Chapter 379 Please Continue to Be Illiterate
Thinking of going to Beijing, Feng was both excited and nervous.
She was too embarrassed to show it in front of the imperial teacher, and when she dragged Li Qiqiao to get the food, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law started to grumble.
"Mom has worked hard for half her life, and I can't believe I can go to Beijing one day." Feng's palms were sweating.
Li Qiqiao was also full of longing, but she was thinking about continuing to run a food and living business there.
There was no way, a good cook would never forget his skills no matter where he went.
These days, she was so focused on food and living that she didn't even hold Chun Ge'er.
Feng leaned against the door frame and began to make plans. "I will leave after the New Year. I don't know when I can come back, but my roots are here. The land and Xianquanju cannot be left uncultivated."
"Mother has to tell Yin'er a few words. After I leave home, the business will be handed over to her and Tianmei. If there
is anything, we can discuss it together." "As for the land, let the village chief find someone to take care of it. We will pay some money."
In addition, there are also some New Year goods that should be sent to the manor to let the tenants have a good New Year. After the spring comes, they will pay attention to the land.
Li Qiqiao kept nodding and helped Feng to check for deficiencies from time to time.
After calculating and going around in circles, Feng wanted to go back to the maid.
"Now that our Nuobao is a princess, we can no longer ignore her as before. She must learn to write and observe etiquette and other things so that she can adapt to the capital." Feng was worried again.
So, the Jiang family immediately held a small meeting to discuss Nuobao's studies.
In the outer room, everyone gathered around the stove, talking about their ideas, as if they were cultivating the pillars of the country.
Feng Jing spoke first, "Well, my sister is almost three years old. It goes without saying that she should learn some words first, and then teach her to recite some poems."
"How about learning flower arrangement at the same time?" Ali said with a smile, "This is very popular among the noble girls in the capital, and it can also be used as a pastime. I can teach her."
Xiao Lanyi touched her chin and pondered, "How about teaching her to throw the pot? Throwing the pot is fun, and it is one of the six arts of a gentleman. I am the only one who
can be the teacher of throwing the pot." "If it were me, the princess should also be taught how to slap her in the face!" Nanny Zheng also rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward, "Women have to learn some self-defense skills when they go out in the world. With my pair of iron hands, they can not only strengthen their bodies, but also punish villains!"
Looking at her big hands full of wrinkles, the Jiang family members shuddered and their faces hurt.
"Wait!" Feng Miao realized something was wrong and said anxiously, "Now it's my sister who wants to learn, not to satisfy your desire to be a teacher. You have said so much, she can't learn everything even if she has three heads and six arms!"
Xiao Nuobao was lying in the inner room, lying in a pile of New Year's goods, eating candies, fried cakes, and glutinous rice sticks with Chun Ge'er.
At the moment, she was eating so hard that she didn't know that in the other room, the adults wanted her to learn a basket of things...
Mu Yihan opened the curtain and saw Xiao Nuobao holding a cup of goat milk tea, happily chugging. His heart softened and he couldn't bear to restrict her childishness.
So he rubbed his brows and hurriedly stopped, "I finally found my daughter. If you tire her out, you will have nothing to lose to me."
"I think we should just teach her some words, some principles, and some palace etiquette." Mu Yihan personally decided.
Nanny Zheng quickly asked for permission, saying that she should learn etiquette and could also be taught a "slapping lesson".
Mu Yihan knew the power of "Zheng Yishou" and thought it would be good to learn some. If anyone offended Nuobao in the future, she could beat him up all over Nanji, but I would be there to support her.
So Ali took the little notebook and set the schedule.
Learn to recognize words and recite poems for an hour and a half every day.
If he was tired of studying, Nanny Zheng would take him and teach him some palace rules and "slapping skills", but she must not tire the little guy.
Little Nuobao was still eating and drinking on the kang, but he didn't know that he had been put on the "schedule" and would be a little student from tomorrow.
Feng Jing would teach him to recognize words himself.
As for reading and reciting poems, Feng thought that he could just follow Mr. Zhang's school and learn less.
So, this "teacher competition" finally fell to Feng Jing, Nanny Zheng and Mr. Zhang.
When Mr. Zhang found out, he was so happy that he never thought he could teach Nuobao.
That evening, he drank two taels of wine and went back to celebrate with Old Zhang.
But this guy could not have imagined that within a few days, he would be so angry with this little ancestor that he wanted to run away from school...
...
The next day, when the sky was bright, Xiao Nuobao was sleeping soundly, and was dragged out of the bed by a pair of big hands, and her hair that looked like Lei Zhenzi was rubbed.
"Get up, study, daddy will give you gold." Mu Yihan knows how to coax a girl.
From then on, learning to read, writing calligraphy, going to school, learning etiquette... slapping became Xiao Nuobao's morning routine.
Other things were fine. Although Xiao Nuobao was playful, under the temptation of gold, her little brain was smart, and she was not slow in learning to write and etiquette.
But reciting poems was a bit troublesome.
In the school, Mr. Zhang shook his head and babbled with the children. The more you listened, the more hypnotic it was.
Xiao Nuobao had a flower-bud hairstyle and a small pink school bag on her back. Within half an hour after entering the school, she was as sleepy as a rhubarb at the entrance of the village, and fell asleep on Feng Miao.
Unfortunately, the little guy just couldn't recite it.
But he didn't have the "heart" to disappoint Mr. Zhang.
