No matter if you are a human or an immortal, you can still farm for me after traveling through time!

"Do you understand what I just said?" Ji Qingyue did not explain the whole article, only what the little boy memorized yesterday.

Shangdaren is the honorific title given to Saint Kong. Saint Kong's surname was Kong and his first name was Qiu. He was the second in the family. He was born in the year of Ji. He taught 3,000 students, 72 of whom were the most knowledgeable.

The child replied respectfully: "Sir, I understand."

Ji Qingyue was not misleading the children, it was just that the passage the child memorized was too simple for him. He could answer it. If it was something profound, he didn't dare to pretend to understand.

"Okay, little boy can be taught!"

The child was very proud: "Thank you for the praise, immortal!"

The more Ji Qing wanted to quickly confirm his guess, he continued: "You are so diligent and smart at a young age, how about I reward you?"

"Reward? The immortal wants to reward me?"

The child was so stupid and bold that he dared to take things from strangers. The more Ji Qing felt that if there was a chance in the future, he must let the child experience the dangers of society.

But now, he would say calmly: "Stretch out your hand and put it in front of the painting."

The child was very excited and stretched out his hand: "What does the immortal want to reward me?"

Ji Qingyue took out a candy and opened the package. Inside was a round mint whistle candy. He muttered nervously: I hope my guess is right! Let me live!

Then he took a deep breath and made a fist with his hand to hit the barrier. Surprisingly, there was no obstruction this time. The fist seemed to disappear out of thin air and penetrated the barrier! Then Ji Qingyue felt a rebound force and shook his hand back.

He opened his hand and saw that the candy in his hand was gone.

The child's surprised voice came: "Sage, what is this?"

Ji Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief: "This is sugar, you can taste it to see if it's sweet."

The child was slightly puzzled: "Is this glutinous rice? I want to try it with my brothers!"

These words moved Ji Qing more and more. The chewing gum was only as big as a fingernail. A child could still think of his brothers when faced with temptation. This family taught him well.

But Ji Qingyue couldn't take any risks: "How about you make a three-part agreement with me."

Child: "What are the three chapters of the agreement?"

"You promise me that you will never reveal my existence to others."

"Can't you do the same, brother?"

"No." In fact, Ji Qingyue was also betting. If he lost, he would have to find another way.

The child pondered for a moment: "My father and brothers both said that a person must be upright, kind, and trustworthy. I should be grateful to the immortal for teaching me about justice. Today, the immortal has entrusted me with it, and I will definitely abide by it."

Ji Qingyue once again expressed emotion that this family is really good at educating children. If given the opportunity, he will repay this family well.

"it is good."

"Then...immortal, can I still divide my brother and sister?"

Ji Qingyue didn't know how many people there were in the child's home. Judging from the many different noises he could hear coming from outside, he was afraid that there were many people in the child's home. He could only tell the truth: "I'm afraid one piece of candy can't reach so many people."

The child was a little frustrated: "Then... I will keep it and wait for the immortal to reward it later, and then distribute it to my brother."

Ji Qingyue couldn't help but laugh or cry, but it couldn't be said that he only had one candy left.

It seemed that the time was almost up, it was time for him to put forward his final purpose. "Since I taught you, how can I not know your name?"

"Ah, it's my fault. I forgot to tell the immortal." The child was annoyed at his rudeness: "My surname is Li, my name is long and noble, and I am from the fourth generation of my family."

"Then I will be like your brother and call you Shiro, okay?"

The child was very excited: "Okay, okay!" The next moment, he seemed to realize that his dancing was too reckless, and pretended to be serious: "The immortal calls me Shiro. I don't know how to call the immortal?"

Ji Qingyue felt ashamed, but still couldn't take the risk. He could only make up an excuse casually: "I have been sleeping for a thousand years. I woke up today and have forgotten a lot. Just call me 'forget'."

Ahem, Ji Qingyue blushed as he wrote this.

