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Chapter 558 The transfer of the pig farm!A must see!
After talking to Wu Xin, Jiu Mao said to the children: "Miss, someone is visiting, and the master is busy. You can finish writing the big characters and then go together, so that you don't have to touch the books when you go home at night. "

Upon hearing this, Abao's eyes suddenly lit up.

You don’t need to write big characters when you go home?It’s really great!Then she goes home and plays for a while after eating, and then goes to bed after playing!
Therefore, Abao happily agreed.

Anyway, they are idle here. After Dabao and the others finished looking at the pig, they took out their large-character homework.

Wu Xin admired Zhao Heng very much now, and he was living a very comfortable life these days, so he happily started watching several children write big characters.

However, he was a worried person. When he saw that Abao and the others' strokes were wrong, he started to adjust them. He also patiently wrote for the children and asked them to write accordingly.

Next to the pig head guillotine,
Jiu Mao quickly told Zhao Heng what happened in the courtyard. Zhao Heng sat there lazily. After listening to this, he nodded and said, "Yes, Wu Xin is a useful person."

Jiumao: "..."

Wu Xin had to raise pigs during the day and take care of the baby in the evening, even though it was only for half an hour...

"Go and keep an eye on it. When A Bao and the others finish writing, you can call me again." Zhao Heng said.

He had been busy all day and it was time for him to take a good rest.

As Jiumao walked into the courtyard, he cursed in his heart: What is the master busy with now?For case matters, I go to Master, and for pig feeding and other chores, I go to Wu Xin...

He is clearly a hands-off shopkeeper.

……

In the correctional courtyard,

Under Wu Xin's patient guidance, Abao and the others actually finished writing the big characters very quickly.

"Uncle Wu, why do my handwriting look like a caterpillar!" Abao pointed at Wu Xin's handwriting and asked seriously: "My dad's handwriting is as beautiful as yours! Why do you write so well? Not caterpillars.”

"That's because you can't use your hands very well. When you go home and relax, just find a bamboo tube, put some sand in it, and then hold it back and forth. Gradually you will have the strength to write." Wu Xin said in a gentle tone. Said slowly.

"Okay~Thank you, Uncle Wu." Abao smiled at Wu Xin.

Wu Xin smiled.

"I heard that your academy's quiz also includes writing big characters, right? When you get out of school, you can come here and I'll come see you." Wu Xin said.

Dabao and others quickly nodded their thanks.

"Uncle Wu, you are as powerful as our master!" Erya couldn't help but admire him.

If nothing else, it’s just... the writing is so beautiful.

"Uncle Wu has a good temper and doesn't think we are stupid." Big Duck also said.

"In fact, studying is a boring road. You are still young and can understand if you feel bored." After Wu Xin finished speaking, he looked at the time and said, "I have to feed the pigs. It's time."

"Zhuzhu is going to eat, and we are going home to eat too!" Abao happily packed up his big words, carried his little cloth bag, and stood there obediently waiting for his father.

Zhao Heng saw that the time had come and took a group of children back to Zhao's house.

On the way home, Abao showed off and took out his big calligraphy from his small cloth bag, and kept showing it to Zhao Heng: "Dad, look, is the big calligraphy I wrote today good?"

Zhao Heng took the big character and raised his eyebrows. Yes, the character Abao looked like a better-looking caterpillar today.

"What do you think about Wu Xin becoming your wife?" Zhao Heng asked Abao and the others.Abao nodded: "Uncle Wu is very good. Uncle Wu is not angry at all."

To be precise, Uncle Wu is not irritable at all.

"Then these days, when dad is busy, you can come and practice Chinese calligraphy." Zhao Heng said.

Abao nodded hurriedly: "I want to make money from Xiaozhuzhu."

Zhao Heng smiled.

……

In the next few days, Abao and the others never saw Qian Xiaoya again. They went to school every day, and in the evening after class, they went to the Correctional Institution to practice calligraphy with Wu Xin.

In the evening of this day, Wu Xin had just finished teaching the children how to write big characters and was about to feed the pigs when he saw a tall figure standing next to the pig pen.

"Master Zhao." Wu Xin realized that the person coming was Zhao Heng, he quickly lowered his head and shouted respectfully.

"Wu Xin, you are a dignified civil servant and have spent some time raising pigs in the Correctional Institution. Do you feel that you are underachieving?" Zhao Heng asked, his eyes falling on the fattest piglet in the pig pen.

"I did feel a little uncomfortable at first, but I have done something wrong in the first place, but now I am living a very fulfilled life every day." Wu Xin himself felt a little bit dumbfounded when he said it: "To be honest, Mr. Zhao, my life now is very fulfilling for me. , seems to be the most reassuring.”

"You are good at writing but not martial arts. You know the outside world but don't know the heart. You are not suitable for officialdom, but you are suitable for an academy." Zhao Heng turned sideways and asked Wu Xin: "You are quite good at writing and you are also patient. I have already broken the rules." We have talked with Mr. Liu Shan of Shan Academy, and you will take up your post at Poshan Academy in three days. What do you think?"

Wu Xin stood there, speechless for a moment.

"Think about it carefully, but teaching is teaching, so we can't delay feeding the pigs. After all, these pigs will be used as rewards for the children in the academy in the future." After Zhao Heng finished speaking, he was about to leave.

"Master Zhao! I am willing! I will never delay feeding the pigs!" Wu Xin said loudly.

Zhao Heng turned his back to Wu Xin and raised the corners of his lips.

……

Two days later, Poshan Academy,

Wu Xin looked at Zhao Heng and Liu Shanchang who were present. He didn't know...why things had developed to this point.

Master Liu pointed at Zhao Heng with a broken face, and said in a very broken voice: "Master Zhao, you... you just gave me a wife, why did you send the pig farm to the academy together?"

Zhao Heng smiled casually: "Wu Xin raises pigs like no one else. I have no choice but to send the pig farm here. It will also make it easier for you to issue rewards later, right? I am already busy at the correctional hospital, how can I do it every day?" Transporting pigs for you?"

"Anyway, the matter is settled like this. Wu Xin will give it to you, and the pig farm will give it to you, buy one, get one free." Zhao Heng laughed, looked at the sky, and said: "It's almost time, I have to pick him up." It’s a child.”

Master Liu stood up in a hurry: "Where is there room in this academy for you to raise pigs?"

"I have donated so much money. You have to think carefully about where you can raise pigs. Before the end of the month, these pigs will be transferred to the academy as soon as possible." Zhao Heng dropped these words and walked out to leave. .

"The black-hearted person, the black-hearted person, Zhao Heng!" Master Liu forced himself to calm down.

Wu Xin stood nearby, not daring to say a word... After all... he was buying one, getting one free.

At this point, the pigs were transferred from the hands of the children to the pig farm of the Correctional Institution and finally to Poshan Academy.

[When I was learning calligraphy in the past, I had no energy, so the teacher asked me to hold a bottle of mineral water and practice when I had nothing to do.Today is Monday, and there are only two updates. After all... Monday is the most difficult day for office workers. 】

(End of this chapter)