Blessed girl from heaven: take the system to farm

Chapter 156
"There is a fish in Beiming, its name is Kun, Kun is so big..."

In the school, the village head is teaching the new curriculum to the children in the big class.

Old lady Mu passed by and heard the sound of Lang Lang reading, she smiled with relief on her face, she never dreamed that the two brats in his family could go to school obediently.

but……

Old Mu's steps suddenly stopped, the distinctive voice inside was his second child.

What did the second child say?

"There is a fish in Dark North, its name is Kun, and the Kun is so big that it can't be stewed in a pot?"

Old lady Mu clenched her back molars.She endured it and cleaned up this troublesome thing at night.

Just as she was about to lift her legs to leave, she heard the voice of the village chief jumping in anger in the school, "Muyunhe, recite it again!"

Mu Yunhe's voice was vague, but it spread far away. As soon as Mrs. Mu heard it, she knew that the boy was sleeping in class again.

"Turned into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng is big and has a lot of meat? Clear soup...spicy...boil hot pot?"

Old lady Mu closed her eyes and clenched her fists. She could not disturb the village head's class.

She turned around abruptly, took off her shoes, and rushed straight into the village head's house with her big horse and sword in hand.Bear with me, this prodigal child, let him cook hot pot!

"Mother, please forgive me!"

In the yard, Zhuang Meng was so startled by the posture of Old Mu that he almost dropped the folding fan in his hand.

With a pale face, he watched Mrs. Mu running around the yard chasing Mu Yunhe.

He comes from a scholarly family. To be honest, this is the first time he has experienced rural life up close. At first he was infected by the peaceful life here, touched by the simplicity of the neighbors, and felt far away from the intrigues of the court. It is the spiritual pure land he was looking for, but he didn't expect that the more he got along, the more he found that he couldn't resist the boldness of the people in Wangjia Village, especially the women headed by Mrs. Mu, Mrs. He, and Mrs. Meng. A vegetable market opened on the pure land, and the smoke was so thick that it was a bit choking.

The village chief patted Zhuang Meng calmly, "Son, just get used to it."

The countdown to the village chief's class has already begun.

After Zhuang Meng came, he had discussed knowledge with the rumored Sanyuan Jidi, and his knowledge is indeed good, and his knowledge is wider than that of a person who always stays in the village. He will find an opportunity to let Zhuang Meng Instead of teaching children to read, he will concentrate on the cause of land reclamation.That's why Zhuang Meng was called over to listen in, so as to get used to the children as soon as possible.

"Not right." Mu Yunkai in the room answered with a frown and sat next to Mingyue.

Mingyue held her newly written score and nodded while resting her chin, "It's not right."

Although the songs of "Three Character Classic", "Thousand Character Classic" and "Hundred Family Surnames" were born here, it is really not difficult to calculate. According to the character of the original owner, such things are not secrets and will not be hidden. , So, this time I can't blame the original owner's mother.

Mingyue rolled her eyes, "How about this, Mu Yunkai, you just say that you are teaching me rhythm recently, I have a good understanding, and I figured it out by myself."

Mu Yunkai's expression froze.Well, he doesn't know the rhythm.

Seeing Mu Yunkai's expression, Mingyue knew that he couldn't, and waved her hands and said, "It's okay, I'll just say that Miaoyuan taught it. He knocks the wooden fish so regularly, so he should understand."

Of course Miaoyuan understands, Xiaomeng also specially recorded a video of Miaoyuan playing the piano, saying that if she has the opportunity to go back in the future, she will show it to the people of later generations, so that they can learn the piano skills of their ancestors.

At this time, Miaoyuan, who was going back to her natal Wanfu Temple to visit relatives, sneezed hard while sitting in the old abbot's meditation room.

The old abbot looked at Miaoyuan and nodded in satisfaction.Yes, I gained a lot of weight, hehe, let’s continue to gain weight, he will replace Miaoyuan as the most handsome monk in Wanfu Temple.

"Little uncle, besides the piano, do you want anything else? Do you want me to send two disciples to drive a car to see you off?"

Miao Yuan said lightly: "Need, help me move all the books here to Mingyue's house."

The old abbot shook his body.No, you are not joking, don't you know how many books you have?The entire library of our Wanfu Temple is yours.

"Heaven, Earth, Mystery, Universe, Prehistoric, Sun, Moon, Prosperity, Chronograph List..."

The next day, accompanied by the melodious sound of the piano, the students in the school sang "Thousand Characters" with Zhuang Meng.

A song "Thousand Characters" entertains and educates, and my mother no longer has to worry about my study!
Cough... Of course there are exceptions.

Zhuang Meng put away his piano, got up and came to Mu Yunhe's side, and knocked on Mu Yunhe's desk with his fan, Mu Yunhe was still sound asleep.

Mu Yuntian raised his head, looked at Mr. Zhuang whose expression was about to crack, raised his little hand, and boldly said, "Sir, let's talk."

In the backyard of the village chief's house, Rhubarb is taking a nap.

Beside the kennel, Mu Yuntian raised his chubby face with his little hands behind his back, and looked at Zhuang Meng against the bright sun, and said seriously: "My elder brother saved you, and you stayed to teach us to repay your kindness, right?"

