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This hatred, I took it down!

There are two other clones of gloat!Wait for me to gain the Tao in one day, it will look good with you!

"Never forget?"

Fang Zhongyong looked a little surprised, and his right hand subconsciously forced it into a fist.

Although not forgetting is an essential skill for many geniuses, Fangjia Village is just a small village.Counting thirty years ago, it was only a genius boy who had never forgotten himself, but he died halfway.

He didn't think it was Ye Nan, who had grown up under his eyelids, lying to him, and patted him on the shoulder.

"You come with me."

This bamboo house is a school for half-old children and teenagers in the village, but it is also a small part of Fang Zhongyong's land deed.

Although compared to the expectations of many big people, only the fame of the talent level is ruined.But in a small village like Fangjiacun, a talented person is the top man!If one comes out, even the neighboring village must be in awe of three points!

Ye Nan followed him to the Sanjin small courtyard behind the bamboo house, where he usually reads and writes, with a faint fragrance of ink.

A few miles away, there are three acres of land in the distance.At this time, it was the beginning of summer, and the lush green seedlings pulled out of the land were cultivated by Fang Zhongyong himself.

Xiucai farming, talking about things that would make people laugh generous, but Fang Zhongyong did not take it seriously.

Compared to the countless ridicules and blows he received before falling from the sky to the ground, what is it to be just farming?

Taking Ye Nan into the room, Fang Zhongyong wanted to take out a copy of the Analects from the bookshelf.

But he hesitated for a moment, looked back at Ye Nan, moved a few steps away, and opened a precious sandalwood box. With both hands, he took out a somewhat old book of "The Analects" from it.

He gently placed the book on the stone table outside, and the stone table trembled, and then asked Ye Nan to sit down at the stone table, point to the words on the book, and read word by word.

"Zi said: Learn to learn from time to time, don't you say it? It's not fun to have friends from afar? People don't know but don't be surprised, not a gentleman..."

He finished reading the entire Xue Er chapter in one breath, and his righteous voice was heard in Ye Nan's ears, just like an old tree taking root and lingering no longer.

Facing Fang Zhongyong's expectant gaze, Ye Nan began to recite, a childlike voice, crisp and loud.

"Zi said: Learn to learn from time to time, not to mention..."

From the beginning to the end, when Ye Nan finished reading "Zi said: Don't suffer from people's knowledge, and suffer from unknown people." Fang Zhongyong couldn't help but laugh three times with his palm.

"Good, good! It's really unforgettable!"

He clearly remembered that he had never taught Ye Nanxue.The enlightenment of all Fangjiacun children starts with "Thousand Characters" when they are five or six years old.

His expression was so excited that even the beard on his chin was curled up and he said loudly.

"Ye Nan, would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

"Mr,"

At this time, the actor Ye Nan possessed his body, showing the ignorance and innocence of a kid.

"Does it mean to worship you as a teacher, just like Kong Sheng and his seventy-two disciples?"

"Exactly."

Fang Zhongyong stroked his beard, restrained his tumultuous mood, and wanted to maintain his compulsion in front of future disciples.

"Although I'm just a talented person, I can't be your true teacher, but being a teacher is enough! If you don't live up to my expectations within seven years, I will give up this old face and find you A good master, don't let you follow in my footsteps!"

Plan to pass!

The reason why he wanted to reincarnate to this small Fangjia Village instead of getting into the belly of a certain big Confucian official's wife was originally planned by Ye Nan.

With the resources of the great Confucian officials and Ye Nan's talent, the cultivation base will definitely be able to jump up in a short period of time, and maybe even become the'sage' of this world at the age of twenty.

Although such a "sage" is very powerful in this world, it is not the strongest, and it is not regarded by Ye Nan.

After all, the world of Confucianism and Taoism.The so-called:

The sky will come down to the people of Sri Lanka. He must first suffer from his mind, his muscles and bones, his body is hungry, his body is empty, and his behavior is disturbed.

He has a feeling-going with the wind and the water, it is impossible for'Destiny is in me' to become the strongest, and there will be a lot of things missing.

Only by becoming the protagonist and going through the nine-nine-nine-eighty-one difficulties like the Tang Seng, can he finally cultivate the right result.

Ye Nan's body carries a secret in itself, and the enemy is very powerful.

Fang Zhongyong, who has been secretly calculated, also has enemies.

His good friend, a high-ranking official surnamed Wang, also had a huge problem later.

So after choosing this body, there is no shortage of enemies and difficulties.From the bottom of the peasant origin, step by step to the peak, a proper protagonist template!

Therefore, facing Fang Zhongyong's olive branch, Ye Nan said nothing, bowed his head, knocked his head three times, and then couldn't afford to grab the ground with his head.

"Student Ye Nan, see the teacher!"

"Great good!"

Fang Zhongyong shouted with joy, clanging like a sword, and lifted Ye Nan from the ground.

"After you go back, let your uncle get ready for repairs. I will notify Lizheng and the village elder, and then write to two friends. Then, on a lucky day, I will pay a teacher's gift!"

Of course, Fang Zhongyong's sculptural repairs could not have been a heavy apprenticeship after various distortions.

The formal repair at this time is ten jerky.Even poor people can squeeze out their efforts.

It really doesn't work, but you can reduce the number of points.

