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    After turning off the lights at 9:30 that night, Ruihe lit the oil lamp and watched for half an hour more. Zhu Hongxing urged everyone before they could go to bed.

    That night, Ruihe dreamed of the day he was taken out to take the blame in the house. That day, he was helping the young master of his master's family wash clothes.  The young master's clothes are in the style of a small suit, and the fabric is expensive. The mistress would not let the vulgar washerwoman in the laundry room wash them, so she let the young master's personal maid wash them.

    That day, the maid asked Ruihe to wash something. Ruihe just started to check his clothes to see if there was anything in his pocket. He wanted to take it out to prevent it from getting wet. As a result, he overturned a wet and tattered book.

    The book was sandwiched between the clothes. Rui He thought it looked familiar. As soon as he took it out, he was frightened by an angry shout: "You little He! You actually broke the master's ancient book! You are going to die!"

    Rui He was so frightened that his hands shook, and the wet book fell to the ground, covered with a layer of bone-deep dust.  The development after that was even faster. He was quickly convicted and sentenced to death with a cane, "to rectify the evil spirit of stealing" and "don't teach the young master and the young lady bad."

    While being gagged and executed, Rui He vaguely remembered that this afternoon when he was scrubbing the floor on the corridor, he seemed to hear the young master smashing something in the study, and two muffled sounds from the young master and the maid serving inside.  Keep screaming.  He asked, and the maid simply said that she broke the tea cup. It took a while before the maid came out with the broken pieces, but he didn't take it to heart.  Looking back, the maid's face looked wrong at that time. When the young master went out to his wife's room to finish dinner in the evening, her face was not very good-looking either.

    Thinking like this, it was as if he smelled the faint fragrance of tea when he just picked up the book.

    "He always looks at the ancient book with his eyes, as if he wants to touch it! He must have planned to steal the book! In the end, he accidentally broke the book!" This is what the maid said.

    "We, the Li family, cannot keep such a servant. We should give him a good beating and kick him out. If he cannot learn the rules in the house, let the outside world teach him well." This is what the wife said.

    "That's fine. Alas! I just happened to find out that Minister Zhao likes ancient books, and this is what he likes. I didn't expect that this book has been at home for many years, but it broke when I was going to use it today. It's really annoying!"  That's what the master said.

    "Master, I heard that some masters are good at repairing ancient books. Why don't you send them to be repaired first? Or give them a farewell gift. My parents' family also has some good gifts. How about I go back and borrow them"

    And then he lost his life.

    The feeling of pain that penetrated the bone marrow made Ruihe unable to help but struggle. His head hit the wall and he was suddenly awakened by the pain.

    It was very quiet at night, and the dormitory was even darker.  Ruihe sat up, panting and rubbing his forehead, muttering in a low voice: "How could you dream of this?"

    Dreaming about parents and younger sister makes people happier. Dreaming about those is not a waste of precious time while sleeping.  Ruihe angrily rubbed his forehead several times, and then got back into bed. He couldn't doze off on the first day of class.

    sleep.

    On the first day of school, Ruihe got up at 5:30. After brushing his teeth and washing up, he went downstairs and ran half a circle on the school road. When he returned to the dormitory, everyone else was almost ready, so he put on his schoolbag and headed to the cafeteria to have breakfast.

    It¡¯s barely half past six, but the No. 1 canteen is already bustling with people, and the smell of porridge, bread, and hot and sour pickles is wafting everywhere.  Buying a bowl of hot porridge in the morning and taking a sip can warm your heart.  After buying two more fist-sized steamed buns and a thumb-sized preserved vegetable that he brought with him, Rui He had a warm breakfast and felt comfortable all over.

    There were five people in the dormitory, among whom Lu Anping and Zhu Hongxing ate as simply as he did. Ma Chenggong ate the most sumptuously.  I saw him buying a piece of fried noodles, two flower rolls, a meat bun, and a glass of bean juice. He said, "I've never eaten bean juice. I heard it's very famous - oh, my God, what does this taste like!"

    Chen Pingan was drinking porridge and smiled when he saw this: "Many people from outside the country can't get used to the taste."

    Ma Chenggong's face wrinkled into the wrinkles on the bun, and he swallowed with difficulty: "I really can't get used to it, what should I do? There is still a big bowl." He closed his eyes and pinched his nose and drank it all in, "Can't waste it!"  After eating breakfast, Yi Shuihan's tragic mood was revealed, making the others laugh non-stop.

    After breakfast, everyone went to the teaching building. There were only two classes on ancient Chinese history this morning. The teacher looked like he was over fifty. He talked about ancient times in a tone that was sometimes passionate and sometimes low. Ruihe was immersed in it until he talked about it.  After class, I still felt like I still had a lot to learn.

    Teacher Hao¡¯s lectures are the most powerful he has ever seen, but it is obvious that the teachers from Boyang University are even better.

    ¡°Just two classes made Ruihe look forward to his future life even more.The 3-year-old child poked his head out: "Who are you looking for?"

    "Where are your adults?"

    The girl turned around: "Grandpa!"

    An old man over sixty years old came out. He was lean and short. He looked at Ruihe warily and said, "Are you okay?" He quickly glanced behind him and saw that there was no bicycle, and his eyes were a little suspicious.

    "I was introduced by Senior Sister Lu. I would like to know if you have any second-hand bicycles."

    The old gentleman¡¯s expression softened a little, but then he shook his head: ¡°You are late. I just sold a second-hand bicycle that I recently assembled the day before yesterday. Please come back next time you have a chance.¡±

    "Okay, sorry to trouble you." Rui He was a little disappointed.

    With a bad start, Ruihe had no choice but to continue implementing his second plan: saving money.  Sitting on the bus, this time he was finally able to take a good look at Kyoto during the day. The bus was not moving very fast, and the scenery on the street was slowly moving backwards, and he could not take his eyes off it.  After arriving at the bank, he deposited the money and kept the deposit receipts in the bank before daring to go out.

    Kyoto in the morning was full of life and bustling everywhere, and Ruihe couldn't get enough of it.  He saw an old lady carrying a basket and combing her hair, so he followed her and arrived at a vegetable market.  There are more people in the vegetable market, they are jostling each other and shouting one after another.  He walked around from beginning to end and went in to take a look at every shop. He saw the prosperity of Kyoto and saw many local specialties, such as Kyoto eight items.

    He stood in front of the window and looked at it again and again, and asked the salesperson: "How do you sell this? Do you need a ticket?"

    "No need to pay, small items cost five yuan per box, large items cost eleven yuan per box."

    So expensive!

    Ruihe took another look and asked, "How many days can this be kept?"

    "They are all made fresh. The weather is cold now, so they can be stored for seven or eight days. They can't be stored for too long or they will go bad."

    Hearing this, Ruihe stopped thinking. Don¡¯t break it while still on the road.

    After walking around and asking around, he had a rough idea of ??the prices in Kyoto.  Generally speaking, it is half to 20% more expensive than Heliao Commune. For example, the price of rice at Shangmei Village Supply and Marketing Cooperative was 48 cents per pound when he left, but here it is 54 cents.  He has taken a fancy to several specialties at reasonable prices, and plans to buy some as gifts for his relatives and friends when he returns home.

    Today¡¯s mission was completed, and Ruihe went home. Unexpectedly, he got a big surprise as soon as he arrived at the dormitory.

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