After entering the study room, Mo Ziyuan walked to the desk, skillfully picked up the bowl with water and carefully poured some water into the inkstone, then picked up the ink stick and started to sharpen the ink.
After everything is ready, he sits down, opens the book, spreads out the paper, picks up the pen, and then all his mind is focused on the pen in his hand.
Each stroke was written with concentration and seriousness. With the experience of copying last time, I finished copying the first chapter in less than two-quarters of an hour this time.
This time the copying was much faster than last time. Not only was it much faster, but the writing was also getting better and better. I felt very comfortable looking at the masterpiece under my hands, and smiled with satisfaction. At this rate, I can definitely finish copying two books within a month, which will give the family another four taels of silver income.
With these four taels of silver, not only can I pay back the two taels of silver that Uncle Han's family still owes, but grandma can also have more money for medical treatment, and can also use some good medicine, so that her illness can be cured faster.
Mo Ziyuan planned well. Although the money earned from copying books cannot be as fast as starting a business, this income can be considered a very high income for a farm family.
It’s great to grow up!
After copying the first article, Mo Ziwan walked to Han's house with the copied paper and her book, and spent the next half of the day reading and writing with Han Chunlin.
Besides, Han Shuxian sent Mo Ziwan to Mo's house, and then returned home. The family had a happy lunch at first, but it was not so happy after lunch.
After the meal, Han Shuxian called Han Chunlin to the study. Half an hour later, Han Shuxian came out of the study and saw that Han Chunlin's face no longer looked happy. He sat down obediently in his seat and began to practice calligraphy.
Mo Ziwan arrived at Han's house, and after greeting Han Shuxian, Yu Silian, and Han Qiulu, she consciously walked to the study. When he entered the study room, he saw Han Chunlin sitting obediently in his seat practicing calligraphy. He shouted in surprise: "Brother Chunlin, why did you start practicing calligraphy so quickly today?"
Han Chunlin looked at Mo Ziwan and felt very sad in his heart. If I didn't copy the book, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as simple as being talked about for half an hour. He responded: "I'm waiting for you to come over and copy the book together. I'll practice calligraphy more now!" When he saw Mo Ziyuan making money, he was excited, but later he had something to eat and play, and soon the excitement stopped. Go away with eating and playing. But now, under his father's teachings, the distant heartbeat has returned to him.
'This time, I will copy it seriously. 'Han Chunlin made up his mind to finish copying one copy.
Mo Ziyuan looked at Han Chunlin, who was a little different from usual, and secretly thought that it was because he saw her making money that he also wanted to make money by copying books with her! fair enough! No matter what the purpose is, it is always a good thing to be able to learn independently! So he responded: "Okay, let's copy it together." After a pause, he said: "But you can't give up halfway this time. We have agreed that we must finish copying it this time!"
Han Chunlin nodded and said confidently: "I will definitely be able to finish the copy."
Seeing Han Chunlin's determination, Mo Ziyuan also made up her mind to keep strict control over him!
After making the decision, she looked at the book in her hand. The Analects of Confucius has twenty chapters in total, and the number of words in each chapter is not many. Even with comments, the number of words is still small. This is why she was able to copy it in about twenty days. . He turned to look at Han Chunlin and said cheeringly: "Brother Chunlin, don't worry. We are practicing calligraphy every day. From now on, we will use the time we practice to copy books. We will finish copying soon."
Han Chunlin didn't have any reason not to respond, so he nodded quickly and said, "Okay."
After Mo Ziwan put down the book, she added: "In addition to copying books, there are also indispensable books that should be read every day. If you don't read, there will be no progress." Then she added: "It's not just about copying books. From now on we will If you read a lot, you can teach in the academy and earn money like Uncle Han. In addition to teaching in the academy and earning money, brother Chunlin can also become a high official. Being a high official is very prestigious. After becoming a high official, no one dares to You bullied me and sister Lulu!"
Mo Ziyuan drew a big cake for Han Chunlin, and Han Chunlin became excited again, "Okay, I will be a high official from now on! Being a high official is more prestigious than dad!"
Han Shuxian, who was hiding outside the door and eavesdropping, was secretly amused when he listened to his son's arrogant words. "I've been waiting for you to show off in front of me!" When the time comes, I will let you know that you are still your father. No matter how big an official you become, you will still be my son! Don't even think about showing off your authority or anything like that in this life!
Although Han Shuxian thinks his son is stupid, his stupidity is only compared with Wan Wan. Compared with other children, his son can be considered as a child.
After listening to Mo Ziyuan's encouragement to Han Chunlin, Han Shuxian also entered the room. Naturally, there were more classes during Xiu Mu's days, so he also entered the study room to prepare for classes for the two children. There will be classes for an hour, and there will be no classes in the evening.
After an hour of lectures, Mo Ziwan and Han Chunlin copied books for half an hour before going home.
After returning home, Mo Ziwan smelled the smell of medicine coming from the kitchen. When she walked to the kitchen, she saw Song Nanzhi boiling medicine. When she got closer, she shouted, "Grandma, did you go to see a doctor today?"
Song Nanzhi looked at Mo Ziwan who came into the kitchen and replied: "I've gone, I've brought back the medicine and boiled it down." Then he said, "Grandpa Liao said there's no big problem with my health."