Ye Nan's father didn't know who it was, only the surname Ye.The mother suffered heavy bleeding after giving birth and did not survive.It was brought up by his uncle and aunt.

What's even more cheating is that, except for the two names of Ye Nan for the male and Ye Nan for the female, his mother did not leave anything behind, let alone a jade pendant or longevity lock as a token of identity.

When Ye Nan and his uncle Fang Hu said that Fang Zhongyong wanted to accept him as a disciple, Fang Hu was shocked.

Chapter 474 has a cousin in the family, who is still young (repair)

"Feifei, what you said is true?"

You can tell from the name that Fang Hu is from an Orion family, and of course he is also an Orion.Although one-handed archery cannot be considered supernatural, it is very accurate and can often bring some prey home.

After confirming that Ye Nan was right, he lifted him up with one hand in surprise, let Ye Nan sit on his arm, and laughed.

"Unexpectedly, I will have a scholar in my home!"

Ye Nan:...

This uncle treats him well, but this village likes to give people a nickname, and the custom of having to take a base name to feed him is too bad.

What the hell is Fatty!This is just the fullness of a child, not puffiness!

Fang Hu's laughter soon attracted his wife and daughter.

The little man held in his wife's arms was sleepy, Fang Hu's wife Lin Hong stretched out her hand and twisted it hard on Fang Hu's waist.

"Dead man! The nun was awakened by you just as soon as she fell asleep!"

As mentioned earlier, before Ye Nan was born, he decided on two names.One is Ye Nan and the other is Ye Nan.

The name Fang Hu was pretty good. He happened to give birth to a daughter, so he named Fang Nan, two years younger than Ye Nan.

Fang Nan, who was still a little sleepy on his face, saw Ye Nan actually sitting on Fang Hu's arm, and his eyes lit up.

"Daddy, I want too!"

She pouted her mouth and stretched out her hand towards Fang Hu. The lovely appearance of the rounded little face that was flushed with white made Fang Hu's heart melt.

"Well, Daddy also hugs her daughter!"

Fang Hu stretched out his left hand, and also placed Fang Nun on his arm.His current appearance is like a female monkey with a little monkey, making Lin Hong laugh out loud with a'pouch'.

She asked about Fang Hu's laugh just now.

"Master, what made you so happy just now."

"Yes, sir!"

Although Fangjia Village has many surnamed Fang, only one can be called a husband.

"Mr. said he wants to harvest fertilizer as his disciple!"

"what?"

Hearing this news, Lin Hong was also startled and turned to look at Ye Nan.

"Mr. actually wants to harvest fat as a disciple, this is a great thing!"

Ye Nan: Can we stop mentioning the word fertilizer?

Fang Hu said excitedly.

"Stew the pheasant that I beat back yesterday, to make up for the fat! Reading is a hard work. Don't let the fat tired out!"

"Hey!"

Lin Hong responded and turned to the kitchen.Fang Nan's saliva rushed down there.

Xiao Cong knew that the chicken was stewed for his brother, so he cried to Ye Nan Dao next to him.

"Guo Guo, I want to eat chicken legs!"

"Okay, eat chicken drumsticks!"

Ye Nan leaned forward and rubbed his sister's little face with his hand, but Fang Hu was startled, and he quickly put the two little ancestors down.

At the same time, he also wondered in his heart: What needs to be done for Mr. Fatibei as a teacher?He is a hunter, he doesn't understand the things of scholars!

At noon, he was caught by Fang Hu from the mountain, originally intending to stew the beautiful pheasant that Fang Nan kept.

The little guy didn't know it was his own toy that turned into food. He swallowed his saliva and stared straight at the big bowl of chicken soup, making Fang Hu and Lin Hong amused.

Lin Hong reached out and took the bowl, serving Ye Nan and Fang Nan each with a bowl of chicken soup, each with a chicken leg inside.

Ye Nan could take it and eat it by himself. Fang Nan was still young, and Lin Hong tore the chicken legs to pieces and fed them to her mouth.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and it was the village chief who came.

"How about eating?"

Wading across the yard, with his hands behind him, the village took a look into the house, and squeezed Fang Hu away, grabbed his seat and picked up his bowl.

"Go to Sheng by yourself!"

"Hey!"

Fang Hu was busy giving up his position.

This is not to say that the evil forces in the village are oppressing the good villagers, because the village is Fang Hu's father.

Seeing Mura Masa, Fang Nan tried to swallow the chicken in his mouth, sweet, or even a bit salty shouting.

"Yeah!"

"Hey!"

Hearing the yelling of his granddaughter, Murata's old face immediately burst into laughter.

"Grandpa."

"Ok."

But when Ye Nan waited, he just replied indifferently.

Ye Nan: This is a proper patriarchal patriotism!

The old Fang family has always been like this.It is said that Fang Hu and his brother Fang Bai, when they were young, did not hit the house for three days, and Fang Laocun got used to it.

This also caused Fang Hu to be as frightened as his son, for fear that the fresh-remembered cane would fall on him again.

"Father, why are you here?"

Lin Hong served Fang Hu another bowl of rice, and he shrank and sat on the last side of the table.

Lao Cun was eating the chicken slowly and glared at Fang Hu.

"Fatty wants to worship Mr. Master for such a big thing, can I not come? And I won't tell you how this scholar is going to be a teacher, don't you know how to write anything except your name?"

"Actually I can still write a few words..."

"Ok?"