After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

Life in Shuiqing's family went on as usual.

It's just that now that there are no more trivial chores, I have a lot of free time, and I can't stay idle all the time.

That would be such a waste of time.

So Fan's School was opened again.

A big reason why Bai Manshan can safely leave Bai Ziqian in Shanshui Village is that Bai Ziqian is not only happy to work here, but also learns some knowledge.

14-year-old Bai Ziqian can already tell if he is good at studying.

If he was really good at studying, Bai Manshan would have spent a huge amount of money to pave the way for him to take the imperial examination.

Unfortunately he is not.

Therefore, Bai Manshan did not have high academic requirements for him. As long as he had some knowledge, it would be enough for him to go out.

Don't speak and treat others in an empty and connotative manner.

Li Huyu had previously thought of teaching his son martial arts, but his son was very active, but he was not the type to learn martial arts.

Bai Ziqian, who was neither good at literature nor martial arts, was lucky to have a business acumen. He was also lucky to be an only son, so his life was easy.

It was so good that even Shui Qing felt that his life was good.

Sometimes I have to say, Bai Ziqian, it’s great to be born in a fetus!

In Fan's school, Bai Ziqian, Yan Qiuxinghui, Jiang Hehu and Fan Zhaodi were sitting at attention.

Ling Ran was not on the same level as them in terms of age and knowledge, so he was naturally not among them.

Fan Jin was gentle and elegant in his dealings with others, but he was unambiguous in his teaching and educating people.

Children may be ignorant or stupid, but their learning attitude must be correct and they must take the initiative to learn!

Regardless of men and women, he treats them equally.

Bai Ziqian and Fan Jiang were mixed in, which was the most painful.

The former doesn't like it, the latter doesn't.

The two suffering brothers had sad faces, and would rather go up the mountain to chop firewood as they did the other day.

Fan Zhaodi was thirsty for knowledge.

The hand flipping through the book trembled slightly with excitement.

She had never touched paper with writing on it, and every word on it was so beautiful.

Fan Jin was very satisfied, "Brother Zhao, you should recognize the simplest words first, and don't read the complicated ones."

Reading complex characters at first glance can easily undermine your confidence and make you afraid of literacy.

Fan Zhaodi nodded heavily.

My brother-in-law is so kind, even if she can only stay at his house for a few days, he doesn't treat her differently.

In fact, they can be treated differently.

After all, she only studied for a few days, and she would never have the opportunity to touch books and pens again. Teaching her would only waste her uncle's time.

Xinghui raised his head and looked at his father, "Dad, please give your little sister a name too!"

My little sister doesn't like her name.

Girls probably won’t like this name!

Fan Jin pursed his lips. There was unbearability and hesitation in his dark eyes, which finally turned into a sentence: "Wait a little longer, daddy will take it when the time is right."

Star recalls asking what is the right time?

He was interrupted by Fan Zhaodi, "Second sister, it's okay to wait a moment."

It’s okay to wait until you get it.

She is different from the eldest and second sisters. If her parents know about it, they might start talking about her again, or even say unpleasant things.

My brother-in-law should have refused, but it’s good that he didn’t say no.

Fan Jin straightened his slightly curved back and didn't say much after all.

A girl who is already able to work and will be able to collect betrothal gifts in a few years will not be liked by her eldest brother and sister-in-law, but they will think highly of her.

The life of the eldest brother's family is in a mess, and it is impossible to let go of people and things related to money.

After this flood... there may be a turn for the better...

The sound of reading loudly came from the makeshift school in the main room.

The kitchen was steaming and full of fireworks.

Butcher Hu was chopping the mutton bones, Hu Wenhua was cutting the mutton, and Ling Ran was choosing vegetables.

Hu Mu and Shui Qing are preparing meals.

The pigs are too big, weighing several hundred kilograms each. If you kill one, you won’t be able to eat it all in a short time, and you’re afraid it will stink and be wasted.

Chickens can lay eggs, so it’s not a loss to keep them.

As long as the weight reaches the sheep and rabbits, they will be eaten first and can save some fodder.

I killed a sheep today, which weighed about eighty or ninety kilograms. The bones were about twenty kilograms, the internal organs were more than ten kilograms, and the meat after deducting the skin was about forty kilograms.

Dad was responsible for killing, and Wenhua washed the haggis early. Fan Jin also brought the vegetables back from the vegetable belt after feeding fodder and picking eggs in the morning. She and her mother were responsible for cooking.

First braise the lamb bones and add the radish to stew.

Lamb offal stew soup, with chopped green onion and coriander added, is fragrant for those who love mutton.

The mutton is eaten in two days. Today there are mutton bones and haggis, only a small part of which is used, and the rest is soaked in spring water so that it will not taste bad if you eat it tomorrow.

The little half left was more than ten kilograms of mutton!

At noon, I stewed it all in a big iron pot, simmered slowly over low heat until the flavor was absorbed, and saved it for the evening meal.

There were many people, so naturally there were some who didn't like mutton, so Shuiqing cooked a few other dishes. Those who liked mutton ate more mutton, and those who didn't like mutton also had food for them.

The rain continued outside, and everyone in the house was busy with their own business, so it was easy to pass the time.

In the evening, Li Wen returned home covered in mud.

He did not enter the house, but took off his raincoat that had already been wet under the eaves.

He took the warm handkerchief and wiped his face, finally feeling that his face was no longer dull.

"Come on, boss, drink the ginger soup while it's hot!" Wang Guifen, holding a large stoneware bowl, strode over and urged.

Li Wen served the ginger soup and took a sip to test the temperature. He found that it was hot but not hot, so he drank it in one gulp.

After exhaling, he saw his father coming out and said, "Dad, there is no sign of the rain letting up at all. I took a look before I came back and the river was almost flooded to the entrance of the village!"

It has flooded to the entrance of the village in the past, but that was after five or six days of rain, and now this is only the first day.

What happened next?

Li Wu turned around and asked, "Dad, why don't you pile up sandbags to block us?"

Li Qiang shook his head in denial: "There is a lot of mud, but where are there so many sacks?"

Hemp is not easy to come by, and sacks made into them are an important item in the home. Even if people in the village are willing to use them to prevent floods, there must be so many of them.

He continued: "The back is not enough. If the flood comes up, wouldn't it be more dangerous?"

Li Wen and Li Wu looked solemn.

There is a big difference between a flood that rises step by step and a flood that surges over.

"I'm afraid the place where only Fan's family is the safest is in the back, but there are more than 400 people in our village, old and young, and we can't all stay there." Li Wen said solemnly.

Li Wu then said: "If people can leave, what will happen to their houses, belongings, livestock, and food?

Throw it all away, we won’t be able to survive even if the flood recedes! "

The old village chief's hand tightened on his crutch.

He told his second son: "Go to the boy's house and ask if there are any sacks.

I made it clear to them that we are borrowing it from the village. When the flood subsides, we will plant a lot of hemp and make sacks before returning it, but I guess it will not be until next year at the earliest. "

I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time this year, so I have to make it clear to them.

Li Wen remembered what everyone had said while digging the ditch, and hurriedly grabbed Li Wu and said to his father: "Dad, I got wet anyway, I'll go over and ask;

Also, I thought that Fan Jin was a scholar after all, so I asked him if he should use sandbags to block it. Maybe it was mentioned in the book? "

The old village chief nodded solemnly.

Maybe Jin Xiaozi really knows.