"No, no."

Peng Shuyu shook his head and sighed, "I just didn't expect you to be so old. You can think of so many things by watching TV. No wonder you, Uncle Chen and Teacher Cheng, always praise you."

Although Fang Chang'an's behavior was impressive, he was a child after all. The old man did not take it very carefully, so he was surprised and had a flaw in his speech.

If Chen Chengyan and Cheng Mengfei praise Fang Chang'an in front of their parents, what can they praise? Some remarks about "Lu Xun" at noon that day would definitely be mentioned, so it would be impossible for her not to know what books Fang Chang'an borrowed.

However, it is common to ask questions and find a topic knowingly.

Fang Chang'an said a little more and smiled shyly, "I have always been thinking about it since I was a child."

"It's a good thing to be willing to use your brain."

The old man affirmed, and the aunt brought three cups of tea on a tray, and put one in front of each person.

Fang Changan stretched out his hand and wanted to pick up the cup. The aunt said "hot" and put it on the coffee table in front of him first. Fang Changan stretched out his hand, as if he was hesitating and didn't know whether to pick it up. Finally, he took it back and said, "Thank you, aunt."

The old man saw everything and asked with a smile: "What do you do at home? Are you willing to talk to grandma?"

The "grandma" here is naturally a common polite word.

Fang Chang'an said: "My parents both farm, but our three children mainly make money by growing watermelons and selling wheat. However, watermelons are not good this year and are cheap and have not made any money. My dad is about to go out to work."

The old man nodded. Children of this age may know nothing about their family income, but they are from poor families and are premature. They say that these are not strange, which further confirms the impression he gave him of "being good at thinking".

A good thinking person must like to observe.

She asked again: "Where are your grandparents? Or other relatives, do they all farm?"

This is her most concerned issue.

"Um."

Fang Chang'an nodded, "My grandfather also taught and was the principal of our village primary school. My uncle taught at No. 2 Middle School, teaching physics in the second grade and third grade."

When the old man heard this, he seemed to think for a while, and then asked, "I seem to have heard of a physics teacher at No. 2 Middle School. He has a very high level and has published many articles. His surname is Fang, and he is called Fang... Fang..."

Fang Chang'an tentatively added: "Fang Luguo?"

"It seems."

The old man nodded and looked at Fang Chang'an with a searching gaze.

Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "It's my uncle."

The old man also smiled and said, "That's a scholarly family."

Fang Chang'an smiled and did not answer.

Shen Mo sat next to him, watching Fang Chang'an and grandma's household registration conversation, blinked his eyes, but didn't interrupt. He picked up his tea cup and found it was too hot, so he put it down, pouted and blew it, "Huh-huh--" and blew it, and the tea fragrance filled the whole time.

Then carefully tilt the cup, blew the tea leaves, and then sucked it in small mouths.

Put the cup straight again, the tea water shaking and floating on the water. The tea leaves in the water stretched and sank into the bottom of the cup. The little girl looked at it as if she had noticed it for the first time.

"Don't just talk and drink tea."

Peng Shuyu smiled and spoke, picked up the cup, blew it gently, and tasted the tea in a small mouthful.

Fang Chang'an was "learning well", but he was worried that he would be self-defeating and did not deliberately pretend to be unfamiliar. The old man looked at him and asked again: "Do you often drink tea?"

"I only have a can of tea at home. I have been there for two or three years. My parents don't usually drink it."

Fang Changan shook his head and said a little embarrassedly, "I have drunk it a few times, but it doesn't have the fragrance of this tea."

The old man smiled and said, "If you like to drink, take a can of it later."

Fang Chang'an said: "No, it's not convenient to the school."

The old man smiled and nodded, "Then come often. After reading Teacher Cheng's books, there are many books at Grandma's house, so read them slowly."

Fang Chang'an looked at the old man as if he was confirmed, then smiled and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you grandma."

The old man took another sip of tea and smiled, "If you are in a hurry to read, go up and read it. If you are not in a hurry, then talk to grandma again?"

Fang Chang'an had no choice, and he smiled and said, "No hurry."

The old man smiled and asked, "Which one likes to watch "The Siege" or "Lu Xun"?"

Fang Changan thought for a while and said, "Lu Xun."

The old man said "Oh?" and asked a little surprised: "Why?"

Because I said I like to watch "The Siege" may be suspected of my tendency to fall in love early!

Fang Chang'an secretly complained in his heart and said, "Because I think "The Siege" is not as interesting as "Lu Xun" and has more resonance."

"oh?"

Peng Shuyu became interested. It was rare to hear someone say that "Lu Xun" is interesting, and he is also a twelve-year-old child. "Then tell me, where do you think it is interesting?"

Fang Chang'an thought for a while and said, "For example, there is an article called "Social Opera" in it, which tells Lu Xun that he went to listen to opera with a group of children in the countryside when he was a child, so it was very fun."

Peng Shuyu smiled and said, "You will have this article in the textbook in the future, so you can continue to talk about it."

Fang Chang'an said: "They went to listen to the opera and felt bored. They came back on a boat and stole beans planted on the river bank halfway. One of the land was the ones that led the child's home. Someone asked him who stole it. He inspected it and said that my beans grew big and stole my home."

Shen Mo couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and asked with his eyebrows and eyes: "Really? I'll see it later."

