Chapter 5839 Master Ye

"The sky and earth are dark yellow, the universe is vast and wild, the sun and the moon wax and wane, the stars are in a row, cold and hot come and go, autumn harvests and winter stores, leap years become years, the rhythm adjusts the sun, clouds rise and rain

, dew turns into frost..." It was early in the morning, in a shabby but clean bamboo house, the voice of the child reading in the house was catchy and crisp, the warm sunlight poured in from the window, dyeing the bamboo house golden.

In the bamboo house, there were about dozens of children sitting upright, each holding a book in their hands, reciting with their heads shaking.

Obviously, this was a private school, and these children were the children who came to be enlightened.

At the front of the private school, there was a weathered wooden table, three of the four legs of which were cracked, but they had long been wrapped with layers of oilcloth, so they still stood stubbornly.

At the end of the wooden table, there was a young figure sitting upright, also with his eyes closed, his face calm, as if listening to the children reading.

This is a young man who looks only in his twenties. Although he is young, he exudes a bookish atmosphere.

Although he has his eyes closed, his skin is very fair and his face is quite handsome.

The white shirt he wears is very old and has been washed white, but it is clean and tidy.

He just leans on a chair, holding a ruler in his hand, listening to the children reading.

Such a scene, against the backdrop of the sun, has a sense of peace and tranquility.

"Li Erdan, you are secretly reading a few less sentences again."

"Bai Guang, you hold the book upside down after reading for so long."

"Zhang Tiegen, you are not allowed to whisper while reading. You are itching again."

...

After the morning reading, the young man's voice with a hint of warmth but seriousness sounded. He stood up from the chair and walked past the desks in front. With each sentence he opened, the ruler in his hand would hit the palm of each child's hand lightly or heavily.

The children who were hit grimaced one by one, of course, it was not really painful, but more of embarrassment.

The young man walked around the private school. He was tall but thin. His steps were neither fast nor slow. His eyes were always closed, but he walked very steadily. It seemed that he knew everything in the private school.

"Okay, morning reading is over. Now let's start the formal class."

"Everyone stand up!"

A chubby little boy immediately spoke loudly, and then dozens of children stood up in unison, looking funny and cute, but solemnly saluting the young man, and respectful voices rang out in unison.

"Hello, Master Ye!"

"Sit down."

The young man, Master Ye, replied immediately. At this moment, he still walked back to the wooden table. His eyes, which had been closed all the time, finally opened slowly.

A pair of bright eyes with a hint of brilliance appeared, and there was a calm, warm and powerful feeling in them.

Reading time is always boring, especially for a group of children.

So, when Master Ye finally said, "Today's class ends here."

A group of children cheered immediately!

"Wow! Class is over!"

"I want to eat!"

"I'm so hungry!"

Dozens of children made happy noises, and ran out of the private school like little tigers, but they did not forget to wave to Master Ye while running.

"Goodbye, Master Ye."

"Goodbye, Master Ye."

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The crisp children's voices, mixed with happy laughter, echoed in the bamboo house, which made people feel so beautiful.

Finally, Master Ye was the only one left in the bamboo house. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. After watching the children leave, he began to pack up the textbooks on the table.

He gently put each book away, smoothed it, and finally took it in his hand. After scanning the bamboo house, he was the last one to leave.

He seemed to have repeated this action too many days and nights, and it had already become an instinct.

After walking out of the bamboo house, he was greeted by a warm breeze, which blew his hair and made his fair face more brilliant in the sun.

He walked slowly along the path in front of the bamboo house.

At the end of the path, a village with smoke rising from cooking fires can be vaguely seen.

"Hello, Master Ye."

"Master Ye, please take care of my puppy!"

"Master Ye, come to our house for dinner!"

"Master Ye..."

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Along the country road, Master Ye walked slowly. From time to time, various simple greetings rang out in the fields on both sides, coming from honest but cheerful faces.

They looked at Master Ye one by one with a hint of respect and gratitude.

Master Ye responded with a smile as he walked.

Gradually, the village was completely revealed. It was not too big, but there were nearly a hundred families located everywhere.

It was dinner time. At this time, every household held a bowl of rice and went from door to door, chatting about family matters and laughing happily.

When they saw Master Ye coming, their smiles became even bigger.

Many people followed and hurried back to their homes, and then hurried out again. When they came out again, they were already holding a lot of food in their hands, and they hurriedly gave it to Master Ye.

"Master Ye, this is the small green vegetables that my family just cut today. They are juicy and sweet. Take some back and try them."

"This is the green pepper in my family. If it is fried with bean curd, it is delicious!"

"Master Ye, this red radish is crispy and sweet!"

"Master Ye, this is a batch of bacon left over from the New Year in my family. I specially reserved a piece for you. Please accept it quickly."

Enthusiastic voices continued to ring out, and every household took out their own vegetables and food and gave them to Master Ye.

Master Ye smiled and refused to accept them, but in the end he could not resist the enthusiasm of the villagers and accepted a lot.

"Thank you all for your kindness."

Finally, Master Ye clasped his fists and bowed slightly to all the villagers, and then he walked away slowly with his things under the smiling eyes of all the villagers.

After Master Ye was left with only his back, the villagers continued to eat. However, looking at Master Ye's back, in addition to gratitude, they also slowly sighed and sighed.

"Master Ye, what a good person!"

"Yes, if there was no Master Ye, how could our children read and write?"

"These days, only by reading and writing, and passing the citizenship exam in the future, can we have the opportunity to leave our broken place and become a superior person." "

If Master Ye hadn't insisted on staying and couldn't bear to leave our children, I'm afraid he would have gone to the town long ago."

"It's a pity that such a good Master Ye has a blind wife who is paralyzed in bed and needs his care."

"Alas..."

At the easternmost end of the village, there is a simple blue-tiled house, just like a muddy country road. At this moment, Master Ye is walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

This blue-tiled house is Master Ye's home.

Master Ye opened the shabby door with familiarity and walked in. The

furnishings in the room were simple, with only a table, two stools, and a shabby bed.

Although it was simple and shabby, it was also clean and tidy.

"Yan'er, I'm back."

Master Ye walked into the room and said with a faint smile, his voice was as gentle as ever.

As he spoke, it seemed that a woman on the bed was slowly sitting up and speaking gently.

"Husband."

This woman was Master Ye's wife, named Yan'er.

"Today, the villagers gave me a lot of delicious food again. I will cook for you now."

Shaking the food in his hand, Master Ye seemed very happy.

On the bed, Yan'er sat gently with a smile. She was blind and could not see her husband, but at this moment she still looked in the direction of her husband.

Although the light was dim, her eyes were empty and blank, without the slightest agility, but it could still be distinguished that they were a pair of eyes like sapphires without a trace of impurities.