Little Li's Glorious Past, and How the Young Lady is Doomed When She's With Him!

"Sir, what are you doing here?"

Li Mo greeted him somewhat awkwardly.

The old scholar stared at Li Mo, leaned back slightly, and his face instantly darkened, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"What's it to you? Go play somewhere else, don't cause trouble here."

"What's wrong with this child?"

Ying Xuliang asked, puzzled. He only knew that Brother Li's child was born weak and might suffer from the same illness as Bing'er.

Unexpectedly, the schoolteacher reacted as if his hair had been bristled the moment he saw Li Mo.

The old scholar, fuming, began to recount Li Mo's "glorious deeds" as if they were his own treasures:

"On his first day of school, he blew up the latrine with firecrackers."

Ying Xuliang smiled upon hearing this, thinking that the gentleman was making a fuss over nothing:

"Well, haha, little boys do this kind of thing more or less when they're young. I even helped Brother Li fry cow dung."

"But I was inside at the time!"

The old scholar gritted his teeth.

"..."

Ying Xuliang remained silent for a moment before smiling and comforting him:

"Children are mischievous, but they can only become successful with the guidance of a teacher. Just teach them well."

"That's what I thought at the time too, but not long after, he and other classmates had a competition in my garden to see who could pee the farthest. All the orchids I had treasured for so long died."

The old scholar was heartbroken.

"Well, everyone says organic fertilizer is better for plants... and the outhouse in the school collapsed back then..."

Li Mo's voice grew softer and softer.

"Who blew up the latrine?" the old scholar asked, his eyes wide.

Ying Xuliang's Mother Ying, standing beside him, covered her mouth, a hint of amusement in her eyes.

Qinghe County is not large. The couple were also students of the old gentleman and classmates with Li Dalong.

"Teacher, it's not a big deal to relieve yourself anywhere..."

"Ask him who he peed with!"

"??"

Li Mo's eyes looked a little confused.

The things he did as a child were already so many years ago, and with the awakening of the Mystery of the Womb, his memories became even more hazy.

"He took that little girl with him, and even taught her how to pee standing up, and they had a competition to see who could pee the farthest!"

"..."

Little Li fell into deep thought.

Did he do something this awesome when he was a kid?

He only remembered the thing that made the old man look 'righteous'.

Mother Ying's smile froze, and her gaze became noticeably more cautious, almost as if she were looking at a little terrorist.

Ying Xuliang laughed awkwardly:

"Jade must be carved to become a useful object; jade must be carved to become a useful object..."

"The problem is that this little devil can't learn the principles of the sages, just like his father; he's simply not cut out for studying."

"A person should have principles, that's what my father taught me..."

Li Mo scratched the back of his head.

"Anyway, Miss Bing was already sick and couldn't be stimulated. I only dared to let Miss Bing go to school after I saw that the little devil was no longer in the private school."

The old scholar shook his head, the anger in his eyes lessening, and then sighed.

This little guy is mischievous, but also very smart; it's a pity he doesn't focus on his studies.

Seeing that he couldn't see the Ice Block, Li Mo became a little anxious.

The one who tied the knot must untie it.

This is a dream formed from the Will Soul and memories of Ice Block. If the owner of the dream cannot be seen, how can the dream be unraveled?

Moreover, time is very tight, and we can't wait a few days in the dream before coming back next time.

The Calamity Beast is the Winners' Mansion that arrived tonight.

But!

He's a genius, Little Li!

Especially when it comes to making old men happy, she has a certain amount of authority.

"Sir, a prodigal son who returns is more precious than gold. Actually, I did listen attentively in class."

What did you hear?

"The old gentleman once wrote a poem especially for me to encourage studying."

Li Mo bowed solemnly, speaking with an air of seriousness:

"It's a pity that I was young and ignorant at the time and didn't understand its deeper meaning. Now that I think about it, I realize the old gentleman's painstaking efforts."

"?"

The old scholar stroked his beard and paused for a moment, stunned.

When did he write a poem encouraging learning?

For a scholar who values his reputation, once he has written a masterpiece, he would never forget it, no matter how old and senile he becomes. Besides, Li Mo is in school, living in constant fear; how could he possibly have the mind to write poetry?

But Li Mo had already picked up the twig next to him and started writing meticulously.

Having endured the harsh realities of compulsory education, many of his masterpieces came naturally to him, thanks not only to what was taught in textbooks but also to numerous teachers outside of class.

When it comes to famous texts for students to study, the timeless theme of "encouraging learning" is naturally indispensable.

Even setting aside those that don't fit the context, you can still pick out one or two.

"Youth fades quickly, and learning is hard to achieve."

Every inch of time is precious.

"Unaware of the spring grass dream by the pond."

The sycamore leaves before the steps already rustle with autumn's chill.

Mother Ying was also a woman from a scholarly Aristocratic Clan and had some knowledge of poetry and prose. Upon seeing this poem, she seemed to be deep in thought.

Many of the guests and members of the Ying Family gathered around, marveling at the sight.

"This is, me..."

The old scholar's face flushed red, and he seemed somewhat at a loss.

The poem was excellent, but it had absolutely nothing to do with him.

"This was originally a mischievous piece of work by a student. The teacher helped polish it and gave it to me as a return gift. You even said you wanted to frame it and display it at the school gate to inspire the other students."

Li Mo spoke up at the opportune moment, offering the old gentleman a way out.

Moreover, he spoke very loudly, and the guests all heard him. They flattered the old scholar and said that they would send their own children and nephews to school in the future.

The old man, beaming with pride after hearing the flattery, let out a heavy sigh, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

"This little devil... well, Xiao Mo is indeed teachable; he's finally focusing on his studies."

"Go back to the private school after the New Year, and keep it up!"

"Thank you for your guidance, sir!"

Li Mo respectfully cupped her little hands in a gesture of respect.

Ying Xuliang looked at the beaming old gentleman, then took a deep look at Little Li.

"Uncle Ying, can I go see Sister Bing now? I promise I won't cause any trouble."

"Alright, my wife, you take Xiao Mo there."

Ying Xuliang nodded slightly. Since his wife was also going to deliver the meal herself, he had her lead Li Mo into the Ying Family mansion.

The mansion was much larger and more imposing than I remembered, exuding elegance and uniqueness.

Compared to this, the Li family's house looks like an ordinary country courtyard.

Li Mo didn't realize it when he was a child, but now that he sees it again, he feels that this is definitely not the kind of grandeur a small county town in the Eastern Wasteland Domain should have.

"What's wrong with Sister Bing'er lately?"

"She has a strange illness."

Mother Ying sighed and said:

"She kept feeling cold all over and didn't want to talk to anyone, so we discussed sending her to a private school so she could spend more time with her peers..."

She started to say something, but then realized she was wasting her breath talking to a child.

As they talked, the surroundings quieted down, and they arrived at a side room in the villa.

The door was tightly shut, but it couldn't stop the chill from flowing out.