Of course, Chen Cheng is not among the sour scholars. He is not only gifted in reading, but also able to teach students.

After his official career was hopeless, in addition to writing papers with a few like-minded friends, he kept reading books, so he accumulated a variety of knowledge. When he thought about it, he could just pick it up and insert it into the class content without difficulty.

But for the students, it's very difficult for such a teacher to let them remember their notes, because the teacher finished his speech with great interest. When he turned around, he couldn't remember what he had just said clearly.

I can't help it. In today's schools, almost every student's progress is not the same, and the content of learning is also different. It's too difficult for teachers to remember the knowledge points they expand casually.

Chen Fu Zi looked at them both becoming a little scratching their ears and gills. He couldn't help laughing. He put down his steps and tapped their table with a ruler in his hand: "where are your notes?"

An Chang was shocked at that time.

It's not that Chen Fu Zi is too strict with them at ordinary times, but that he didn't study hard. When he was feeling guilty, he was suddenly knocked down by him. It's just like a mouse bumping into a cat head-on.

An Chang squeezed out a smile: "master, we, we are just a little..."

Without waiting for him to come up with any reason, Lu Ming stood up first.

"Master, I'm not good. I didn't do my homework well yesterday and I lost my mind when I listened to the lecture today."

When he said that, he consciously spread his hand up and put it in front of Chen.

Lu Ming, as an excellent student, has never been punished. He has been beaten by a ruler in the palm of his hand, but he has also seen other students punished. Chen Fu Zi is very measured and never lays heavy hands on them. After all, the students are young, so it's not good to break their palms.

Chen Fu Zi pressed down Lu Ming's palm.

"Well, if you know what's wrong, you can correct it. Am I some unreasonable person? Since you came to me, you have always been diligent in your study. Sometimes you are not in shape for a day or two, which is not a big deal. But now that you know you are wrong, you have to correct it right away, you know? "

Lu Ming nodded heavily.

An Chang looked at it and quickly nodded his head.

Chen Fuzi took the notes written by the two of them from memory and checked them. After looking around, he found out a mistake. He picked up Lu Ming's pen and corrected it for him.

"You don't remember right here. The definition of this word is not its original meaning. It's put here and it says..."

Chen changed this part and handed it back to the two of them: "you've memorized the following passage clearly. Do you want me to say it again?"

If master is not angry, it would be better if he is willing to say it again!

Chen Fu Zi stood beside him and told them again. This time, Lu Ming's notes were completely recorded. His writing speed was not fast enough. He could only listen to Chen Fu Zi's lecture attentively. After making up his mind, he asked Lu Ming to take notes.

In the future, we should be optimistic about Lu Ming. We must not let him wander any more. Otherwise, it will affect two people!

Lu Shao slept at home all morning and woke up at lunch.

At this time, Qujiang just rushed home soon. Qujiang was an old man. He was afraid that there was another mystery in the letter sent by Shi Xiaorui. He made up his mind to do as she said. When he came back, he didn't speed up. It was just in the morning.

He is a big man who is used to sleeping in the open, and doesn't pay much attention to hygiene. He sits in the lobby and bakes on fire, with dust in his hair all the way.

The journey consumed a lot. When he came back, he was stuck in the middle of breakfast and lunch. Shi Xiaorui was not at home. No one in the family had the heart to play tricks. Of course, there was no snack to eat. Qujiang was so hungry that he went to the kitchen and turned out two long and thin sweet potatoes, which were buried in a charcoal basin and baked.

Although roasted sweet potato is also very fragrant, it's a bit like I haven't eaten it for a long time, but it's still not as delicate as home snacks.

Qujiang finished eating two sweet potatoes and squinted.

When Lu Shao didn't come back, he was nervous and the atmosphere at home was tense.

At this moment, he has asked Xinmeng. The night Lu Shao came back, he has found the clue of Shi Xiaorui.

I can't do without admiration.

At that time, Lu Shao was chosen because of his vision. However, Lu Shao's ability was too big for his small escort agency.

Looking at it now, Lu Shao's ability to be the head of an escort agency is really overqualified. Even if he has a wound on his face, he doesn't pay attention to it when he joins the army. I'm afraid he's worried about his family and won't leave. Otherwise, he really wants to see what kind of world he can break into.

However, Qujiang doesn't think Lu Shao is so bad. Everyone has his own way of life. Gentle village is not necessarily a hero's tomb. It's a kind of happiness to be able to live with his family in peace.

When he was young, he was conceited of military power and looked at the sky from a well. He thought that he had a great future. He wanted to go out and run for a future regardless of his family's dissuasion. As a result, he achieved nothing after a few years. When he returned to his hometown, his parents died in old age, and his wife died of grief and illness, leaving only one daughter. That's why he was particularly pampered by his wife's only daughter, which made her sick.

In my life, being a son, a husband and a father is not qualified.

Fortunately, Lu Ming is not like his daughter, and Lu Shao and Shi Xiaorui are better parents than him. Both children are well taught by them.

Shi Xiaorui, please come back safely.

Shi Xiaorui, who was recited by Qujiang, sneezed a lot.

Breeze worried about the room window open gap and closed a little: "doctor Shi, should not be a cold?"

Mingyue looks at Shi Xiaorui's face: "doctor Shi, would you like to add another dress?"

Shi Xiaorui quickly refused: "no, the room itself is warmer than the outside. Now there are still charcoal pots and hand stoves. You can't freeze mine. You can rest assured."

Think about Shi Xiaorui himself is a doctor, certainly will not hide his illness, two people put down the heart.

When Shi Xiaorui is usually at home, although there is often no one coming to the hospital, and there are some Shanxia helpers at home, who act as agents for most of the housework, they still feel that they have a lot of things to do every day, and they are busy with their own arrangements.

As a result, once she was robbed, she had to take care of the patient at a fixed point every day, and she had to find a way to chat with the patient and his subordinates, so as to increase her feelings. What she was supposed to do became more and more.

However, she still felt that there was nothing to do every day,