After listening to the two things her godmother said, Mo Ziwan also felt that she should find someone to come to the house to help share the housework and work in the fields. There was a lot of work at home and in the workshop, so she should find someone to help. Not to mention the house. Not to mention the family of four who are coming to the house soon, even now there is no room for sleep at home.
Although the family has bought someone back a long time ago, no one in the family has ever treated her as a human being, but the four people who come next will definitely not be treated like Mo Li. Although she has no experience in training servants, she also knows Rules are rules, you can treat them kindly, but you must not go beyond the rules, otherwise it will definitely be difficult to manage in the future, and there will be slaves and bullies.
At this thought, I will soon become a wealthy lady!
From now on, I will also start a life of being a slave!
Murong Qingyuan even wanted to hire someone to come back and help him with things. Although he worked very hard to adapt to his current life, he still had a lot of discomfort! Resting at night is the first thing I don't get used to. Not to mention the fact that three people sleep in the same bed, it's extremely dishonest to sleep!
That night, Mo Tingyu asked Murong Qingyuan again, "Qingyuan, half an hour ago your Aunt Yu talked about building a house. When you came, we thought that when you were old, we would use the open space next to the house to build it for you. Two houses. But your Aunt Yu said that if you want to build it, build it bigger to avoid not having enough room for you in the future."
Murong Qingyuan looked at Mo Tingyu and waited for him to continue, "The open space next to our house is only enough to build two rooms. If we build a bigger house, we will have to stay farther away. Do you want to live with us again?" , or get up alone?"
I used to think about building two houses for him, but now that my family has a way to make a living, I can also use the money for his education. The money he earned from selling medicinal materials can also be used to build the house earlier. , he no longer has to squeeze in with the Lin Song brothers, and his living space is more relaxed.
More than fifty taels of silver is definitely not enough to build two rooms. Twenty or thirty taels can be used to build a house as big as my own.
So it depends on what he means!
Murong Qingyuan looked at Mo Tingyu, "Grandpa, you don't want me anymore?" After saying that, he looked lonely and sad.
"What are you talking about! You are getting older, and sooner or later you will have to live separately from us. In the past, your grandma and I thought about building two rooms for you in the open space next to our house. But now our family is better off. , it’s okay to find a spacious place to build a separate house, it’s better to be spacious, it will be more convenient to live in in the future.”
Murong Qingyuan has long been accustomed to the current life. What he said just now was partly a test, and partly to imitate Mo Ziwan's coquettishness.
"I don't want to be alone." Murong Qingyuan lowered his head and said.
Mo Tingyu saw that he was still a child after all, "Then let's live together."
Then he said, "That's right. You are still a little kid, and it is not suitable for you to live alone. I will go find someone to look at the land tomorrow to see how I want to repair it."
Mo Ziyuan also looked at her father and said proudly: "Grandpa, why don't we use the vegetable field in front of our house to build a house? Build a big house, build one for Qingyuan brother, and build another for the eldest brother. One room.".z.br>
Mo Tingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You think you're just having fun repairing the house, one for you and one for me!"
"But my eldest brother, my eldest brother, and my brother Qingyuan sleep together. It's too crowded!"
Mo Ziwan continued to look ignorant and said, "Besides, grandpa and grandma don't have anywhere to live when they come here. If we build a big house, grandpa and grandma can come and live in our house, and I can respect them."
Mo Tingyu didn't want to build a big house, but the good vegetable land was used to build the house. What should he do about growing vegetables? He was reluctant to use the good land to build a house.
Besides, building two rooms is enough to live in. "When the workshop distributes the money, your eldest uncle and second uncle will take your eldest brother and his brother back to school. By then, your Qingyuan brother will have a room by himself, and next to him If we build two more rooms, your grandpa and grandma will be able to live there when they come."
"But the people my godmother bought for us don't have a place to live?"
Murong Qingyuan also started to cheer, "Grandpa, does our family have no money? Why don't I stop studying? I can copy more books. I can go to the mountains to dig medicine and sell it. I will definitely make money."
