Chapter 129 feels completely different. ...
The Ming family members weren't disappointed when the deity didn't allow the other children in the family to attend the class with Ming Er. How could all these children be approved by the deity? If such a good thing happened, wouldn't the auspicious smoke from their Ming family's ancestral graves rise to the heavens?
If our ancestors knew this news, they would probably be so happy they could come back to life.
Ming Er said that the immortal asked her to teach what she had learned to her family, and the Ming family was quite happy about it.
The family practically worships Ming'er, this student of a deity. What she teaches is what the deity taught her, and then Ming'er teaches the family's other granddaughters. It's as if all the granddaughters in the family were taught by a deity.
It's only because the gods forbade them to tell anyone, otherwise their family would be incredibly prestigious in the village.
Upon hearing this, Mingsheng immediately frowned. "Shut up, all of you! I told you not to mention it. Why do you still bring it up? Keep your mouths shut, even at home."
Seeing that Ming Sheng was truly angry, the Ming family members were terrified and dared not say anything more about the "divine student."
Ming Er called all the children in the family into the house, and even his grandson learned to read.
Mingsheng didn't object too much to this matter. He had heard that men in wealthy families were required to be literate and, after marriage, to manage the household affairs.
Let Ming'er teach his grandsons to read a few words, so that they can marry into a high-status family in the future. If they are married into a family of high status, they will be in charge of the household in the future, so that the women can work hard outside with peace of mind.
"The opportunity to learn to read is hard-won. You all must study hard. I don't expect you to be able to help your families after you get married. Before that, don't embarrass our Ming family in your wives' homes."
The grandsons bowed their heads and responded, their eyes filled with excitement.
Since Ming Er's Little Classroom started, the young Ming Er has become much more mature. When teaching his family, he stands with his hands behind his back, looking quite like Tong Zi when he's serious.
The system's outer shell is a replica of a goddess. Ming Er became the family's teacher and directly imitated the way the system usually taught classes.
The Ninth Sister Teacher said that regardless of whether you are a boy or a girl, you will not suffer if you learn more characters.
He also had other members of the Ming family learn along with him.
Ming Er, mimicking the system's tone, said, "If Mother could read and use an abacus, she could work as an accountant in town, without having to work so hard, and she could even earn money to supplement the family income."
The eldest son of the Ming family, Ming Ren, hugged his daughter with emotion, saying, "My darling, you're so young and you already know how to care for your mother."
Even Boss Ming, who originally thought he didn't need to study, started learning as well.
The system observed that Ming Er had made significant progress, not falling behind in the main courses and also being able to take other courses.
Some things should be learned as early as possible; the more you know, the better you'll learn.
For example, you should start learning martial arts as early as possible.
You need to build a solid foundation from a young age.
These past few days, while Ming Er was studying, Xiang Bei would take care of his health. After a system check, martial arts lessons were put on the agenda.
The martial arts taught by the system are among the most advanced in the world.
"In the world of martial arts, speed is the only way to break through defenses. Host, I will make Ming Er a qualified assassin."
Xiang Bei stared wide-eyed at the system in disbelief, “...Killer? Killer?”
The system realized what it had said and quickly put away the note in its hand, saying, "No, no, no, that's wrong, I took the wrong one."
These were the lessons passed down to it by its brethren; there were several slips of paper, but it turned out it had taken the wrong one.
The system tossed the note aside and replaced it with another one: "Host, don't worry, I will successfully make Ming Er a well-rounded young man, skilled in both literature and martial arts."
Ming Er's class time has also increased; in addition to studying, he also has to start practicing horse stance.
There's no need for the system to send her back; after each class, Ming'er closes her eyes and falls fast asleep.
During the day, Ming'er would help with chores at home. Her family wouldn't let her do them, but when they heard that Ming'er said it was the gods who had instructed her, they didn't dare to stop her.
Since it was said by a deity, there must be a reason behind it, and they cannot stop a deity.
