"Sir, why are you here?"

Li Mo greeted him shyly.

The old scholar stared at Li Mo, leaned back slightly, and his face darkened instantly, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"What does it have to do with you? Go play somewhere else and don't make trouble here."

"What's wrong with this child?"

Ying Xuliang asked in confusion. He only knew that Brother Li's child was born weak and might have the same disease as Bing'er.

But he never thought that the teacher would be furious when he saw Li Mo.

The old scholar angrily began to list all the "glorious deeds" of little Li Mo:

"On his first day at school, he blew up the toilet with firecrackers."

Ying Xuliang smiled when he heard this, thinking that the teacher was making a fuss:

"This matter, haha, little boys, more or less did this when they were young, I even blew up cow dung with Brother Li."

"But I was in there at the time!"

The old scholar gritted his teeth.

"..."

Ying Xuliang was silent for a moment, then smiled and comforted:

"Children are naughty, and they can only become talents with the guidance of teachers, just teach them well."

"I thought so at the time, but not long after, he and other classmates competed in my garden to see who could urinate farther, and all the orchids that I had treasured for a long time died."

The old scholar was heartbroken.

"Well, isn't it said that organic fertilizer is better for flowers and plants... And the toilet in the school collapsed at that time..."

Li Mo's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Who collapsed the toilet?" The old scholar widened his eyes.

Ying Xuliang's mother covered her mouth with a smile in her eyes.

Qinghe County is not big. The couple used to be students of the old man and classmates with Li Dalong.

"Teacher, it's not a big deal to relieve oneself anywhere..."

"Ask him who he urinated with!"

"???"

Li Mo's eyes were a little confused.

It had been so many years since he did it in his childhood, and he was even more confused after he awakened the mystery in the womb.

"He took the little girl with him, and taught her to urinate while standing, and competed with her to see who could urinate farther!"

"......"

Little Li fell into deep thought.

Did he do such an awesome thing when he was a child?

He only remembered the things that made the old gentleman look 'righteous'.

Ying's mother's smile froze, and her eyes looking at him were obviously much more cautious, as if she was looking at a little terrorist.

Ying Xuliang smiled awkwardly:

"If jade is not polished, it will not be a tool. If jade is not polished, it will not be a tool..."

"The key is that this little devil can't learn the principles of saints. Just like his father, he is not a material for studying."

"My father taught me that people have their own conduct..."

Li Mo touched the back of his head and said.

"Anyway, Miss Bing was sick and couldn't be stimulated. I only dared to let Miss Bing go to school because I saw that the little devil was not in the private school."

The old scholar shook his head, his eyes were less angry, and he sighed instead.

This little guy is naughty, but also very smart, but it's a pity that his mind is not used on studying.

Seeing that Bing Tuozi was not available, Li Mo was a little anxious.

The bell must be untied by the person who tied it.

This is a dream formed by Bingtuozi's soul and memory. If you can't see the owner of the dream, how can you solve the dream?

And time is very tight, and you can't wait for a few days in the dream to come next time.

The disaster beast is the winner's courtyard tonight.

But!

He is a genius of Xiao Li!

Especially in making the old man happy, he has a bit of authority.

"Old sir, a prodigal son who returns is more valuable than gold. In fact, I listened carefully in class."

"What did you hear?"

"The old sir once wrote a poem to encourage learning for me."

Little Li Mo bowed his hands seriously and said seriously:

"It's a pity that I was young and ignorant at that time and didn't understand the deep meaning. Now I think about it, I know that the old sir has good intentions."

"?"

The old scholar touched his beard and was stunned.

When did he write a poem to encourage learning?

For a writer who values ​​reputation, once he has written a masterpiece, he will never forget it even if he is old and confused. Besides, Li Mo is in school, he is trembling with fear all day long, how can he have the mind to write poetry.

But Li Mo has picked up a branch next to him and started writing in a serious manner.

For him who has suffered from compulsory education, many masterpieces are easy to come by. At the beginning, they are not only from textbooks, but also taught by teachers outside of class.

The famous works for students to learn, of course, must include the eternal theme of "encouraging learning".

Putting aside some that do not match the situation, one or two can be picked out.

"Youth is easy to grow old and learning is difficult to achieve."

"Every inch of time should not be taken lightly."

"I have not feltDream of spring grass in the pond."

"The leaves of the phoenix tree in front of the steps have already made autumn sounds."

Huh?

Mother Ying was also a woman from a scholarly family. She had some attainments in poetry and prose. She was thoughtful when she saw this poem.

The guests and children of the Ying family saw this scene, and many of them came up and marveled.

"This is, I..."

The old scholar's face turned red, and he was a little at a loss.

The poem was excellent, but it had nothing to do with him.

"This was originally a naughty work of a student. The teacher helped to polish it and gave it to me in return. You also said that you would frame it at the entrance of the school to inspire other classmates. "

Li Mo spoke at the right time and gave the old gentleman a chance to step aside.

And he spoke loudly, so the guests heard him. They complimented the old scholar and said they would send their own nephews to school in the future.

The old gentleman blushed after hearing the flattery, and he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of accomplishment:

"This little devil...well, Xiao Mo is indeed a teachable child, and he finally puts his mind on studying."

"Go back to the private school after the New Year, and keep up the good work in the future!"

"Thank you for your teachings!"

Li Mo bowed his hands earnestly.

Ying Xuliang looked at the old gentleman with a smile on his face, and then looked deeply at the little Li classmate.

"Uncle Ying, can I go see Sister Bing? I will definitely not make trouble."

"Okay, my lady, take Xiao Mo with you. "

Ying Xuliang nodded slightly. It happened that his wife was going to deliver the meal in person, so he asked her to lead Li Mo and walked into the Ying family mansion.

The mansion was much larger and more imposing than he remembered, exuding elegance and uniqueness.

Compared to this, the Li family mansion was just an ordinary country courtyard.

Li Mo didn't think so when he was a child, but now that he saw it again, he felt that this was definitely not the grandeur that a small county town in the East Wilderness could have.

"Sister Bing'er, what happened recently?"

"She got a strange disease. "

Mother Ying sighed and said:

"She was cold all over and unwilling to communicate with others, so we decided to let her go to a private school and spend more time with her peers..."

Halfway through her words, she felt that there was no point in talking so much to a child.

As they talked, the surroundings became quiet and they arrived at the wing room of the villa.

The door was closed, but it couldn't stop the coldness from flowing out.

........

PS: I originally wanted to update two chapters at a time to make it more coherent, but I spent too much time thinking about the second chapter and the subsequent plot arrangements, so I wrote slowly, orz.