A lot of money came back to build a big house for Sister Wanwan, and I bought some maids for Sister Wanwan to take care of her. "
When Mo Li heard that Murong Qingyuan didn't go to school anymore, he was busy expressing his position, "Brother Qingyuan and I went to dig up medicine and sell them."
In fact, Song Nanzhi and Mo Tingyu had the same thoughts, and they were reluctant to leave a good vegetable garden, but when they thought of what Yu Silian said, they said that there were more people in the family, the business of the workshop was getting better and better, and there would be more people coming and going in the family in the future. With many eyes and complex eyes, Wan Wan was just a girl, so she turned her head and said to Mo Tingyu: "A vegetable garden is not expensive, so just repair it."
After he settled down, he continued: "Xiu, just do what Wanwan said. Build a big house so that the kids can live in it conveniently. Even when Qingyuan grows up, they won't be afraid of not being able to live in it when they get married and have kids." She was thinking even more. is long term
Song Nanzhi's last words really touched Mo Ziwan's heart. She had wanted to say this for a long time, but at her age, it was a bit inappropriate to say it. But it is different now. It is always okay to make noises, "Brother Qingyuan We’re getting married!”
"Brother Qingyuan is getting married!"
"I built a new house for my brother Qingyuan!"
As Mo Ziwan clapped her hands and shouted, Murong Qingyuan's face quickly turned red. He was obviously talking about repairing the house, but why did it involve him, "Wanwan!"
Mo Ziyuan pretended not to hear and ran behind Mo Tingyu, "Grandpa, let's build a big house for brother Qingyuan."
Seeing Mo Ziwan hiding behind Mo Tingyu, Murong Qingyuan also looked for help. He looked at Song Nanzhi and shouted, "Grandma, look at Wanwan's nonsense."
Seeing that Murong Qingyuan was embarrassed by Mo Ziwan's shouting, Song Nanzhi also stopped him, "Wanwan, stop shouting, your brother Qingyuan is even embarrassed."
Mo Ziwan covered her mouth after Song Nanzhi spoke, but the corners of her mouth turned up, obviously still snickering.
After the house was settled, the family worked even harder, but fortunately Yu Silian hired someone to come back to help. With more people, the two families were not overwhelmed, but had more leisure.
Every day was busy and fulfilling, and Mo Ziyuan was so happy that she forgot about movable type printing as she watched the workshop earn more and more money.
On this day, the three of them were still waiting for Han Shuxian at the entrance of the college.
After returning home and having dinner at Mo's house, Han Shuxian asked Han Chunlin to call Mo Ziwan to the study.
Since entering the school, Han Shuxian only gave the three of them some tests and guidance when they were sleeping, and no longer gave them classes on weekdays.
Although she didn't know what was going on, she didn't think much about it, whether it was something or not. She only knew that her godfather would call her over because something was wrong.
After entering the study room, Mo Ziwan said "Godfather", Han Shuxian picked up what was on the table and gave it to her, "Open it and take a look."
I looked at the book that was handed over to me. It was "The Analects of Confucius". In the past few years since I came here, the book that I have read the most is "The Analects of Confucius". I not only read it over and over, but also copied it over and over again. I have it at home. The first pot of gold came from this book.
After flipping through the book, he could tell at a glance that this was the Analects of Confucius that he had copied, but the book in his hand was not copied by him. He looked at Han Shuxian without knowing why, "This is the Analects of Confucius that I copied before."
"Yes, but this is not a copy." Han Shuxian looked at Mo Ziwan with a smile on his face.
Not copied!
Printing, which Mo Ziwan had not thought of for a long time, suddenly popped up. She looked at Han Shuxian with bright eyes, "Was it printed on wax paper?"
Han Shuxian nodded.
Mo Ziwan was immediately excited when her guess was confirmed. At that time, she thought that she came up with this method to make money. Although her family already had a way to make money, who would think it was too much money? What's more, this represents the progress of printing technology, which is a huge progress. So when I looked back at the book in my hand, I looked at it more seriously and carefully.