How could there be no big problem? Mo Ziyuan didn't take these words to heart, but she believed her grandma's words and responded with a smile: "That's good. When grandma gets better, you won't have to take these bitter medicines anymore." It’s gone.” I just reminded myself in my heart that making money, working hard to make money, and making more money will make my grandma’s illness better.
Then he asked: "Where is grandpa?"
Song Nanzhi replied: "Your master is a man who can't take time off. Seeing that it was still early, he went to the mountain again and said he was going to see if any rabbits or pheasants had fallen into the traps he dug."
After hearing this, Mo Ziyuan said nice things and said, "There must be."
It's just that the Mo family didn't wait for Mr. Mo to come back with the pheasants and hares, but when they did, Mr. Mo was carried back on his back.
The grandfather and grandson were talking in the kitchen when they suddenly heard a shout outside, "Aunt Song! Aunt Song!"
Song Nanzhi heard the shouts coming from the yard and immediately responded loudly: "Here you come? What's going on?"
Song Nanzhi stuffed a handful of firewood into the stove hole and said, "Wanwan, grandma, go outside and take a look. It seems that your uncle Cheng'an is shouting, you can't play with fire, do you understand?"
Mo Ziwan nodded and said: "Grandma, go quickly, I won't play with fire." She thought to herself: I definitely won't play with fire, I will make a good fire to make medicine!
When Song Nanzhi was telling Mo Ziyuan, another hurried shouting came from outside the house, and then he hurriedly walked out. When he walked out, he saw Mo Tingyu being carried back by someone, and blood was dripping from one foot. He immediately He was so frightened that he became dizzy. He held on to the wall and gritted his teeth to prevent himself from falling. He asked in a trembling voice, "What's going on?"
Mo Tingyu looked at Song Nanzhi holding on to the wall and knew that she was dizzy. He reluctantly said: "It's okay. I just accidentally fell and broke my leg. Just rest for a few days and it will be fine. You must be careful." Don't worry."
I don't know whether her dizziness immediately eased after listening to Mo Tingyu's words, or whether she was suppressing the discomfort. Song Nanzhi continued to walk forward while holding on to the wall, saying, "I'm sorry to trouble you, but I can't help you either." I can't carry your Uncle Tingyu, so I have to trouble you to help me carry him to my room."
The person carrying Mo Tingyu was also from the village, named Zhao Chengan. Song Nanzhi was in poor health and had been taking medicine. Everyone in the village knew that she was holding on to the wall. They also knew that she was in poor health after getting anxious regularly. They immediately comforted her and said, "Aunt Song and I are so polite, Auntie. Don't worry, Uncle Tingyu is fine, he just fell down, please slow down and don't worry about me, I will carry Uncle Tingyu into the house."
Song Nanzhi said gratefully: "Thank you very much." At this moment, she had already walked to the door of the house holding on to the wall.
When Zhao Chengan walked to the door of the house, Song Nanzhi was still holding on to the wall and walking towards the door. However, Zhao Chengan did not dare to rush her. He stood at the door and said, "Uncle Ting Yu's leg is still bleeding. I'm afraid he needs to pad it first." Put a piece of cloth on the bed to avoid staining the bed.”
Song Nanzhi walked slowly to the door, "I'll use a cloth to cushion it." After entering the house, Song Nanzhi walked holding on to the table in the house.
Mo Ziyuan waited for Song Nanzhi for a long time and even before she returned to the kitchen, she ran out on short legs. When she came out, she was shocked, "Uncle Cheng'an, what happened to my grandfather?" At that time, I only heard voices outside, but I didn't hear clearly what was said.
Zhao Chengan stood at the door of the house with Mo Tingyu on his back, looked at Mo Ziwan and replied: "Your grandfather fell down on the mountain and hurt his leg."
Hearing that she had injured her leg, Mo Ziwan's fear when they first met a little lessened, "Thank you, Uncle Cheng'an, for sending my grandpa back." After saying that, she ran to Song Nanzhi and said, "Grandma, don't worry, grandpa just fell." I fell down and will get better soon." After Mo Ziyuan finished speaking, she ran into the house again and said as she walked: "I'll go make the bed for grandpa first!"
Zhao Chengan looked at Song Nanzhi crumbling, and then looked at Mo Ziyuan busy, and he couldn't help but worry about this family. This Mo family is also in trouble! A few years ago, the Mo brothers and their wives died one after another. After these few years, the Mo family finally recovered and breathed a sigh of relief. Now this happened again. If Uncle Mo's leg doesn't get better this time, Aunt Song and Wan Wan will be in trouble in the future. What a wonderful day!
Mo Ziwan seemed to be the head of the family at this time. After she comforted Song Nanzhi, she said to Zhao Chengan: "Uncle Chengan, please carry my grandfather to the back room."
Zhao Chengan originally wanted to see if Song Nanzhi had any plans, but it was obvious that she was sweating profusely and her face was drained of color. He was afraid that she would fall down immediately, so he also comforted him and said: "Auntie, you are not in good health either. Don't be too anxious. Well, if you fall down again, what will Uncle Mo and Wan Wan do?"
After comforting him, he continued, "Sit down and take a breath first. When I carry Uncle Ting Yu on the bed, it won't be too late for you to come over slowly."
Song Nanzhi had already reached her limit. Not only was she sweating profusely, she was dizzy, and her body was also very weak, but she did not dare to fall down. As Zhao Chengan said, if she fell down again, what would happen to this family? What should the old man and Wan Wan do?
