Chapter 1 Stone Room Cultivation

This is one of the 100,000 mountains in northern China.

The mountains are majestic and dangerous, with trenches and trenches and trenches. In some places, there are primeval forests with altitudes ranging from 1,000 meters to 3,000 meters. Because of the complex terrain and great differences in climate, the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter are distinct, spring is warm, autumn is short, summer is hot, and winter is cold.

Jiutian Mountain is located at the northernmost point. Behind the mountain is a cliff, unfathomable and difficult to fly birds. It is surrounded by mountains on both sides, and the terrain in front is relatively flat. There are small villages scattered in every corner. There are occasionally half of the figures of people on the winding paths.

Due to the backward living environment and inconvenient transportation, the people living in Jiutian Mountain live a very hard life. Relatively speaking, it is very different from the chaotic, intrigue and bustling outside the mountain, and the life-and-death bustling world. Life in the mountains is very hard and poor, but there is sweetness in the bitterness, and it is also satisfying to entertain oneself.

Few people come to the mountains, and few people walk out of Jiutian Mountain. Although the mountains are bitter, there are fewer disputes in the outside world and more innocence unique to the people in the mountains. It is a special gift to the children of Jiutian Mountain. People live here for generations and have a deep attachment to Jiutian Mountain that nurtured them.

Wangjia Village is located in the right corner of Jiutian Mountain. The village is not big, with about ten families. Most of the people in this village’s surname is Wang, so this village has always been called Wangjia Village.

It is said that the ancestor of Wangjia Village was a high-ranking official. Because he offended the powerful people in the court, he came to the mountains to live in seclusion. Before his death, he left his ancestral teachings: "Any descendants should not be an official. Scholars are suitable and passed down from generation to generation." After that, the descendants of the Wang family followed the ancestral teachings. After they were successful in their studies and obtained the status of scholars, they went to various parts of the country to practice hard, and then went home to live a pastoral and secluded life.

In the autumn of this year, a couple with elegant temperament came to Wangjia Village, Jiutianshan.

Everyone in the village knows that the man is the son of the Wang family's eldest house in the south of the village. The daughter has never seen him before. Depending on the situation, they are a couple. The Wang family has been working outside for a family and rarely comes back. Now I don’t know what’s going on. The eldest house’s son is back, but the eldest house has not come back.

After the couple had a close conversation with the second wife, they lived on the hillside of Jiutian Mountain, five miles away from the Wang family, and did not live in Wangjia Village.

The villagers were surprised by this because the mountain opposite was tall and large, and no one wanted to live there, let alone this handsome couple.

However, the couple was satisfied with the environment.

Over time, the couple would occasionally go to Wangjia Village to see the second house - their second uncle, who gradually became familiar with the villagers. Life was like this.

As time goes by quietly, fifteen years pass by in a flash.

Fifteen years have been neither short nor long. Life in Zhongshan has not changed much in the past ten years, and young couples are no longer young and have entered middle age. To be honest, there is a change, that is, the village chief of Wangjia Village has jointly established a primary school with other surrounding villages and hired them to manage and teach.

In a plain life, it is also good to teach the little monkeys in the mountains and can pass the time; secondly, the children in the mountains can learn some knowledge, and they will not be illiterate when they come to the outside world in the future. Society is developing, and people cannot stay in the mountains forever, after all, the world outside is very vast.

On that day, the couple had a happy conversation in the room!

"Husband, what name do you want to give your child?" The wife asked her husband gently.

The handsome and upright husband heard his wife's question, put down the book in his hand, and used his powerful hands to carefully help his sweet wife with a big belly to lie down on the bed to rest, then covered her with a quilt and asked, "What do you think? You are the future mother of the child, you will be pregnant for ten months, nurturing for three years, and raising for ten years. Being a mother is the hardest, and it is most suitable for you to name it." The husband pushed the problem to his wife.

"You are the head of the family," said the beautiful wife in a touching manner: "You should take it! I think this is better."

"Isn't it just five months pregnant? There is still a lot of time before the baby is born. Why are you so anxious?" the husband asked with a smile.

