Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 275 In order to keep her

"My lord, can you stop being so nasty, your subordinates are listening, don't you blush." ​​Ding Shitou sneered and changed the topic.

"Who? Han Yiqing is in the house. Didn't Li Kan get some food?" Zhao Jian chuckled.

This girl is really good at chatting up the topic, there is no one else in the yard, don't you know that she told her to run away.

"Hmph, anyway, I don't want new clothes, I'm very comfortable like this now." Ding Shitou emphasized unhappily, if you can't reason with him, then don't talk about it.

"But if you wrap such a long cloth, the weather will get hot and you will get prickly heat." Zhao Jian kindly reminded.

"..." Ding Shitou blushed suddenly, this guy was really thinking about that, he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't like to sweat, and I don't get prickly heat."

"Just keep your mouth shut. You'll have to bear it when it's hot in June." Seeing that Ding Shitou didn't let go, Zhao Jian had to give up first, but he was already thinking about taking her out shopping tomorrow to buy new clothes.

Soon the melons and fruits arrived, as well as candied red bayberries. Ding Shishi immediately took one and stuffed it into Zhao Jian's mouth.

"It's still a little sour, and I don't like the sugar on it." Zhao Jian refused to eat after eating one.

"Well, if you don't want to eat it, I'll take it home and eat it. It's freshly marinated, and it will be delicious tonight." Ding Shitou even ate two and put it down.

Red bayberries are eaten at the Dragon Boat Festival, but there are also sour and sweet, just like buying oranges in autumn, the same batch cannot guarantee that all of them are sweet.

The kitchen thought of using sugar pickles to remove the acid, but it was also afraid that the master would find it sour and unpalatable.

"Well, let the kitchen pack the rest for you, but not today, you stay with me today." Zhao Jian said hastily.

In order to keep her, he also played a lot of tricks before.

"I can't do it today. I came here in a hurry. The excuse I made was to serve the young master as a dinner party for the young master. How can there be a reason for two or two days?" Ding Shitou immediately refused.

"I'll come back tomorrow. Tomorrow I'm going to buy some paper to make booklets for the school children."

Ding Shitou didn't say a word about the private time he had promised to spend with Zhao Jian, but now he said it as if she was very busy.

"You make the books yourself?" Zhao Jian's attention was indeed attracted.

"Well, I asked a carpenter to make [-] signboards, and now I teach children to read every day. They don't have books, and I don't let them write with pen and paper."

"Now I am teaching them to recite the Three Character Classic. After they match the Three Character Classic with the characters they recognize, I will distribute the papers that I hand copied to them. The accumulation of small things will make a lot. When the papers in a book are all Once you have collected them all, we will change to another book to teach."

After hearing Ding Shitou's explanation, Zhao Jian was very surprised.

"49 schoolchildren need 49 books. Can you finish copying them? Do you want Li Kan and the others to help?"

He can't see and can't write anymore, but he has so many subordinates, it's almost enough for one person to copy two copies.

"No, there are so many brothers in the village who take turns copying, and those who don't copy will help me dig the ground, chop firewood, and do other work."

When Ding Shitou talked about the young people in the village, he couldn't help laughing, feeling warm in his heart.

As a new villager who came to settle in other places, although some unpleasant things happened, the teenagers are easy to get along with.

Of course, she has received unanimous praise for her school and teaching, and she has enthusiastically taught many things to the teenagers. In addition to the words she put aside before, no woman dares to come to find fault now.

Listening to her talking about her life in the village, Zhao Jian showed a longing expression on her face.

He was born in wealth, what would happen if he spent the rest of his life in such a peaceful, ordinary village?

(End of this chapter)