Zhuang Meng covered the top of his head with a fan, nodded, "Not bad."

"Since it's a repayment, you have to be responsible for our future, aren't you?"

Mu Yuntian moved his little feet indiscriminately, and hid under Zhuang Meng's figure. He made a mistake. It turned out that it was so hot outside, so he had chosen to go under that elm tree if he knew it.

Zhuang Meng choked, this hat is a bit big, it seems that this child should not be underestimated, he narrowed his eyes, and said lightly, "Your words are not all right, I will do my best to teach you, but your future is still It's up to you."

Mu Yuntian tilted his head, "Since we still have to rely on ourselves, don't we have the right to choose who will be our husband?"

What?You still want to take the students to dismiss me?
The corner of Zhuang Meng's mouth twitched, "I still have to ask your adults about this matter first."

Mu Yuntian wrinkled his nose, "Don't distract yourself. Don't worry, I won't take everyone on strike. I just think my second brother, me, Hutou and Lanshan are not suitable for you. class."

After the village head arranged for everyone to go to self-study, he stood under the wall and listened to the movement in the backyard.

I heard Mu Yuntian say, "Of course, I'm not saying you're bad, you're fine, and I'm fine too. We're not suitable for each other because of our different cultural identities. Forcibly staying together like this will only hurt both of us in the end. Why don't you let us go?" Freedom, how about we also give you a clean classroom?"

Zhuang Meng was in a bad mood, "No, Mu Yuntian, who taught you these words?"

Mu Yuntian frowned, "Is it still necessary to teach? Children who are taught by hand will not be as smart as me."

Mu Yunkai came to the village head's house because he wanted to have a meeting with Wang Changzhong and Wang Changbo of the village head's family to discuss the matter of opening up wasteland and planting herbs. Moisten things silently!
Outside, Zhuang Meng refused: "We still have to discuss with your adults before making a decision."

Mu Yuntian narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze was gloomy, and he called softly, "Rhubarb!"

Rhubarb who was lying in the nest rushed out immediately, looked around fiercely, and finally looked at Zhuang Meng firmly, and stood beside Mu Yuntian leisurely, wagging his tail.

Zhuang Meng put away his fan in a second and was on guard.Good boy, I was waiting for him here. This is a threat, a naked threat!

Mu Yunhe woke up and went to school again.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Mu Yunkai standing in front of him. He stood up straight and swore, "Brother, I will never sleep in class again."

Mu Yunkai ignored him, and continued to talk to the village head and Zhuang Meng: "Then it's settled like this, Mr. Zhuang teaches the children in the classroom, the two of our family and the four of us and Hutou Lanshan are still in trouble. village head."

After finishing speaking, he said to Hutou and Lan Shan: "I will serve tea to you sir. In the future, the village chief will not only teach you how to read books, but also teach you how to live and live."

Mu Yunhe rubbed his eyes with a dazed expression.

He poked Mu Yuntian beside him, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, what's going on?"

Mu Yuntian raised his chin arrogantly, "With my efforts, we have been divided into classes. From now on, the four of us will still study with the village chief. Our small class is called a special education class. It is a mobile teaching class. The village chief will take Let's go to the back mountain and watch everyone open up wasteland while preaching and resolving doubts for us."

"Huh? This is okay?" Mu Yunhe was beyond shocked.

Mu Yuntian smiled mischievously, "So, second brother, let's see how you sleep in class in the future."

The village head looked at the four children and reconfirmed, "Are you sure you want to follow me? I don't know how to play the piano, and I don't know how to sing the beautiful "Thousand Characters" to you. Don't regret it in the future."

Mu Yuntian rushed over and hugged the village chief's arm, "Hey, Master, I promise I won't regret it."

Mu Yunhe led Hutou and Lan Shan and said in unison: "No regrets!"

Mu Yunhe glanced at his younger brother who was acting like a baby in the arms of the village chief. He understood his younger brother's thoughts and his choices.Although Zhuang Meng is young, he is more rigid than the village head. The education model of such a rigid old pedant who specializes in conquering the imperial examination is not suitable for them. For them, what they should learn is the sophistry of the village head and the way of life. The sentence of sister-in-law It is true that the heavens send talents in an eclectic manner, but many talents are stifled in the same education.

Mu Yunkai handed Zhuang Meng a stack of music scores in his arms, "Mingyue gave it to you. She has limited abilities and can only help you so much."

Zhuang Meng took over the heavy sheet music, on which besides "Hundred Surnames" and "San Zi Jing", there are a total of [-] poems such as "Thoughts in a Quiet Night" and "Recalling Jiangnan".

Zhuang Meng solemnly thanked him.These are music scores to outsiders, but to him they are rich culture.Miss Mingyue is too self-effacing. He has seen ladies from all over the world, and talented people who claim to be clean. They are all masters in reciting poems and prose, and there is no shortage of geniuses in rhythm, but their talents are all used to gain fame and seek more. In terms of interests, he has only met Mingyue so far who can put his talents into practical use in education.

From the corner of his eye, he faintly glanced at Mu Yunkai.No wonder the young lord is so kind to Mingyue, even the matter of opening up the back hills is all under Mingyue's arrangement.

(End of this chapter)