"Yes!" After hearing what the husband said, the wife thought about it, wasn't the child still early, and she thought to herself and said, "But I'm a little too anxious, and now I want to give a nice name."

"That's it!" The husband said casually without thinking: "Look at what Wangshan is, it's all about mountains here anyway."

The wife gave her husband a slight anger and said, "No, you can think of such a rustic name?" She didn't want her name to be very old-fashioned.

"Haha..." The husband was amused by his wife's beautiful expression, and he thought for a moment and said, "We live on Jiutian Mountain. The ice and snow on the top of Jiutian Mountain are not melting all year round. Then call him Wang Bing. Anyway, I don't know whether it is a man or a woman. This name is suitable for both men and women. What do you think?"

"Wang Bing?" his wife said happily, and then said happily: "This name is good. The child's name is Wang Bing, that's it!"

As the couple talked, my name was settled.

My birth has indeed brought earth-shaking changes and surprises to my parents’ peaceful life!

First of all, my life is no longer monotonous, and my mother quit her job at school and took care of me at home; secondly, I inherited the handsome advantages of my parents. There were two dimples on my handsome face, a pair of childish big eyes, bright and energetic. Occasionally, two black eyes were like abacus beads, and my mother laughed and scolded, all my advantages were destroyed by those thief eyes, and I knew there were so many tricks at first glance, but with my cute appearance, I still ate a lot of candies from my uncles and aunts in the village; thirdly, my parents started to teach me to read and read, and by the age of three, I had known a lot of words and could read some books by myself.

How can I not make my parents happy with such a smart son? Now at the age of four, I have read the only few books in my family. Although I have many puzzles, I have already made my parents feel happy and happy.

That morning, I was lying on a small hill not far from home, biting a wheat rod bored in my mouth, crossing my legs, resting my head on a small stone, humming a mountain song that I didn't even understand, and leisurely looking at the blue sky and white clouds. I thought to myself that I had read the books at home several times, and there were no other books to read, so I had to read those old books, which was better than nothing. Brother Jun and Sister Hui didn't come to play with me, it was very boring. Thinking of this, I threw out the wheat rod I was biting in my mouth.

The second grandfather has three sons.

The eldest and second brother are older than my father and started a family earlier. Their children are much older than me, so I usually don’t go to play with them.

The third brother, my third uncle, is younger than my father, and has a pair of children. My sister is four years older than me, and she is called Wang Huili. My brother is two years older than me, and she is called Wang Jun. Since they are not much older, they can play together, and of course they have the best relationship.

The place where I lay was high in my house, so my parents could see me lying bored at home. My mother saw my bored and cute appearance and said to my father helplessly: "Look at our little tricks and tricks, I have always been unable to appreciate the gods these two days. It makes people angry when they are naughty, but looking at his lazy now, I am quite worried."

"Is that right? You didn't teach your son a lesson every day to learn your lesson, don't destroy this one all day long, isn't it great now? I remember that I haven't felt so quiet and comfortable for a long time, haha!" My father said with a smile, but when I think of my destructiveness, I feel very troubled.

"Is there anyone who said that to your son?" The mother angrily said to her father: "What's wrong with your son? You, a father, don't care at all?"

"Who said I don't care? I just sometimes think my son is too naughty. When you look at his eyes, when you are not serious, you will have a bad idea," the father said with some amusement. "You and I have never had a headache. However, he was quite obedient when he was studying. These days he was so sad that he had no books. The village is far away from here, and there are no children playing with him... Well, you can open the library passed down from the ancestors of the Wang family to his son."

The mother said hesitantly: "But my son is very young now, after all, he is only four years old. Will you wait a few years before talking about it?"

How could the father not understand what his mother was thinking? She couldn't bear to spend her son's childhood like this, so the father laughed and said, "I think it's OK. Don't you think our son is smart and smart. He has read the few books in the family several times?"

My mother thought about it and said that her son was very smart since childhood and liked to study. However, after all, he was still young and should not deprive him of his innocence. I hope he has a happy childhood.

