Chapter 212: Reading (Part 2)
elding knives to chop meat, were sweating profusely, busy and working frantically.More than twenty wolves, that's a lot of work.Chunks of meat, cut into roughly equal shapes, lay on clean hay. The wol...Ai Li cried because she couldn't have barbecue. Gu Xiao Yu felt sorry for her and wanted to hug her, but Gu Huan Xi refused, "Don't spoil her too much, you eat the barbecue properly."
Then, Gu Huan took a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from his daughter's face. It was made of pure cotton, exceptionally absorbent, wiping away the tears before seamlessly tucking it back into her sleeve and replacing it with a fresh one to continue dabbing.
These are all precious nutrients from growing vegetables and flowers.
Ah Li couldn't stop crying, she sobbed and looked so pitiful. Her red eyes were like they had been washed with water, accusingly looking at her mother.
Gu Huan remained unmoved, calmly eating his barbecue.
Ah Li, “…”
Is she still your daughter
"Mother..."
"Eat well."
Gu Xiaoyu pleaded for mercy, but returned defeated.
The others didn't dare to speak up.
After dinner, Gu Huanxi hugged her daughter back to the bedroom. She didn't give her daughter any meat and only fed her milk, which wasn't too much to withhold.
Little A-Li drank without any restraint until he burped, then clutched his mother's clothes and was held in her arms for a few shakes. He didn't even finish listening to a lullaby before falling asleep.
When she woke up, she had already forgotten everything that happened before. She smiled and urged her brother to go out and play with a little car. Gu Huanxi dressed the two of them warmly and accompanied them.
I went to the tofu shop and vegetable market this morning, but in the afternoon I could have gone to the lake. However, Gu Huanxi thought about possibly running into Jiang Yong again and changed her mind. She took her two children for a walk around the village instead.
The village is thriving.
Every household has enough to live on, and they have enough food. Some people are busy making money, some people are busy chopping wood, now there is one more thing to burn charcoal.
At the open space south of the village, Village Head Hu was commanding people to build a schoolhouse with great fervor. When the schoolhouse is renovated, they could free up space to build a temple. They were busy all winter long.
Not idling, good
Hu Cunzhang felt a long-lost passion and drive. Even standing outside for half a day, with the wind whipping his face until it hurt, he didn't feel any less energetic than a young man.
Gu Huanxi glanced from afar, walked over, and said to Gu Xiaoyu, "At this rate, it won't be long before you can come here to school."
Gu Xiaoyu said earnestly, "I will study hard."
Gu Huan was pleased to hear his assurance and couldn't help but smile. She never doubted this point, but seeing that there wasn't much expectation on his face, she asked instead, "Don't you really want Mr. Jiang to teach you"
Gu Xiaoyu nodded, her expression calm, but also curious, "Mother, if I wanted to, what would you and Father use to persuade Mr. Jiang"
Fame, fortune, and power couldn't sway Jiang Yong. Otherwise, he wouldn't have resigned from his position as the prince's tutor before.
Gu Huanxi didn't answer directly, "Guess."
Gu Xiaoyu frowned in thought.
Gu Huanxi reminded, "What is Mr. Jiang's identity A scholar. Scholars, deep down, are mostly aloof and dismissive of worldly things. They wouldn't look favorably upon high officials or wealth. Of course, our family can't offer any of that either. Other threats would be ineffective against him..."
Gu Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, and she quickly picked up the conversation. "We can only start with what he cares about."
“Well, what does he care about”
Gu Xiaoyu suddenly realized, "Books!"
Gu Huan nodded, "That's right. A scholar with extensive knowledge is very difficult to resist a good book, especially if it's one they haven't read before."
And inside the RV, there were plenty of good books, all guaranteed to be ones Jiang Yong had never read. The only problem she had was that those books couldn't be taken out directly and had to be copied by hand, which was a lot of work.
Mr. Kejiang's collection of books is vast and impressive. Finding a book he hasn't read, yet with worthwhile reading value, would be quite the challenge.
That kind of book must be very expensive. How could your family afford it
"Who said it's too difficult Didn't those two books I gave you have any reading value Besides, Mr. Jiang definitely hasn't read them."
Even though Gu Xiaoyu didn't want to use the two books to impress Jiang Yong, she couldn't help but feel excited after hearing this. Those two books were not only valuable to read, but also had a profound meaning to spread. They were in no way inferior to enlightenment books like "Three Character Classic" or "Thousand Character Essay," and could even be considered a higher level of enlightenment reading.
A great scholar like Mr. Jiang, who devoted his life to teaching and nurturing others without seeking fame or fortune, would surely be irresistible to such a book. He would undoubtedly treasure it.
"Mother, would you be willing to have those two books printed and published so that more children can read them"
Gu Huanxi was stunned for a moment, "Why do you ask that"
Gu Xiaoyu said nervously, “I think that good books shouldn’t be kept only in the hands of one person, nor should they be left idle on a shelf. They should be on the desks of every reader, so that the meaning of their existence can be fully realized.”
Gu Huan's heart skipped a beat, "What do you think the meaning of reading is"
Gu Xiao Yu said, "Kai Zhi, Ming Li, Tong Da, this is what my previous teacher told me."
Gu Huanxi squatted down and happily pinched his face, "Good boy, you said it well. You understand the meaning of reading, and you have a broad mind. To think that all readers can benefit from good books, mother is truly proud of you."
This must be the chosen one, right
Gu Xiaoyu was praised by her to the point of being a little embarrassed, "Mother, you're not angry"
"Why is mother angry"
"Those two books are yours, precious books. They are kept hidden within the family and not shared with outsiders for fear that people will learn our family's secrets. You..."
Gu Huan, upon hearing this, couldn't help but tease, "My son has a broad mind. As his mother, I can't be too narrow-minded either, or else it would be embarrassing for me to be your mother."
"Mother..."
Gu was happy to see his little face turn red. He stopped teasing him, saying, "Mom is like you. I'm also willing. Good books should be seen by more people."
"When do you plan to print them as a book"
"Don't rush, it's not appropriate for us to do this. The bookstore may not be interested, and even a good book needs someone with influence to recommend it. With the endorsement of these influential people, it will be easier to spread."
If Mr. Jiang were to do it, things would surely be twice as effective with half the effort.
"Wait for your father to come back and let him speak."
Originally, she had wanted to use this opportunity to give her child a chance. Now that things have turned out this way, there's no point in trying to fight for anything else. However, Gu Huanxi wasn't disappointed. On the contrary, she was thrilled by Gu Xiaoyu's vision and open-mindedness, even feeling that if given the opportunity, supporting the eldest prince wouldn't be too difficult an undertaking.
Compared to the carefree leisure of their three, Xu Huaiyi was not so pleasant. In the afternoon, at the martial arts field, their Ding San class, to be precise, the dozen or so newcomers, were blocked again.
It's still the offspring of nobles, just a new batch. Their status is even higher than that group of people who went against Chao, and they are even more difficult to offend. Moreover, the means of humiliating people have also been upgraded.our father yet Tonight is your apprenticeship banquet, you were supposed to be the star of the show, but your father stole the spotlight!"Jiang Yong didn't even have time to say a few words to Gu Xiao...