The carriage was very stable. Xie Liangchen had thought about talking to his grandmother more in the car. As soon as he finished reading about Zi Geng and Mr. Dongli, Xie Liangchen fell asleep again.

Gao looked at Xie Liangchen who was sleeping peacefully leaning against the carriage and said, "I was sleepy when I heard about studying. Chen Yatou would do the same. My aunt would say something else next time."

After the autumn harvest, not only Chen Zigeng, but Heidan and the others had to go back to study after this trip.

As soon as I put down the farm tools, I had to pick up the paper and pen. All the people in Zhenzhou and villages made money, and I asked my husband to go first.

From collecting herbs and cultivating herbs to making strands and wax paper nowadays, there are often notices posted in the government office. There are also book pavilions in the county, and there are pictures of medicinal materials drawn by Xie Liangchen and others. There are many medicinal properties of medicinal materials on the medicinal materials, which can be seen by those who are literate.

There are also methods for the cooked medicines in the Cooked Medicine Institute, which are also hanged in the Cooked Medicine Institute, which can be read casually and learn words much faster than others.

In the past, I said that I would become an official in the future, but how many officials can a county be produced? Children from poor families don’t have to think about it. Now they have experienced it personally that reading and literacy is not just for being an official, but the benefits of literacy are numerous. If you want to go far in the future, you have to understand knowledge.

Which one does not need to study when traveling business, judging prices, and making spinning wheels?

Zhenzhou did this, and Zhaozhou and Dingzhou followed suit. There were many paper shops in the north. The paper sold to the village for children to study was the ones that were not very good on weekdays, but the price was cheap and everyone could afford it.

Once, when Gao was walking in the village, he heard the sister-in-law of the old seventh family scolding the child: How can such a good thing beside him? The gentleman and the pen and paper were bought in the village. If you don’t study hard, who do you deserve?

She was deeply touched and beat the black eggs that ran around when she went back. The money she had saved for studying and writing was saved by the village. Where did such a life come from?

Didn’t it that the Liao people were killed and the adults worked hard to earn money?

If the dog can't see it, it's harder than his own son.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, the little wooden stick whistled, and the dust that had been accumulated behind the black egg's butt for a long time was pulled out.

Now every household in Chenjia Village has a lot of trouble. They all gather together to talk about their children's schooling. Who was scolded by their husbands in the clan school, and then turned around and was chased by the adults at home.

Who dared to think that this situation could still be seen in Chenjia Village?

Gao's thinking was a bit far from it. When he came to his senses, he found that Old Mrs. Chen had not spoken.

Gao was about to come over and say a few more words. Old Mrs. Chen told her not to make any noise, so as not to wake up Liangchen. Chen Yuer next to her was doing needlework and thread quietly, and from time to time covered the blanket that slid down from Xie Liangchen's legs back.

Xie Liangchen slept very heavily this time and almost forgot that he was in the carriage.

This has been the case for several consecutive days, sleeping from Luzhou to Xingzhou.

Xie Liangchen vaguely knew that after passing Xingzhou City, the carriage stopped, it was already dark outside. Just as she was about to ask where she found that her grandmother, Gao Shi and Yu'er had both got out of the car.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a person walked in. Xie Liangchen rubbed his eyes and saw Song Xian.

With eyes facing each other, Xie Liangchen was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Why are you here? Where are you? Have you ever returned to Zhenzhou?"

Xie Liangchen wanted to get up, but Song Xian grabbed him: "Let it go slowly, it's narrow here, I'll take you away when I go out."

"No," Xie Liangchen said, "I'm not tired, I've been sleeping for several days."

"I know, grandmother asked Chang Yue to send me a letter."

Xie Liangchen didn't come back to his senses for a moment, so... why did grandmother tell Song Xian about this? Or was she wrong? Did grandmother say something else and mentioned it?

When Xie Liangchen was about to jump out of the carriage, Song Xian still reached out and hugged her firmly in his arms.

The manager's mother went to the front and the lights were on the front desk. The group walked into the inn.

Xie Liangchen stretched his head and looked at the inn. She looked familiar to him. It was near Zhao County.

Xie Liangchen said, "Let me down! I will be seen later."

"What are you afraid of?" Song Xian said softly, "We have been married long ago."

Do you dare to act recklessly outside after getting married?

Song Xian said: "If you want to be shy, just lean over. If you can't see it, it's okay."

Xie Liangchen looked up at Song Xian: "Does I not see others when doing this, or do others not see my face?"

Song Xian smiled and said, "Everything is OK."

"I'm not stupid."

She would not be embarrassed if she couldn't see others? Others could not see her face and knew who the governor of Song Jie was holding.

Song Xian laughed: "It doesn't matter if you're stupid, I don't dislike you."

Xie Liangchen still leaned his head on Song Xian, not because he was invisible, but because it was very comfortable.

After entering the door, she was placed on the bed. Song Xian picked up the quilt and wanted to cover it on her.

"Wait," Xie Liangchen glanced outside the door, "Where did my grandmother go? Where did my second aunt and Yu'er? Didn't Heidan and the others come? I haven't washed it yet..."

Before Xie Liangchen could finish his words, his stomach rumbling.

Song Xian looked at her steadily, with a smile on his face: "I have someone prepare the meal and go to have a meal later."

Xie Liangchen was about to get up, but was still stopped by Song Xian: "Mr. Xu is here with me, let Mr. Xu show you first."

"Sir, too?" Xie Liangchen immediately felt unusual, "Why should I ask the sir to take my pulse?"

Song Xian tidied up the quilt again and gently pulled Xie Liangchen's hand: "It's nothing big, don't worry first, I'll go and invite Mr. Xu."

Song Xian got up and walked out, and a moment later, Xu Tingzhen entered the door.

Xie Liangchen was confused and didn't know what was going on.

After Xu Tingzhen sat down, he reached out and pulled Xie Liangchen's hand.

Xie Liangchen looked at Mr. Xu and then looked at Song Xian standing next to him. Song Xian seemed a little nervous and frowned slightly.

The atmosphere is really weird.

It took Mr. Xu a long time to move his hand away and look at Xie Liangchen with a smile in his eyes: "You are asked to learn to take the pulse more on weekdays, but you are unwilling to listen, otherwise I will not need to go this trip."

Before Xie Liangchen could speak, Song Xian said, "It's all my fault. I just took my mother back and arrived at the autumn harvest. Luzhou still had to resettle refugees. It was really hard for her to work hard and she didn't care about going to read medical books."

"Okay," Xu Tingzhen said, "I didn't say anything, I just protected you? Even if I really put in my effort and don't have a few years of experience, I dare not say it."

A smile appeared in Song Xian's eyes, like a ray of sunshine shining through the gap of the clouds: "Sir, what is the pulse of Liangchen?"

Xu Tingzhen nodded: "I guessed it right by Old Lady Chen, thanks to such an elder around me."

Xie Liangchen seemed to have guessed something, but he was still not sure: "Sir, are you talking about me..."
Chapter completed!