Chapter 75 Scholar

Author: Qi Liang Broken Silver

Chapter 75 Scholar

Since the addition of a group of chickens in the yard, it has become a lot more lively and they are chattering non-stop.

The irregular ground in front of the house has been leveled. Some small gravels will be picked up by the chickens with their mouths and thrown outside, forming a small mountain. The slightly larger stones were collected by Xiaocai a few days ago.

A clean one.

Although Cheng Lin hasn't fenced in a yard yet, it already has the vague appearance of a yard.

After Cheng Miaomiao accidentally learned that chicken manure can also be used to fertilize fields, he told Xiao Caiqian that he must go back to the vegetable patch in the backyard to solve the chicken problem. He had to hold it in outside and was determined not to let it go out.

Xiaocai said seriously: "!!"

Xiao Cai immediately turned around and told the chickens, but they were chattering and they didn't know whether they understood or not.

Before replanting corn, the wheat stubble stalks in the field must be burned clean, and then the burned ash is mixed with the soil in the field and plowed. At this time, the cattle in the village cannot be borrowed, so they can only use human plows.

land.

Cheng Lin plowed the land for two days before starting to actually plant.

Ye Ning and he were both hard-working and good hands, their movements were crisp and neat, and they didn't mess around. Even because they only had two acres of land now, it took the two of them a whole day to plant the millet seedlings.

Before the separation, replanting would have taken four or five days.

The warm breeze blows gently, and the green leaves of the grass seedlings stretch in the wind, making a rustling sound. The entire field is like wandering in a green ocean, and just looking at it makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Everyone who has met him has said good things to him.

Cheng Lin also felt that the varieties of millet seedlings given by the village chief this time were too good. They grew really well and did not show any signs of wilting after being planted for several days. He did not know where he bought the good grain seeds. As long as they did not appear later.

Question, there will definitely be a lot of harvest in the end.

Cheng Miaomiao: Hidden merit and fame.

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On the other side, Cheng Miaomiao was trapped in double workload and unable to extricate himself.

Cheng Miaomiao listened to Ji Huai's words that day and felt that what he said made sense: as long as she learned fast enough, homework could not stop her from going up the mountain.

So no matter what excessive reciting and literacy tasks Dr. Zeng gave her in the past two days, she was very active and completed them as quickly as possible. But what she didn't expect was that there were more and more homework assignments, and even medicinal classics were added.

Is this something a four-year-old should know?

The six- or seven-year-old children in the village are still running around all day long calling friends, going down to the river to catch fish, and going up the mountain to hunt for pigweed and pick wild fruits, etc. They look very happy.

——This is not right.

Cheng Miaomiao gradually tasted something different.

She raised her head and asked doubtfully: "Brother Ji Huai, are you sure this will really work?"

Ji Huai put the chosen vegetables into a basin and poured water to wash them. He glanced at her and said in a relaxed tone: "Of course it will work. Do you think we have time to go to the mountains today?"

"I heard that to study under a master, you have to submit your studies to study, but Uncle Zeng didn't even ask us to ask you to study."

Although Dr. Zeng is unforgiving, he is actually kind-hearted.

Otherwise, Ji Huai, a freeloader, should have been kicked out long ago. The county magistrate couldn't find his family, and the village chief couldn't afford the resettlement fee. During this period, he didn't even get half a penny in, but he still wanted to go in.

Substitute money for rent and food.

Cheng Miaomiao had never heard of these things.

Seeing her interest, Ji Huai told her all the bits and pieces he had heard about Shu Xiu. For example, there was a school run by an old scholar in the village that admitted children to study, but the tuition fee for a year was two taels. ; Another example is that the repair fee for apprenticeship was originally supposed to be dried meat, but now it is half a bucket of rice.

It is said that the drought has made life so difficult these days, and the old scholar can no longer farm, so he can only rent out the fields and collect grain as rent money.

He and his old wife lived on tuition fees and tuition fees.

Fortunately, the old scholar had taught several children before and had a fairly good reputation. Over the years, there were a steady stream of students in the school, and the parents of the students would occasionally send some gifts, so he could barely make ends meet.

But in the eyes of the villagers, they are already a decent family.

"Hey, then aren't we taking advantage of Uncle Zeng!"

Cheng Miaomiao suddenly became happy, her eyes flickering.

He tilted his head and looked at him, then asked: "What does Tong Sheng mean? Can you become a scholar if you read and learn to read? Then can we also be scholars in a few years?"

Ji Huai shook his head lightly, he was not very clear either.

Dr. Zeng, who had just walked in, heard the childish words and immediately laughed and said happily: "You can't be a scholar, but Brother Huai still has the possibility. You don't have to think about it."

"Why?"

Cheng Miaomiao was furious.

Does this mean that she studied poorly?

"Only men can take the imperial examination. There are not many people in the county who pass the exam every year, let alone you are still a little girl. Even if you can afford to pay for the exam, no school will accept you." Dr. Zeng pinched. Her cheeks puffed up in anger.

"So why don't you quickly say thank you, Uncle Zeng?"

"You are younger than my father, so you are my younger brother. My father told me to call him uncle."

Cheng Miaomiao raised her head, blinked twice with her dark eyes, and wondered: "Why can't little girls go to school to study? Are only little girls not allowed to study?"

Facing her clear and bright pupils, Dr. Zeng fell silent.

If this was asked by a young girl in her prime, it might sound a bit rebellious to the secular world, but Miaomiao is only over four years old, and she is simply confused as to why there is a difference between men and women in reading.

Because everyone thinks it is virtue for a girl’s family not to have talent.

They should learn how to care for their husbands and raise their children. Even the smartest girls will eventually get married, take care of the chores at home for their husbands, manage the backyard well, and spread the branches and leaves. They should be trapped in a corner of the backyard instead of stretching out their hands. To higher and further places.

But there is no need to tell Miaomiao these words for the time being.

Dr. Zeng started to rub her head like a storm, and said softly: "Children, don't ask so many questions, just read your book carefully. Can you write the words you just taught me?"

Cheng Miaomiao: "???"

She glared at him unconvinced, thinking she was fierce and said: "The spot check will be tomorrow!"

Seeing her fierce look, Dr. Zeng was in a good mood and said: "Oh, that's it. Come on, write out the four words "Master Xiu Cai" for me to see. If it's good, I won't do a spot check tomorrow."

"!!"

Cheng Miaomiao's arrogance suddenly disappeared.

Don't ask, just ask because she is planning to go fishing for birds in the mountains tomorrow.

No longer asking why girls can't study, Cheng Miaomiao groaned and dipped her hands in water on the table to write for him. After finishing writing, she looked at him expectantly, with the word "waiting for praise" written all over her face.

"It's really good, everything is written correctly."

Dr. Zeng raised his eyebrows and said deliberately: "Then I'll reward you for writing another sentence. If you don't keep your word, remember to use these four words next time you want to scold me."

"..."

Damn it!
Chapter completed!