So Xiao Nuobao went home to ask Feng Jing for advice. Feng Jing said seriously, "Poetry is about rhyme. Sister, pay more attention to the rhyme, and it will be easier to recite."
"Rhyme..." Xiao Nuobao held her finger in her mouth and blinked.
Although she couldn't recite it, she knew the rhyme!
That morning, when Mr. Zhang asked him to recite a poem again, little Nuobao was full of confidence, with his chubby paws raised high.
"Master, look at Nuobao!"
Mr. Zhang's eyes were warm.
He knew that Nuobao was the smartest and would definitely become his most proud student!
So Mr. Zhang wiped his eyes with emotion, sighed and shouted, "Come on, let Nuobao answer, what is the second sentence of the poem I just taught yesterday, the sky is lush and the wilderness is vast!"
"The sky is lush and the wilderness is vast, the roasted whole lamb is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside!" Little Nuobao proudly put his hands on his hips.
How is it? Is it rhyming enough?
Mr. Zhang's eyes widened, "What...what...that thing, change it, beyond the mountains, there are green mountains, beyond the buildings..."
"Beyond the mountains, there are green mountains, beyond the buildings, I'll hug you, Master!" Little Nuobao rubbed his flower bud head and said with a smile.
Mr. Zhang almost fell over: "..." "
...Who taught you?"
"Nuobao wrote it himself!"
Little Nuobao saw his excitement and thought that he must be a genius in his past life. His poem impressed Mr. Zhang!
So she laughed so hard that her mouth drooled, and continued to chatter, "Master, Nuobao can do it, you must listen carefully!"
"The sword in the hand of a loving mother can chop the wandering child!"
"It's hard work to hoe the field in the middle of the day!"
"Awesome!" Fengmiao and Wangfu stood up excitedly and applauded their sister.
In the school, they led a group of children to cheer, and for a while it was like a group of monkeys making trouble.
"Sister Nuobao can not only recite poems, but also write poems. She is better than the scholar."
"Too awesome, I want to learn it too!"
"Nuobao, say it again, I want to write it down and recite it when I go back!"
Little Nuobao stood on the desk, smiling so hard that his teeth were exposed, accepting the children's admiration one by one.
Fengmiao's hands were red from clapping, and he laughed so hard that he held his stomach while secretly glancing at the scholar's reaction.
Scholar Zhang only felt that tears were flowing.
Princess...why don't you continue to be illiterate...
He touched his lame leg and considered whether to chase Fengmiao first or beat Wangfu first.
Of course, in the end, none of the boys could escape. Anyone who had just made a fuss was beaten like a rabbit by Zhang Xiucai a moment later.
He was reluctant to beat Xiao Nuobao, who was so soft, but the brats just acted as supporting roles, so they just had to wait for his ruler to punish them.
In Daliu Village, smoke was curling and the lunch was fragrant.
But the women didn't wait for the children to return home. When they came out, they saw Zhang Xiucai running around the village with his teeth and claws bared, chasing the boys around.
The adults were all smiling, and they went home to take out shoe soles, bamboo sticks, and brooms, waiting at the door with their arms folded.
It was winter, and we were free anyway, so helping the scholar to beat the kids was not a big deal.
At the lunch table, the whole family was silent as they listened to Xiao Nuobao's eloquent speech.
Mu Yihan twitched the corners of his lips, and couldn't help twitching a little.
Feng Jing also sighed secretly.
It seemed that he had to teach his sister to recite poems himself in the future, otherwise if the scholar was really angry, there would be no one left in the village school.
After lunch, when the table was cleared, Li Qiqiao called Jinniang and Cuicui to go to the food house to work.
At the moment, the food house was about to open, and Feng Miao, holding his little butt that had been beaten with a ruler, ran after it, trying to trick his second sister-in-law into letting him manage the accounts.
Jiang Fengnian had nothing to do, so he took Jiang Fenghu with him to buy some New Year's goods and sent them to the farm.
The women in the family all had their own things to do. Fengze and Xiao Lanyi went to Liaodongying again to celebrate with their brothers, so the visit to the farmhouse was something that only the two brothers could do.
Along the way, they took turns driving the carriage, chatting about the future trip to Beijing and the current good situation at home.
As adult brothers, Fengze was already an uncle, but the two of them were still just country folk, which was a huge difference.
However, Fengnian and Fenghu did not feel inferior, let alone jealous.
They felt that being human was like a mortise and tenon. Although they were different in size, they each had their own role. When a family was together, the important thing was not to stand together, but to be united.
This was also due to the Feng family's words and deeds over the years.
They chatted and laughed as they entered the city. They bought a lot of rice, dried fruits, snacks, half a pig, and some cotton cloth.
The manor was on the east side of Liujiagou. There were 26 households in total. Looking around, there were a lot of small adobe houses, most of which were occupied by tenants.
There were also a few families who were servants of the manor, all of whom were brought here when the Xu family sold the manor.
Not long after, they arrived at Liujiagou. Jiang Fengnian parked the carriage and unloaded the New Year goods with Jiang Fenghu.
However, at this moment, a boy with scars all over his face and shabby clothes not far away suddenly recognized them.
The boy seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and he ran and crawled over and fell heavily to the ground.
Jiang Fengnian was startled and was about to ask him what he wanted to do.
Who would have thought that after seeing the boy's face, he found out that it was Xu Zan!
"Brother, please save me and take me away from this manor." Xu Zan knelt on the ground and cried hoarsely.
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