dhibooks Chapter 16 No matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education
Chapter 16 No matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education
"Brother Ran, you're leaving the bamboo forest. The master ordered me to take you here." Ling Qi unloaded the burden from his shoulders and handed it to Ran Xiaole respectfully, "Here are some coils and dry food for you to use on the road."
"En." Ran Xiaole took the burden and looked ahead in confusion.Outside the bamboo forest is a country dirt road, the side of the road is covered with uneven weeds, the air is filled with thick fog, and there is a strange desolation everywhere.
"Pavilion Master Fang said that this is the only way to go to Canglang'ao, right?"
"Yes."
"Just this narrow path all the way to the dark?"
"No, the village is ahead."
Ran Xiaole sneered, "There are still living people who dare to live near your Tianxiang Pavilion?"
Ling Qi's expression froze, and there was a hint of restrained anger in his tone, "Pavilion Master, you never bother the people."
"I see." Ran Xiaole smiled nonchalantly, "How do I get out of the village?"
"Brother Ran, just go. If you leave this road, no matter where you go, it will always lead to the same destination."
"No way. You asked me to go to Inner Mongolia, but I wanted to go to Hainan. Can I go to the same destination?"
Ling Qi frowned suspiciously, "It's probably possible, you just have to leave."
"Walk away?"
"Yes."
"Okay." Ran Xiaole nodded, shaking the little hand in his palm, "Xiao An, do you have anything else to say to brother Ling Qi?"
Xiao An hugged her brother's arm and shook her head, Ran Xiaole stroked his hair, and bowed to Ling Qi, "Ling Qi, thank you for taking care of me over the past four years, please speak to Fang Jin for me."
"Brother Ran, please speak."
Ran Xiaole smiled lightly, "Let's just say...the sea of suffering has no limit, don't be greedy for the passing water, and resign yourself to it."
Ling Qi raised his head and stared at Ran Xiaole for a while, then nodded and said, "Ling Qi knows."
"Forget it, I'm sorry he won't listen, so let's leave it alone."
"Okay, brother Ran, have a good journey."
"Lend your auspicious words."
Ling Qi finally bowed his hands to him, turned around and disappeared into the depths of the bamboo forest, and he couldn't even find his back.Ran Xiaole took Xiao An's shoulders, "Xiao An, let's go."
"Yeah!" Ran Xiaoan smirked carelessly, and hopped around his brother's waist twice, "Brother, why don't you carry me on your back."
Ran Xiaole slapped him hard on the forehead, "Don't be two hundred and five, you've grown your head in the past four years, look how much taller you are than me? I can't beat you!"
Xiao An pouted, and muttered angrily: "You...you haven't hugged me for four years...Fang Jin took you to drink last night, and you didn't accompany me...Do you...do you...don't like me It's..."
The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and the more wronged he became, his pretty face was about to burst into tears. Ran Xiaole felt his heart scratching, guilty and distressed, and quickly hugged the child's head and rubbed it, while walking along He comforted his back: "It's brother's fault, don't be sad... baby, brother is wrong, don't cry, don't cry..."
Ran Xiaoan wiped his tears, and asked sobbingly: "Then you...you...why didn't you sleep with me last night?"
Ran Xiaole sighed, knelt down and pulled the hem of his clothes for him, and patiently explained: "Fang Jin wants to drink with me, I didn't want to go, but I don't know when we will meet again, and I hope that I can get a drink from him." After inquiring about some news on the road or the method of detoxification, I went to the appointment..."
"Then what did you find out?"
"No. There's a lock on that bastard's mouth, and it can't be picked."
"Hmph, why don't you stay with me!"
"That's right! Brother regrets to death, how can he be as cute as my precious brother!" Ran Xiaole nodded Xiao An's nose, and kissed him flatteringly, "Brother apologizes to you, don't be angry, okay?"
Xiao An touched her little face and smiled, "Then will you carry me?"
Ran Xiaole had no choice but to hold his butt and hugged him up, "Can I hold you?"
Xiao An laughed, hooked his brother's neck and leaned on his shoulder, "Success."
"Shen died!" Ran Xiaole smiled and padded her arms, "Let's go, little ancestor."
"Ok!"
Ran Xiaole won't tell Xiao An how much anxiety she has in her heart when she steps out of the bamboo forest.Fang Jin told him last night that Ran Xiaoan has the hardships he has to go through and the responsibilities he has to bear. For the growth of this child, everyone can sacrifice, including the child himself.
When he first came to this world, the gods gave him a severe warning. Tianxiang Pavilion allowed him to escape from the world for a short time in this sinister and strange time and space, but it was only four years before he was expelled into a strange world swirl.He didn't know where he was going, but he knew that this was a helpless trap, and he had no way to escape except to get into the lock that strangled his fate's throat.
Ran Xiaole's life was not going well with the wind or the water, nodding his head and bowing his knees, a useless person, but he wanted to taste the feeling of holding his chest up and holding his head up in this different world. Now he has tasted it, and his back hurts.
It's hard to be a hero, isn't it hard to live?It's crazy, looking for guilt for no reason.
