Strategy to develop champions

Chapter 3

But she said that the whole family was having dinner. Although Zhao Caifeng had just crossed over the past few days, she was still a little unaccustomed to the environment and didn't know how to eat, but she had to sacrifice to the Wu Zang Temple, otherwise she would not be able to sleep even if she screamed in the middle of the night.At this time, I heard someone shouting outside the door, and I happened to be full of food, so I put down the bowls and chopsticks, and greeted him out.Zhao Caifeng saw that it was Aunt Song next door.

Seeing that it was Zhao Caifeng who came out, Mrs. Xu felt a little embarrassed and said with a smile, "Caifeng, where is your mother?"

"My mother is sitting inside. It's really tiring to be in the field this day." Zhao Caifeng actually wanted to share the burden for Yang, but she carried Yang's back last time and took a hoe, and she almost gave the hoe her big toe. She lost it, and from now on, she can only take care of the child at home willingly.

Mrs. Xu still had an embarrassed smile, raised her eyes a little to look at Zhao Caifeng, and said bravely: "I don't know what's wrong with my chicken today, but it didn't lay an egg. Brother Bao has been hungry for a whole day. , I want to make him an egg custard..."

When Mrs. Xu explained the reason for coming, Zhao Caifeng knew it. The front and back yards of their two families were close to each other. There were several chickens at home, and they would often communicate with each other about how many eggs they laid every day.But when Zhao Caifeng just woke up, she knew that the Song family had a lot of chickens, and it became less and less within a few days.Now that there are no chickens laying eggs today, I'm afraid there are not many chickens left in the backyard.

When Zhao Caifeng was cooking porridge today, she glanced at the bamboo basket beside her. There were several eggs in it. She was not greedy like a child. Anyway, she had eaten all the good things she should eat in her previous life, so she wouldn’t be so hungry. Drooling over a few eggs.But I heard from Mrs. Yang that this basket of eggs is to be saved for the youngest son to be a scholar. People in this era rely on the imperial examination to make their fortunes. She studied "Fan Jinzhongju" when she was a child. Even if the scholars in it fail the examination, Even if he wins Juren, he can ascend to heaven.Therefore, she agreed in her heart that Mrs. Yang wanted to send the third child to a private school.

As for the second child... I don't know if Yang took the wrong medicine when she was pregnant with the child, or if the child got sick and didn't care about it. Now he is 14 years old, and his IQ is only seven or eight years old, so although the second child His name is Zhao Wen, but he is afraid that he will not be able to write in this life. The third child is called Zhao Wu according to the ranking, but he really wants to follow Wen.

Although an egg is nothing, but Zhao Caifeng has not entered the role yet, she always feels that the Zhao family's things are not her own, so it is not easy to be the master, so she simply asked Mrs. Xu to wait at the door for a while, and went in to ask Yang Mrs. : "Mom, Mrs. Xu came to borrow an egg, saying that Brother Bao hasn't eaten anything today and wants to make egg custard."

Think about modern children, no matter how poor or poor they are, they still have melamine milk to drink. If the ancient children did not have breast milk, they would really starve to death!Upon hearing this, Mrs. Yang responded hurriedly: "Then you quickly take two from the basket and send them to Aunt Xu, and let her steam a custard for Brother Bao to eat."

In fact, Yang is still breastfeeding the fourth child, Zhao Caidie, but she is busy outside, and the milk is not rich, so it is not enough to run to give Bao Geer a good meal, so she just ordered Zhao Caifeng to do so.From Zhao Caifeng's observations in the past few days, I found that Yang is an excellent person, a working woman with traditional Chinese virtues, who works hard at home. Although she is now a widow and has four children, she never said a word about being tired. Yes, Zhao Caifeng admired her from the bottom of her heart.

When Zhao Caifeng wakes up every day these days, she always thinks that when she opens her eyes, it will be the big bed in her own room, but every time she finally opens her eyes, she sees the thatch on the roof of Zhao's house.After a long time, she also felt that she couldn't go back.So I began to think of some ways to see if I could make the life of this family better.

But the imagination is full, and the reality is the backbone. For a modern person who studies forensic identification, Zhao Caifeng has no professional expertise in time travel at all. Her major is obviously not a common major in ancient times.Looking at the pitted soles she took out, Zhao Caifeng comforted herself: "As long as you don't leave the needles in the soles to harm others, it's fine."

One day, she was doing needlework in the yard under the sunshine, when she saw a luxurious carriage parked not far away.In fact, the carriage is not luxurious, it is still a bit shabby compared to the carriages of those wealthy mansions in ancient costume dramas, but such a carriage parked in Zhaojia Village, a village with few tile-roofed houses. It can be called luxurious.

(End of this chapter)