Cheng Wanwan did not speak directly about her plan, she asked Zhao Ergou to think about it by himself.
The family business will definitely be left to Ergou to take care of from now on. She hopes that Ergou can come up with a charter by himself.
Zhao Ergou took a pen and paper and carefully wrote down his future plans. Late at night, he was still writing and drawing at the desk in his room.
Cao Yingying was half lying on the bed, holding a book in her hand, and said softly: "Ms. sir, it's getting late. It's time to blow out the lamp and rest."
Zhao Ergou raised his head and said softly: "I still have half an hour, you go to sleep first."
After marriage, he realized more and more that he was still too weak.
He was able to marry Yingying entirely because he had an excellent mother.
If he relied on himself, he would never have the chance to become the son-in-law of the Cao family.
Yingying's dowry is so rich, he must work hard to grow into a towering tree and protect his family from wind and rain.
A few cock crows woke up the sleeping Dahe Village.
At this time, it was still very early and it was slightly bright outside, but the whole village was already awake.
Many men in the patrol team are learning boxing and kicking skills from He Xiao. The women got up early to feed the chickens and ducks. The children carried baskets up the mountain to dig wild vegetables. Some old men and women in their fifties went to work in the fields. The morning light enveloped the hard-working people. Farmers, everything is prosperous.
Cheng Wanwan woke up to the smell of breakfast.
Early in the morning, Cheng Yuanyuan was working in the kitchen with Wei Hongying, making pimple soup with lard residue. The taste was really amazing.
Each person had a big bowl of pimple soup. There was not enough left in the pot to eat. When they were full, they went to work.
Cao Yingying went to the Sanjin Courtyard built by the Cao family in the village and asked Kong Xiu Niang about borrowing money from the Cao Mansion...
Cheng Wanwan is drying vegetables at home. These days, the villagers always send various ingredients from the mountains to her home. Small fish and shrimps can be eaten that day, but some spring bamboo shoots, mushrooms, fungus, etc. cannot be eaten, so they are eaten. If placed in a cellar, the temperature would slowly rise, and it would easily get damaged if placed in a cellar, so Cheng Yuanyuan proposed to dry them all.
Cheng Yuanyuan has worked in the Liu family for more than 20 years. The Liu family is poor and cannot waste any food, so she is very ingenious in this regard.
"Peel the bamboo shoots and cut them into thinner slices." Cheng Yuanyuan said while busy, "You can't dry them directly. You have to boil them in a pot, boil and squeeze out the water, and then put them on bamboo strips to dry in the sun. Just turn it over every hour, put it away after three or four days in the sun, and then take it out and soak it in water when you want to eat..."
Cheng Wanwan studied very seriously and asked some detailed questions from time to time.
Cheng Yuanyuan is a little envious of her girl. She is also a married woman. She has to be able to do everything that life forces her to do. But this girl is still the same as when she was a girl. You can imagine how comfortable she has been living these years... But , she lived a miserable life because of herself, while the girl lived well because she was smart and excellent.
She also had to work hard and not be left too far behind by her younger sister.
Dozens of kilograms of bamboo shoots were quickly processed. Cheng Wan's tired old back ached and she never admitted that she was old. But every time after finishing work, she wanted to sigh. Time is not forgiving...
At this time, the sound of carriage wheels rolling came from the courtyard door.
She looked up and saw a carriage parked at the door. It was the Shen family's carriage.
"Godmother!"
Shen Zheng's excited voice came, he opened the car curtain and jumped out.
"Why didn't my godmother tell me earlier when she went to my house yesterday? If I had known, I wouldn't have gone to the Laoshizi Poetry Recital."
Immediately afterwards, another person came out of the carriage, it was Cheng Zhao.
Cheng Wanwan wiped her hands and said with a smile: "Why are you two here together?"
"Aunt, second aunt." Cheng Zhao came over and said hello, and then said, "Huzhou official school starts on the first day of April. Brother Shen and I have to rush to Huzhou today. We probably won't be back in three months. So I'm here." bid farewell."
Cheng Wanwan knows this. If you are admitted as a scholar, you can go to the official school to study. The official school is organized by the government and is very authoritative. The content taught is for the imperial examination. Studying in the official school for half a year will be of great benefit to the provincial examination in the autumn. .
She turned around and went into the house, carrying two cloth bags and coming out: "Here are some candied melons and fruits and dried meat. If you are tired from studying, you can eat some to fill your stomach. If you like it, write back and I will have someone give it to you." Send it over."
"Thank you, godmother!" Shen Zheng was so happy that he took it and ate a piece of dried meat, "Oh, it's so delicious!"
Cheng Yuanyuan was a little embarrassed, and after a while she said, "You guys sit in the yard for a while, and I'll go to the kitchen and stick some meat cakes to eat on the road."
Just when Cheng Zhao was about to say no, Cheng Yuanyuan went in to get busy.
"Let your aunt be busy. You won't feel at ease if you don't do something." Cheng Wanwan said, "It's still early. You can go sit with Master Yu for a while."
Cheng Zhao and Shen Zheng were originally going there to say goodbye, so they put their baggage into the carriage and headed to the Yu family.
Master Yu and his family live next to the school. This is a residence specially built for Master Yu in the village. It has three rooms, which is just right for the whole family.
"After you go to official school, study hard." Master Yu warned, "Zijue, your temper is too flamboyant. Learn to curb your sharpness, and you must concentrate on learning. Ziyu, you are good at everything, but your temper is too light. The deputy doesn't care about anything, and since you are the leader of the case, it is easy for you to be targeted by some narrow-minded people."
Shen Zheng couldn't help but ask: "The teacher was too good and didn't bother to be with scholars, so..."
"Ahem!"
Cheng Zhao coughed and pulled Shen Zheng. This matter is a scar on the teacher's heart. It's best not to mention it...
"There's nothing that can't be said about this matter." Master Yu looked at the bamboo forest in the distance. "Back then, when I was fifteen years old, I became a civil servant. I was extremely prosperous and arrogant. I didn't care about everything around me. I was jealous of others and was plotted against by others. In In the eyes of those narrow-minded people, no matter whether you are arrogant or not, as long as you are good, then you will be a thorn in their side. The literati unite and fight with words and writing, which is comparable to an army of tens of millions. I can't beat it, and neither can you two..."
"So, remember that as a teacher, you must be low-key and not arrogant, be gregarious and not aloof. Only when you blend into the big dye vat of literati can you truly restrain your own light." Master Yu touched his beard, "For There is only so much the teacher can teach you, so go ahead.”
"Remember the teacher's instructions!"
Cheng Zhao and Shen Zheng bent down and held their hands at the same time, memorizing every word in their hearts.
Master Yu stood at the door, watching the Shen family's carriage slowly drive away. He turned around and saw the door of the pigsty behind the house. His son Yu Zhan and Sui Ruren's youngest son Zhao Jingsi were sitting there reading and writing together.
Since returning from the government examination, Xiao Zhan would set up tables and chairs at the door of the pig pen to read every day. Later, Jing Si followed suit.
"Our son is excellent, isn't he?" Lu Yingxue walked up to him, her eyes slightly moist, "In the next exam, if you are assigned to the bathroom, you don't have to be afraid anymore."
Standing so far away, she could smell the stench of the pigsty. She really didn't know how her son persisted.
Master Yu sighed: "I delayed him..."
