Jiang Yimian raised an eyebrow and said, "Let's still write it down. The villagers should know about the village chief's contributions."
Li Yishi was taken aback, and it took him a while to respond.
Jiang Yimian's gaze fell on the register, where she saw Li Dazhu holding a brush and writing three characters in a crooked manner. Although he was not very skilled at writing, he could still make out the characters, which showed that he had practiced hard in private.
However, it's likely that he didn't receive proper guidance, which led to many of the gestures being performed in the wrong order.
As soon as Li Dazhu looked up, he saw Jiang Yimian looking at the words in the register. He immediately smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I don't know many words. I only learned to write these recently after learning from Scholar Zhang."
If he hadn't spent every night learning to read from Zhang Xiucai in the open field, he probably would still be completely clueless.
Jiang Yimian was somewhat surprised, but smiled and said, "That's great. If the other people in the village were like you, they would probably be able to recognize those commonly used characters in less than a year."
She hoped that everyone in the village could read, whether they were men, daughters, or children; being able to read and write was a good thing.
Li Dazhu's eyes lit up, and he immediately blushed and touched his head.
He thought that Jiang's daughter would laugh at him like the others in the village, that he was already in his twenties and married, yet he was still learning to read like a child.
Unexpectedly, it was a word of encouragement.
Li Yishi nodded silently from the side, saying only, "Jiang girl, you're right. It's a good thing to be able to read. When Scholar Zhang goes to the threshing ground to teach the children to read again tonight, I'll make sure that everyone in the village who has time can learn."
Although he used to admire scholars, it was just admiration; he had no intention of making his family members literate.
But ever since Dazhu secretly went to learn to read every night, and after a month he learned quite a few characters and could write the names of most people in the village, he developed the idea that he must learn to read.
At least you won't be completely clueless and unable to even write your own name.
*
Soon, after finishing their meals, the villagers gradually went to the wasteland at the west end of the village.
Aside from those who had other things to do today, most people came to clear the land.
Zhao Ershu, Wang Xiaohei, and Song Er also went to help.
If Zhao Xing'er hadn't stopped him, Old Man Liu would have come down the mountain to help with the land reclamation.
When Jiang Yimian heard this, she was both amused and exasperated, only relieved that Zhao Xing'er had stopped the other party.
Although Old Liu's old bones are still quite strong, the wasteland at the foot of the mountain is more than 100 acres, which is much larger than the few acres in the small depression. If he really asks the other party to come down and help, he's afraid his back, which he has finally managed to recover from, will be strained again.
Wang Fengqin also felt somewhat helpless, "Uncle Liu really can't stay idle. These days, the wheat in the fields is not yet ripe, and it's not time for spring planting yet."
He spends all his time either feeding the fish with Tiezhu or weeding in the fields; I think he weeds the fields more diligently than the weeds he grows.”
Looking around, the fields were filled with nothing but vegetables, not a single weed.
As Jiang Yimian and Wang Fengqin tidied up the few houses that had already been tiled, she smiled helplessly and said, "When the wheat ripens in a few days, Grandpa will be busy."
Wang Fengqin laughed too, cleaned the house, and went out to look at the workers laying the tiles. She estimated, "At most, we'll be busy for another day tomorrow, and the tiles will be finished. We can move in right away. I just don't know if Xing'er and Xiaoyun will come down to stay."
She was actually a little reluctant to part with them, after all, the three families had lived together in the small depression for more than half a year, and it was a little hard to get used to being separated all of a sudden.
But Yi Mian is busy with her business now, and it's more convenient for her to live down the mountain, so she wants to help her out.
Jiang Yimian just smiled and said, "Mother, don't worry about them. Aunt Xing'er and Aunt Xiaoyun both have their own ideas."
They can come down and stay whenever they want.
Even if they don't come down to live here, we will still go up the mountain often. The east and west wing rooms are reserved for their two families.
The carpenter's shop should be able to deliver the furniture in the next couple of days. If they want to move down the mountain, they can just come over.
She wouldn't force them to follow her. The reason she provided accommodation for both families was because she was worried that they wouldn't have a place to stay when they came down. She genuinely considered them family and naturally respected their wishes.
Wang Fengqin nodded, but didn't say anything more.
There can't be no people on the mountain or at the foot of the mountain. It's good to live like this. The distance isn't far. You can go up the mountain when you want and go down the mountain when you want.
Everyone's comfort is the most important thing.
Just then, the sound of Zhao Dashu and Lu Cijian chatting came from outside.
“Brother Cijian, I heard from Song Er that you went to the brokerage yesterday to pick people, right? When will the brokerage send the people over? They can help the village reclaim wasteland.”
"The broker said he'd come back in a few days."
Zhao Dashu was taken aback, then nodded knowingly and said with a smile, "That's right, it'll be perfect if they come in a few days. By then, the house will be finished, and they'll have a place to stay."
If I had come today, I wouldn't know where I would stay.
The village has over 100 acres of land. After clearing the land, there's still the task of planting medicinal herbs. By the time they arrive, everyone will probably still be busy. With their help, there's no rush.
Lu Cijian hummed in response, his voice cold, and he exuded a chilling aura, appearing to be in a very bad mood.
Zhao Dashu swallowed hard, made an excuse to go help, tied up the mule, and quickly slipped away.
No wonder Song Er warned him not to come and invite bad luck. He thought it was a joke. Ci Jian looks so angry. He could freeze people to death from a mile away. He wonders what happened.
He decided to wait until Sister Mian had appeased the person before making any decisions.
Jiang Yimian breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that the broker would arrive in a few days. She had been worried about how to settle the broker's people when they came, but now that they were coming in a few days, it saved her the trouble.
Just then, Wang Fengqin leaned closer and asked curiously, "Yimian, what's wrong with Cijian? He didn't seem to have much of an appetite at dinner yesterday, and he was in a bad mood. What happened?"
When she saw his aloof and unapproachable demeanor yesterday, she was stunned for a moment, as if she had been transported back to the first time she met him.
At that time, Lu Cijian was surrounded by coldness and was very sparing with his words. If he hadn't actually helped them and didn't look like a bad person, they really wouldn't have dared to have much contact with him.
It wasn't until we gradually became more familiar with each other that he started talking more, and occasionally a few smiles would appear on his usually indifferent face, finally making him seem like a young man.
Jiang Yimian was taken aback, and inexplicably recalled Lu Cijian's unusually cold and helpless words from yesterday: "Take them all."
She felt a slight pain on her face, as if the large hand had pinched her hard, and she felt somewhat helpless.
Lu Cijian was probably really angry, otherwise, why would that usually shy person suddenly pinch her cheek, as if it was an unconscious action when she was furious?
I had planned to have a good talk with the other person yesterday, but who would have thought that the person would come down the mountain early.
I've been busy with land reclamation all day and have completely forgotten about this matter.
She chuckled softly before saying, "I'll go take a look."
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