Chapter 141: All right, all right, I will teach you all
"Brother, have you figured anything out?" Sang Yu suddenly spoke, waking up Sang Xingjia who was immersed in his own thoughts.
He stammered as if he was guilty of something: "No, nothing, I was just looking around, yes, just looking around."
"...It's not that I don't want to teach you, why are you so scared?" Sang Yu was speechless. Her original intention in speaking was to teach him some tricks.
"Are you willing to teach me?!" Sang Xingjia was surprised and happy, and started to giggle.
Sang Yu looked at his silly look and felt like she was hallucinating Sang Yongjing. It should be said that these two people are worthy of being father and son. They are the same when they act silly.
"Tell me what you've figured out."
She doesn't intend to teach skills directly. Some things, if you figure them out yourself, are more profound than those learned from others, and are easier to use.
After hearing her assurance that she was willing to teach him, Sang Xingjia's nervousness immediately dissipated a lot, and he hesitated to express his own views.
"Just now I saw that you hold the pole farther back, not as far forward as I do. And when you swing the hoe, you don't hit it vertically downwards, but at an angle."
After he finished speaking, he carefully glanced up at Sang Yu's expression, and then added cautiously: "I wonder if what I said is on point?"
Sang Yu, who had a blank expression on her face, suddenly smiled: "Yes. Big Brother, you are right. If you had understood as much as you do now, you wouldn't have so many blisters on your palms."
Feeling a little embarrassed by her praise, Sang Xingjia said modestly: "Hehe, I just said that casually."
Sang Yongjing in the distance gradually recovered and straightened his back, but he could still feel a faint sense of sourness.
Seeing the two of them talking happily from afar, he felt itchy in his heart and quietly came over.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he came over, he heard Sang Yu praising Sang Xingjia. He immediately became indignant: "Yu'er, why are you secretly teaching Jia'er? Dad wants to learn too!"
At first Sang Yu didn't notice him, until he suddenly made a sound and startled her, then she saw him hiding behind Sang Xingjia, eavesdropping furtively.
"Dad, don't you have a backache? You'd better go back and sit down." She advised helplessly.
"I'm fine now. I'm full of energy and can dig two more pieces of land. If you don't believe me, I'll dig it for you to see now." As he spoke, Sang Yongjing was about to pick up the shovel on the ground over there.
Sang Yu quickly stopped him and said, "I believe it, I believe it. Just dig this piece of land today, and dig the other one tomorrow."
"Then you have to teach me too." Sang Yongjing insisted.
"Okay, okay, I'll teach you all." Sang Yu wanted to cry but had no tears. Who was the father and who was the daughter between the two of them?
Fortunately, she had a lot of knowledge and was not afraid of not being able to teach them. She taught them how to use the hoe and shovel more effortlessly, how to use the waist to exert force, how to control the appropriate intervals for rest, etc.
Sang Yu looked at the two of them and asked, "Do you understand?"
"Understood!"
The two answered in unison, their voices loud and confident.
She didn't know whether they really understood or were pretending to understand. As the sky gradually darkened, she didn't continue to ask.
Anyway, we will know the result after practicing it later, and see whether we really know it or whether our eyes know it but our hands don’t.
After a simple dinner, Xie Qiujin lit the oil lamp and was about to use the light to continue sewing the remaining small piece of work.
As soon as she took out the needle and thread, she met Sang Yu's questioning eyes. She immediately smiled awkwardly: "There is only this little left. I will stop when I finish sewing."
"There's no rush. Even if we finish now, there won't be reed fluff to fill it in."
No matter how she explained, Sang Yu snatched the needle and thread from her hand and put it aside, motioning her to sit quietly.
Over there, Sang Xingjia had just finished washing dishes by the river, and brought back Sang Xinghao, who had wet his sleeves from playing in the water, and scolded him as he walked.
"Didn't you promise me to only play with the water in the bowl? Look at you now, your cuffs are soaked. If you do this again next time, I won't let you go to the water."
Sang Xinghao quickly begged for mercy: "Brother, I was wrong. I didn't mean it."
"Hmph, if you accidentally fall into the stream and float away with the water, I'll see what you will do." Sang Xingjia deliberately scared him.
"Brother and sister will definitely come back to save me, I'm not afraid." Sang Xinghao was not afraid at all.
"You..." Sang Xingjia was interrupted by his words and wanted to say something else to ask him to be more careful.
Even a stream has different depths. If a child of his age falls in, he can easily die if rescued not in time. He doesn't want to lose his younger brother.
I looked up inadvertently and saw that the lights were on in the main room not far away.
The dim light could not illuminate a large space, but fortunately the door of the main room was open, and several figures of different heights were sitting around a table with an oil lamp, chatting.
It had been a long time since he had seen this scene. Sang Xingjia suddenly felt warm in his heart. No matter wealth, fame or fortune, what touched his heart the most was still his family and home.
After putting the pots and pans back in place in the kitchen, Sang Xingjia took Sang Xinghao to find someone who could control him.
She came to the main hall, pushed him in front of Sang Yu and started to complain: "My little brother was playing in the stream and almost fell in."
Sang Xinghao, who was originally feeling very proud, looked at him in disbelief and quickly explained: "I didn't. I just accidentally got my sleeves wet while playing. I didn't almost fall in."
Sang Yu raised her eyebrows slightly. "Oh? When I first came here, I remember someone promised me not to go near the stream without permission. So how did your sleeve get wet?"
The stream in Qingxi Village is very close to their home, so she told Sang Xinghao about this matter very seriously on the first day she brought him here.
You can play in the water, but you have to be accompanied by other people, otherwise you cannot go close to the stream.
Knowing that he had just gone out with Sang Xingjia, no accidents would happen, but just in case, he still had to take this matter seriously.
"I, I just reached out and touched the stream water. It was icy cold. I didn't roll up my sleeves properly and accidentally fell in, so I got wet." Sang Xinghao felt more and more guilty.
Knowing that he was not a child who would not listen to advice, Sang Yu sighed and looked into his eyes seriously.
"Little brother, it's not that I won't let you play in the water, but it's dark and you're small. If you accidentally fall into the stream, you might freeze to death before we can rescue you."
The temperature of the stream water is no joke. It is already lower than normal temperature. Moreover, after dark, without the constant light source to heat it, the temperature drops rapidly.
If you accidentally fall down, you may suffer from rapid hypothermia and die.
Sang Xinghao heard the seriousness in her words and a trace of fear appeared on his face. He had never thought that the seemingly ordinary stream could put his life in danger.
"Sister, I won't do that again next time."
"Well, good boy." Sang Yu gently touched his head and looked up at Sang Xingjia: "Brother, the blisters on your hands haven't broken yet, right? I'll pick them for you."
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