The whole family travels through the book, the plot is broken but the characters are not

"Poem to Encourage Learning"?

Han Xigu was stunned. He had never heard of this poem before. Who was Yan Zhenqing? How many books did his uncle's family hide that he didn't know about?

In the past, Han Huaijin often showed him books, but it turned out that he had even better books hidden.

But just as he glared at Han Huaijin, he heard Han Huaijin say to Lu Yanyan: "Mom, this poem has a really good meaning, why haven't I heard of it?"

Lu Yanyan smiled and replied, "Knowledge is like the ocean, it's endless. There's so much you haven't heard of. Just learn more in the future."

"Okay, mother."

Han Xigu didn't know what to feel for a moment.

After the children had memorized the poem, Lu Yanyan taught them to recite the Three Character Classic. When they came to the line "Filial piety to parents is what we should adhere to", Tan Mu came over holding a dozen wooden boards.

Lu Yanyan was surprised to find that these wooden boards were much better than he had imagined in terms of size and polishing smoothness.

Freshly cut wood has a high moisture content and is prone to deformation. I don’t know what method Tan Mu used, but these boards are very dry and there is no need to worry about deformation or ink absorption.

"Use these first, and we'll continue working on it later."

"Okay, hard work."

Lu Yanyan used a brush to write two large characters on each wooden board, front and back. He thanked the original body for its beautiful hairpin-shaped small regular script and the Lu family's parents for their training in reading. This was what made Lu Yanyan not worry about being exposed.

After writing the words, Lu Yanyan gave each child a small branch.

She stood in front of the children, holding a wooden board in her hand, and began today's word recognition time.

Every time she read a word, she would take a small wooden stick and trace the strokes of the word on the wooden board, and let the children also write and draw on the ground with the small branches in their hands.

Unfortunately, the conditions on the road were limited. Lu Yanyan thought that when conditions were better, he would build a few sandboxes for the children. If conditions were better, he would buy calligraphy practice books.

Many years later, these children would still think of this scene from time to time, think of their first teacher, Lu Yanyan, and the way her beautiful face shone with a wooden board in one hand and a wooden stick in the other.

Lu Youtian looked at his daughter with satisfaction. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became. She was truly worthy of being his daughter. Look at the calligraphy she wrote, look at the poetry she recited...

Lu Youtian was secretly proud of himself, and at the same time, he modestly said to the compliments from others, "No, no, she was spoiled by me and her mother. She is not good at needlework or cooking, as girls are supposed to learn. She just likes to read, write, draw, play the piano, play chess, etc."

"Oh, she is worthy of being the wife of a scholar. She can also paint, play the piano and play chess. That's amazing." Everyone continued to compliment her.

Qin Gang looked up at the sky. This guy started showing off his daughter again, as if everyone had a daughter. His Yu Ru was not bad either. His Yu Ru's kung fu was enough to beat the three Lu Fuguis of the Lu family.

Lu Youtian looked at his old friend's expression and continued with a smile, "Once things settle down, let Huaiyu and Huaixi learn it too. These two girls are even prettier than their mother was when she was a child."

Qin Gang looked at his eldest grandson who was practicing boxing, then looked at his youngest grandson who was studying the "Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art", and left with a wave of his sleeves.

That evening he asked his daughter and son-in-law to have another child, and he would stop when they gave him a granddaughter.

Having successfully choked his old friend, Lu Youtian was in a very good mood. But something seemed wrong. What effervescent tablets, instruction manuals, and electric shock hazards? What kind of thing did his son-in-law make up?

He felt something was wrong last night. No wonder his son-in-law didn't pass the imperial examination. He was so focused on reading miscellaneous books, although the stories he told were indeed good.

After he finishes telling this story, let him concentrate on his studies. Next year's autumn examination, he must try again no matter what.

At this time, Han Qingyun was shopping in Wanxian Town and had no idea that he had been taken note of by his father-in-law.

When he and Lu Fugui were on their way back, they saw a lot of people coming from Wuping County.

Some of these people were riding horses, some were riding in horse-drawn carriages, and the worst were riding in mule carts, but no matter what they were riding, they were all trying their best to move forward.

