Han Shuxian welcomed Mo Tingyu into the house and said, "What did Uncle Mo say?"
After entering the room and sitting down, Yu Silian held Han Qiulu in her arms and turned around and walked to the tea cabinet on the side. She walked a few steps to the tea cabinet and took a teacup to pour water for Mo Tingyu.
Seeing this, Mo Tingyu hurriedly stopped him and said, "Ms. Chunlin, please stop working. I'll come and say a few words to Shuxian and then leave. Don't bother pouring me water."
While Mo Tingyu was talking, Yu Silian had already picked up the teapot on the tea cabinet and poured a glass of water. Like the Mo family, the Han family also used water made from chrysanthemums. After pouring the water, she turned around again, walked to Mo Tingyu and filled the cup with water. Putting the light yellow chrysanthemum water on the table in front of Mo Tingyu, he said with a smile: "It doesn't take much to pour a glass of water, and it is made from the chrysanthemums that Wan Wan brought over."
Mo Tingyu thanked me and said, "Thank you very much. Every time I come here, I trouble you to pour me tea and water."
Yu Silian smiled and said, "Uncle Mo, you are too polite."
After being polite, Mo Tingyu took out a cloth bag he was carrying, opened it and said: "Originally, the money I owe you should be paid back first, but I haven't collected enough money yet..."
Han Shuxian took over and said, "Uncle Mo, don't worry. I teach in the county school every day, so I can earn some income. Besides, our family has a simple population. In addition to food and clothing for our family of four, we don't have much money at home now." If you need money for something urgent, there’s no need for Uncle Mo to pay it back in a hurry.”
After the Mo family's accident, they sent ten taels of silver to their door, and they have almost finished paying it back one after another over the years. When they sent the money, they didn't think of asking them to pay it back, but the Mo family is not a poor person with short ambitions. Although life is difficult, the two elders of the Mo family are able to live well. In the past three years, they have successively paid back all the money they borrowed from others.
Mo Tingyu was naturally very grateful to the Han family and said, "Thanks to you, I dare to keep dragging you." After saying that, he talked about the business of tonight, "After lunch, Wan Wan said I want to make money by copying books for others.”
"Although this child is young, she has a lot of thoughts. She also knows the situation at home very well, so she never asks for or buys anything from me and her milk. She only thinks about saving some money for me and her milk. . But today she said she wanted to earn money to support me and her, and she also wanted to come to you to take over the book copying job for her. "
Han Shuxian sighed after hearing this, "Wanwan is smart, good at reading, and likes to read. And she doesn't practice calligraphy often, so the calligraphy she writes now is better than that of the boys who have been practicing for many years in the academy." After a pause. After a pause, he said: "It's rare that she knows how to be filial to you at such a young age." She was also estimating whether Wanwan could complete the copying of a book. If she could, the Mo family could increase their income.
Mo Tingyu said: "It's all thanks to you that he can read and write. I asked you to teach him, but it also cost you a lot of pen, ink and paper."
Han Shuxian said: "Wanwan is smart, anyone who sees her will like her, and with her here, Chunlin can learn more vigorously." He glanced at his son who was playing with his little daughter next to him, and he didn't teach Wanwan anything. Before, he didn't think his son was a bit stupid, but since he taught Wanwan, he has started to dislike him. Not only is he as stupid as a cow, but he is also very playful.
Mo Tingyu said: "Wanwan has never asked us for anything. Today she mentioned that she wants to make money by copying books. I don't want her to make any money, but she likes reading and writing. Please help me with this little money. I’ll see what kind of paper I can buy, and I’ll use the money to buy some paper for her so she can write and play.”
After hearing this, Han Shuxian thought for a moment and thought that he could let Wanwan try copying books. After thinking about it, he took the money and said, "Uncle Mo, don't worry, I will definitely choose the right paper for Wanwan."
Mo Tingyu thanked him again before leaving the Han family. After he left, Yu Silian said, "Ms. sir, why did you accept the money? Wanwan is still so young, how can she make money by copying books for others?"
Han Shuxian explained: "Wanwan's handwriting is not bad. She writes slower, so she can copy books. Moreover, she has a quiet temperament and can sit still whether she is reading or writing."
Finally, he looked at Han Chunlin and said, "Look at your sister Wanwan. She is two years younger than you. She is only four years old this year. She already knows that she has to share the worries for her grandparents. Have you ever thought about sharing some of the worries for me and your mother?" ?”
Han Chunlin looked at Han Shuxian with a stern look, "Our family is not short of money, and my mother doesn't take medicine every day like Grandma Song. Dad, you can make money back, so what can I do to share your worries?"
Han Shuxian held his forehead, squeezed his hands and secretly warned himself that his son was still young, so he should not be impatient or compare him to a wand. After taking a deep breath, he said patiently: "Why don't you help me share my worries? Your mother-in-law Two days later, he told me that he had a headache." Of course he had a headache when he had to take care of two children, and then he continued slowly: "And your mother takes you two brothers and sisters with her on weekdays, and she has to cook and do laundry, and you can't live without your sister. I still have to control your study and calligraphy, do you think your mother can have some free time?"
Han Chunlin thought for a while and felt that his mother seemed to be very busy and tired, so he replied: "No leisure time."
