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Chapter 157: Do one line and love one line

Qiao Lan felt that the key to the problem lay with Duan Mingjing.

When Duan Mingjing did not do anything in the early years, his family was in a good situation. At least the family could afford to hire a good gentleman from the capital to teach the children in their studies and conduct.

Now that there is no husband in the family, Duan Mingqing and Duan Mingchen, as uncles, can only teach the children the knowledge in books, and they should not interfere too much in the upbringing.

Even if you have a good husband, you can't be so dedicated.

Although the children are well-read and literate, they don't get along with their biological father very much. The two younger uncles are scholars, and their biological father is a chicken farmer. In addition, Duan Mingjing is not very close to these children, which makes him less dignified!

With such a comparison, the gap becomes apparent, and the gap becomes more obvious as the children grow up.

Qiao Lan felt that she had some responsibility for this matter. She only taught Duan Mingjing how to raise chickens and did not force him to study. However, the root of the problem was that Duan Mingjing was not motivated and motivated.

Both of his younger brothers have passed the exam, and he still has no idea of ​​studying.

Although Duan Mingjing did well in raising chickens, he never thought about expanding the scale or making more money, so he just muddle along.

Unlike them, chicken-raising agriculturists are also respected by people. After all, farmers are inferior to scholars. After Duan Mingqing and Duan Mingchen were admitted to the official position, Duan Mingjing was probably even more tormented in his heart!

Qiao Lan sighed!

Once you accept that you are a mother, you can't help but worry about it.

"Jing'er, don't raise chickens anymore." Qiao Lan said.

Duan Mingjing suddenly raised his head and looked at Qiao Lan with panicked eyes: "Mom, don't be angry. My son has realized his mistake and he can change it."

Mr. Shang couldn't sit still anymore and stood up.

"Mom, you also said that if your child is ignorant, you can teach him. If the second master makes a mistake, you can teach him too." Mrs. Shang said kind words for her husband.

Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Liu were also ready to speak.

Qiao Lan glanced at Mr. Shang and then at the other people in the room. They were all a little panicked and explained, "It's not a bad thing. You go down first and I'll have a talk with Jing'er."

"mother……"

"It's okay, go down."

When everyone in the house was gone, Duan Mingjing was even more panicked. His mother didn't want him to waste his time before letting him raise chickens, but now she doesn't let him raise chickens. Will he even be able to raise chickens in the future?

You don’t want your son anymore?

Duan Mingjing was thinking wildly in his mind.

"Sit..." Qiao Lan pointed to the wooden chair next to her.

Duan Mingjing looked timidly at his mother, shook his head, and did not dare to sit down.

"Okay, if you don't want to sit down, just stand." Qiao Lan didn't force it and said directly, "Jing'er, I want to ask you, how do you feel about raising chickens these days?"

Duan Mingjing's heart was pounding: "My son knows that fertilized eggs are different from unfertilized eggs. Different heats are used to hatch eggs and raise chicks, and the food for raising chickens..."

Duan Mingjing slowly told Qiao Lan what he had learned these days. Qiao Lan taught him and asked him to memorize it. Now he is very handy.

"Then do you want to raise chickens for the rest of your life?"

Raising chickens for life?

If it were in the past, Duan Mingjing would rather die than obey.

But now, after I have become familiar with this work, I see that although what I do every day is busy, trivial, dirty and smelly, I can still contribute money to my family and support my wife and children. It is a completely different mood than before.

"...It's not that I don't want to..." Duan Mingjing stammered, and cautiously raised his head to glance at Qiao Lan, "My son will do whatever his mother tells him to do."

Qiao Lan helplessly held her forehead.

"If your two younger brothers become officials and enter the capital in the future, will you be willing to continue raising chickens for a living?"

Duan Mingjing:!!!

But what can we do if we are not willing to give in?

Regarding the fact that his two younger brothers will be better than himself in the future, Duan Mingjing is no longer as worried as before. He can only pick out some words to comfort himself these days and tell Qiao Lan, "My son is not good at studying."

, My son knows it himself. It’s up to them what the second and third brothers pass, and it’s all about honoring our ancestors. My son is happy for them both.”

That’s what Duan Mingjing said!

But what he was thinking about was: in the future, when his two younger brothers are admitted to become high-ranking officials, he will let his two younger brothers teach his son carefully. When his son is admitted to the official position, he will enjoy the blessings of his son. At that time, the family will support each other in the officialdom.

A beautiful thing.

If his two sons are not as powerful as his younger brother and cannot become a high official, he will go directly to his younger brother.

It's impossible for two brothers who are officials in the imperial court to raise chickens for a living!

If this matter were known to their colleagues in the court, they would definitely be ridiculed.

Duan Mingjing believed that he was very clear about the temperament of his two younger brothers, and decided to live a carefree life directly relying on them in the future.

Since you can live your whole life lying down, why do you have to live so hard?

Qiao Lan didn't know whether to lament that her second son was capable of bending and stretching, or that he had no ambition.

"You are really open-minded!" Qiao Lan said with emotion.

"There are tens of millions of people in this world. There are many who fail to pass the official examination, and there are also old boys with gray hair who pass the entrance examination. My son has long understood that a person's life is only a few decades, and he can still live a life without passing the imperial examination.

.Although the son is not a talented person, if the two younger brothers are fighting for each other, the son can also take advantage of it and live a good life." Duan Mingjing revealed a little bit of his thoughts and looked at his mother carefully to see if his mother would be angry.

To Duan Mingqing's surprise, Qiao Lan not only wasn't angry, but her face became much warmer.

"Life is indeed short!" Qiao Lan sighed, her thoughts drifting away.

Before traveling through time, she studied hard for twenty years, worked overtime day and night, made a down payment on a house, and bought a car. She thought she would have a good life if she was far ahead of her peers.

It's a pity that before the day of happiness comes, people are gone.

Fortunately, she was alone and had nothing to worry about.

"...You have a son and a daughter. Since you are a father, you must fulfill your father's responsibilities." Qiao Lan said seriously to Duan Mingjing.

"Tomorrow go to the village and call two older men over. You can teach them how to raise chickens. After they learn how to raise chickens, you won't have to take care of them."

Qiao Lan said in a calm tone that she had never taught children before and didn't know how to teach them well.

She loves what she does, and since she is a mother, she will try her best to be a good parent.

The room was quiet, and Duan Ming's heart was suspended in the air for a moment. He didn't want to raise chickens, but it wasn't because his mother disliked him and refused to raise chickens!

If he could no longer raise chickens, he was afraid that he would really have no place in this family.

Duan Mingjing knelt down with a plop, tears and snot flowing down his face: "Mom, my son is wrong! My son still wants to raise chickens!"



Qiao Lan originally admired Duan Mingjing's open-mindedness, but now her appreciation disappeared and was replaced by disgust and helplessness.

Even his tone was no longer friendly, and he said sternly, "If you don't raise chickens, there are other jobs waiting for you. If you kneel down and cry at every turn, how can you look like a father!"

Hearing that there was other work, Duan Mingjing immediately felt relieved, wiped his tears and stood up, "Mom, my son has realized his mistake."

"From now on, you can spare two hours a day to teach a few children, spend more time with Tao'er and Siyu, and do some work with me the rest of the time." Qiao Lan ordered.

Duan Mingjing suddenly burst into tears and smiled, "Mom, I understand."

Qiao Lan looked at Duan Mingjing, who changed his face very quickly, and rarely scolded him.

I just gave him a meaningful look, but sad days are still to come.


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