"Forgot the Immortal?" Li Silang always imitated adults in speaking, but suddenly he didn't react when he heard this, and muttered childishly: "How come he is almost the same as the monk on Baiqing Mountain?" After saying this, he realized that he had revealed his secret. He hurriedly explained: "Forget about the immortal, I understand."

Ji Qingyue couldn't help but laugh.

"Then Shiro, can you answer my question again?"

"Can you have two steamed buns with me?"

Li Silang tilted his head: "Steamed buns? The immortal is talking about yeast bread?"

Ji Qingyue didn't know what leavened bread was, but since he could relate it, it should be something similar to steamed buns. "right."

"My grandma hasn't made yeast cakes these past few days, she only made some hu biscuits. Immortal, how are the hu biscuits?"

Ji Qingyue was so hungry that he refused to accept anyone who came: "Okay. Cough, yes."

At this time, a clear girl's voice sounded outside: "Shiro, who are you talking to?"

Ji Qingyue quickly fell silent.

Li Silang also spoke hurriedly, shaking his head to cover up: "A seventy-year-old scholar, you are a young man, a ninety-year-old son, good work and beautiful work, but you know the etiquette. Second sister, are my father and brother back?"

The girl stood at the door: "You haven't come back yet. Who were you talking to just now?"

Li Silang felt guilty and stammered nervously: "No, no... I was just thinking about the meaning of the words my brother asked me to memorize, so I started talking to myself."

The girl was a little suspicious, but after taking a look at the room, she saw that there was no other person in the small room, so she put away her suspicion. "My father and my brothers have gone to pay for the food. They will come back after paying it to the second brother. If you can't recite it, I'm afraid I'll slap you in the palm of your hand."

"I know, second sister."

The girl still remembered the purpose of coming here: "My mother asked you to come over. The new clothes are ready. Go and try to see if they fit."

Li Silang sweetly agreed: "Okay."

The room suddenly became empty, and Ji Qing waited and waited until vague voices could be heard outside, but no one came in. He waited until it was quiet outside, it was dark, and everyone in the Li family should be asleep.

Ji Qing was so hungry that he felt dizzy and sighed.

At this time, rustling sounds approached quietly, and even the sound of opening the door was cautious.

Ji Qingyue felt a burst of expectation in his heart.

"Immortal—" Li Silang lowered his voice and shouted against the painting in a low voice: "Immortal, are you there?"

Ji Qingyue responded softly like a thief: "I'm-"

"I quietly took two Hu cakes and a small basket of dates. How can I hand them over to the immortal?"

Ji Qingyue stood on the bridge: "You put it in front of the painting, and I can take it away." Then Ji Qingyue stretched out his hand into the barrier, and sure enough, there were two more things in his hand. There was no light, so he couldn't see clearly for the time being. He could only Thanks in advance: "Thank you, Shiro."

"No thanks, I'm going back to sleep."

After Li Silang returned quietly, Ji Qingyue returned to the thatched cottage holding the things and lighting them with his mobile phone. He couldn't help but feel excited and his eyes suddenly turned red.

It's a big piece of Hu cake, and the portion is very generous, and there's also a small basket of dates.

Although he was very hungry, Ji Qingyue had to allocate the amount he consumed each time.

He drank the stream water from the thermos cup, tore open the biscuits bit by bit, put them in his mouth and chewed them.

The browned pancakes were baked, and the dough had a salty taste. The pancakes were sprinkled with a layer of sesame seeds. They didn't taste bland when they were eaten. Just because they were wet, he actually felt like he was eating delicious food.

Moving.

The moon slowly rose in the sky, and the stars were brighter than in the original world. Ji Qing stopped after eating until he felt a little full. He sat for a while and waited for the food to reach his stomach before lying down and resting his head on his hands.

Usually at this time, the nightlife had just begun, and of course he couldn't sleep now, but it was different after eating. He was finally in the mood to appreciate the beautiful night sky, and after a little planning.

Li Silang on the other side sneaked back into the room. As soon as he climbed onto the kang, his brother asked: "You have been in the toilet for so long? Is your stomach uncomfortable?"

