing the brush like crazy, looked at him in astonishment, as if he was puzzled why he was so angry. Mr. Zhang pulled out the brush from the monkey's claws, carefully put it on the pen holder, picked up the ink, slowly rubbed it on the inkstone, rubbed it a few times, put down the ink strip, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the fire. Huo's eyes were spinning, and I didn't know what to pay attention to.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhang took out a stack of peanuts from the case like a trick, picked up one, and shook it in front of the fire. The monkey quickly grabbed it, peeled off the shell a few times, and ate the peanut kernels. At this time, Ma Linger, who was standing below, had already found Gan Ping beside her and couldn't help saying strangely, "Who are you? Why haven't I seen you?"

Gan Ping blinked his eyes and said depressedly, "My name is Gan Ping." Little beggar?" Linger couldn't help turning around him, "It turns out that you look good when you wash it." With that, he stretched out his hand and touched Gan Ping's face. Gan Ping rolled his big white eyes, tilted his head, and dodged his white and tender hands. Seeing that Gan Ping didn't let him touch it, Ma Linger didn't care. She grabbed Gan Ping's hand and walked out. "Let me see you. It turns out that you are not dark, gurg."

Hearing this, Gan Ping sighed helplessly, but did not leave with the little girl. He just looked up at Mr. Zhang, who was working tirelessly. Mr. Zhang, who is sitting behind the bookcase, has long lost the fierce look just now. He is using peanuts to ** the fire in front of him. He feels Gan Ping's eyes, waved his hand and said, "Go ahead. I'm going to Linger's house for dinner later. You can go first."

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to a pair of young men and women who were pulling below, and then picked up a peanut and put it in front of the fire. It seems that this gentleman is not only tireless, but also has a passion for education** for aliens. Irre to Mr. Zhang, who turned into a strange uncle-like monkey in the room, Ma Linger excitedly pulled Gan Ping out of the door.