Lemongrass seeds are not afraid of heaven or earth.

　　She is not afraid of her stepmother jumping around, nor is she afraid of Xin Lang silently carrying the stick. But for some reason, this skinny Master Cheng made her feel a little indescribable awe.

　　Seeing the master's straight face.

　　Lemongrass's heart was pounding.

　　She held up the piece of paper and read tremblingly, "People, mouth, hands, up, down, big, small..." She read fifty words in one breath, and there was no mistake or omission.

　　The engineer discovered that Xiangmaozi did not pronounce any wrong words, and the farther he went to the back, the faster he read.

　　Engineer originally thought that Xiangmaozi memorized the words in order. So he started to take the test, pointing at the words and letting Xiang Maozi read them.

　　But no matter whether he pointed horizontally or vertically, Lemongrass's voice always answered immediately after his finger fell down, without any hesitation.

　　Moreover, she read them all correctly!

　　The engineer secretly wiped his sweat and said, "This time, we will write silently. I will read and you will write from memory."

　　Then he saw with satisfaction that Xiangmaozi's little face turned pale.

　　Xiangmaozi didn't even write for long yesterday, but soldiers from Beppu got in the way. At this moment, the way she held the pen was similar to that of a butcher holding a knife, fierce and stiff.

　　Follow Master Cheng slowly reading the words.

　　Xiangmaozi started to "draw" words on the paper with a ferocious expression. The reason why she said she was writing was because she was writing with her elbows, like a giant crab.

　　This habit was so bad that many years later, when Xiangmaozi started making talismans, everyone called her the Crab Fairy. It's a pity that fellow Taoists in the cultivation world didn't have the opportunity to get to know Xiangmaozi from Huangshi Town, otherwise they would have immediately noticed that the fairy at that time was exactly the same as Xiangmaozi who was just writing now, from movements to expressions!

　　But no matter how ferocious Xiangmaozi's expression was, no matter how tired she was and sweating profusely, no matter how hard she struggled with her pen. Not a single word she wrote was wrong!

　　What surprised Engineer the most was that the structure of the characters written by Xiangmaozi was actually very similar to his own! Only two points, not even three points.

　　But, this is too surprising! You must know that Cheng Ziang has been practicing calligraphy for more than 30 years, following the path of calligraphy master Zhang Huaixun. Zhang Huaixun's alias is Kaisheng, which is a first-rate and graceful font. The strokes and strokes of Lemongrass are still completely unrealistic, but the structure, size and symmetry of this character have already emerged!

　　Cheng Ziang has taught students for nearly thirty years and has never encountered such a thing.

　　He asked Xiangmaozi, "Has anyone ever taught you how to read before?"

　　Xiangmaozi shook his head, "No, there are very few people in our village who can read. Even if we want to read family letters, we have to wait until the son of our neighbor Aunt Deng comes back from another village."

　　The engineer also believes that people who can read are very rare. Then he was surprised by Xiangmaozi's word recognition speed, so he checked again and again, "Did you learn these words yesterday?"

　　Lemongrass replied crisply, "Yeah!"

　　Master Engineer asked again, "But yesterday, I only read it to you once?"

　　This time it was Xiangmaozi's turn to be surprised, "Ah?! Could it be that Master has taught me it once and still can't learn it?"

　　The mood of the schoolchildren around them who have been pretending to work hard - ah! I really want to hit someone!

　　The engineer thought about it and realized that yesterday’s lesson was relatively simple. So Master Cheng simply wrote out a hundred big characters today, and at the same time took out the child's voice reading, and read the first page to Xiangmaozi.

　　Children's Voice Reading is an enlightenment book for young children in Yuanqi Continent. It tells the specific situation of this continent and some basic principles and common sense.