Lu Fugui winked at Erlin, and Erlin used stones to stop a carriage.

The people in the carriage were startled. When they saw clearly that there were three young men in front of them, they quickly begged for mercy.

"My three good men, I have some small change here. Please use it to drink. Please let me go quickly."

Han Qingyun stepped forward and bowed, "Don't be afraid, fellow villager. We are not bad people. We just want to know why so many people are passing this road today? This road is remote and there are not so many people in the past."

"Are you from Wanxian Town, right? I'm from Dongping Town, Wuping County. Someone came to the county government office yesterday afternoon and told us to run as far as we can and not to enter the county. They said the county gates were closed last night and no one can enter or leave."

"I don't really know what happened, but everyone was running, so I just followed. I've told you everything I know. Please let me go! There are several other groups behind us."

Han Qingyun and Lu Fugui looked at each other, got on the mule cart and hurried back to the cave.

It was almost noon when they returned to the cave. Seeing that their faces looked bad, Lu Yanyan told the children to rest for a while after dinner and continue studying in the afternoon.

Han Qingyun told Lu Yanyan about what he had seen and heard along the way. Lu Yanyan guessed that County Magistrate Qian had deliberately spread the word, telling those who could escape to do so quickly. The city gates were also closed to give more people time to escape.

Han Qingyun was worried about the victims who would arrive later. They were running so fast, and there might not be enough food. When people are desperate and hungry, they will do anything.

Han Qingyun was unsure whether they should stay and wait for people or leave now.

What Lu Yanyan is more worried about is the coming heavy rain.

In the original book, the villagers of Fengxi Town received the news on the 15th, that is, this afternoon. They hurriedly packed up their things and ran away. The villagers who ran late were killed by the enemy troops and disaster victims who caught up with them, which also bought time for those who ran ahead.

The villagers ran all the way without stopping until the next night. Those who had no carts on the road and had elderly people and children at home gradually fell behind and disappeared.

When Han Hongzhi saw that the enemy troops and the disaster victims had not caught up with them, he wanted everyone to stop and rest. However, as soon as everyone stopped, it started to rain heavily, and there was no place to shelter from the rain in the open air.

The villagers were as frightened as stray dogs and could only snuggle together for warmth.

The original owner's family brought oil paper and used it to cover Chen and the three children on the donkey cart. However, Han Qingyun and Lu Yanyan were also soaked.

Seeing that the heavy rain had been falling for more than an hour and there was no sign of stopping, Han Qingshan found the village chief and told him that there was a cave in Wanxian Mountain ahead. So the villagers walked up Wanxian Mountain again in the middle of the night.

It was already two or three in the morning when we arrived at the cave.

The heavy rain continued, and although people were able to catch their breath in the cave, several elderly people and children caught a cold, including Zhao Xingye's son Zhao Zhiyong.

Two-year-old Zhao Zhiyong was already in poor health, and after being exposed to heavy rain for several hours, he developed a high fever.

In that life, Doctor Liu from the village was unable to escape.

Han Nanxing and Han Xigu believed that when Han Huaixi had a high fever, Han Qingyun's family bought a lot of antipyretic drugs. The drugs were precious, and Han Qingyun's family must have taken the drugs with them on their escape, so they asked Zhao Xingye and Lin Dani to find Han Qingyun.

But at that time, Han Qingyun hated the Han family's eldest wife because of Han Huaixi's death and Chen's serious illness. He also didn't want to see the Zhao family.

Lin Dani knelt on the ground and begged desperately, but Han Qingyun and Lu Yanyan ignored her.

In fact, Han Qingyun had used up all the fever-reducing drugs when Han Huaixi passed away, but he did not explain to the Zhao family, and let them kneel in the damp cave and cry bitterly.

Zhao Zhiyong died the next morning. Both the Han and Zhao families believed that it was caused by Han Qingyun's failure to save him.

This is also the reason why Han Qingyun's family was robbed and trampled by other disaster victims, and the Han and Zhao families just stood by and watched.