Chapter 4 Mencius said: "I am good at cultivating my awe-inspiring Qi." This Qi is contained in the ordinary and is blocked between heaven and earth. The sound of Ji Song's reading came from the dim room. There was a unique and harmonious atmosphere between the ups and downs.
After Ji Song finished cleaning up the kitchen, she was about to go back to her room to rest. When she passed by Ji Song's room, she heard her son reading aloud and smiled happily.
Although his father left, leaving them orphaned and widowed, his son was filial and extremely of how she had never forgotten her son's memory and mastered it as soon as he taught her how to read and write, she thought that no matter how hard it was in this life, it would still be worth it.
Not daring to disturb his son's reading, he tiptoed back to his room. When he closed the door, he didn't forget to listen to his son's reading for a while.
"Ah!"
Ji Song rubbed his sore eyes and looked at the two semi-conical bamboo funnels next to him. When the sand inside had stopped flowing out, he knew that he had been reading for at least two hours.
This is a simple hourglass Ji Song made to measure time. One flip is an hour. He remembers flipping it once in the middle.
In fact, in the past few years, the most difficult thing for Ji Song was the first half of the night. He had been a night owl for a long time in his previous life, and he could not change this problem first, Ji's mother kept urging him, but as time passed and he was not sluggish the next day, she stopped caring about him.
There was no entertainment in ancient times. As soon as it got dark, everyone would go to bed to save lamp Ji Song can’t!When had he ever gone to bed so early? Before that, this was the beginning of nightlife.
I had no choice but to read. This was the only thing I could do without being I was studying in my previous life, I didn’t ask for deep explanations. In addition, the pace of life was fast, so there was no time to calm down and read!
Now that I can calm down and read, I realize what kind of reading I used to do. It was just reading at most. Only when I truly calm down can I understand the spiritual world of the ancients and understand the joys, sorrows, joys, and feelings of the ancients!Since taking away all the things his mother could teach, Ji Song has become more free to study. As long as he completes his homework every day, he will no longer be forced to study.
Looking at the volume of "Mencius" in his hand and the "Book of Mountains and Seas" next to it, Ji Song looked to my mother, "Mencius" was passed down from my father's family, but my grandfather passed away early, and my father passed away before he could complete his elementary education.
"The Book of Mountains and Seas" I heard from my mother that my father saved a Taoist priest in the past. The Taoist priest wanted to repay his kindness, but he had nothing to gain. After searching all over his body, he only found this book made of an unknown animal skin, so he gave it to him. Father.
As for the book written in the Jinbo Book, it was given to Ji Song by his mother the year before Song looked around and saw that except for one article about Taoist guidance techniques, the rest were all ancient records. Some of them were so cloudy and foggy that Ji Song could only see them, so he had no choice but to keep them sealed.
However, with this volume of books, Ji Song can push all the things that he cannot explain to the brocade silk, which has nearly a hundred thousand small characters on it.
Although Father Ji couldn't understand it, he knew how precious this book was, so he kept it carefully.
Finally, when my mother and I were born, my mother passed on the teachings on my his mother also said she couldn't understand and asked him to explore on his for how my mother became literate and married her father, an illiterate warrior, this is a mystery.
He turned on the lamp, squeezed his shoes and went to the bed to lie down. Maybe he was tired from studying, but after a while Ji Song started to snore slightly.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
When the first rooster crow sounded, Ji Song suddenly opened his eyes and looked out the slightly bright window. Ji Song started to get up and wash up.
"Song'er, go wash your face quickly, dinner will be served soon."
Ji Song stopped waving his fist, wiped the smelly sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and said, "Okay!" He ran to the well, fetched a bucket of well water, started to wash up, and then went to the room to change. I put on my clothes and came to the lobby where the food was already laid out.
Although his father is gone, he has not lost the skills that his father taught him. I heard from his father that his talent is not very good, and without the expensive medicinal materials to build the foundation, his achievements will not be too high.
Although Ji Song was a little disappointed, he was not discouraged. As the saying goes, hard work can make up for weakness. Although he cannot be like his father who can deal with dozens or twenty big men, as long as he practices diligently, when he grows up, it will not be a problem to deal with five or six people.
