Coffin Education (Third Update)
Liu Chang'an knew Ying Zheng, and he didn't lie to Zhu Juntang about this. The first time he talked to Zhu Juntang about Longevity, it was just his habitual way of chatting. The second time Zhu Juntang asked him about it, Liu Chang'an told her some real information.
After that incident, Zhu Juntang should have been able to make his own judgment. People who could escape from Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor were not easy to trap. However, Zhu Juntang probably did not understand that Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor was like another world isolated by layers of barriers.
Returning from another world is a very difficult thing to do.
When Liu Chang'an went to play cards that evening, he ran into Zhou Shuling, who had been busy all day.
"Zhou Dongdong finished eating and went home to watch cartoons while waiting for you. She left you two candies, which are probably sour by now," Liu Chang'an said to Zhou Shuling.
"Thank you." Zhou Shuling smiled. "I finished all the formalities with Zhou Laoguan today. I plan to move in once his son comes to pick him up."
"It's just upstairs and downstairs, take your time moving." Liu Chang'an pointed to himself, "If you're going to hire a moving company, you don't need to. Just hire me, fifty yuan for everything."
Zhou Shuling shook her head, then couldn't help but chuckle, "Okay, fifty yuan, including meal and late-night snack."
"Then it's settled." Liu Chang'an was about to leave when he saw Zhou Shuling holding an award certificate and glanced at it.
"I passed by the kindergarten, and the teacher said that Zhou Dongdong had lost her award certificate there." Zhou Shuling unfolded it, but there was no surprise in her eyes. Every child in the kindergarten receives an award certificate.
"Most Humorous Work Award"
"The children perform the shows themselves, and each performance wins an award."
"Humor? Is it Zhou Dongdong's performance of telling jokes, or something like a skit?"
She was performing a dance.
"Was this certificate sent to the wrong person?"
"No, she did some kind of airplane dance, which she choreographed herself, and the teacher gave her this certificate. Zhou Dongdong said she didn't want the certificate because the other children who danced didn't get it."
Liu Chang'an couldn't help but burst into laughter; the performance was probably quite humorous.
Goodbye, I'm going to play cards.
Liu Chang'an arrived under the grapevines, where Auntie Xie had laid out a rice-washing sieve of green grapes for everyone to eat. Junsha grapes, a local variety, generally ripen in July, and they were still slightly sour now, but the taste was still acceptable.
The elderly eat grapes slowly, squinting as they find a spot to peel them, peeling them little by little, slowly nibbling until the seeds are exposed, then squeezing out the seeds with a little force before eating them a little faster with peace of mind. You know, for the elderly, swallowing the skin or seeds can cause choking problems.
Auntie Xie is quite magnanimous. Many people, even if they are generous, are reluctant to give food to others casually. You might kindly give them something to eat, but if they get sick from it, they'll come after you.
After eating grapes for a while, the card game began. Liu Chang'an made a grand vow to win big, but he failed to do so after a round. Old Man Qian was eager to help Liu Chang'an, but Liu Chang'an naturally refused.
"I'll play a couple of rounds for you, let's see how lucky we are!"
"Uncle Qian, before you go on stage, pay me the twenty yuan you owe me!" another person said.
"If I had brought money, I would have gone already!"
I'll get angry at your mother and Laozi!
"Go ahead, go ahead!"
Liu Chang'an had a good hand; he caught the opponent who was arguing with Old Man Qian with a cannon, and immediately turned the tables. The opponent was Old Man Qin, who immediately brushed a few stray strands of hair from his head and pointed at Old Man Qian angrily, cursing him. If it weren't for his noise disturbing his train of thought, would he have been able to make such a big play?
"If you can't handle it yourself, find someone else to cause trouble!" Old Man Qian touched his hair, took a few leisurely steps, and then quickly ran off again. Old Man Qin had a terrible temper; if he really caught up with him, it wouldn't look good. He was outta here.
Liu Chang'an played cards all night and won sixteen yuan, feeling quite satisfied.
On my way home, I remembered that I had only asked Ma Shilong to send me a few hens for half a month. I had to prepare them myself these past few days, which felt quite expensive. It seems that starting tomorrow, I will have to catch some centipedes, snakes, frogs, and the like.
Liu Chang'an went to check inside the carriage again. The coffin had become quiet again during this time. It seemed that the little girl from the Shangguan Family had really realized that she would see Liu Chang'an again after waking up, so she simply shut herself off again.
However, Liu Chang'an believed that this hibernation state was definitely different from the previous ones, and it was impossible for her to wake up again two thousand years later.
Can this coffin be reused? Although the coffin is currently still drawing life force from her, Liu Chang'an has already sensed that the powerful magnetic field it once possessed has weakened.
When the coffin loses its power, she will inevitably come to her senses and truly regain her senses.
Once he regains consciousness, he will slowly recover the various sensations he had when he was alive, such as hunger... a sensation that is very important to Liu Chang'an.
To live, one must have desires, otherwise life will feel boring. Longevity without desires is what is truly terrifying.
Satisfying the feeling of "hunger" is a desire. She will definitely be hungry too. When she feels "hunger" not only for vitality and blood, but also for the same kind of "hunger" as Liu Chang'an, she will always come out.
So Liu Chang'an prepared himself and began reading in the carriage. "When you return to this world, you'll need to replenish your common sense, and common sense should be based on history. So let me use Lü Simian's book to explain it to you... First of all, you are Han Chinese. Now we don't emphasize the Han ethnicity anymore; we talk about the China nation... In the past, our country absorbed many other ethnic groups. Because of constant contact with them, we were able to learn from each other, adopting their strengths to make up for our weaknesses. Although our civilization started early, it is always new and vibrant..."
"Ethnicity and race are different. Race is judged by skin color and bone structure; their similarities and differences are immediately apparent, but over time they can gradually assimilate. Ethnicity, on the other hand, Analects, belief, and customs; though intangible, their influence is immense. Those who are similar, though divided, will inevitably seek harmony; those who are different..."
Liu Chang'an picked up Lü Simian's "A Brief History of China" and began to recite it word for word. As for the little girl's different opinions, she couldn't refute them now, and Liu Chang'an wasn't expressing his own academic views.
This is similar to prenatal education, Liu Chang'an felt like he was giving coffin education to a coffin.
Liu Chang'an didn't close the carriage door completely, since the coffin had already been placed in a corner, and you could only see it if you stuck your head in.
After talking for most of the night, Liu Chang'an finally went to sleep.
In a rented room on the rooftop across the street, a young man put away his binoculars and listening equipment, and involuntarily yawned. Damn it, I thought this guy had finally opened the carriage door and was about to do something, but who knew this lunatic had been reading a history book all night, instantly broadening my historical knowledge considerably.
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