The mother thought for a while and felt that the blind decision was unfair to her son, and said, "Let's discuss it with her son?"

"That's right, but this kid will definitely agree. You see, there are no books to read now, and my son is depressed these days." The father said. The father thought to himself, you don't understand your son, and books are very important to him.

My mother thought that I had no books to read now and was not very energetic. She not only smiled but also looked full of love. Although she didn't want me to get into the pile of books too early, she was helpless.

After dinner in the evening.

Seeing that I was listless, my father thought that it seemed that it would be impossible to solve the problem if he didn't talk to his son, so he smiled and said, "Son, why are you feeling depressed these days? Do you have any worries? Tell my dad, see if my dad can help you?"

"It's nothing, Dad!" I said with some conscience. I thought to myself, I have no books to read and can't play with the children, so I'm depressed.

My mother glanced at my father and knew that what my father said before was reasonable. She held me in her arms with some affection, kissed me on the face and said, "Do you want to go to the village to play? Why don't my mother take you there tomorrow?"

Since my family is about five miles away from the village, I rarely go there. Occasionally my mother also takes me to the village for a walk and play with the children in the village. I always read books quietly by everyone at other times. I think reading is my greatest pleasure.

"I just went there the day before yesterday, and I don't want to go there now." I said with no energy. Indeed, I didn't even have the interest in playing with the children at this moment.

The father smiled at his mother and then asked, "Son, is it because he has no books to read, that he has something to worry about?"

I raised my face and looked at my parents, blinked my big eyes, guessing that my parents already knew the reason for my depression, but what could I do, and said helplessly: "Dad, mom, you know, and you still ask me."

The father looked at his mother proudly, meaning you see, I was right. The mother smiled helplessly, thinking to herself, it seemed that she didn't know enough about her son.

The father's mind is not as delicate as his mother. He thinks that it is a good thing for his son to like to study, and it has the advantages of the Wang family.

So he said to me mysteriously: "Don't worry, my son, I will give you a surprise tomorrow and I will guarantee you to like it!"

I thought to myself, what is so mysterious, so I asked in confusion: "Can you tell me what it is? Dad, I want to know now!"

"It's very late now, I'll tell you tomorrow," said my father. He didn't want me to be so excited that I couldn't sleep at night.

Naturally, I didn't understand what my father was thinking, and asked in confusion: "Dad, you can't be lying to me, huh! I'm not that easy to lie to me." I frowned and looked disbelief.

"What? Dad lie to you, you kid, when did Dad lie to you?" My father said in a raising voice. He deliberately joked with me to change the topic and draw my attention.

My father and I often joked, but how could we not understand, and we deliberately said, "Then why don't you tell me? It would be strange if you didn't lie to me?"

My expression of disbelief made my father feel a little angry: "If you don't tell you, you are lying to you. This is the truth of that school. You guys won't make up the truth by yourself, right?"

My mother was ridiculous about the conversation between us father and son and said to me: "Son, your father didn't lie to you, mom will guarantee you!"

When a mother stood up, I knew that there was no way for my father to say it, so I had to stretch out my tongue helplessly, grimaced and said, "For my mother's guarantee, I had to believe it, but I only believed half of it, and the other half could not be guaranteed." I could not be completely defeated by my father, otherwise I would be embarrassed.

My mother thought that the father and son would fight endlessly, so she carried me to the bed in the room, patted my face gently and said, "Sleep, I believe your father will not lie to you."

I was sleeping in bed, thinking about what exactly it was. What I needed most now is books, but there were no books at home. Looking at the expressions of my father and mother, it was not like lying to me. If it was a book, it would be great. I fell asleep in a daze with a worried mood.

The next day, it was a sunny day.

In order to get my father's surprise, I got up very early. After breakfast, I followed my father to the stone wall behind the yard.

I don't understand what my father is going to do. I am very familiar with it here. I can also know something when I close my eyes. My father gently pressed a protruding stone inward, and the stone wall in front of me slowly moved to the right, and a one-person-high stone door appeared. Then my father looked at me silently and walked into the stone door. I followed my father into the stone door, shocked by what I saw in front of me.