But he is crazy.
Ever since he picked up a cheap younger brother, he has been crazy.
The humble and insignificant people can become great, the unscrupulous people can become heroes, delicate flowers can bloom in the dark, and the sun can kill a lively grasshopper.
The world is inherently contradictory, depending on mood, measure, and trade-offs.
The current Ran Xiaole, 24 years old, is blind, has no branches to rely on, and carries an oil bottle, hesitant and at a loss, but only a little bit more reluctant.
Enough to carry him on his way.
"elder brother."
"Ok?"
"why do not you talk?"
Ran Xiaole tightened her arms, "It's okay, just thinking about it, what if we encounter any danger on the road?"
Xiao An wiped the sweat from his forehead for him, looked at him firmly, "I will protect you."
"Cut, little sample." Ran Xiaole smiled while leaning against his head, "You are amazing."
"elder brother."
"what?"
"Are you as good to your brother as you are to me?"
Ran Xiaole was stunned for a moment, "Brother?"
"Well, the younger brother in your hometown."
As if digging out the details of memories from the depths of her mind, Ran Xiaole was silent for a long time, then stopped, "Ran Xiaoan, I only have you as a younger brother, remember?"
"Yeah!" Ran Xiaoan grinned sweetly, and snuggled up against his brother's neck, "Brother, you're so kind."
"If you know I'm good, come down and walk for a while. You look like a 14-year-old doll. You are so big and you let me hug you. You don't feel ashamed."
"Then let's take a break."
Ran Xiaole carried the little rascal after walking for half a day, and was indeed a bit tired. Before the sun set, he could already see wisps of smoke from the kitchen, so it must not be far away and it would not be inaccessible.He nodded, and the brothers sat down on a large flat rock beside the road.
Somewhat thirsty, Ran Xiaole opened the package and took out a pear. Given Fang Jin's obsession with cleanliness, this pear may have been washed many times by someone.He took a bite and handed it to Xiao An's mouth, "Here, it's quite sweet, eat it."
Xiao An pushed the pear away, "You have bitten it, I won't eat it."
Ran Xiaole's eyes widened, "You brat, do you think I'm dirty?"
"No, no." Xiaoan quickly shook his head like a rattle, and said anxiously: "If you can't share pears, you can't be separated from brother."
"What's the matter?" Ran Xiaole was about to tease him, but when he saw the serious expression on the child's face, he withdrew his hand again, "How did you hear that?"
"Ling Qi said so."
"Who are you talking about?"
"Abandoned."
"Ling..." Ran Xiaole's face was as colorful as hearing the Arabian Nights, "Will that piece of wood tell you this?"
"Well. When he practiced sword with me, he would occasionally talk to me."
Ran Xiaole raised her eyebrows, "You two have a good relationship."
"It's okay." Xiao An leaned against him, "He doesn't like to talk, and I'm surprised he told me this while eating pears."
Ran Xiaole stared at the bitten pear in his hand, a man of few words and hard heart would waste his tongue persistently on such trivial matters.I'm afraid I'm used to being lonely, and I'm helpless about fate, so I can only pin the resentment that has nowhere to vent on this meaningless fruit.
However, the original Ran Xiaole would laugh off such feudal superstitions, but now he dare not disbelieve anything.
It is better to believe it than to die.
Ran Xiaole was very thirsty, finished eating the pears in two or three bites, took out an apple from the bag, and took another bite, "Then you eat this."
"Oh." This time the child accepted it cheerfully, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and with just one swipe, the apple was split into two.Xiao An kept the half that her brother bitten for herself, and brought the other half to Ran Xiaole, "Brother, you eat too."
"I just finished eating such a big pear, you can eat it yourself." Ran Xiaole smiled and pinched his cheek, but her eyes were fixed on the small knife that cut iron like mud, "This...Xiao An, I can see Is it?"
"Huh? Oh." Xiao An hurriedly handed him the knife, "Be careful, brother, this knife is very sharp."
"En." Just now, I just felt a white light in front of my eyes, and I could see it clearly when I got close. It was longer than a pencil sharpener, and the whole body was milky white. It felt very irony, but it didn't look like jade.Ran Xiaole hadn't seen much of the world, so he didn't plan to look any further because he couldn't figure it out. He turned his head and asked, "Fang Jin gave this to you?"
"Well. He sent me off."
"Aren't you practicing swordsmanship? Why did he give you a dagger?"
Xiao An narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Brother, plants, trees, bamboo and rocks can be used as swords. If you practice well, there is no need to use a sword. Pavilion Master Fang said that if it is used for self-defense, this small knife is much better than a sword."
"Grass, trees, bamboo and rocks..." Ran Xiaole's mouth twitched, ho, dead bird, did you pay Mr. Jin Yong the copyright fee?
Still holding back love, it's clearly Dugu Nine Swords!
"Okay, I hope you will become Linghu Chong soon, marry Ren Yingying, and reach the peak of your life."
"Brother, what are you talking about?"
"Ah?" Ran Xiaole came back to her senses, "No, it's nothing. Huh? This is..."
