Before he could get in front of him, he was about to take a breath and speak, and a stinking smell came towards him. Zeng Erxiong was caught off guard and took a breath of bad breath. He turned his head and spitted twice, covered his nose with his palm and asked loudly: "What are you doing?"

Zeng Dazhuang looked up and saw that it was Zeng Erxiong. So he placed the wooden barrel on a slightly further open space, walked to Zeng Erxiong and took off his short jacket from behind his head and said, "My family Xiao An said that using manure water to water the crops can make the crops grow better. This is their method. He came from a big place. I think it should work, so I will try it. Anyway, it's just a little effort."

Zeng Erxiong felt it was extremely absurd, and his pair of ring eyes widened and said in a lost voice: "How is this possible?"

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Zhang Yang walked over, and a smile appeared on his face that looked sunny because of his short hair.

After the smoke in the chimney behind each house disappeared, the village that had been busy for a day finally calmed down slowly. With the sound of insects and frogs that sounded early, the night enveloped the entire village.

Because today is a good weather, the moon is extremely bright tonight, and today is a full moon again.

The brighter the moon, the fewer the stars.

Zeng Xiaoniu, who was standing in the yard, didn't know this reason because no one had ever told him. Zhang Yang, who was sitting in the yard, knew this reason because someone had told him.

These principles have not changed since ancient times, but these simple principles always need to be told by others to know. This is the beauty between teaching and learning, transmission and inheritance.

For some reason, Zhang Yang was alone alone for a long time. During that time, he read countless books, and those books recorded countless knowledge. He used to be extremely eager for someone to share this knowledge with him, but no one came. This knowledge was deposited in his mind and could never be used. It was like being extremely rich but having nowhere to spend it. This was an extremely painful thing.

Until he began to teach Zeng Xiaoniu and today about farming, Zhang Yang finally showed a small part of this knowledge. So Zhang Yang was very happy, happy that his civilization could be passed on from him, and that his existence became more meaningful.

Based on the above reasons, Zhang Yang's enthusiasm for teaching Zeng Xiaoniu was a little higher. During the day, he had to go to the fields, so he had no time to teach Zeng Xiaoniu. So Zhang Yang continued to teach Zeng Xiaoniu on a cool night with a gentle breeze.

For daily words, I completed them in the continuous summer rain a few days ago. Other less-used characters will be taught slowly when they are used. What I want to talk about today is the principle of being a human being.

Zhang Yang sat firmly on the square stone, looked at Zeng Xiaoniu's respectful look and said calmly: "From today on, I will teach you some principles about being a person. In the future, we will always go out of the mountains and go to the outside world to see. Although life in the mountains is very good, the people in the mountains are too simple. You must know that the outside world is actually extremely sinister. I teach you these things, of course, not to be a sinister person, but to make you not lose in that sinister world in the future."

Zeng Xiaoniu understood a little, but was a little confused, so he nodded and looked at Zhang Yang in confusion.

Zhang Yang smiled and pointed to the galaxy above his head: "No, look at the sky above your head and tell me what you see."

Zeng Xiaoniu looked seriously with his little face for a long time after hearing this. Until his neck was a little sore, he lowered his head and looked at Zhang Yang and said, "Sir, I saw a moon. There are many stars behind the moon, most of which are flashing."

Zhang Yang listened to Zeng Xiaoniu calmly and said, "Then have you looked carefully, are there any stars around the moon?"

Zeng Xiaoniu looked up for a while after hearing this, and then honestly said, "No."

Zhang Yang smiled slightly and thought that Zeng Xiaoniu's real strength was really similar to Zeng Dazhuang. Sure enough, he had the same father as Zeng Dazhuang. Then he said, "The sky is actually full of stars, and of course there are also around the moon. What we see is not because the light of the moon is much brighter than the light of the planets around it, so we can't see it. It's like lighting a lamp at night, you can see the things in front of you illuminated by the lamp, but you can't see clearly even if the light is illuminated."

Zeng Xiaoniu recalled the scene he saw when he was lighting the lamp in the past, and found that the fact was indeed the case, and he suddenly felt extremely happy. He thought that the gentleman had said that this feeling was suddenly enlightened, and it turned out to be like something blocked was suddenly stabbed open. So he said to Zhang Yang more respectfully: "Sir, I understand."

Zhang Yang didn't know what Zeng Xiaoniu was thinking, and nodded with satisfaction, with a slightly different expression: "This truth tells us that in fact, the brighter the place, the darkest the darkest, because it even obscures other lights around it. In our world, the best place you think may be the worst place."

Zeng Xiaoniu didn't understand this sentence, but since the gentleman said this, it must make sense, so he kept it silently in his heart.

Zhang Yang continued: "You mentioned the moon before, do you know where the moon rises and where it falls?"

Zeng Xiaoniu knew about this question, so he quickly answered: "Rise from the east and fall from the west."

Zhang Yang nodded and asked again, "Where is the sun?"

This question is simpler. Zeng Xiaoniu replied without thinking: "Of course, it rises from the east and falls from the west."

Zhang Yang looked up at the bright moon and said calmly: "Since both the sun and the moon rise from the east and set from the west, do you know why they are like this?"

Of course Zeng Xiaoniu didn’t know it. He just felt that it was normal for the sun to rise and set during the day and the moon to rise and set at night, so he honestly said: “I don’t know.”

Zhang Yang thought about it, got up, picked a piece of mud from under the poplar tree and rolled it into a ball, and then inserted two thin wooden branches on the same line on the mud ball. Then he pressed the two thin wooden branches with his middle finger and thumb, and handed them to Zeng Xiaoniu and said, "Now I imagine I am the sun, you are the moon." He then pinched a shallow seal in the middle of the mud ball with his fingernails and said, "This pinch is where we stand. Then he rotated the mud ball with the thin wooden branches as the axis.

Turn the mud ball around and pinch the mouth from Zhang Yang's left to the right. Turn to Zeng Xiaoniu, and still from left to right.

Zhang Yang turned two circles of mud balls and asked, "Don't you be afraid, do you understand?"

Zeng Xiaoniu was a little confused and stared at the mud ball intently.
Chapter completed!