　　Master Cheng began to chant in a manly voice:

　　Chaos gradually fades, and all things begin;

　　Heaven and earth are orderly and arranged in time;

　　The universe is established, and the beginning of the prehistoric era begins;

　　The sun rises in the southeast, the earth sinks into the abyss;

　　In the magical continent, only Yuan Qi remains;

　　The states are divided into twenty-two to nourish the people and the country;

　　Four fairy islands and nine seas;

　　Leaving Kunlun in the west, the gate of all immortals;

　　Humans have six senses, supernatural powers and ghosts;

　　The hair and skin of the body, the bones, muscles, veins and soul;

　　Where the foundation of Tao lies, the root of spiritual accumulation is hidden;

　　The subtle and mysterious are beyond the reach of spiritual consciousness;

　　The emptiness is extremely quiet, and the insight is restored;

　　Fish, insects, birds and beasts all belong to nature;

　　……

　　The children's reading was less than a thousand words in total, and Master Cheng finished it quickly. All Meng children must recite this article when they first enter school. You don’t have to know how to write or what it means at first, but you can just recite it all and as the course gradually unfolds. Through continuous learning, the Mengtong children will know and understand the world bit by bit from the beginning of the world.

　　Generally speaking, it takes about a month to study for children's voice. Because for children, many of the words here are too unfamiliar, and they always forget the previous ones after memorizing the latter ones. You have to recite and memorize it over and over every day so that you can remember it.

　　It takes a very smart student about seven days to recite the entire text from beginning to end for the first time.

　　The engineer read slowly while observing.

　　He found Xiangmaozi staring at the empty space in front of him, his mouth moving slightly as he read silently.

　　Engineer was very satisfied with Xiangmaozi's spirit and nodded secretly.

　　After he finished reciting, he asked softly, "How much can you memorize?"

　　Xiang Maozi seemed to have not heard his question and was still sitting there, her eyes empty and silently reciting something.

　　Engineer knows that in this case, the children are stuck in their own recitation. Don't interrupt them at this time. They will come back after a while.

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　　Engineer stood calmly by the table, waiting for Xiangmaozi to regain consciousness.

　　This wait is the time to burn a stick of incense.

　　During this period, Xin Mao tried to pull Xiangmaozi's clothes several times, but was stopped under the eyes of Master Cheng.

　　Until Xiangmaozi came back to his senses, Xin Mao did not dare to interrupt Xiangmaozi.

　　Seeing Xiang Mao Zi blinking and coming back to his senses, Master Cheng asked the painting again, "How much can you remember from the child's voice reading just now?"

　　Xiangmaozi looked at Master Cheng secretly and did not dare to answer.

　　Master Engineer felt that since she came from the countryside and was quite old, she probably forgot the previous ones after memorizing them. Master Cheng had taught several older students like this in the past, and he would have been expelled unless they were too naughty. Although he is very honest and diligent, his mind is really not very bright. He always uses the strength of plowing to study, and he is sweating profusely and he can't finish it.

　　Therefore, Master Cheng once vowed not to teach older students in the future.

　　But Xiangmaozi was different. Xiangmaozi saved the whole town, including the engineer who was already infected. Master Cheng felt that Xiang Mao Zi could save her life, so he accepted her and decided to be stricter with her no matter what, so that she could truly learn how to read.

　　Master Cheng said softly, "Have you forgotten? It doesn't matter. I'll help you start and you can memorize it. You can memorize as many as you can. Come on: Chaos is gradually becoming blurred..."

　　When Master Engineer started, Xiangmaozi followed up, "Chaos gradually obscures, all things begin; heaven and earth are orderly, ranking in time,..." She carried it all the way, a little slowly, but without any hesitation or bump. Trip, always memorize, "If you go to extremes, you will turn back, if you don't reach the end, you will be able to survive; things cannot be eliminated, and there will be no end before they can be saved."

　　Everyone in the classroom was shocked!

　　Lemongrass, she actually recited it from beginning to end without making any mistakes.

　　Master Cheng was silent for a long time, which made Xiangmaozi feel uneasy. She didn't know what happened and was uneasy.