The handwriting is clear and every page is clean!
Han Shuxian looked at Mo Ziwan's seriousness, and the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger.
After flipping through several pages, he looked up again and said, "Godfather, the printing is so good. Can you give this copy to me?"
"I brought it back and gave it to you
of. "
"Thank you godfather."
"Thank you! This is what I should have given to you." Han Shuxian put his big hand on Mo Ziyuan's head and gently rubbed the top of her head.
"How are you doing in the academy these days?" Han Shuxian asked.
Mo Ziwan looked at Han Shuxian and didn't see if there was any other meaning in his question. She smiled and replied, "Okay."
Han Shuxian sighed softly, "Don't be afraid. If anyone bullies you, just hit him back. Even if you can't beat him, you can bite him twice. Besides, your brothers Chunlin and Qingyuan are here, so you don't have to worry about anything."
Finally, he emphasized firmly: "Don't be afraid, even if something happens, your godfather will take care of you!"
When it comes to conflicts among children, it is not suitable for me to step in and teach them a lesson, but I am reluctant to let my goddaughter be wronged, so I can only teach her to fight back.
Mo Ziwan also knew that she couldn't hide it from him!
"I just think they are clowns!"
For a child, this could definitely be considered school bullying, but she was not a real child, and in the past few years of this life, she was already in her thirties.
How can a man in his thirties argue with a child? Of course it's impossible.
I just watched them quietly, as if they were looking at fools, when they shouted that women could not come to school, and said that it was virtue for a woman to have no talent, and finally sighed and continued reading her book!
These words are not the result that I can fight for. Even if my grandparents, godfather and godmother pamper me, and teachers take care of me, they can't reverse the discrimination against women in this era.
Although he was not angry, Murong Qingyuan and Han Chunlin were very angry. Immediately, there was a commotion in the classroom. If the teacher hadn't arrived in time, there would have been a fight.
After the first time, there will naturally be a second time. If he hadn't dragged Han Chunlin and Murong Qingyuan to let them watch the fool's performance with him, I'm afraid there would have been a fight every day in the classroom.
After listening to Han Shuxian's words, his godfather must have put a lot of effort into coming to the academy, so he didn't want him to worry about it anymore. But now it seems that even if he doesn't care about the brawling of these naughty children, his family will. Worry about yourself, no one wants their children to be bullied!
We have to think of a way to teach Feng Zhiyuan and the others a lesson.
Han Shuxian continued: "There will be a poetry competition in the college tomorrow. The judges participating in this competition are Feng Zhiyuan's grandfather. I will also go. You can participate with me tomorrow."
Mo Ziyuan thought he wanted her to gain more knowledge, so she nodded in agreement, and then asked, "Are Brother Chunlin and Brother Qingyuan also together?"
"They don't need to go." The students who will participate tomorrow are either those who have passed the boy student examination and stepped into the scholar's gate, or they are already scholars. The two of them are still far away from this and will not go for the time being. "
As for letting Mo Ziwan go, it was entirely because he knew Wanwan so well. Whether it was poems, songs, or the Four Books and Five Classics, she had a deep understanding of it. Even if it was the poems and articles she heard for the first time, she could tell something about herself. understanding, so this is also the reason why he wants to take her there.
The first time the two children punished Feng Zhiyuan in their own way. This time Wanwan didn't want to argue with them, but she couldn't watch her being wronged, so she went to Feng Zhiyuan's grandfather Feng Shengrong, but the old man said that women You shouldn't come to the academy, it will disgrace the reputation of the academy.
She was also the one who revealed Wan Wan's identity, otherwise how could his grandson, who was as stupid as an ox, know about it?
The unruly behavior of the young ones is the result of the shameless and incompetent teaching of the old ones. In this case, I don’t mind teaching the old ones how to behave! Let him take a good look at who is disgracing the reputation of the college?
"good!"
Mo Ziwan didn't know his godfather's plan, so she just agreed obediently.
