When Duan Mingjing was sent back to his room to rest, Qiao Lan took her family to the ancestral hall to burn incense and worship their ancestors, and told their ancestors the happy news that Duan Mingchen had been admitted as a scholar.
The Duan family was not that particular, so they asked Duan Mingchen to put in a stick of incense and disperse it, and then everyone went back to their rooms to rest.
The next morning, at dawn, an earth-shattering cry suddenly rang out from the Duan family yard.
Qiao Lan just got up from bed and yawned. Suddenly she heard a very familiar cry, and she was curious about what trouble Duan Mingjing had caused.
-
Duan Mingjing couldn't remember much about yesterday's drunkenness. He only felt that he didn't sleep well this night and had a severe headache.
He was sleeping vaguely when he suddenly felt something tickling on his face.
Duan Mingjing closed his eyes and patted his face, and touched a small hard thing that moved and felt a little itchy.
What?
Duan Mingjing opened his eyelids slightly, glanced at his hand, and found a brightly colored ladybug.
insect?
Why are there bugs in the bed?
Duan Mingjing's sleepiness dissipated a lot. He turned over and found a circle of wild flowers covered with soil beside his pillow. Insects were carried on the flowers, and there were many insects crawling on the flowers.
The outside of the flower is a circle of eggs stained with chicken droppings.
Duan Mingjing smelled the smell of chicken shit every day. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it when he smelled it in his sleep, but it was different when it was placed on the bed! Duan Mingjing sat up from the bed!
Suddenly a centipede fell from in front of his eyes, and Duan Mingjing could no longer remain calm!
Instantly he shouted at the top of his lungs.
Mo Qiming is taking the children at home for morning exercises. The children of the Duan family now have to get up early to practice for a while, and the youngest Duan Siyu is no exception.
Hearing this loud cry, Mo Qiming glanced at the green tiles and white wall not far away, curious in his heart.
Duan Yutao took advantage of this moment to turn around and whisper a few words to the little girl next to him, "Is dad awake?"
Duan Siyu's eyes brightened slightly, she pursed her lips and smiled, nodding vigorously.
"Then Dad must have seen the gift we gave him, but why doesn't Dad sound unhappy?"
The light in Duan Siyu's eyes faded a little, and she looked at her brother in confusion, "Why is daddy unhappy?"
-
After a while, Duan Siyu and Duan Yutao stood against the wall outside the study, each holding a book.
Listening to the sound of reading aloud inside, the two children moved their mouths and looked at the scene in the yard, their thoughts drifting away.
In the room separated by a wall, Mrs. Shang was advising Duan Mingjing, "The two children are thinking about you, but they are young and not very sensible."
At this moment, Duan Mingjing had just finished taking a shower, changed his clothes, and was sitting on a wooden chair with a pale face, wiping his hair with a handkerchief.
The sheets on the bed were also changed, and the eggs and wild flowers were cleared away.
The flowers were picked by Duan Siyu. Duan Siyu did not pick the flowers in his own yard, but went to the back mountain to pick them.
The person who took the eggs was Duan Yutao. While picking flowers with his sister, he went to the chicken house and stole a lot of eggs freshly laid by the old hens.
"If they don't like me as their father, they will throw a snake on the bed tomorrow!" Duan Mingjing said angrily.
Who would be happy when he opens his eyes and finds that his body is covered with bugs and there are a bunch of eggs stained with feces?
"The Second Master is serious about what he said. Yu'er and Tao'er are both very sensible. If they hadn't seen the Second Master cry so sadly yesterday, why would they have specially prepared these things to make the Second Master happy?" Mrs. Shang defended the injustice of her children.
Mrs. Shang is a concubine from an official family. She is well-educated and considerate. She is even more gentle and considerate towards Duan Mingjing, and she takes priority in everything.
Shang had no objection to her husband's lack of ambition. A few years after marrying into the Duan family, she realized that the family was counting on the old lady. As long as she and the old lady were devoted, her life in the Duan family would be easy.
Nowadays, the old lady likes women who are self-reliant and sensible, so she has a bit more temper.
The child deserves punishment for doing something wrong, but his intention is good!