Ran Xiaoan poked his head over, "Oh, one word."
"Nonsense, of course I know it's a character." Ran Xiaole brought the handle of the knife closer, and there was a word "Tong" engraved in it in regular script.
"Brother, what word is this?"
Ran Xiaole was startled, "You don't know this word?"
Xiao An blinked, "Well, I can't read, and it's not like you don't know."
"No..." Ran Xiaole licked her lips and asked in disbelief, "Fang Jin hasn't taught you how to read for four years?"
Xiao An shook her head, "No."
"My day..."
your uncle.
At this very moment, Ran Xiaole wished she could rush back to the bamboo forest and kill that Fang.
I have never eaten pork, and I have never seen a pig run!
If you have never raised a child, you should know that you need to go to school!
My children are all 14 years old, and they don't even know the word "Tong"!
As Premier Zhou said, no matter how poor you are, you can’t afford poor education!
Ran Xiaole held his forehead, wanting to cry but no tears.
Others' children started to read at the age of six, but mine was eight years later than others!Well, not only did he lose at the starting line, but he was caught in the ring as soon as he came up.
"elder brother…"
Xiao An tugged at Ran Xiaole's sleeve, "What's wrong with you?"
Ran Xiaole took a deep breath, and looked at him seriously, "Ran Xiaoan, I asked you, but you never mentioned it to Fang Jin, asking him to find someone to teach you how to read?"
Xiao An pursed her lips and whispered, "He won't let me see you, I...I don't even want to talk to him..."
"Don't tell me these useless things! Grandpa wanted you to be a scholar before he died, but you are lucky, you are 14 years old, and you don't even know one, two, three, four, five! This makes me feel sorry for him!" Ran Xiaole roared He said, "What about Ling Qi? Ling Qi won't teach you either?"
"I..." Xiao An was so frightened that he ran to his brother and knelt down, "Brother, don't be angry, I... I'm so tired from practicing, I just want to see you sooner, and I don't have the energy to think about other things..."
"You..." Ran Xiaole was full of anger and had no way to vent, drooping his head and being upset, not only because his younger brother was delayed until he could not read a single word, but also because Fang Jin gave Xiaoan this precious knife engraved with the word "Tong", Gave him a terrible intuition.
Tong.
hibiscus.
There are trees in the south, and you can't stop thinking about it.
Ran Xiaole shook his head, not daring to think too much, seeing the little ghost kneeling on the ground obediently, holding an unfinished apple in his hand, how pitiful he looked, Ran Xiaole's heart suddenly softened, "Kneel What are you doing? Get up."
The child looked at him expectantly with those pure star eyes, "Brother, are you not angry?"
"Is it useful to be angry? It's not your fault. Sigh... still blame me, thinking that Fang Jin knows to teach you, and hasn't mentioned it in the past four years." Ran Xiaole picked up his younger brother, dusted the dirt off his knees, "It's cold and hard, what are you kneeling for?"
"Hey..." Xiao An arched into his arms, "Brother, can you teach me how to read?"
"Yeah. This character reads "Tong", a tree, a Tong, go, pick up a branch, and write it on the ground ten times."
"Oh." Xiao An obediently sat by the side and wrote like a gourd painting, while Ran Xiaole's hands randomly brushed his hair, thoughtful.
"That won't work."
"What doesn't work?"
"I can't write ancient characters."
"What are ancient characters?"
"Uh... In short, your brother and I are also illiterate. I haven't studied for a few days, so I can't teach you much. I have to find a good teacher for you in the future."
"Oh." Xiao An didn't raise her head, "I'll talk about it later."
"You can think about it, kid." Ran Xiaole smiled and pressed his head, "Yes, I will teach you how to write our brothers' names first."
"Ah."
"Have you finished writing? It's getting late, we have to find a place to stay before the sun goes down."
"Oh, I'm done." Xiao An dropped the stick and clapped his hands, "Brother, let's go."
"Let me see... well, it's still a job." He took Ran Xiaoan's hand, "You, you are so good-looking, you can't write bad characters."
"Oh."
"Practice your handwriting seriously, you understand?"
"Oh."
"Eat the apples and don't waste them."
"Oh."
This cute little appearance made Ran Xiaole wish to spoil the child to the bone. He threw the burden in front of him, squatted in front of the child, "Come on, brother carry you."
"I'll go by myself."
"You can pull it! The road is still long, how can your little arms and legs bear it?"
Xiao An smirked shyly, jumped up to her brother's back, clutched an apple in one hand, and stretched it out to Ran Xiaole's mouth.He pecked hard on his cheek, "Brother, you are so kind."
Ran Xiaole took a bite out of his hand, "In other words."
"Brother, you..." The child frowned and thought hard for a long time, but he still stammered and said the sentence: "You are so kind."
"Little illiterate."
The two brothers went on the road talking and laughing, but Ran Xiaole probably forgot that Ran Xiaoan had practiced martial arts for four years, and his swordsmanship was perfect. Arms and calves?
But he didn't want to think about it.
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The author has something to say: Mr. Jin Yong is a writer I admire very much, I pay tribute to him hehe~