Watching the little Ming Er, carrying a stone even bigger than herself, pacing back and forth in the courtyard with gritted teeth, one could only ask if the female teacher had made her lift the stone to strengthen her body.
Ming Ren, the eldest son of the Ming family, watched as Ming Er struggled to move stones around the yard, gritting his teeth and trembling. His face showed unconcealed heartache.
Seeing his mother return, he couldn't help but lean over and ask, "Mom, are you really that strong?"
“No, I’m only a little stronger than an average person, not as strong as Ming Er,” Ming Sheng said, shaking his head.
Although Mingsheng was surprised by this, he wasn't too surprised. A student personally taught by a deity must be extraordinary.
The Ming family went from being shocked to taking it for granted.
After practicing for a while, Ming Er felt much more relaxed when he lifted the stone later on.
Later, they could lift the stones with one hand and then switch hands, tossing the stones back and forth, almost as if they were running wildly through the whole village while holding the stones.
Now, Mingsheng has to take Ming'er with him when he goes up the mountain to chop firewood. Taking Ming'er up the mountain means he can carry back a lot more firewood. Ming'er keeps saying, "Grandpa, bring more, bring more. This is too light, I can carry more without any problem."
Despite carrying so much firewood, Ming Er was still able to walk briskly ahead.
When the villagers saw it, they all said that Sheng was abusing her child. How could she make a small child carry so many things? Wasn't she afraid of tiring her eldest grandson?
Others came to persuade her, saying that Ming Er was her own granddaughter and that she shouldn't treat her like this.
Mingsheng's face twitched as he listened, but remembering the words of the immortal, he didn't say anything.
They don't know anything!
Ming Er is a student chosen by the gods; this is to train Ming Er's abilities. How dare she mistreat a student of the gods?
Originally, Mingsheng was advised not to let Ming'er go with him to chop wood, but Ming'er insisted on going.
The Ninth Sister Teacher said that daily exercise is essential.
If you're lazy, you won't achieve the desired effect.
You need to train not only your strength, but also your agility.
Besides going up the mountain to chop firewood with Mingsheng, Ming'er also chased pheasants and rabbits on the mountain every day.
She didn't catch the pheasant, since pheasants have wings while she doesn't, and by the time she ran over, the pheasant had already flown away.
They picked up a lot of wild pheasant eggs and put them in their clothes to take home.
The hare was very fast; it darted into the grass and disappeared in an instant.
In the system's words, Ming Er needs to practice more if he wants to catch them easily.
The Ming family, however, thought that Ming Er's actions were quite remarkable.
All the candies that Ming Er took out were regarded as gifts from the gods. Before eating, they would habitually thank Ming Er's goddess teacher.
Ever since Ming Er was chosen by the gods, everything at home feels different.
The things taught by these immortals are truly extraordinary. After learning to read, everyone feels that their family is bound to produce a top scholar.
Old Man Ming stopped saying things like, "If Ming Er could study, he would definitely be able to become a third-place scholar in the imperial examination." He said that a third-place scholar was not as good as a top scholar. Ming Er had been chosen by the gods and was taught by the gods themselves, so of course he would become a top scholar.
Hearing the Ming family's gratitude, Xiang Bei rested her chin on her hand and said, "Master, I think if things continue like this, with the Ming family's spiritual power, I might really ascend to immortality."
The system slumped on the table and said without thinking, "Host, you're overthinking it. This world doesn't have a cultivation system. You can't ascend."
The system then transformed into a ball of light and landed on Xiang Bei's shoulder, saying smugly, "We can see Ming Er's success with our own eyes."
Not only has Ming Er changed, but the Ming family has also changed.
After you learn to read and write, you give people a completely different impression.
Fortunately, the Ming family lives in a slightly remote area of the village, and they keep a tight rein on their activities outside, so Ming Er's situation has not been exposed yet.
Mingsheng's three daughters learned arithmetic from Ming'er. If all three of her daughters could become accountants, it would be a very prestigious thing for them.
There's also a monthly allowance to be received, which can definitely improve the family's living conditions.