However, after practicing the Taoist Guidance Technique, Ji Song clearly felt that his qualifications were constantly improving. Although the amplitude was not large, the improvement continued. With such an effect, Ji Song listed the Guidance Technique as It is a daily compulsory course. Fortunately, this guidance technique can only be practiced for half an hour before and after sunrise every day according to the breathing method above. Practicing it during the rest of the time has no effect.
Father Ji only taught Ji Song for three years. He taught Ji Song everything that should be taught and told Ji Song everything that could not be taught. Ji Song kept these in mind.
Practicing martial arts can not only strengthen the body and prevent illness, but also every time I practice, my father seems to be watching from the side, so that I dare not slack off at all.
After eating, Ji Song suddenly remembered that the rhubarb had not been fed yet, so he brought the steamed cake that he had not finished eating, soaked it in water, and went to the backyard. "Woof! Woof!"
As soon as I came in, I heard Dahuang whimpering, as if he was accusing himself of how unreliable his master was.
"Okay, okay! Eat quickly!"
Ji Song stroked Dahuang's head in a funny way, lowered his head and checked Dahuang's hind legs. No problem was found, and Dahuang's spirit was obviously better than yesterday, so he felt relieved.
When I came to the front yard, I saw my mother talking to someone. When I walked in, I found out that it was my father's brother from the army.
"Sister-in-law! Yesterday was Brother Wu's memorial day. I wanted to go to the mountains to hunt some wild animals. Unexpectedly, I was unlucky. There was nothing harvested by dark. I wanted to come back, but I found this deer. It would be too late. I didn't dare to disturb you. I packed it up this morning and sent it over so that I could replenish it for the child."
As he spoke, he moved his hill-like body away, revealing a deer that had been deer don't have much meat to begin with, so they don't look big.
"Da Shan, how can this be done? You still have three children at home! I can't accept this!"
The mother refused without thinking.
Life is difficult for everyone these days. My husband saved Dashan’s life on the battlefield. Ever since her husband left, Dashan has come to pay homage to her husband every year on his birthday. I was still wondering yesterday!Unexpectedly, this weakling didn't come back last night just because of this matter.
"Sister-in-law, Brother Wu saved my life. This deer is nothing. It doesn't matter if it takes my life. It's a pity that Brother Wu and I got separated back then. Otherwise, oh!"
"But."
"Mom! Since it's Uncle Dashan's intention for dad, don't refuse. Otherwise, Uncle Dashan will definitely feel uncomfortable. Don't embarrass Uncle Dashan."
Seeing that such a stalemate was not a problem, Ji Song spoke.
"Look, my nephew is still an uncle. He deserves to be a scholar, but he is a little thin. It will be difficult to find a mother-in-law in the future. Okay, I will go back first. Sister-in-law, if you need anything, just say hello to me, and I will definitely help you. It was done properly.”
When Ji Dashan heard Ji Song's words, his eyes lit up and he saying that, he turned around and left, as if something was really urgent.
"Uncle Dashan"
Ji Song was about to call him, but he didn't expect him to run mother and son looked at each other, looking a little worried at the deer in front of them. In the end, they spent a lot of effort to carry the deer into the house.
"Song'er, you go and play! After my mother has packed up this deer, you can send some to your father's former subordinates. Winter is about to enter, and the harvest this year is not good. How can we live like this? !”
Then he ignored Ji Song and went to clean up the deer. Ji Song originally wanted to go in and help, but Ji's mother, who was usually very talkative, was very stubborn on this matter, saying that a gentleman is far away from the kitchen.
Ji Song wanted to tell his mother that there was another sentence before this sentence, but looking at his mother's wary eyes, he wisely closed his mouth! I went back to my room and read for a while, but finally I couldn't stand it anymore, so I picked up the simple fishing rod I made and prepared to go out to catch fish.
"Mom, I went fishing"
"I know, come back early before it's too late!"
"understood."
Ji Song agreed, walked out of the door and walked towards the creek not far away.
(End of this chapter)