The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

"Come over here and read." Qiao Muchen called Zhao Zhitong, let her look at the row of books in front of him, and said proudly: "These, these, and these are all books left to me by my father."

Zhao Zhitong was surprised: "Wow, there are so many, have you watched them all?"

Qiao Muchen shook his head: "Not yet, these books are too profound, and I still can't understand them now. However, when I grow up, I will definitely finish reading them."

The little Qiao Muchen stood under the bookshelf, full of pride and ambition.

Zhao Zhitong was very envious, thinking of something, his eyes sparkled, he grabbed Qiao Muchen, and bit his ear: "Qiao Muchen, I'll give you a lot of delicious candy, can you show me all your books?"

In fact, Qiao Muchen didn't like candy, but he happily agreed to Zhao Zhitong's request.

Because he felt that Zhao Zhitong had something in common with her, and he liked to read books with her.

"Okay, if you give me more candy, I'll give you more books."

...

After the two little guys secretly reached a united front, each of them hugged a book, lay down on the desk in the outer study, and started to read.

Qiao Muchen was reading the Analects of Confucius, and his husband said that after learning the Thousand Characters, he was going to learn the Analects of Confucius, so he had to study it by himself in advance.

And what Zhao Zhitong read was naturally the "Ode to the Nature of Medicine" that her grandfather gave her.

Both of them read very hard, just like a competition, one against the other loudly, in the yard, the sound of the two children's reading can be heard.

After a while, the voice gradually became smaller, and in the end, there was no sound at all.

Guessing that she was tired from reading, Mother Qiao had prepared refreshments for the two little guys. Seeing that the two had lost their voices, she brought them in.

Entering the study room, I saw that the two children were not at the desk, but squatting in front of the bookshelf looking for books.

This has to start from a few minutes ago.

Just when both of them were tired from reading and decided to rest temporarily and fight again later, Qiao Muchen curiously leaned over to read Zhao Zhitong's book.

"Of all the medicines, this kind is the coldest. Rhino horn relieves heart heat; antelope clears lungs and liver. Alisma purpura relieves stranguria and nourishes yin deficiency; seaweed disperses gall and destroys qi, so it is difficult to cure hernia."

After he read a passage in a low voice, he was very puzzled: "What kind of book are you talking about? How can it be like curing a disease?"

Zhao Zhitong proudly said: "This is the book for curing diseases. Grandpa said that I have to recite all of them. Then he will randomly check me. I can already recite a few sentences now."

Qiao Muchen was very surprised: "Why do you read these books on healing?"

Zhao Zhitong asked back: "Then why do you want to read these books?"

For a while, Qiao Muchen was actually stopped.

Why does he want to study?

When he was old, his mother sent him to his husband for enlightenment, and then he started to study.

At first, it was his mother who sent him to school, but later, his mother didn't force him, and he also took the initiative to study, but he never thought about why he should study?

After he couldn't figure it out, he kicked the question back to Zhao Zhitong: "I'll ask you first, and you answer first."

Zhao Zhitong spread his small hands: "Of course it's because I like it. Are you stupid? Don't you like reading?"

Qiao Muchen shook his head again and again, expressing that he likes reading very much.

However, he still can't figure out why he wants to study, just because he likes it?

Then he still likes many things, for example, he likes to climb trees, he also likes to play the piano, and many, many more.

Unable to figure it out for a while, Qiao Muchen became a little confused.

The two little guys just sat in front of the desk, staring at each other, speechless for a while.

Zhao Zhitong held his small face in his hands, his little head was running fast, and suddenly thought of a sentence that Mr. Zeng said, and said: "Mr. said to read books, but..."

Zhao Zhitong suddenly got stuck, and she forgot what her husband said.

At this time, Grandpa Bai reminded in the space: "Reading to know the foundation of the sages' governance, reading to know the reasons for the rise and fall of dynasties, and reading to know the essentials of personal self-cultivation."

Yes, that's what it said.

Then Zhao Zhitong followed Grandpa Bai and repeated it again: "Although I am a girl, my husband said that I can't be an official when I grow up, and I don't need to be in politics. But I can read and write, be sensible, and cultivate myself. Then, I can do what I want. done."

Qiao Muchen was at a loss: "What do you want to do?"

Zhao Zhitong: "That's right, that's right. For example, if I am literate, I can read a lot of medical books. In the future, I will be the doctor who reads the most, and I will be able to cure my father's leg disease."

At this time, Qiao Muchen felt that Zhao Zhitong seemed to be shining, and said in a daze, "You are so amazing."

Being affirmed by a competitor for the first time, Zhao Zhitong instantly straightened his chest with a little pride on his face.

She felt that Qiao Jiaojiao had praised her, and she wanted to help Qiao Jiaojiao and solve his confusion.

So he asked, "Well, is there anything you want to do in the future?"

For a while, he was stopped by the question again. The future is far away, and he hasn't considered these things yet.

Seeing that Qiao Muchen was gone, Zhao Zhitong suddenly felt that he knew the root cause: "I know, I know. Grandpa Bai said that before doing anything, you must have your own goals. Without goals, you will be at a loss and have no direction. You are confused , because you have no goals."

Qiao Muchen was dubious: "Really?"

Zhao Zhitong nodded affirmatively: "Of course, Grandpa Bai is my very powerful, very powerful friend, you can't be wrong."

The highly praised Grandpa Bai: ... I was a little happy for a while, what's going on.

Zhao Zhitong said with a deep expression: "So, you have to set a goal for yourself first, for example, what kind of person do you want to be, or what do you want to do."

Qiao Muchen really thought about Zhao Zhitong's words seriously, and after a while, his eyes lit up: "I know what I want to do, and I want to be as powerful as my father."

Because he had never met Qiao Muchen's father before, Zhao Zhitong also became interested when he heard him mention it for the first time: "How good is your father? Is it better than mine?"

Qiao Muchen: "I don't know, but I really like my dad. He has solved many big cases and caught many villains!"

Zhao Zhitong: "Wow! So your father is a policeman! Then your father is better than mine. However, my father is also very good. He has superpowers in his hands. He has planted a huge orchard. The fruits are delicious."

Qiao Muchen listened with question marks: "Police? What is a police? Super powers, what are they?"

Grandpa Bai in the space hurriedly reminded Zhao Zhitong that this little girl couldn't control her mouth once she started chatting.

After being told by Grandpa Bai, Zhao Zhitong smiled cheerfully and rounded him up: "The policeman is a very powerful person, your father is as powerful as the policeman!"

Qiao Muchen smiled embarrassingly, but his face was proud: "My father even took over and wrote the book for me. It's all the stories of him catching villains in his life. So, when I grow up, after reading it, my father left it to me. I want to catch bad guys like my father!"

The words of the gentleman are taken from a teaching of Confucius in "China in the Classics".