C1 (2/2)

Grandpa Sun's eyes revealed a hint of reminiscence. ”Today, I'll tell you the story of the Immortal General Long Mei.”

”Celestial General Long Mei …” ”Alright!” I was listening intently, but before Grandpa Sun could open his mouth, I heard my father's extremely inappropriate voice, ”Fugui, it's time to go to school. When you're late, mister wants you to stand.”

”Eh …” Every time I come to Grandpa Sun's place, he will think of a way to stop me, worried that I would be enthralled by the story and not go to the academy. As for that, there is still an hour left, but he is afraid that I will be late and cause dissatisfaction to Teacher.

”Sigh!” I sighed, ”Grandpa Sun, I'll go first. I'll come see you in the evening.”

”Hehe, studying is more important. Don't disappoint your parents, go quickly.”

”Okay, then I'll go first.”

When I left a moment ago, I turned around to see Grandpa Sun calculating something.

I shook my head and left Grandpa Sun's place. I packed up two books and headed towards Mister's academy.

The private school is on a river outside the village. The river is very clear and is the only water source for us in the village. There is an old willow tree by the river. I think it's because it's a good place to fish, because every time you go to class, you fix a few fishing rods under the willow and put in bait, and when you're resting, you take down the fish you've already caught and replace them with bait, so you get a lot of fish every day. And because of this, my friends and I all admire him a lot, because he saves a lot of money and lives much better than we do.

As I approached the village entrance, I saw several figures sitting under the old locust tree. They were my friends who had invited me to go to school with them.

”Fugui, is there any story today?”

His name was Du Wenhu, and he was a bit younger than me. We called him Little Fatty, and the skinny black guy beside him was Zhao Tianbao, the same age as me, but also a few months younger. We called him Little Bao.

”No, Grandpa Sun didn't even have time to explain before my father called me over to school.” I said helplessly.

”Well, I was going to trade sugar for a story!” Little Fatty looked disappointed.

”I'll change my teeth, I won't eat sugar!” Actually, I really wanted to eat, my family wasn't as rich as his family, and Grandpa Sun only told stories for me, so he traded one candy for one story at a time, which had been going on for a long time, and I split one story into two or three or more at a time, so I could eat more sugar.

This is the daughter of the village's Uncle Zhang, three years younger than me. Her name is Zhang Shuyu, also known as Xiao Yu.

I glared at her and walked away from her in a huff. Little Fatty and Little Treasure also knew that I was angry, so they held back their laughter and walked towards the school with me. When Little Yu saw that I wasn't paying attention to her, her mouth curled up and tears started rolling down her face.

When we reached the academy, the teacher began to lecture, but I didn't listen. Looking out the window, I recalled the story Grandpa Sun told me.

”Zhang Fugui!”

”Huh?” My heart shuddered as I stood up and looked at Mister. Inevitably, I felt some fear in my heart.

The teacher had a square face, long hair, and was usually very serious. I groaned in my heart and was about to be punished again.

”Why aren't you listening?” the gentleman snapped at me.

I felt even more bitter and sulked for a while before asking out of the blue, ”Sir, do you think there are any immortals?”

Mister was obviously shocked and stunned for a moment. He frowned and said, ”What immortal, study hard. You must strive to become an official in the future. Only then will you have a chance. Don't keep thinking about those unrealistic things!” Sit down. ”

I was surprised, but the moment I said those words, I regretted it. I didn't expect that not only did Mister not pursue the matter, he even asked me to sit down. Trembling, I sat down. I saw that there was a complicated look in Teacher's eyes, and he gave me an indistinct glance in the direction of Grandpa Sun's house.

My heart was startled, whether it was an illusion or not. I thought for a while and then calmed down, continuing to listen to mister's lecture on etiquette and morals.

Today, Mr. Zhang was doing quite well and even dropped out of school early. After dispersing, Little Fatty, Little Treasure, and that annoying Little Yu all stuck to him.

”How could you ask that kind of question in class? Aren't you afraid that you'll get hit?”

”Eh, I know what I'm doing.” I said vaguely and ran home with my bag, leaving three stunned figures behind.