Time may heal all the grief in the heart, but it cannot erase the traces it left behind.It has been several months since Wen Rongfa passed away, and she has gradually gotten used to living alone.

In the ninth year of Zhengxi, Wen Yu was fourteen years old.

He has grown a little taller, and the original old clothes are too small to wear, and buying new clothes is a big expense.

The plain sackcloth on her body has been washed a little pale by Wen Yu, and there are a few patches here and there.

Thinking of the days ago when she took apart her childhood clothes and remade a new one, not to mention her red and swollen hands, but the sleeves of the clothes were big and small, and the crappy needlework made her unable to bear to take another look.

The Wen family didn't have a lot of money, and Wen Rongfa's wife left early, and he spent most of his life savings on his son's education, and suffered from many physical problems.He was supposed to be blessed, but his son died for no apparent reason.Wen Yu knew the poor conditions in her family, and after she came to Yongshui Village, she followed her father up the mountain to cut firewood, and never said that she was tired.

Wen Rongfa didn't let her do it at first, but later he let her go because he really couldn't wear her down.But the benefits are also obvious, Wen Yu's body is very healthy, almost never suffered from any illness, and her strength is also very strong, comparable to that of ordinary men.

There are a lot of books at home. When the family was driven out of Dongtai County, her father brought all the books with him.No matter how poor his family was, Wen Rongfa never thought of buying these books for money, even though these books were worth the family's annual expenses.

A few years ago, she would also flip through these books in her spare time. Although some of the ancient texts were obscure, there were annotations from her father's original reading in them, and it was not boring to read.

It can be seen that Rongfa's health is getting worse and worse. In the past two years, she has hardly had time, and most of the books are covered with a thin layer of dust.

Yongshui Village is located in the north, and the climate is relatively dry. This snowfall is also the heaviest in the past few years.

Wen Yu's house was an abandoned house in Yongshui Village, but fortunately it can be used after tidying up.

Maybe it was some random cheats that came with the time travel club. Wen Yu memorized things very quickly in this life, and it can even be said that she has a photographic memory.After discovering this incident, she sighed and sighed for a long time. If it had happened in her previous life, she would not have to memorize it so painfully.

Wen Xun is the mind of an adult, and from the eyes of ordinary people, he is precocious. At the age of four, he learned "Three Character Classics", "Hundred Surnames", and "Thousand Characters"; at the age of six, he had already learned "University", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "Book of Filial Piety", and even "The Analects of Confucius" have also learned more than half.

However, after coming to Yongshui Village, it is good for the family to have enough money to eat.

After the grandparents and grandson saved some savings, Wen Rongfa didn't think about letting him go to school.But the weather is not good, Wen Rong fell seriously ill, and couldn't do without others, and then the matter of going to the private school was delayed again and again.

Therefore, Wen Yu's studies have stagnated just like that. Fortunately, she has already recognized the characters here, and she has read the rest of the Four Books and Five Classics several times, memorizing every word and sentence, and with the professional blessing from her previous life, can also understand roughly.

The most important thing now is to earn enough tuition.

There are still three or four hundred wen in the family, but now she is the only one left, and she can live for more than a month just for food.Fortunately, Zhang Niu spoke good words to the manager of the Lin family, so that she could continue to send firewood to the Lin family, and even gave her a period of time.

In my previous life, I majored in Chinese language and literature as an undergraduate, and majored in ancient Chinese literature as a graduate student. After graduation, I took the civil service examination as a matter of course.

The knowledge of chemistry and biology in her mind was returned to the teacher as soon as she graduated from high school, not to mention the method of making soap, she even forgot the basic chemical equations.Apart from practicing good handwriting, she seems to have nothing left.

Wen Yu originally wanted to help people write letters and Spring Festival couplets, but the post station here has a special writing service, and at least a child must be a child, which is much more attractive than her unknown, and almost no one asks her to write.

She also went to several bookstores in the town to find a copying job, but after knowing that she had never even attended school, she was sent away without even letting her in.

Others time-traveled and thrived in ancient times, but she was still worrying about how to survive. She was really embarrassing to many time-traveling seniors.

Wen Yu caught a glimpse of worn-out shoes out of the corner of her eye, shrugged her shoulders, and smiled helplessly.Reading, reading costs money, really miss the modern nine-year compulsory education.

There is only one private school near Yongshui Village, and only one teacher teaches there. Schooling in this dynasty is very expensive, and the tuition fees are naturally not cheap.

Half a year's tuition fee requires two pennies or grains of the same price.The usual money is one thousand cash, but now her only source of income is selling firewood, and it is estimated that she will have to save for a year or so.

During this period of time, went up to the mountain to cut firewood at Wenyu Chen, and when came back about an hour later, started to study. studied for nearly ten hours a day, and it has been uninterrupted for several months. My understanding of the Four Books and Five Classics has also deepened.

Zhengxi ninth year, early summer.

Wen Yu took the firewood and walked to Lingchang County. On the way, she calculated the recent expenses and income, which was better than her expectation. In a few months, she would be able to collect the tuition fees for the private school.

"Hey, Raff in front, please give way to your car, it's blocking the road."

