<h4>Chapter 73: Schr Wong Inscribed The Banner</h4>


    Trantor: Fan Trantion Studio


    Schr Wong remained that way until Li Hongmei asked him, “Mr. Wong, has my Baofeng caused trouble in school? If he has, please feel free to discipline him and don’t be soft-hearted with him.”


    “Howe? Baofeng is very good student and a fast learner. He’s able to read The Analects of Confucius all by himself now.”


    “That’s good, that’s good.” Li Hongmei smiled but of course she had no idea what was in The Analects of Confucius.


    Xiao Baozhu had been staring at Schr Wong and she did not go near him until he drank up his douhua. “Sir, just pass the bowl to me.”


    Schr Wong then gave her the bowl.


    He recalled that Xiao Baozhu had been to the school before and wanted to learn how to read, so casually he asked Baozhu, “Are you still reading novels? Have you learned any more characters?”


    “Yes, I have. I’m able to read a whole book myself now. Thank you for teaching me so much, Sir,” said Xiao Baozhu.


    “I only taught you several words, don’t mention it,” said Schr Wong.


    Schr Wong wanted to pay the bill after having the food but Li Hongmei, like thest time, insisted on not taking the money. Schr Wong did not force her but after he walked away a few steps he waved to Xiao Baofeng, asking him toe over.


    Xiao Baofeng thought that his teacher had something that he wanted to ask him to do, however, Schr Wong was paying him money. Schr Wong said, “There are eight coins in total and four of them are for the cold jelly I had in town. Here they all are, now go back to tell your ma if she doesn’t take them I won’t teach you to read anymore.”


    “But...” Xiao Baofeng was in a dilemma.


    “Hurry up!” Schr Wong posed as a teacher.


    Xiao Baofeng had no option but to go back and give the money to Li Hongmei.


    “Goodness, your teacher really takes it too hard. He’s a teacher so why should he pay for just a couple bowls of douhua. Baofeng, take the money and give it back to your teacher tomorrow when you go to school.”


    Li Hongmei did not want to take his money.


    Xiao Baoshan was again left in a dilemma.


    Finally it was Ye Xiaoxian who helped him out of this quandary. Ye Xiaoxian said to Li Hongmei, “Ma, don’t let Baofeng get embarrassed anymore. Schr Wong was right. As a teacher he should set a good example for his students by not taking student’s belongings. Only in this way can Baofeng develop as much integrity as him. If he epts free stuff everywhere he goes what will his students be in following his example?”


    Li Hongmei gave it some thought and found it to make perfect sense, saying atst, “Little Ye’s being the sensible one and look at me, I almost made a mistake.”


    ...


    Schr Wong had not gone far when he was called over by the county mayor. The county mayor was the county executive and also andlord who was in charge of all the heads of the vige.


    The county executive called on Schr Wong to do the inscription for the “touching autumn” festival. Others would put up banners and gs which all required inscription.


    Schr Wong was the teacher of the school in the county and was an umonly young and handsome schr, so the county executive invited him toe over to inscribe the banners as soon as possible.


    While Schr Wong was inscribing all the curious vigers were running towards him and surrounded him in a circle on thewn. Everyone tended to join in the fun making it more crowded, so it took no time for others to join in the circle and make itrger.


    Just then Xiao Baozhu was observing Schr Wong and, seeing that everyone was surrounding him, she wanted to go too.


    “Baofeng, your teacher is going to inscribe the banner. Aren’t we going too?” asked Xiao Baozhu.


    Xiao Baofeng looked at Ye Xiaoxian and asked her opinion with his gaze.


    Ye Xiaoxian smiled. “Go ahead. Ma and I are here keeping at eye on the stand.”


    Now all the others were rushing over to Schr Wong and no one was left to eat douhua, so she just let the two little ones be.


    Xiao Baozhu and Xiao Baofeng were thin so they were able to dig their way through the crowd and reach the very front.


    On thewn, Schr Wong had already ttened the red paper and nk banners and started to grind the ink. The way he was grinding the ink was very focused. He did not look at all nervous with so many people staring at him. As he was being silent, so too were the crowd as they gazed at him intently.


    Xiao Baozhu was also staring at him and found him so handsome as he was grinding the ink. She continued watching him and finally he picked up the brush and began to write.


    The brush was dancing and the lively characters were jumping onto the paper. With the characters appearing Xiao Baozhu felt her heart flutter like a butterfly. Her heart kept pounding and she couldn’t possibly stop it. She wanted to shout his name and hail.


    However, at this time people’s nature was still suppressed, especially with girls, so Xiao Baozhu couldn’t yell like modern girls do when they see their idols.


    After Schr Wong had finished Xiao Baozhu was the first one apuding and Xiao Baofeng apuded as well. As for other surrounding vigers, whether they could read the characters or not, they followed suit, pping their hands and cheering.


    “A schr is indeed different from us. His handwriting is so good.”


    “Can you actually read it?”


    “So what if I can’t? I know those are characters and that’s enough, isn’t it?


    “...”


    After Schr Wong finished writing he ced the brush aside. Someone would take away his inscription, brush and ink. Seeing that so many people were watching him write he started searching for that petite figure in the crowd, hoping to see admiration in her eyes.


    However, seeing through the crowd he spotted the cold jelly stand not far away where Ye Xiaoxian was still busy serving food and casting not even a nce his way.


    ...


    Ye Xiaoxian was indeed very busy. This was because Old Mr. Xiao was here.


    Old Mr. Xiao saw that their cold jelly stand in fact looked very good so he somehow said, “It doesn’t look too shabby, hoho.”


    He got upte every morning and when Ye Xiaoxian and Li Hongmei were going out to town to open up shop he was still dreaming, so he had no idea what the douhua that Ye Xiaoxian sold looked like and thought that their business was just fiddle-faddle.


    When Ye Xiaoxian and Li Hongmei got back their douhua had all been sold out so they just carried back several empty buckets and Old Mr. Xiao was convinced that they were just making a fuss over nothing.


    “Give me a bowl of douhua,” said Old Mr. Xiao.


    Ye Xiaoxian then filled a bowl of douhua for him.


    When Old Mr. Xiao tasted this douhua his eyes popped out and he drank it up in one breath.


    “The douhua is so tasty. You actually never sent any to me. Here, give me two more bowls.” said Old Mr. Xiao.


    Ye Xiaoxian gave him another two bowls.


    Once Old Mr. Xiao had eaten up the douhua he asked for cold jelly. He had arge appetite and drank five or six bowls without taking a break. After finishing he burped loudly; so loud that people five meters away could hear it.


    Ye Xiaoxian was leftpletely speechless, but she had to serve him.


    Old Mr. Xiao did not leave after he was full but sat there as if he was at home. There was just one small table at this cold jelly stand and others could not rest while he was sitting there.


    Li Hongmei was very annoyed by Old Mr. Xiao and had to take five coins to him. “Pa, I heard that the egg pancake over there is nice. Why don’t you go and buy one.”


    “Oh.” Old Mr. Xiao took the money and then slowly left their cold jelly stand.