This doubt swayed in my heart, but I couldn't ask. After a while, I heard the master say, "Your Senior Brother Ding, you should be able to understand that you don't have to worry about him like this. When you are studying, it's better to be a little slower." Han Yiming couldn't touch his head, but the master repeatedly told him to keep it in mind.

That night, after dinner, Han Yiming saw that it was getting late, so he came out of Jingxinyuan. I don’t know whether Ding Wu was in Yule or his former hut, but he walked along the path and crossed the ridge. A hut had appeared in front of him. Han Yiming walked closer and saw that the door of the house was open, and the hazy light was shooting from the open door of the house. It turned out that Ding Wu was still waiting for him here. When he walked forward, he saw a man standing up from the ground in front of the house. It was Ding Wu.

Ding Wu rubbed his hands a few times: "Junior brother, you are here." It seems that he has been waiting here for a while. Han Yiming said, "Senior brother, are you waiting for me?" Ding Wu said, "Well. Oh, I will loosen the soil by the way." He led Han Yiming into the room. There was a small oil lamp on the table in the room. Ding Wu was covered in mud, holding a small shovel in his hand, which was also covered in mud. Ding Wu said, "Junior brother, please sit for a while, I will come after washing my hands."

Han Yiming said, "Senior Brother, please give me a treat!" Sitting down at the table, Ding Wu went to wash his hands. Although it was not the first time Han Yiming came to Ding Wu's house, it was the first time he sat down here in the evening. Under the light, the room became quieter and quieter. Not only did Ding Wu hold a pot of tea, two tea cups, and sat down opposite him and said, "Junior Brother, please have tea." Han Yiming said, "You don't have to be polite, which book do you want to listen to me today?" Ding Wu said, "Oh, I don't know." He stood up, walked to the bed, and took a booklet from the bed and handed it over: "I don't pick it either. I just took one of the books I can get. Please take a look for me." Han Yiming took it and saw it. It was a book called "The Legend of the Ram". He couldn't help but be stunned. He looked up at Ding Wu.

Ding Wu looked at him, and Han Yiming looked at the "Book of the Ram" in his hand. He had read "Book of the Ram" before, but he had forgotten it at this time. This was one of the "Three Legends of the Spring and Autumn Period". He used to hear the teacher's lectures and found it difficult to understand many words. He didn't want to understand them very well. Can Senior Brother Ding understand the meaning of it?

At the beginning, Ding Wu said, "Junior brother, is there anything wrong with this book?" Han Yiming said, "Senior brother, do you know what book it is?" Ding Wu shook his head and said, "I don't know what book it is. I don't know which one it is. I can't tell which one it is. There are so many books in Baizhi Bookstore that I can't read, so it's no different from which one it is." Han Yiming knew that he told him that the origin of this book was completely useless, and he had only a little understanding of this book, so it would be better not to say it.

After pondering for a while, he raised his head and saw Ding Wu looking at him, he said, "Then, senior brother, I'll read it now." He turned the first page and suddenly started to take the lead and said, "Senior brother, wait a moment, I'll read it first." He read it for a while before he could recite it for Ding Wu. He followed what the master said, and recited it a little slower. After reading one sentence, he stopped. Ding Wu listened quietly, and Han Yiming finished reading one sentence, and waited for him for a while. Ding Wu also said, "Okay, please read it down." Han Yiming didn't know if he understood it, but he didn't ask, and recited the next sentence again.

After reading a paragraph, Ding Wu said, "Please take a break, please take a tea." After making a cup of tea for him, Han Yiming took a sip of tea and couldn't help asking, "Senior brother, can you understand what I read?" Ding Wu said, "Junior brother, I said I can understand, do you believe it?" He was honest and had no falsehood. Although Han Yiming was a little confused, he said, "I believe it." Ding Wu said, "I can really understand it, and I can also understand its meaning. If you let me tell you clearly and clearly, I can't. But I understand the meaning in the mean." Han Yiming was a little surprised. He had never heard of such a person, who could not understand the big words, but he could understand the meaning of the difficult chapters. It seemed that the Master had a sharp vision.

He didn't say anything, Ding Wu said, "Oh, I know how to tell you and my junior brother, but it's hard to believe it." Han Yiming shook his head and said, "Senior brother, it's not that I don't believe in my senior brother, I am surprised because my senior brother is unique. I am ignorant of my lyrics but cannot know the meaning. It's really surprising that my senior brother can't understand the meaning."

After drinking tea and sitting for a while, Han Yiming read another paragraph. This time, it was different from the previous paragraph. It read more easily and did not deliberately slow down. He read while reading Ding Wu. Ding Wu sat opposite him and listened carefully. He was rough and bold. At this time, he listened carefully, without any confusion or ignorance. It was really strange. After Han Yiming finished reading a paragraph, Ding Wu said, "Well, thank you junior brother, I will finish reading this today." Han Yiming closed the book, Ding Wu took the book first, put it next to his pillow, and poured another cup of tea and handed it over.

Han Yiming took the tea with both hands, and a question arose in his heart and asked, "Senior Brother, are you born to listen?" Ding Wu said, "Little Brother, I am not born to be like this. But..." He stopped and said, "I don't know when it became like this. Well, yes, after the vegetables I grew said to me, I can listen." Han Yiming said, "Did the vegetables grown by senior brother? What did those vegetables say to senior brother?"

Ding Wu was a little embarrassed: "Do they? Tell me their names and said what they like!" Han Yiming couldn't help but feel excited and said, "Senior Brother, are you saying they said their names to you?" Ding Wu said, "Yes." He got up and took a booklet and handed it over. Han Yiming took it and opened it. The first few pages happened to be his unsightly ghost painting talisman. This is Ding Wu's painting and shadow book, and each painting is titled next to the name. When the name was mentioned, he asked Ding Wu. What Ding Wu said, so he naturally wrote it on the same word with homophones. Ding Wu not only asked the senior brothers to mark the shapes of these vegetables and vegetables, but even said the names one by one to the senior brothers. At that time, Han Yiming only thought it was his own, but then he realized that it was not the case at all. It was what the senior brother said when he heard the vegetables and vegetables he grew.
Chapter completed!