At Mingsheng's age, it's unlikely he'd be able to work as an accountant in town, but that didn't stop her from listening from the sidelines.
The accounting method taught by Ming Er was quite simple, and she didn't think it was that difficult. Looking at her three daughters, she couldn't help but sigh. Not everyone in the family had this talent; her second son, Mingyi, was just slow-witted and couldn't figure out how to use the abacus at all.
After observing for a few days, Mingsheng decided to stop his second son, Mingyi, from studying, as it was too much of a waste of time, and sent him to do other things.
The eldest and third children seem to be doing better, especially the eldest, who is fortunate enough to have given birth to a daughter favored by the gods. She also seems to be more sensible than the third child.
Hearing her mother's praise, Ming Ren, the eldest son of the Ming family, smiled. She had no choice; having given birth to a daughter favored by the gods, she, as her mother, couldn't let her daughter down. She often stayed up late practicing, and finally managed to surpass her third son.
She, as a mother, didn't hold anyone back.
"Big sister, you're amazing!" Mingli patted Mingren on the shoulder in praise.
Akihito laughed and said, "So-so, I might just have a little talent."
Mingli rolled her eyes. Did she not know that her older sister was secretly practicing at night? She also secretly stayed up late to practice, and when she couldn't stay up any longer, she fell asleep.
Mother also favored the eldest sister.
But there was nothing that could be done. It was all because Ming Er had a divine female tutor, and it was because her daughter was not good enough to be chosen by the goddess.
This is something she can only envy.
I heard that Mingzhuo has been receiving a lot of praise from her female tutor at school lately, who says she has made a lot of progress.
Mingzhuo was very happy and told his family when he got back.
She secretly found Ming Er and said that the candy given by the fairy was effective, and now she had a lot more things in her mind.
Xiang Bei yawned, muttering to herself.
You're overthinking it. It's just ordinary candy; it doesn't have any magical effects.
Ming Er saw words moving in front of her. She already knew many words, and she recognized all of these words.
She knew that the female tutor was speaking to her, because the words had floated past the other people without them reacting.
After seeing it last time, Ming Er asked Xiang Nufu about it. In this house, only she could see Xiang Nufu's words.
She didn't recognize some of the characters before, but now she can recognize them all.
Mingzhuo was still excitedly talking about how the female tutor at the school had praised him. Xiang Bei sighed. The reason Mingzhuo had such a good memory was because he also wanted to teach his family what the teacher had taught in class.
It deepens my memory, so I'm bound to make great progress.
Looking at the family's situation, Mingsheng felt that with a divine teacher guiding his children, Mingzhuo didn't actually need to attend this school.
Even immortals can teach better than the brilliant scholars in the school.
Noticing her idea, Xiang Bei quickly had Ming Er stop her. With Ming Zhuo around, the Ming family's affairs could at least be covered up. Otherwise, it would be strange if a family of uneducated people suddenly became knowledgeable and could read.
Ming Er relayed the message, and upon hearing that it came from a deity, Ming Sheng immediately made a decision: "The deity is right. Continue the classes, pay a tuition fee, and the whole family can study together. In fact, we're the ones who benefit. Ming Er, go up the mountain with Grandma tomorrow, gather some things, sell them in town, and use the money to buy meat."
“Okay.” Ming Er nodded quickly.
Her favorite thing was going up the mountain with her great-grandmother.
The next morning, Ming Er went up the mountain with Ming Sheng. Ming Sheng offered to carry her, but Ming Er refused, wanting to walk on her own.
"Then you'd better keep up, because Azu won't wait for you."
"Don't worry, Grandpa, I'll stay with you."
The restaurants in town buy these things from the mountains.
The village doctor, for example, can even go up the mountain to dig up some medicinal herbs and sell them at the town's pharmacy.
As a hunter, and a very famous one in the village, Mingsheng passed on all her hunting experience to Minger, urging her to remember how to catch the prey.
Look around at the environment, look for animal droppings, smells, and traces left by animals.
Mingsheng is also very talented at hunting, and she rarely makes a mistake.
