Yin Lan naturally knew the story of Zhong Yong's tragic fate.
She was glad that she had arrived relatively early, as her child was still quite young. Although her first child had been delayed for a year or two, it was still perfectly timely.
Moreover, Yin Lan doesn't feel that Da Wa's help to other children is a waste of time at all. On the contrary, this method is actually very good. In later generations, it will even be a learning method called "teaching to learn".
It means that when you try to teach what you've learned to others, you can discover which parts of the knowledge you lack understanding of, identify your gaps and deficiencies, and immediately fill them in.
Moreover, in the process of teaching others, one's own understanding of the knowledge becomes deeper, and one truly masters the knowledge, enabling one to better integrate and apply it.
Furthermore, what the children are learning now seems very simple, but this is the time to lay a solid foundation. It is precisely at this time that we need to make sure they have a firm grasp of the knowledge. Just like building a house, the better the foundation, the taller the house can be built in the end.
“I’m happy that Da Wa can help the other kids, and it will definitely help him too,” Yin Lan said with a smile.
Liu Jing glanced at Yin Lan with surprise.
Sure enough, from the first moment he saw this woman, he felt that she was somewhat unusual; her thinking was indeed on a different level from that of other women.
Reading is a very scarce resource. If a child has the opportunity to read, their family would be eager to take up even a minute more of their time from their teacher, wishing that all their time would be spent reviewing their lessons. Helping others? That's impossible.
In fact, Liu Jing also understood the principle that Yin Lan knew, but it had not been summarized in this era. He had only come to this understanding through his own reading throughout his life. He originally intended to enlighten her, but unexpectedly, she figured it out on her own.
Liu Jing stroked his beard.
This woman is truly extraordinary.
These three children, with a mother like that, who can command a teacher, cook such delicious food, and have such a high level of thinking, will certainly not be content to stay in this place in the future.
I never expected to meet such a person in such a remote mountain. Indeed, there are always people more capable than you, and mountains beyond mountains.
The workers only took two or three days to prepare all the desks, chairs, benches, sandboards, and bamboo strips needed for the school.
Because of what I had done, my dinner that evening was no longer just plain brown rice porridge, but cornbread.
The bandits wolfed down their food.
This job isn't tiring, and you can at least get some food.
The food they ate was much better than it had been before they became outlaws.
If they had had a bowl of congee to drink back then, they wouldn't have been driven to desperation and become outlaws.
The fields were already suffering, and the county magistrate not only offered no compensation, but also said that the grain payable must not be less than the required amount, or the person who failed to pay would be arrested.
Some villagers argued with the authorities, but were beaten to death. This was depriving them of any chance of survival, so the men decided to go up the mountain.
Sigh... Looking at Iron Sword Village now, their eyes welled up with tears.
They are all smiles, able to eat porridge, and are even building a school where students can study and a martial arts academy is being established. I envy them, I really envy them.
But there was no way around it; my hands were already stained with blood.
They robbed the only food belonging to those who had fled to the countryside, killed them, and also killed their wives and children.
But what about the wives and children left behind in the village when they went up the mountain?
They definitely won't be able to pay their grain taxes. So, will they be beaten to death, or...?
The man didn't want to think about it, or was he being sold into a brothel?
Every Kou Gong had incredibly complex feelings inside.
This Iron Sword Village is truly wonderful. Why couldn't they have been born in this village? If they had been here, they wouldn't have ended up like this...
Next to the small thatched hut, a large mud-brick wall had already been erected, and the bedroom was almost finished, except for the roof. Yin Lan ignored Chen Yourun's straightforward and resentful gaze and simply said, "Let's do it together, otherwise what if it leaks when we don't do it right?"
Chen Yourun replied firmly, "Absolutely not."
“But the walls of the house next door are still being built, so I don’t dare to live there,” Yin Lan continued to refuse.
“I’ll go with you,” Chen Yourun said matter-of-factly.
Yin Lan gritted her teeth, "Then you can live there by yourself."
Chen Yourun watched as her fair cheeks gradually flushed pink.
A slight smile played on her lips. "Okay, I'll do as you say."
Yin Lan had just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard him say, "Anyway, it should be finished in about half a month."
After saying that, he gave her a long, meaningful look.
Yin Lan, utterly spineless, turned and ran away.
Chen Yourun paused for a moment, then shook his head and chuckled.
He hadn't even realized before how shy his wife was? But this side of her...
Chen Yourun's gaze deepened slightly.
Yin Lan ran several steps quickly, and suddenly realized that this seemed to be something that could not be delayed and was bound to happen. It wasn't that she was resistant, but she was a little nervous.
The land around the small thatched hut is very flat and spacious. In the past, the villagers disliked this place because it was remote, and they didn't like to come here.
But now, this floor is much more lively.
The village school building is not far from here; there are many people cleaning it up, but it hasn't been officially opened yet.
So now they are still reading in this open space. The sound of reading aloud is pleasant and lively.
On the other side, the men were working enthusiastically.
Chen Yourun's current task is to arrange which steps a person should take, ensuring that each step runs smoothly and without any disconnect.
That was quite a complex process, and people's speeds varied. No one knew how he managed to do it, but he meticulously estimated everyone's tasks and seamlessly connected each step. Fang Zhi proceeded much faster than Yin Lan had anticipated.
What looked like an empty lot in the morning had been transformed into a high earthen wall by the afternoon.
With Chen Yourun around, Yin Lan didn't need to worry about the house at all.
The weather has gradually cooled down these past few days.
She took out a bolt of cloth, first eyeing Hu Er. While the others rested, she went over and said, "Brother Hu Er, I noticed your child's clothes are quite old." Hu Er jumped, thinking that this Yin Shi, who had just become more accommodating, was up to something again. But she said, "It's true. When I went to the county town, I met a businessman who buys old cloth. I don't know what he's going to do with it, but if you want new cloth, these two old garments can be exchanged for ten feet of cloth. Are you interested?"
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