Wen Yu glanced behind her, and saw three or four carriages, very luxurious, with an eagle carved on the end of the axle, which was particularly eye-catching.The caravan was followed by servants at the front and rear.

She pulled the cart to the side and stood on the side of the road, waiting for the carriage team to pass.

The wind was a bit strong, and the window curtains of the second carriage were gently blown by the wind. Wen Yu and the people in the carriage looked at each other for a moment.

The imposing manner is really full, it doesn't look like the people here, Wen Yu turned his eyes sideways.

The carriage drifted away and soon left.

Could it be that some guests came to the Lin's mansion, why did it sound so lively.

"Brother Yu, wait a moment, wait a little longer before leaving."

Wen Zhen: "Uncle Zhang, could something have happened?"

Zhang Niu handed her a bowl of water: "Drink your saliva and rest here for a while, it's a coincidence that you came today. No, there are distinguished guests at home, and the outside is busy. You may run into them if you go out now.", I will inevitably be reprimanded, it is better to rest here for a while."

Zhang Niu took out a wooden stool from inside: "Sit here for a while, and I'll call you when they leave."

Wen Yu took it and put it under the shade of the tree, and cupped his hands at Zhang Niu: "Then thank you, Uncle Zhang."

Zhang Niu waved his hand: "I don't want to thank you, but having said that, this is just a coincidence. Well, it was the last time you came to deliver firewood years ago. After you left, it was only a stick of incense, and the master and nephew will be gone."coming."

"Well, Brother Yu, you sit here, I'll go to work first."

Wen Yu took out a book from the cloth bag hanging on the handle of the car, and leaned against the big tree, feeling extremely at ease.If it weren't for the tattered clothes, she would look like the owner of this place.

For a moment, forgot the time.

"What a coincidence, you are that person on the road." The voice was flat, with a slightly deep end, and a little carelessness.

Wen Yu slowly raised her head from the book, the stone blue dark purple cloud sleeve gown was somewhat familiar, and that face was that of the person in the carriage just now.

He looked very young, at most twenty years old, tall and tall, with sword eyebrows and thin lips, and a handsome face.Although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, it gave people a feeling that he was not approachable.

It's not that she can provoke people, Wen Yu put down the book in her hand, and raised her hand to the people who came, "Young Master, I am the woodcutter who came to deliver firewood."

"Woodman?" The visitor said with a smile, "You don't look like a woodcutter."

"My son was joking."

Zhang Niu's voice came from the backyard, interrupting the conversation between the two: "Brother Yu, you can go."

"Biao, Master Biao. The little one didn't see you just now, so I apologize to you."

Yuan Zhan: "It's nothing, I'm just walking around."

Zhang Niu swallowed: "Go slowly."

Wen Yu: "Uncle Zhang, I surprised you."

"Brother Yu, don't worry about it. It's nothing serious. It's just that Young Master Biao has a weird temper. It's getting late, you should go home quickly."

The episode that happened in the Lin Mansion flashed by.

If you want to say what is good in ancient times, it is probably the air.Wen Yu took a deep breath, biting a weed picked by the roadside in his mouth, and walked home slowly with the cart.

But there was a follow-up to this matter. It was a certain day in late March of the following year, when Zhang Niu returned to the village, he gave Wen Yu a bag of snacks.

Zhang Niu said that these snacks were rewarded by Mr. Lin, because Yuan Zhan, the cousin of the Lin family, was the number one scholar hand-picked by the Holy Majesty this year.Master Lin was very happy, the whole house was full of joy, and they held banquets for several days.

Zhuangyuan Lang, the young man who met Wen Yu once before, the 19-year-old Zhuangyuan Lang is indeed the proud son of heaven. heard that County Magistrate Lin’s daughter is still engaged to him, so it’s no wonder Magistrate Lin is so happyup.

But apart from getting a bag of snacks for nothing, it didn't concern her much.

It has been a full year since Wen Rongfa passed away.

At dawn, Wen Yu brought a bottle of good wine to the mountain where Wen Rongfa was buried, and talked a lot.After more than an hour, she knelt in front of the grave and kowtowed a few times before leaving.

The tuition fee will be enough in more than a month. After paying the fee and registering, she will have to ask Uncle Zhang to resign. She probably won't have time to chop firewood.

In the late December of the ninth year of Zhengxi, it will be the new year in a few days.

The money has been collected.

Ancient private schools didn’t have so-called winter and summer vacations, so didn’t want to waste any more time. On the 22nd, Wen Yu wore a long gown with minimal patches and a thick cotton padded jacket, and went to Ph.D.private school.

The only teacher in the Bocai private school is named Lu Yigui, who is now in his sixties, and others call him Master Lu.

Master Lu is not from Lingchang County, he moved to Lingchang a few years ago to teach.

Bocai School is close to Yongshui Village, but there is also a distance of six or seven miles.

When you get closer, you can vaguely hear the sound of reading.

Most of the children who went to private school for the first time were six or seven-year-old children, and they did not come to private school until they were fifteen, which was indeed a bit late.

The author has something to say:

Wen Yu: Save enough money to go to school, other people have nothing to do with me~

The future Yuan Zhan raised his eyebrows: Really?