　　But Master Cheng just gently rubbed Xiang Maozi's hair and nodded, "Very good, then you can practice these hundred words over and over again today, and you have to recite them every day as well. I'll tell you the story later. reason."

　　Seeing that Master Cheng was not angry, Xiangmaozi felt relieved and replied bluntly: "Hey!"

　　The engineer strolled away and began to quiz other students and arrange new assignments. For a time, the classroom was filled with mourners and buzzing! The buzzing sound was from those students who were lazy and didn't memorize it last night. They took the opportunity to memorize it quickly, hoping that they wouldn't die so miserably soon. It's a pity that they don't have Xiangmaozi's ability to remember what they hear, and they will probably be slapped by Master Engineer!

　　Xiangmaozi spread out the paper religiously, tied her hands like a crab and started practicing calligraphy.

　　Xiangmaozi didn't think she was smart at all. On the contrary, she always felt that she was stupid. Because the stepmother kept scolding her for being so stupid!

　　Therefore, Citronella believes in two principles. The first principle is that the stupid bird flies first. No matter what you do, you must choose the most important thing first. Do a little, a little less. If you make two points before others, you will have two more chances. The second principle is to be serious and focused. In fact, Xiangmaozi didn't think about this very clearly. She just focused on everything she did.

　　Even if she was washing dishes at home, she would check them over and over again, lest she miss something.

　　This is the result of her character. Whether she is cooking, chopping firewood or doing other chores, she is immersed in it and rarely hears outside sounds. Sometimes the stepmother calls her, but she doesn't hear her.

　　Mrs. Xin always thought that Xiangmaozi was against her, so she was so angry that she beat her every now and then. Xiangmaozi couldn't explain it. She was just so focused that she couldn't hear other sounds.

　　Xiangmaozi thought about changing it, but she couldn't. Once she was distracted, she couldn't do anything well. In the end I could only endure the beating.

　　Xiangmaozi started to write. She felt that the handwriting given by her husband must be good, so the so-called learning to write must be the same as what her husband wrote!

　　This is a huge misunderstanding!

　　In school, even five-year-old children know that as long as you can write with the correct strokes, you are considered proficient. But Xiangmaozi didn't know that she had no friends when she first arrived, so no one told her.

　　This standard of thinking that one has to write words that are similar to those of Mr. Xiang Maozi has been recognized by Xiangmaozi.

　　Xiangmaozi stared at the fifty characters that Master Cheng wrote to her today and recited them silently. This time, she didn't just recite the words, she had already memorized them. What she recited was the appearance and structure of the writing, so that she could follow it later.

　　Xiangmaozi's concentration even reached the point of paranoia. She couldn't take a look and write a stroke. She had to read it first and write down all the details. Then when writing, she just stared at the paper and pen and used her brain. I copied the word from my memory.

　　This way of learning is clumsy in the eyes of many people.

　　Because she often stares at the paper in a daze, and those who don't know think she is asleep with her eyes open!

　　Xin Mao was beside him, touching the book and the pen. Then take the brush and wipe it horizontally and write one vertically. Xiangmaozi was in a daze, and the other friends were busy reciting their own homework, and they were on guard against the teacher's spot checks, so naturally no one paid any attention to him.

　　After a while, he got bored. He started to shake his head, look left and right, and his movements became larger and larger.

　　As a result, after he made such a fuss, Master Cheng discovered it.

　　The engineer suddenly remembered that there was another fish that had slipped through the net! He quickly came over and asked Xin Mao to stand up.

　　Master Cheng was full of expectations for Xin Mao.

　　Let me start by saying that Xin Mao is a boy. No matter how smart Xiangmaozi is, she can study for two more years at most, and then she will start seeing someone and get married. But Xin Mao is different. He is still young and a boy. He will be able to gain fame and have an official career in the future. The engineer even thought that he didn’t need to be too smart, as long as he was half, or even 30%, as good as Citronella! You can pass on his mantle.