Peng Shuyu also laughed, patted his granddaughter's head, and said in a slight angrily: "Look at it, don't interrupt, listen to others first."

Shen Mo pouted and lay on grandma's legs, looking at Fang Chang'an with bright eyes, looking like listening to a story.

Fang Chang'an continued: "Later, other children felt that it was not good to steal all the beans from his family, so they stole a lot of beans from the house and then cooked them on the boat."

Shen Mo opened his eyes wide and couldn't help asking: "How to cook on the boat?"

Fang Chang'an said: "Lu Xun was from Shaoxing and a water town in Jiangnan. People often use boats, especially in that era, they might often cook on boats, and there must be pots and stoves."

The little girl nodded, Fang Chang'an continued, "The people who were stolen from the next day found out, but they were not angry because Lu Xun said the beans were delicious, but they were very grateful. They even picked the beans and sent them to Lu Xun's house."

"At the end of the article, Lu Xun said that he always felt that the beans he ate at home were not as delicious as he ate that night, and the beans he ate from the future were not as delicious as he ate that night."

He looked at Peng Shuyu and looked a little embarrassed and said, "I'm at home, and I'm actually with my brother and other cooked children, and I have also stole things from the ground to eat beans, sweet potatoes, corn, and peanuts."

"real?"

Shen Mo couldn't help but speak again, his eyes shining, and he wanted to go home with him immediately and steal food.

Peng Shuyu didn't blame him, but just a slightly funny and understanding expression, nodded and said, "So you think it resonates with me?"

"Uh-huh!"

Fang Chang'an nodded to Shen Mo first, and then answered her grandmother's question, "I actually didn't participate much, so I was very impressed. We stole a lot of things, dug a hole in the wild, picked up branches, and roasted leaves on fire. Because they were still small and windy, they were half-cooked, but they just thought it was delicious."

"Later, when I was cooking at home, I also put sweet potatoes in it. My parents helped me bake them and found them delicious, but when I was secretly roasted with a group of people that time, I still thought those half-cooked ones were delicious."

"It's really just about the feeling of taste, it must be specially roasted and delicious, but I don't know why, but the impression I left behind is still that I thought it was delicious that day."

"Lu Xun and the others are also a group of children, and they are cooked on the boat. Regardless of the conditions or the skills of the people who cook beans, they are definitely not as good as Lu Xun's mother or the aunt he hired at home."

"So simply speaking of the taste of beans, I think the cooked by Lu Xun and his group of children that night may not be as delicious as it was. But like me, it was because of the atmosphere or overall memories at that time, so even the beans became delicious."

Peng Shuyu nodded and asked again: "Is there any?"

Fang Changan thought about it, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said, "The Liuyi father-in-law who was stolen from beans reacted very much... Well, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Um?"

Peng Shuyu is also a person who loves reading. She has also read Lu Xun's "Social Drama", but she did not pay much attention to the June 1st father-in-law who had been stolen. She asked with a smile: "Tell me."

"I have grown beans at home. Although they are not that kind of broad beans, the people who farm are always very similar in their mentality. It is common for children to steal things and eat them. Even if they find them, most of them will not care too much, but there are many people who scold them. If they steal too much, or as written in the article, they will break the crops, even if they have a good temper, they will definitely feel distressed. Basically, they will be able to preach or get a few words."

"The June 1st year old man said that the beans were trampled a lot, and he was also cursing at first. Well, it should be considered preaching. Lu Xun only wrote one sentence, and then Shuangxi said that he was treating Lu Xun. When the June 1st year old man saw Lu Xun, he bowed to him and said that it was appropriate to treat him. Then he asked if the beans were delicious. Lu Xun said they were delicious. The June 1st year old man was very grateful and praised Lu Xun and said, "This is really a talent for those who have read books in the big towns to recognize the goods!" Then he praised his beans and said that he would give them to Lu Xun's house to try."

Fang Changan finished speaking in one breath and paused, "He sold beans for sale. He had just sold beans and came back. He was going to settle the score with Shuangxi, who was stealing beans. Maybe it was just a few words. After knowing that it was Lu Xun who ate it, he praised it and said that it was good food and had a vision. He picked it and sent it to Lu Xun's house."

"If this article was also selected in the textbook, the teacher would probably interpret it as this June 1st year old man with kindness, but I think..."

He hesitated and said, "My dear, perhaps, really heard Lu Xun praise his beans for their deliciousness and were very happy, so he didn't pursue them and took the initiative to send beans. Maybe... he didn't dare to be angry, so no matter what Lu Xun said, he would praise Lu Xun and then took the initiative to send beans to Lu Xun's house."

Fang Chang'an looked at Peng Shuyu, "Because Lu Xun is a young master, his family is very rich and he is different from other children, so he can study. When he comes, everyone will treat him."

"Just like in "Hometown", Runtu calls him "Master" when he grows up."

"If the old era continues, Shuangxi Afa, who invited Lu Xun to eat beans, grow up and wants to sell beans to support his family. Lu Xun's children come here, have children treat them, and steal their own beans. They still have to praise Lu Xun's children. People who have studied are good at learning, have vision, and eat well!"

"Then I picked the beans myself and sent them to Lu Xun's house, and asked the master and wife to taste them."

In the living room in the afternoon of early autumn, the young boy still looked young and fell into silence after he finished speaking. Peng Shuyu looked at the young and young boy in front of him for a long time and couldn't speak.

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Chapter completed!