This is just a joke with the students. Lu Zhizi did prepare gifts for them. She asked Ao Muyang for help and then organized a school opening event for the sixth-grade freshmen, which is an autumn outing.

"... It's September, and the order is three autumns..." Lu Zhizi's voice sounded.

The students shouted in unison: "It is September, and the order is three autumns..."

"The water is gone and the cold pond is clear, the smoke is condensed and the evening mountains are purple..."

Yang Shizi shouted helplessly: "Teacher Lu, aren't we here for an autumn outing? Why do we start learning ancient poems as soon as we go up the mountain? And this ancient poem is so difficult, why is it so long?!"

Ao Muyang smiled and said, "Silly child, this is not an ancient poem. This is parallel prose, one of the most brilliant cultures in Chinese history, and the most gorgeous article."

"Where is it biased? I sound quite symmetrical." Yang Shizi said in wonder.

Ao Xiaomi said: "Mom, you are really uneducated. This is parallel prose, not partial prose."

Yang Shizi glanced at him sideways and said, "Hey, millet cake, Ao Xiaoniu and the others are no longer in school. They have gone to the town. The distance water cannot quench their near thirst. I will beat you up and they can't help you."

Ao Xiaomi said: "Brother Lion is so educated. This sentence is so good to say that it cannot quench the near thirst."

The hatred between Longtou Village and Wangjia Village lasted for hundreds of years, but it had nothing to do with children. Only when they were older did they begin to learn to be hostile to each other.

Now, the child has no overnight revenge.

"I am like a stalker on the road, visit the scenery in Chong'a. I am here to go to Changzhou of the Emperor's son and get the old house of the immortals." Lu Zhizi's crisp voice sounded up and down.

"The mountains are towering green, and the sky is rising above; the flying pavilion flows and the elixir is approaching without land. The Heting Fuzhu is lingering on the islands; the Guidian Lan Palace is the body of the hills!"

She stood on a rock and read slowly, word by word. The early autumn mountain wind blew her clothes, her hair fluttered, and the crisp sound of poetry was also fluttering.

The children in the countryside looked up at her, with neat and gorgeous poems entering their ears through her voice. Although they did not understand what these words mean, they began to feel the charm of Chinese culture.

Lu Zhizi did not persuade the students to follow her, so she walked slowly while chanting. Some students thought it was nice and they started to read, and then all the students began to follow her.

Ao Muyang couldn't help but recite it. This was one of his favorite ancient essays. In his heart, Li Bai was the strongest poet in Chinese history, but this "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" was the first one in his heart.

The high temperature weather that lasted for nearly four months finally began to decline. The autumn tiger in September is still fierce, but it is very different from summer.

The sea breeze and mountain breeze in summer are both hot. At this time, just don’t stay under the scorching sun, such as in the shadows of mountains and rocks or in the shade of trees, you will feel much more comfortable.

The sea breeze is flying, the howling sky is.

The sky in autumn is very blue, with strong wind blowing, and the clouds are gone, and only a crystal-like sky hanging above the earth.

While resting, Ao Muyang sat on the mountain overlooking the sea outside the fishing village.

After a year of seaweed treatment, the waters outside the village are so clean. The autumn morning sun shines on the sea surface, and the waves are full of light, like golden pieces.

Fishing boats were slowly sailing on the sea. These fishing boats had been improved and turned into sightseeing boats. Whales, dolphins and porpoises were surging underwater, and tourists were yelling excitedly.

Looking from a distance, a bigger and faster boat is the real fishing boat.

During the break, Ao Muyang took out some delicious snacks and distributed them to the children.

During this autumn outing, students only need to follow the team up the mountain, and Lu Zhizi is responsible for the rest of their food and drink.

Of course, Ao Muyang is the man behind Teacher Lu, he is responsible for it.

The snacks he brought this time were all sent back by Lu Zhizi through his foreign classmates, all kinds of delicious chocolates and other small things. The children were rushing to eat them so happy.

While resting, Ao Xiaomi and Yang Shizi started arguing again.

Lu Zhizi turned around leisurely and said, "What, are you going to fight me? Are you still the sixth-grade master in your eyes?"

Yang Shizi said disdainfully: "Fight? Will he resist the beating?"

Ao Xiaomi pointed at him angrily and said, "Hey, Yang Shizi, don't go too far, I'm not afraid of you."

Yang Shizi waved and said, "If you are not afraid of me, then you can hit me."

Ao Xiaomi hummed and said, "Fighting is the way of barbarians, civilized people do not fight."

Yang Shizi smiled and said, "You are just timid, you sissy, Ao Xiaoniu is still a man in your village."

When Ao Xiaomi heard this, he was not angry but was overjoyed. He shouted to Ao Muyang: "Uncle Xiaoyang, Yang Shizi said that Ao Xiaoniu is still a man in our village, and the others are all sissy."

Yang Shizi was no longer arrogant. He looked at Ao Muyang nervously and said, "What I said is, it is about students, minors. I said you are a sissy, but I didn't say that your village is full of sissy."

Ao Muyang saved him, and the people in Wangjia Village usually talked about the young village chief in the neighboring village, so naturally mentioned his strong combat effectiveness. Yang Shizi was quite respectful of him.

Ao Muyang naturally looked down on such a small conflict with children. He hugged his hands behind his head and smiled: "I don't dare to quarrel with others in front of Teacher Lu. You dare to do this. You are so brave."

Yang Shizi said: "We are not arguing, we are arguing, yes, we are arguing."

Brother Ao said, "Yang Shizi, you coward, why are you cowards when facing our uncle Xiaoyang? You are still debating. I just watched you punch."

"I'm used to talking with my fists, can't I?" Yang Shizi was so angry that she was embarrassed.

Lu Zhizi said, "Okay, be quiet, what are you arguing about?"

Ao Xiaomi suddenly felt energetic. He raised his hand and said, "Teacher Lu, I discovered the golden stitch, which is a very, very precious Chinese medicinal material..."

"Don't brag anymore. You snatched this leaf from the general's mouth. Don't think I didn't see it." Yang Shizi interrupted him and said.

Ao Xiaomi shouted: "I saw the general eating golden stitch, so I grabbed it. This is a very precious Chinese medicinal herb."

Ao Muyang looked over and said that Ao Xiaomi was holding a small plant in her hand. The leaves of the plant were about the size of a baby's palm, with a light blue-brown color, wrinkled and curly growth, and the leaves were purple-red, with a special appearance.

Seeing this plant, he frowned in surprise: "Huh? Where did you find this?"

"In the general's mouth." Yang Shizi pointed at the general's mouth very actively.

The general's mouth was chewing, but when he saw someone pointing at him, he immediately lay down and stuffed his mouth under his claws and pressed it down. His little eyes were very frightened.

Ao Muyang rushed over immediately, and he pulled the general's mouth and clenched out: "Have you eaten chocolate? Dogs can't eat chocolate, where did you steal it?"

The general tried hard to shut up his mouth, but the dog's mouth couldn't resist his iron hand. Finally, Ao Muyang opened his mouth and snatched a sticky piece of chocolate.

The chocolate is fragrant and sweet. The general likes this taste very much, but Ao Muyang doesn't give it to it, because this thing damages the dog's kidney function. The damage cannot be seen when the dog is young, but when the dog is old, it will play a terrible role.
Chapter completed!