　　Xin Mao, who was called by Master Engineer, stood up stiffly with a look of astonishment on his face.

　　Master Engineer said, "Yesterday, I also wrote fifty big characters for you. Where is the paper?"

　　Xin Mao flipped through it quickly, and then he pulled out the piece of paper that Master Cheng had written for him at the bottom of the pile of papers. The engineer said, "Read it carefully!"

　　Xin Mao was dumbfounded.

　　When he first came to the school yesterday, he was busy watching the excitement. Even when the engineer was writing to him and teaching him what it meant, half of his mind was wandering outside. At this moment, his mind went blank, and all the ink characters seemed to float and fly around in the air, but he still didn't recognize any of them.

　　His face turned red and his neck felt thick from holding it in, but he couldn't open his mouth.

　　Master Engineer thought he might be embarrassed, so he comforted him, "It doesn't matter if you forget, just pick out the ones you recognize and read them."

　　Xin Mao looked at the piece of paper again, but still didn't recognize any of them. He could only lower his head and shake his little head gently.

　　Engineer was surprised, "What do you mean by shaking your head? Do you not recognize any of them?!"

　　Xin Mao glanced at Master Cheng, did not dare to nod, and lowered his head again.

　　Master Cheng didn't understand why this style of work was happening. This kid didn't even remember a word of it!

　　Engineer was so angry that he shouted, "You are so naughty, reach out your hand!"

　　Xin Mao was shocked.

　　The engineer directly grabbed his little hand, spread out his palm, and swung down the ruler, bang! Snapped! Snapped! After hitting it hard three times, the ruler even made a roaring sound when it fell!

　　But when Xin Mao was beaten in school.

　　Xin Wang and Lady Xin were painting chalk powder in the dressing room, making them look like snowmen.

　　When the sun was shining high, the surrounding neighbors heard the movement and came over to take a look. If there are any lively people, strike up a conversation with them and ask them where they are from and where they are from.

　　It was difficult for Xin Lang to talk at this time, so he relied on Mrs. Xin to get along with everyone.

　　After asking a few questions, the neighbors found out that these two people were Xiang Mao Zi’s parents!

　　Oops! This is amazing.

　　The faces of the neighbors immediately changed, and they became extremely enthusiastic, as if they were brothers born from the same parents.

　　The owner sent ladders, axes, planers, saws, hammers, etc.; the west family sent painters Jianghu; the front street sent benches, tables and chairs, and the back house brought quilts and curtains...

　　People come out of people, things come out of things.

　　One spreads to ten, and ten spreads to a hundred. There could be dozens of people walking in and out of the small courtyard.

　　Wait until Xin Wang and Lady Xin came to their senses. Everyone said goodbye and went home for lunch.

　　At this time, the tiles of the house were patched up, the house was cleaned and whitewashed, the windows were newly papered, the stove was plastered with wet cement, and there was even a fire in the stove, and there was a fire on the stove. A large, shiny iron kettle was boiling with water.

　　There are beds, tables and benches in the house. There is a curtain on the bed and a new toilet behind the bed. There is a cabinet next to the table, and there are teapots and teacups on the cabinet; oil lamps and candlesticks are placed on the table, the windows are opened, and the curtains are gently floating inside.

　　Xin Wang looked at the yard again. It was paved with stones, and the weeds had been cleared away. He didn't even know who had brought a huge pot of lilac flowers. They were blooming just right, and the yard was filled with fragrance. …

　　Madam Xin was frightened by the formation. She said in a trembling voice, "Dad, what... is going on?"

　　Xin Wang remembered what shopkeeper Chen said: Just relax and live in our Huangshi town. Who in this town wouldn't be grateful to Citronella? ! She is now our daughter in Huangshi Town!

　　After a while, Xin Lang whispered, "We have probably become the godparents of Huangshi Town's daughter."