Ming Er listened very attentively, and her memory was exceptionally good now, allowing her to memorize every word Azu said.
With the combined efforts of the grandfather and grandson, they caught quite a few prey.
Ming'er's training has been effective. She is now fast enough to catch up with a pheasant. However, since she doesn't have wings, she can't keep up if the pheasant flies too high.
While chasing pheasants, I accidentally slipped and fell. I thought I was going to get hurt, but it seemed like someone pulled me up, and I ended up hanging in mid-air.
Ming Er kicked his foot and swayed back and forth in mid-air.
Ah Zu wasn't here. Ming Er looked up at the sky and could clearly feel someone grabbing her arm. "Master Xiang, is that you?"
It's me.
Seeing the words appear, Ming'er felt relieved.
Ming Er's small frame was no weight to Xiang Bei. She found a spot and threw Ming Er over.
With the help of Xiang Bei's strength, Ming Er rolled on the spot and landed safely.
[Good performance.]
Seeing the female tutor praise her, Ming Er became even more embarrassed.
She glanced around, and just as she was about to look for her grandmother, she saw those words reappear.
【Stand still!】
Ming Er's foot, which had been extended, remained stationary, while his other foot was dangling in the air. He remained motionless, maintaining the motion of taking a step forward.
Xiang Bei sighed and told the child not to move, and she actually stayed in that position without moving.
Move two steps to the left, then put your foot down.
Ming Er glanced around, hopped to the left twice, and then stood still.
Next to you is a fairly old ginseng root; carefully dig it out.
Following Xiang Bei's instructions, Ming Er grabbed a blade of grass nearby and carefully began to dig it up.
She dug out something that looked like a radish, and examined it from all angles, telling the female cook that it was called ginseng.
"Mingji? Mingji?"
Upon hearing Azu's voice, Ming Er quickly grabbed the radish in his hand and climbed up.
“Azu, I’m here.”
Mingsheng parted the weeds and saw that Ming'er was perfectly fine, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Ming Er suddenly disappeared just now. It would be terrible if he encountered a wild beast on this mountain. Seeing that he was alright, Ming Sheng wondered how a student of a deity could have gotten into trouble.
Seeing that Ming's hands were dirty and he was holding something, she grabbed him and saw the old ginseng in Ming's hands.
Mingsheng was an old hunter in the mountains, and although he didn't recognize the herbs, he still had a good eye for this one.
She took the old ginseng from Ming's hand and examined it carefully. Judging from its age, this ginseng was several decades old.
Back in the day, when her mother went hunting in the mountains, she unexpectedly found a wild ginseng, which was only a few years old, and sold it for a lot of money.
Such an old ginseng root must cost over a hundred taels.
This is truly a miracle!
Mingsheng immediately knelt down and bowed, then carefully wrapped the ginseng and put it in his pocket.
They put the prey into baskets, with Mingsheng carrying the large basket himself and giving Ming'er the small one.
"Auntie, let me carry the big one, I'm strong."
Mingsheng was in no mood to care about the basket at this moment. He patted Ming'er on the shoulder and said, "Stop fooling around and go home first."
She had already planned it all out: tomorrow she would take the oxcart to town to sell the game, as she was running out of salt and rice and needed to buy some more.
I wanted to buy everything that my family was missing.
We also need to buy writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones for my eldest granddaughter, Mingzhuo.
We also need to buy a copy for Ming'er. Although Ming'er learns from the immortals in her dreams and is given the best writing materials, she doesn't need to use twigs to write on the ground all the time at home.
As for the other family members, they're already quite fortunate to be able to write with twigs; they'll just have to make do.
In any case, the conditions for the eldest granddaughter must be guaranteed, and Ming Er, the student chosen by the gods, must also be protected.
The rest of you can do whatever you want for now.
During this period, Ming Laoda has also made progress in his studies. He and Ming Laosan are full of ambition and plan to choose a suitable day to go to town to see if they can become accountants.
They can decide this themselves. They're all grown up; if they can't even handle something this simple, people will laugh at them.
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