This is a large stone room, with a living room, study room, bedroom, and collection room. The living room is very simple to arrange, with only stone tables and chairs made of stones. There is a night pearl embedded on the top of the room, which makes the light look good and soft.

I couldn't help but feel confused. When I went to every stone room to check, I never thought that there would be such a stone room behind my yard, and one of them was the study room I had always dreamed of.

My father woke me up, pointed to the stone chair and asked me to sit down, and then sat down himself, with a serious expression, and was silent for a moment and said:

"This stone chamber was left by our ancestors of the Wang family and the hard work of several generations of our Wang family. I will give it to you today and hope you can preserve it in this life."

I was so dizzy that I thought to myself, today I got treasures, and these books were enough for me to read. I said excitedly: "Really, Dad, it really belongs to me in the future." I almost thought I had heard it wrong.

My father could understand my mood at this moment, thinking, I was not the same as you back then, nodding and saying, "Really, son, you heard it right," and then said, "But son, you must understand the history and ancestral teachings of the Wang family before you accept it."

"Okay, Dad!" I nodded seriously and asked, "What is it?" Because my parents never mentioned it to me, even if my father brought me here today, I would never have dreamed of this place.

My father told me about my ancestors who came to Jiutian Mountain to live in seclusion and left behind the legacy passed down from generation to generation. The descendants followed the ancestral teachings and lived in Jiutian Mountain...

The father said, "Why is this the hard work of the Wang family? Because every generation of children were brought here by their elders from the age of six, and they could not leave until they became adults, and they were admitted to the examination for the status of scholars. Then they went to various places to practice. After the experience, they brought back a large number of travel notes and books. In their seclusion, they wrote down their own experiences. Over the years, these experiences, experiences, experiences, books, including all aspects, cover a wide range of contents."

I listened quietly to my father's story, feeling excited and felt very proud inside because I am also a descendant of the Wang family.

My father continued: "In recent generations, due to the poverty of life, each generation can only keep one or two people studying here, which basically declined. There are few people in Wangjia Village today. As for the things in the collection room, although many of them are very precious, they are brought back by experienced practitioners of all generations and do not pay attention to them, so they throw them there."

I glanced at several stone chambers and was impressed by the minds of ancestors of all generations. No matter what they thought at that time, the most precious thing was left to the future generations.

Finally, my father said: "Social development has reached now. Due to the changes of the times, the ancestral teachings are not necessarily suitable for you. By the time your grandfather's generation has broken the ancestral teachings. My only requirement for you is to keep the efforts of the past generations and cherish it."

I was in a state of great emotion and said confidently: "Believe me, dad, I will, because I am also a descendant of the Wang family." This moment made me feel how happy the descendants of the Wang family are!

...

After my father left, I looked at the stone room again with excitement. Of course, the study room is the first choice. I have to admire the experienced practitioners of all generations. In addition to some experiences and travel notes, I collected a large number of books, and these books are very extensive, including: "Piano, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting, various schools of thought, local customs and customs, military, medical books, etc.."

Among them, I like military, medical books and travel notes, experiences and experiences of experienced practitioners of all generations. I just simply understand other books, but have not understood them in depth.

The storage room was messy, with rusty swords, all kinds of strange-shaped stones. On the right stone wall was a very old wooden rack, filled with all kinds of things. I flipped it around casually, and I was not interested in these things, or I was not as interested in them as the age I was interested in. It was a dark wooden box that attracted my idea. I swept away the dust on the lid of the wooden box, and opened it. It was a piece of green stone with a soft blue light. It felt cold and comfortable in my hand. "It seems that my ancestors think it is extraordinary and specially put it in the box," I thought to myself. Actually, I don't know that there are many unknown and extremely precious things in these things. It's just that the ancestors have always lived in seclusion in the mountains, using reading and farming as entertainment. If they can't use them, they just put them here.

From now on, I was immersed in the ocean of knowledge, and life showed me its vast side.
To be continued...