Chapter 159 158. He Obediently Followed Lei Li
The venison was delicious.
It has more lean meat and less connective tissue, and the meat is tender. It also contains rich protein, fat, inorganic salts, sugar and a certain amount of vitamins.
Whether it is stewed or cooked in soup, or stir-fried or grilled, it has a unique flavor.
Lei Li cut off two front deer legs and asked the driver to send them to the county town quickly, one for Zhu Zhuer's family and the other for Meng Luo and Chen Xiangrang from "A Sichuan Restaurant".
Miss Asi, Qin Niang and Tongsheng are teachers in the village school, and they also have to send some venison over. They are here to teach, so they cannot be neglected.
The rest of the meal was done. There were quite a few people in their family, grandpa's family, Liu Xiaocao's family, and Miao Fulang's family, so they had to set up two large tables.
Zhou Yi went to pick up Xiao Shengjiang. Xiao Shengjiang followed Xiao Bao back home and took the opportunity to invite Miao Fulang and Zhang Daqiang to come to his house for a venison feast.
Miao Fulang wanted to catch two chickens from home, but Zhou Yi remembered that venison could not be eaten with pheasant, and he didn't know whether domestic chickens would be okay, so he simply didn't eat them together.
Mr. Miao didn't catch any, but picked a basket of green vegetables from the field. The green vegetables at this time were the freshest and sweetest, and they were delicious just by stir-frying them with garlic.
I also brought a handful of mushrooms that I just picked today.
This year the mushrooms grew well and in good condition. He liked them all and picked them one by one. He accidentally picked too many and fried them when the Lei family was having a banquet.
After Liu Xiaocao knew that venison could not be eaten with chicken, she picked out a good duck from home and brought two jars of homemade pickled radishes. She also asked Niu Ershu to dig some tender bamboo shoots from the bamboo forest.
My grandpa also brought a basket of chicken and goose eggs, as well as some sour taro sprouts made from taro they grew themselves. There was a tofu seller in the village, and I bought a board of it.
Thinking that Li Ge'er and the others had just returned to the village, and Lei Jingsheng was the only one planting in the family's land, he was afraid that there might not be enough onions, ginger and garlic, so he pulled a handful of them from the ground and washed them.
After several families put their money together, they finally got enough stuff from the Lei family to prepare a banquet.
The women and men started to help, some picked and washed the vegetables, some lit the fire and cut the meat, some looked after the children, and some made tea and poured water. With everyone working together, the meal was ready soon.
There are braised venison, diced venison with green and red peppers, venison soup with mushrooms in a clay pot, a whole roasted venison leg, as well as mapo tofu, stir-fried vegetables with garlic, and duck meat with fresh bamboo shoots.
Also ordered some wine.
It is rice wine brewed by the villagers.
Since the children couldn't drink alcohol, they soaked lemons in water and put it in a bucket of saltpeter ice to cool it down. They also put March lychees in the ice. When they peeled them, the flesh was plump and crystal clear, and tasted cool, sour, sweet and delicious.
This banquet is big enough.
Everyone had a lively meal for more than half an hour. The children learned a lot in the class and even performed poems and songs for the adults.
Knowing that little Jiang was also going to school today, the adults asked him jokingly with a smile.
"Is it fun in school?
"Are you scared that you can't see your father at school?"
"How many characters did you learn from the Master?"
"Did Ginger meet any new friends?"
"Are you hungry while studying?"
Little Jiang was so excited when he went to school for the first time. He thought everything was fun and answered questions immediately when asked.
“It’s fun!”
"Ginger isn't afraid! Ginger has Brother Xiaobao! There are many other brothers and sisters in the school. They all say that Ginger is pretty, smart and pretty!"
"Yes, I've met a lot of friends, but they're all older than Ginger..."
"I'm not hungry! Jiang has a little schoolbag with lots of delicious food in it. Daddy packed it for me!"
As for the few words he knew, Sheng Jiang automatically ignored them. He couldn't even hold a pen well, so how could he recognize words?
The teacher saw that he was so young and thought that as long as he didn't cry, make a fuss or cause trouble, he would be fine. He was not required to learn to read. Even children from wealthy families were not allowed to start learning at the age of one and a half. This would be forcing the growth of a seedling.
Little Jiang was very clever, and he said happily, "Look at Brother Xiaobao, look at his writing. His writing is so beautiful!"
"How does Sheng Jiang know that Brother Xiao Bao writes well?"
"The master praised it!"
Little Jiang, like a little adult, imitated the teacher's words in class today, saying, "Brother Xiaobao's handwriting is clever and shy, and it looks good!"
"It's pretty and small."
Tao Ge'er was in the same class as Xiao Bao. Seeing that Xiao Sheng Jiang was speaking incoherently, he corrected him and said, "Xiao Bao's handwriting is really beautiful. Every time we have calligraphy class, the teacher will post Xiao Bao's handwriting for everyone to see."
Then he added proudly, "I had to apply it a few times too."
Liu Xiaocao was always generous with her compliments. After hearing this, she said, "Xiaobao's handwriting is beautiful. Tao Ge'er's handwriting has been posted a few times and it looks good too. When the New Year comes to an end, let Tao Ge'er write the Spring Festival couplets for our family."
The latter part of the sentence was said to the village chief and his aunt. The two elders naturally agreed that Tao Ge'er's handwriting was indeed better than Niu Jinjin and Niu Yinyin's.
