As Shuiqing opened her eyes, she saw the dilapidated room, half a piece of darkened bread, and five children with malnutrition, their faces full of concern. Eldest sister-in-law sneered, “It’s ...
"Did Wenhua find work in the prefectural city?" Shuiqing asked as she walked into the courtyard.
Mother Hu opened the courtyard gate wide to let Ling Ran, who was driving the donkey cart behind her, in. She turned to her daughter and said, "Found it in March."
After the first month of the lunar calendar, the New Year and the festival were over, and the people visiting relatives and friends stopped. The number of people buying rice wine suddenly decreased a lot. Seeing that he had nothing to do, he thought of going to the prefectural city to find a job and learn some skills.
I figured it wouldn't be too tiring for me to do it alone, and it would be good for him to go to the prefectural city and broaden his horizons, so I agreed.
Fan Jiang asked curiously, "What kind of work does your uncle do?"
Hu's mother said helplessly, "Actually, it can't be considered work; he went to the martial arts school."
"Qing'er, you know that although your father and I have always hoped he could learn to read and write, he just can't remember words, he gets sleepy whenever he reads, and he prefers things like fists and sticks."
Fan Jiang suddenly felt a sense of familiarity with the inability to remember words and the drowsiness that comes with reading.
Isn't that him?!
He suddenly realized, "So that's what they mean by 'a nephew resembling his uncle,' no wonder!"
Shui Qing slapped him on the back, annoyed. "Don't make excuses for yourself. You can't blame anyone else for that."
Fan Jiang retorted, "How can it be someone else? That's my own uncle!"
Besides, he didn't resent his uncle; he was just agitated.
So he wasn't the first one!
Every time Daddy taught, the eldest sister, second sister, and youngest brother listened attentively, afraid of missing even the slightest bit. They learned many characters quickly and had an impeccable attitude!
The second brother, Fan He, is quick-witted and has a sharp mind. He seems to be playing all the time and doesn't study much after class, but whenever their father tests their literacy and knowledge, he answers fluently!
The world where only he was injured was achieved.
Looking at her grandson, who had grown more and more like Wen Hua in physique over the past six months, Hu's mother smiled and suggested to her daughter, "I think Da Jiang might really look like his uncle."
If he's really not good at studying, let him learn some martial arts like Wen Hua. Maybe Da Jiang will like it?
He's younger, so he'll probably learn better than your brother.
The saying goes, "The poor study literature, the rich study martial arts." Previously, they could only afford to send Wenhua to a private school for his early education, but unfortunately, their son was simply not cut out for studying.
It's uncomfortable to sit there.
However, he wanted to learn martial arts, but his family didn't have enough money. Now, thanks to his daughter, they had money to make wine to supplement their income, which allowed Wenhua to give it a try.
Before Shui Qing could speak, Fan Jiang shook his head vigorously, "Grandmother, I don't want to learn martial arts! I just want to farm, grow vegetables, and raise livestock."
Mrs. Hu opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.
The hardest thing to do is to dig for food in the soil with your face to the yellow earth and your back to the sky. Raising livestock is dirty, tiring, and smelly. It's something that no one else wants to do, but Dajiang actually likes it.
Fearing that his grandmother wouldn't believe him, Fan Jiang continued, "It's true! I think it's a wonderful feeling to plow the fields and sow seeds when the season comes, and watch them sprout and grow."
Before the family was divided, we had to dig the land one hoe at a time, which was very tiring. But this year, with oxen and donkeys to plow the land, we only need to hold the plow and plant the crops, which is not tiring at all!
"And raising livestock is the same; I find it more comfortable and relaxing than dealing with people."
My second brother enjoys interacting with people, but he has endless things to say to his family. However, he feels uncomfortable and tormented when talking to unfamiliar people outside, and he longs to go home as soon as possible.
He prefers farming, growing vegetables, and raising livestock at home to dealing with people outside.