Mo Ziyuan successfully silenced Qiao Yulian with one sentence, "Sister Yulian, we are not eating fried shredded pork. It is cut into small pieces and cannot be sandwiched in toasted buns."
"Isn't there luncheon meat in the grilled buns?" Qiao Yulian looked at the luncheon meat on the chopping board.
"Wouldn't it be more delicious to add an extra piece of meat?" A layer of luncheon meat, a layer of vegetable leaves, and a layer of fresh pork chops. It would be great if there were tomatoes. Add a layer of tomatoes and it would be a proper pork chop burger, but That's okay now too.
"Your sister Wanwan is just a little glutton now, trying to get delicious food all day long." Song Nanzhi smiled fondly and Mo Ziwan followed Qiao Yulian like a little tail.
Qiao Yulian lowered her head and glanced at Mo Ziwan beside her legs, "Sister Wanwan is a glutton, and she is also a smart and cute little glutton."
Mo Ziyuan said very sadly, I worry so much about food, why not get on the road as soon as possible for the sake of our family's big business of making money. I remembered the account book I just looked at. I made eight hundred and fifty taels of silver last month. After excluding the initial cost of repairing the house and leaving some money for later operations, I could still get thirty or fifty taels of silver this time.
Putting aside the matter of dividing the money, by earning eight hundred taels of silver a month, the workshop can be considered to be on a good road.
Besides, although it can only be divided into thirty-fifty taels of silver now, this is not a small amount. A strong laborer only earns one tael of silver a month. These dozens of taels are his income for several years. Now my uncle can afford to send his eldest brother to school.
Mo Ziwan followed Qiao Yulian every step of the way, waiting for her to chop the meat with the back of her knife, and then said: "Sister Yumei, put the meat in a bowl and add an egg white and some red potato starch, as well as salt and pepper." You need to put some in, mix it thoroughly after you put it.”
The meat was chopped, so Qiao Yulian stopped asking what to do next. She took an egg as Mo Ziwan said, broke the egg white into a bowl, and then added salt and pepper.
After mixing the meat, Mo Ziwan looked at Mo Ziwan again, "What next?"
"Let Aunt Du cook first, and we'll fry the meat after the steamed buns are cooked." The rice is done, the meat is almost marinated, and then it's fried and ready to be eaten.
"Okay!" Qiao Yulian responded, thinking that the remaining light yellow should not be wasted, and said to Mo Ziyuan: "Crack another egg, and together with the leftover light yellow, I will steam an egg custard for you first, okay?" "
"No, I want to save my stomach for grilled buns." Mo Ziyuan shook her head, "Just put the leftover light yellow in the noodles."
Qiao Yulian responded: "Okay!"
At this time, Mrs. Du came into the room with the washed vegetables and looked at Mo Ziwan with a smile, "It's baked buns and pancakes again. Have you finished eating?"
"After eating, Grandpa and Uncle Joe are tired from farming. We need to eat more when we go home!"
Mo Ziwan kept saying good things about not needing money, which made Song Nanzhi and Du Shi laugh non-stop.
After Mrs. Du washed the vegetables and came into the kitchen, she started pancakes and stir-fry for dinner.
Mo Ziyuan did not wait in the kitchen, and returned to the front room to see Murong Qingyuan reading again, "Brother Qingyuan, why are you reading again!"
"Just wait and see if it's okay." Then he asked about going to Han's house, "Have you made an agreement with uncle?"
"It's agreed." Mo Ziyuan answered and continued in detail, "My godfather said that we did the right thing. We gave them jobs and made them money. They should be grateful to us. Now not only does Grandma Feng not She is grateful to us and feels that our workshop is her home. If she wants to go, she must be let in."
"My godfather said that you should never give face to such a person, otherwise he will bite his nose in the face in the future. However, Uncle Yougui and Aunt Chunxia did not make any mistakes, so he gave them an extra month's wages. From now on, they will You can also raise ducks and sell them to the workshop, which can be considered as compensation for not letting them come to work in the workshop."
Uncle Gui and Aunt Chunxia stopped working in the workshop. Murong Qingyuan thought about how she would start teaching the village children to read again tomorrow. What would Li Dagang do? Are you still going to let him come? So he asked, "Will Li Dagang be allowed to come to study at home tomorrow?"
The main reason why Li Yougui and Du Chunxia were fired was because Mrs. Feng was really unpleasant, and she probably had bad intentions when she went to the workshop, so they simply terminated the job.
It would save her the thought of wanting to go there again, and there would be less trouble in the future. It is estimated that Li Yougui and Du Chunxia missed such a good opportunity to make money, and they will inevitably complain and blame Mrs. Feng when they return. I lost all my son-in-law's work. I'm afraid she will have to think more if she messes around again in the future.
I have already vented my anger on Li Yougui and Du Chunxia, and it is even more inappropriate to vent my anger on Li Dagang. Moreover, Li Dagang has grown a lot while studying with me. He is no longer as impatient, bad-tempered and sensible as before. Quite a few. In addition, he does have some talent for reading and is relatively self-disciplined in his studies. He is a material for studying. Such students are the favorite type of teachers, so not only will she not express her anger, but she will be as serious as before. teach him.
"Come on! Brother Dagang didn't make any mistakes, and he studies harder than Brother Linzi and the others. Maybe he can come back as a scholar after studying for a few more years." Mo Ziwan looked at Murong Qingyuan and said. Seeing his frown, I smiled inwardly. Sure enough, a child is a child. No matter how smart he is, he is still only a child of about ten years old.