"Unfortunately, my Jinjin is not like Tao Ge'er. He can't sit still. As soon as the class starts, he feels like a needle is stuck in his butt. He only thinks about playing after class and can't remember a single word."
Sister-in-law Niu Xiaoxiao sighed and smiled and said that her son Niu Jinjin was a man, and if he was a good student, the family would definitely send Niu Jinjin to a private school to continue his studies.
Liu Xiaocao said, "As for the boy, he can't sit still at his age. He loves to play around, which shows that he is strong. Yinyin likes to be quiet. Even Mr. Asi praised the embroidery he made."
"That's true."
Niu Dashu was heartless and happily praised his daughter Niu Yinyin. He didn't think about his son's studies at all. If he couldn't study, he could just follow him to the fields to make a living, and when he grew up, he would find a girl or a boy to give birth to a grandson.
"My little Mu is doing well in school."
My uncle also said cheerfully, "The teacher at the school said he's a good student. Maybe if he's lucky he can pass the exam and become a student. But he loves carpentry, so if he doesn't study, he can just become a carpenter with his aunt and grandfather."
"Xiao Mu is good at studying, so naturally he should focus on studying first."
Upon hearing this, Lei Li said that although he himself did not like studying, he still had great respect for knowledge and felt that those who could and loved to study were not ordinary people.
Zhou Yi also believes that learning is more important. You should study first and then take the exam. If you pass the exam, you will be able to achieve success at one step. If you fail, you can change your career. It’s no big deal.
"Studying can improve your learning ability. Even if you stop studying in the future, you will still learn faster if you change careers and learn things than before you studied. Your brain will be more active and you will be able to understand things more easily."
My uncle didn't understand what learning ability meant, but he knew Zhou Yi meant he was good at studying. He nodded in agreement and said, "Then study for a few more years."
My uncle has traditional ideas and thinks that studying is better than working in the fields.
Although it is said that scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans come second, the fact is that farmers rely on the weather for their livelihood, and are bullied by merchants and exploited by officials. Although artisans have a low status, they are also popular because they have skills.
Studying can help you become an official. How great it is to be an official. You don't have to do anything and people will give you money and houses. He heard that the county magistrate would give you charcoal in winter and ice in summer, which were all gifts of silver.
"Carpentry is not as good as studying. Carpentry is hard work. If you have money, you should continue studying."
The village chief said something.
"That's true."
My uncle nodded and said, "The teacher said that the Tongsheng exam is held every year in the county town. After the child has studied for a few years, he can take the next few exams. Then the children from our two families can go together. Who knows who will pass, which will be a great joy."
"That's good."
The village chief was cheerful and hoped that one of his family members would be able to study hard and make a name for himself.
As we talked and drank, time passed slowly and it was time to leave.
The leftover dishes were packed up and distributed, especially the venison, which could not be wasted. It was still fragrant after being cooked twice, so each family was given something to take home and eat.
Little Jiang was reluctant to leave his brother Xiaobao, so he followed his brother back home like a little tail. When he went to school in the afternoon, Miao Fulang took him to school together.
Lei Li is naturally good.
I felt refreshed because I didn't have to take care of the children. After eating venison, my body was full of heat. I pulled my husband into the room in the middle of the day and called it a nap to my parents.
Zhou Yi's ears turned red, and he thought to himself, who would take off their clothes and pants while taking a nap?
But he still obeyed Lei Li obediently.
He pursed his lips, held his wife's waist firmly, and watched the arrogant and rosy-faced woman sitting on him and doing evil things, saying unclear words to tease him.
When the other person got tired and lay on his chest, pouting for a kiss, he would kiss her obediently and then press his waist obediently, allowing his wife to vent her anger.
When his wife praised him for his skills, Zhou Yi felt elated and had the inexplicable illusion that he was a special massager...
Lei Li slept for the whole afternoon after having fun.
It was already a bit hot in March, so I put a big ice basin in the room to cool down. I still felt refreshed when I woke up, but I was a little hungry.
Lei Li put on a short coat and went out of the house. He saw Zhou Yi cooking in the kitchen. His parents were not at home, but he had brought the child back home.
Little Jiang was sitting obediently on a small stool, leaning over a small table and writing and drawing on paper with a small brush. He pursed his lips and looked serious. He looked quite decent and had some of the air of a scholar.
This small stool and table were made by Lei Dashan. The small brush and paper were bought from someone in the county town. He also bought two enlightenment books.
Lei Li leaned over to take a look.
Little Jiang was concentrating on "writing" and didn't notice that his father was watching him. He grabbed the small brush with his little hands, dipped it in ink and started writing, but in fact he was just scribbling, and the ink was all mixed up into a black cloud.
But little Jiang didn't think he was drawing a black cloud. He thought he was studying hard and writing very well. He wrote while looking at the small enlightenment textbook. Before he could write a single word, his little face turned black.
Lei Li was trying to hold back his laughter, but couldn't help but burst out laughing, scaring the little ginger.
Little Ginger frowned and angrily said to his father, "What are you doing? Ginger is writing! Daddy, don't laugh!"
"Okay, okay."
Lei Li smiled and nodded, stretched out his fingers to pretend to touch the little ginger's face, but actually spread the black ink, drew three bars on the left and right, and turned the little ginger into an ink cat.
The bad dad laughed again.
The little cat Jiang didn't understand. He thought his daddy was always startled and laughing, and not steady at all. Unlike Jiang, he could even sit and write!
Thinking about it, the little ginger raised his "masterpiece" and showed it to his father proudly.
"Look! Ginger's handwriting! Is it good?"
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