Hearing this, Duan Mingjing suddenly turned his head and looked at his wife next to him, "What did you say? Who is crying?"
The worry on Mr. Shang's face faded and he became calmer, "Second Master cried and said yesterday that he failed to pass the examination and was sorry for the ancestors of the Duan family."
Hearing this, Duan Mingjing's face suddenly turned red, then turned from red to green, and then turned white.
Why doesn't he remember?
Mrs. Shang reminded her thoughtfully: "Second Master drank most of the two jars of wine. I'm afraid Second Master may not remember it."
Duan Mingjing:......
He really doesn't remember!
"Where did I cry? How did I cry?"
Mrs. Shang told Duan Mingjing the whole story in detail, which made Duan Mingjing look extremely pale.
What a waste of time! How could he throw himself into Duan Mingqing's arms and cry to him?
But what moved Duan Mingjing was that he was indeed his mother's favorite son. Regardless of whether he passed the examination or not, his mother treated him as always.
My mother is so kind!
Thinking of this, Duan Mingjing's complexion improved a lot. He wiped his hair almost and opened the door.
The creaking sound of the door being pushed was not loud despite the loud sound of reading. Duan Mingjing walked past the courtyard wall and took a look at the moss-covered wooden corridor next door.
I saw a book lying on the edge of the corridor, and the two children who were supposed to be standing here were missing?
Duan Mingjing walked to the door of the study and took a look. He found that there were no two children in the study. His beard immediately became angry!
Treason! Two traitors!
They were punished to stand on the porch for a while, but they actually learned to be lazy and ran away!
Duan Mingqing noticed the movement at the door and stepped out of the threshold with a book, "Brother, are you looking for Tao'er and Yu'er?"
Duan Mingjing looked at his brother in front of him with his breath still, his chest rising and falling slightly, and for some reason, the image of him throwing himself into Duan Mingqing's arms and crying appeared in his mind.
"The two of them were taken away by mother and went to the village."
…
"I know." Duan Mingjing held back his words for a while.
-
On Zhuangzi not far from Duanjia Village, Qiao Lan was taking care of the two acres of melons she planted with her two grandchildren.
This was produced by Qiao Lan using the melon seeds provided by the system.
Planted in the most suitable location in the yard, surrounded by a bamboo fence.
The flowers of melon are mostly white and yellow in color, and they bloom on emerald green vines.
No matter how much Duan Siyu likes to pick flowers on weekdays, she still remembers what her grandma said: You can't pick flowers that can grow food, and you can't pick other people's flowers.
She did not grow this flower, and even if it is her own land, it does not belong to her. Besides, this flower can also grow sweet melons.
Duan Siyu touched the flowers on the vines, quickly grabbed the wild flowers next to them, and uprooted them fiercely.
Duan Yutao was happily playing Cuju ball with the children on Zhuangzi.
Qiao Lan was busy pollinating flowers nearby. Occasionally, she looked up at Duan Siyu and saw that there were more and more wild flowers in Duan Siyu's hands.
"Does Siyu like flowers?" Qiao Lan asked slightly out of breath.
Even as I get older, I still can't do it anymore, and it's very tiring to bend down and work.
Duan Siyu looked at her grandma, blinked her eyes, then looked at the wild flowers in her hand and said obediently: "I like it."
Qiao Lan likes this cute and well-behaved look very much.
I wanted to reach out and touch my good granddaughter’s head, but there were too many pollination tools in my hands and it was difficult to put them down, so I casually said: “Let your dad clear out a piece of land tomorrow, and grandma will teach you how to grow flowers!”
Qiao Lan feels that among the children and grandchildren of the Duan family, the one most likely to inherit her agricultural knowledge is the little girl in front of her, who has been close to nature since she was a child.
"Okay!" A clear child's voice responded.
Mo Qiming, who was waiting nearby to help with the work, looked at the weeds and flowers scattered along the fence, with an incomprehensible expression.
Each one was uprooted. He thought that the young lady in this family was helping to pull weeds in the fields, but it turned out that she liked flowers.
Mo Qiming touched the bridge of his nose and sighed silently in his heart.
No matter how young or old a woman is, her thoughts are generally difficult to guess.