Chapter 139 Arrangements are in order

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Xu Ling thought long term.

What he wants to plant is a product from the space. There is no guarantee that it will be different from other people’s crops when they grow. What if they are stolen?

Although it would not cost him much to steal three melons and two dates by one person, but with the power of many people, he was really afraid that he would not have much left of the crops he had worked so hard to grow, and he would be as miserable as the agricultural students doing experiments in his previous life.

Therefore, if you want to build a house for the three Chen Sheng brothers, it must be built near the twenty acres of land.

"Okay, I'll do whatever you want!"

"No one else lives there, are you afraid?"

"Then what's there to be afraid of? No matter how scared you are, can it be as scary as this river?"

Seeing that his family was well settled, Chen Sheng's face became a little more happy. He rubbed his hands nervously and wanted to give Xu Ling more water, but was refused.

"It's getting late. I'll go back and clean up the house first. You guys can move your things over here. I'll ask Mrs. Fan at home to write the deed. You can ask someone else to help you take a look. If there's no problem, we can just sign it."

Xu Ling acted cautiously. Even if Chen Sheng was hacked and no one would redress for him, he still followed the rules one by one and did whatever he wanted.

Chen Sheng was sitting on his knees in the cabin. He was quite a big man and smiled awkwardly: "I don't have any problems. I just listen to my boss."

Chen Sheng was still a little embarrassed when he was called Dongjia.

Xu Ling left the awning boat. The sky outside was gloomy and it was likely to snow in less than half an hour.

When he returned home, he asked Xu Ping to pull the family's cart to the riverside. He helped Chen Sheng move his mother to the bed and move her to the old house to live there.

I carried a basin of water and a broom to clean the old house.

When Mrs. Xu saw that he was about to start work, she shouted and stopped him: "How can I let you, a man, do this? Is there no woman in the family?"

As he said this, he went to look for Gu You again.

Gu Tao was busy in the kitchen. Xu Ling was speechless and hurriedly stopped her, "Okay, mother, what's the big deal? Which woman can sweep the spider webs on the roof of the old house? I'll do it."

Mrs. Xu pouted and muttered, but she still took a handkerchief and went to the old house with Xu Ling.

The old house is next to the new house, not far away, just two steps away. The old mud houses next to the new house looked shabby. Mrs. Xu said that she plans to build a fence around the old house next spring. Here Raise some chickens, ducks, geese, and two sheep.

Xu Ling had opened a vegetable patch in the back garden before, and the green onions and spinach in it were growing beautifully. They were covered with snow and looked watery.

There was nothing to clean. Everything that could be moved to the new house had been moved. Xu Ling re-covered the bed with hay and found the shabby mattress he had slept on before and spread it on top.

Not long after he finished cleaning up, he went to the yard and shouted to Gu You: "Daughter-in-law, do more, Chen Sheng's family will be here soon."

Gu You had noodles on his hands, and he stuck his head out and responded: "I know, I've made the noodles a long time ago. Let's eat mutton soup with pancakes tonight."

"Pay attention!" In the wooden building, Master Fan hit Xu An on the head with a ruler, causing her to shrink her head: "Master, we are drinking mutton soup tonight!"

The two sheep that Butcher Sun found were so delicious that they made soup and ate the meat. Pepper was added to it. In winter, a sip of it warmed the soup from head to toe.

Fan Shiqing swallowed his saliva, glanced at Daya sitting aside, and said angrily: "Both of you brothers and sisters are disobedient. Look at Daya, you can concentrate on listening to classes at a young age!"

Xu An pouted, glanced at his niece, and muttered: "You can't blame us. Master, you can retell the contents of the book over and over again, and our ears will almost feel numb."

Fan Shiqing was dumbfounded. There are countless versions of the Analects that have been circulated to this day. He has been in prison for more than ten years. He doesn't know which version the current government likes. He might as well talk about them all so that the brothers and sisters can learn a lot.

Unexpectedly, in their opinion, it was themselves, the bad old man, who didn't know how to adapt.

Fan Shiqing sighed and bent over as if he had aged ten years suddenly, "Forget it, let's go outside and see the excitement."

Xu An saw something was wrong with him and quickly came over to coax him: "Master, you see I said the wrong thing again, didn't I? I understand everything you said and have memorized it. I just want you to be more careful." Tell me something new!"

Fan Shiqing thought the girl was coaxing her, "What do you remember? I have only given you lectures for three days, and you have been either eating or thinking about going out to play all day long, and you have not even recited it!"

He and these two children live and eat together, so there is no reason why he is unclear.

Xu An saw that he didn't believe him, so he had to put his hands behind his back and shake his head to show: "Look at the Qi'ao, the green bamboo is Yiyi. There are bandits and gentlemen, they are like quarrels, like discussions, like grinding. They are seductive, proud, and squeaking... this The meaning of this poem is that a gentleman's self-cultivation is like working on bone or jade, it needs to be cut and polished, it is a gradual process of cultivation."

Fan Shiqing was dumbfounded.

"When will you memorize it?"

"Master, if you read it once, I can almost remember it. If you don't believe it, read me a new one!" Xu An put his hands on his hips and looked very confident.

Fan Shiqing did not believe in evil, so he found a new poem for her. He read it once, and Xu An repeated it to him.

Such a good memory is actually born in a woman!

Seeing Fan Shiqing's disbelieving look, Xu An chuckled: "Master, don't underestimate me. I can remember it after walking through it once. My eldest brother was in prison back then, but I came home to find Brother Daliang." of!"

Fan Shiqing thought of something and suddenly said excitedly: "What about Xu Ping? His memory..."

"Then don't think about it. My second brother doesn't remember that clearly." Xu An mercilessly crushed Fan Shiqing's delusions.

"It's a pity, it's such a pity." Fan Shiqing had a look of pity on his face. Xu An never forgot that with such a good talent, if he were a man, his career would definitely be smoother than that of ordinary scholars.

But she is a woman, what should we do?

Fan Shiqing couldn't figure out what to do, so he could only sigh: "It's God's will."

"Master, didn't you say there are private schools for girls? When my eldest brother gets rich, why don't you send me to one too?"

Fan Shiqing was silent. That was just what he said to deceive Xu An and to stabilize her.

Even if Xu An really had that talent, the private school would not accept girls from noble families, and the girls they trained tended to be mistresses. What was Xu An going to study there for?

But there is no need to tell Xu An this.

When she grows older, she may accept her fate.

Fan Shiqing turned a page of the book, "Since you are so smart, you can't waste your talent. Let's learn another article. Come, read it with me..."

Xu An had a drooped face, and Da Ya sat aside obediently. Seeing her aunt's expression, she couldn't help but giggle.

Fan Shiqing was suddenly ignited by Xu An with great enthusiasm for teaching. When he went out to work for Xu Ling behind Xu Ping's back, he started a small class for her.

In order not to make him sad, Xu An had to read along word for word.

Xu Ling couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction when he heard the sound of an old man and a young man reading from the wooden building.