Li Dagang's grandmother scolded him today. He naturally didn't like his family, and it was reasonable to not want Li Dagang to come to the house. "Brother Qingyuan doesn't want brother Dagang to come home?" Mo Ziwan blinked and asked pretending to be ignorant.
Murong Qingyuan did not hide his displeasure at all, "His grandma is an overbearing and unreasonable person. Even if you teach Li Dagang to be polite, she will not be grateful to you. Instead, she will feel that you have alienated Li Dagang from her. "An unreasonable person will never feel that he is unreasonable, and he is always right. Others are the ones who are unreasonable and at fault. That’s why she doesn’t do anything serious all day long. She just opens her mouth to talk about things that are wrong with the East family and the West family. Mrs. Feng is such a person. People and things that are close to her are different. Neither liked it.
"Yes, Brother Dagang's grandmother is indeed an ignorant and vulgar person, but we can't offend everyone in his family because of her. You see, Brother Dagang not only corrected his previous bad habits under our guidance, but also You have become more interested in learning than Brother Linzi and the others. Brother Qingyuan, don’t you think this is a sense of accomplishment?”
Kids, this is the fun of being a teacher.
Then he analyzed: "It doesn't matter if brother Qingyuan doesn't like Grandma Feng. I don't like people like her either, but don't hold any prejudice against brother Dagang, uncle Yougui, and aunt Chunxia. They have done nothing wrong. What, they may have a lot of helplessness towards Grandma Feng, but they have no choice. No matter how unreasonable Grandma Feng is, she is still the mother of your uncle, the grandma of brother Dagang, and what kind of parents and relatives she has are all things we cannot freely decide!"
Murong Qingyuan silently recited Mo Ziwan's last words in his heart, "We are not free to decide what kind of parents and relatives we will have." Suddenly, he suddenly felt enlightened.
Li Dagang is just like himself. He has an ignorant and vulgar grandmother, and he has a father who is blinded by lard.
After thinking about it, Murong Qingyuan readily agreed to Mo Ziwan's request, "Okay, Li Dagang is Li Dagang, I shouldn't have any prejudice against him." But then the conversation changed, "But that grandma of his will talk about me again in the future. I will still not be polite if he speaks ill of someone. If he scolds you again, I will smash his mouth." Murong Qingyuan finished the rest of his words with a venomous tone.
Unknowingly, Murong Qingyuan showed emotions that he had never felt before.
Even he himself had never noticed that the sharp edge that he had carefully hidden before was revealed at this time.
Well!
Since Murong Qingyuan came to the family, he was cautious at first, but later he became integrated with the family.
He cares about everyone in the family. He also works hard to earn money and study hard. He looks like a little adult. These behaviors made her forget the scene when they met. Looking at the anger in his eyes, Only then did he recall that the young man in front of him was a good fighter in the past.
It's okay to fight between children, but it's even more inappropriate to hit an elder or do something humiliating like a slap. "Brother Qingyuan doesn't like Grandma Feng. Just walk around when we meet in the future. There's no need to talk to her." General knowledge." Mo Ziyuan planned to calm his emotions first, and then slowly tell him that it was wrong to hit someone.
"Why should I take a detour? She should leave her alone." Murong Qingyuan said reluctantly. He was right, so why should he take a detour?
"She shouldn't have come to the workshop to make trouble, and she shouldn't have scolded you, but you struck first, and even if you were reasonable, you became unreasonable! There are many ways to teach someone a lesson, but even if you want to hit someone, you have to have a suitable reason. As long as the reason is sufficient, even hitting someone can make the other party unreasonable. But if you don't have a sufficient reason like today and strike first again, even if you are justified, it becomes unreasonable."
Murong Qingyuan understood quickly and nodded immediately, "I understand, just like how I dealt with Feng Zhiyuan in the academy."
Speaking of Feng Zhiyuan, Murong Qingyuan was angry again, "You just think too much. If you had known, you would have beaten Feng Zhiyuan severely. It's a pity that there will be no chance in the future, but he will not have a good life in the future."
Mo Ziwan felt like she had said the wrong thing. She was too smart and difficult to teach! The ideas are too active and can draw inferences from one instance to other cases.
"Brother Qingyuan can't just hit people anyway!" Mo Ziyuan acted coquettishly and cutely in a speechless manner, but in fact, she thought in her heart that she would keep an eye on him more in the future.
After talking to Murong Qingyuan for a while, he warned again: "Brother Qingyuan, you can't just focus on your own reading. Look at your eldest brother, Sister Mo Li, and Gu Gu. If you continue to play, I guess you can learn all the things you learned before. Give it back to us."
After a few days of not studying, the two children's minds wandered again.
Murong Qingyuan frowned again after Mo Ziwan finished speaking. What a waste of time! He stood up and walked out unhappily.
"How long do you two and Gu Yu want to play? Is there nothing else to do?" Murong Qingyuan walked out of the room and asked the three of them repeatedly.
Li Linsong was stunned by his voice, but he reacted quickly and knew that his lack of thinking must be because he was just being patronizing, "Didn't we write and read before?"
Mo Li walked towards the kitchen without saying anything, "I'm going to light the fire and cook."
When Song Nanzhi was ill, she helped Qiao Yulian cook in the kitchen and did housework with Qiao Yulian. Song Nanzhi was feeling better today, and she couldn't get used to being idle, so she went to the kitchen to help with some light tasks, while Mo Li just went to play.
Mo Li ran fast, but still couldn't run faster than Murong Qingyuan's voice said, "Grandma, Aunt Du and Sister Yulian are all busy in the kitchen. What are you doing in the kitchen?"