Han Shuxian continued to guide: "As a father, teaching in the school every day is really hard. First of all, I have to supervise the study of twenty-six students in the class. I have to endure the pain of giving lectures every day and continue. Going on, we still have to control them to prevent them from being naughty. Even if we hit them, we have to put a lot of effort into it. If we hit them too hard, we are afraid of hurting them. If we hit them lightly, they won’t have the effect of punishment. As a father, I am also very considerate. I have a headache from exhaustion!" Looking at Han Chunlin's thoughtful look, he continued slowly, "As a father, teaching in the school is also tiring. It would be very difficult if I didn't go to school. If I didn't go to school, our family wouldn't have money to buy anything. I don’t even have money to buy rice, food and clothing, so I may be even more nervous than your Grandpa Mo’s family.”
What Father Han said was simple, and Han Chunlin took it all in. After listening to a long list of things his father said about himself, he suddenly felt that it was not easy for him either! But after thinking for a while, he said: "But my handwriting is not as good as sister Wanwan's, and I don't want to copy and write."
Ignoring what he said next, I finally made some progress. I just continued what he said before. If your handwriting is good, you can make money by copying books. I continued to say patiently: "It doesn't matter if your handwriting is not good now." , practice more on weekdays, learn more from your sister Wan Wan, and see how she practices and writes.
Our family doesn’t need you to make money yet, but you still have to help your mother and share some worries with me. What you can do now is help your mother and I take care of your sister. You can also go to our vegetable garden on weekdays. If we pull weeds out of the house, our vegetables will grow better, and we need to practice more calligraphy. After a few days, if we practice well, we will be able to copy books and earn money for our family like your sister Wan Wan. "
Han Shuxian teaches students according to their aptitude. His son is active by nature. If he is forced to calm down and read and write every day, he will not be able to do it. Reading and writing require learning and practice, but they cannot be too restrictive. Haste makes waste. , so in addition to helping take care of his sister, he was assigned to go to the vegetable garden to pull weeds and play. This kid usually went to the vegetable garden to catch bugs, grasshoppers, crickets, earthworms... In short, he would catch whatever there was. , people say they catch these to feed the chickens.
After Han Shuxian lectured his son, he tidied up and went back to the house with Yu Silian to rest with his little daughter in his arms.
The little daughter fell asleep soon after being put on the bed, but Yu Silian and Han Shuxian were not sleepy. They sat on the bedside, and Yu Silian said: "This baby Wan Wan is too painful. From now on, Uncle Mo and Aunt Song will You will definitely enjoy the blessings of flowers."
Han Shuxian agreed: "Wanwan is not only smart, but also very caring. The life of the Mo family will definitely get better and better in the future."
Yu Silian continued: "Do you really want to buy paper for Wan Wan and let her copy the book? I'm afraid it will tire Wan Wan."
"Wanwan is a delicate and thoughtful child. Not only does she never ask Uncle Mo and Aunt Song for anything, but she comes to our house to study and practice calligraphy with Chunlin. She also brings food from her house on weekdays. She always helps us take care of Chunlin every day, and also helps take care of Lulu. Didn't you also say that having her in our house will save you some worries." Han Shuxian looked at his wife and said, "Isn't this what she is using? Our actions repay our kindness to her."
Yu Silian sighed: "It is said that children from poor families become masters early. This is absolutely true."
"Wanwan has a lot of thoughts. She must have been thinking about it for a long time before she can ask for it. And I also think it would be good to let her copy books and write more words. Making money is one aspect. She copied a lot of books, so naturally this I have also read more books. Reading more is always good, and making money by copying books is easier than making money by embroidering flowers." Han Shuxian said all his thoughts.
After listening to her husband's words, Yu Silian also felt that what he said was very reasonable. Although she did not embroider a handkerchief and made a purse to go to the county to exchange money, there were many women in the village who embroidered handkerchiefs in their free time. , make a purse and exchange it for money. Compared with these, the job of copying books for others is really good. The income is much more than embroidering purses, and it is still what Wanwan likes.
On the second day, Mo Tingyu went to the fields early, thinking that after finishing the work in the fields, he would go for a walk in the mountains. It's midsummer now, and there are more wild animals on the mountain, and we often come out to look for food. I'm going to make traps on the mountain to see if I can trap rabbits, pheasants, etc. I'll take a look around to see if I can find fungus or something like that. If you're lucky, you can find some mountain goods and exchange them for some money to collect the money for the old woman's medicine.
It's a good thing that the granddaughter likes to read and write, but the old woman is in poor health and cannot stop taking medicine. Mo Tingyu only hopes to find some better mountain products in the mountains.
After Mo Tingyu left, Song Nanzhi was not idle either. He first tidied up in the kitchen, then took the water to wash the pots and bowls and went to the pig pen to feed the pigs. It's just that the water for washing pots and dishes is no different from plain water. Fortunately, before pouring the dishwashing water into the pig trough, I scooped out a ladle of coarse bran and mixed it into the dishwashing water. Otherwise, I would just drink some dishwashing water. I'm afraid this pig won't be able to grow even two ounces of meat.
When Mo Ziyuan was washing dishes and feeding the pigs in Song Nanzhi, she followed her and carried a small basket that Mo Tingyu had specially made for her to the chicken coop, ready to collect eggs.