Li Silang was panicking, thinking that his brother wouldn't be able to see him under the cover of night, so he pretended to be calm and replied: "I ate too much for dinner."

After his younger brother climbed up, Li Erlang took his younger brother in his arms and said, "It's autumn. You need to put on more clothes when you go out. It will be uncomfortable if there is a cold wind."

Li Silang hugged his brother and said coquettishly: "Brother, I know, brother should also be careful not to get cold."

Li Erlang touched his brother's head and yawned: "Go to sleep."

Ji Qingyue in the painting rarely had a peaceful sleep. The sky was slightly brighter, and a sharp scream came, suddenly waking him up from his sweet dream.

I heard a woman yelling angrily from afar: "Why is the pancake missing?"

Although the distance was not close, the voice was still very clear, which showed how angry the woman was.

Then there was a chaos in the yard, everyone woke up, and chaotic voices came through the door: "Mom, what's the matter? What happened?"

Woman: "Da Lang, it seems that there has been a thief at home!"

An old voice asked hurriedly: "What was lost? Do you want to find someone to report to the official?"

Woman: "Mom, I didn't throw anything valuable, just two pancakes and a small basket of dates."

Everyone didn't expect these to be thrown away, and they were stunned and speechless.

The woman's husband didn't respond and stammered: "Two, two pieces of cake? A small basket of dates?"

The woman said angrily: "Yes! Who would enter our house and steal these things?"

The family didn't know what to say for a moment. The things they lost were neither much nor valuable, but they still felt distressed. If they were to suffer this a few more times, even though they wouldn't steal much each time, they would always add up.

Food is never too much.

"Mr. Lang, what do you think we should do?" The woman had no choice but to let her husband make the decision.

The husband immediately checked the courtyard wall. There was no sign of intrusion. Finally, he looked at the family members filling the courtyard. An old father and mother, first wife, eldest son and daughter-in-law, second son and second girl, finally looked at the younger son with twinkling eyes.

The man understood, and he asked sharply: "Changgui."

Li Silang stood up straight tremblingly: "Dad..."

"Although you have not been formally enlightened, I often warn you brothers and sisters. Do good and be filial, do not do evil things, do not cheat, be honest and sincere, and do not deceive." The man had a serious face, and Li Changgui was frightened. He was trembling, lowering his head and not daring to look into his father's eyes. "Changgui, raise your head, don't lower your head."

"Yes." Li Changgui slowly raised his head, tears already covering half of his face.

"Read it out loud!"

Li Changgui did not dare to cry loudly and sobbed: "Be kind and kind, and do filial piety. Don't do greedy or evil things. Don't do deceit. Be honest and sincere. Don't be deceitful."

"Do you have anything to tell your mother-in-law?"

"I..." Li Silang looked at his father and mother, feeling scared and confused.

Seeing that his youngest son still didn't want to acknowledge him, the man couldn't hold back his temper any longer and said, "Do you have anything to say?"

Li Silang trembled: "I... I took it!"

"Can you eat two biscuits?" The man looked at his short, round little son. Although he was not fat, he did not eat less than those who were not full.

The younger son was only five years old, so he had such a big piece of cake, not to mention that his wife made it very well. The younger son usually managed to eat half of the cake by holding on to it, but if he took away two of them this time, he must be hiding something from them.

Li Silang was so anxious that he cried again: "I..." He swallowed the words again and could only cry to cover up his grievances.

The man was really angry and picked up the broom in the corner: "You still don't admit your mistake? Who did you give the cake to?"

The broom was raised high.

"Ah - Dad, don't hit me! Don't hit me!"

He didn't even recognize a single typo. He was so angry that he slapped his youngest son on the buttocks, regardless of the obstruction of his wife and mother.

After being slapped, Li Silang burst into a high-pitched voice, crying so hard that he didn't dare to run away: "Dad, don't hit me! Stop hitting me!"

The woman felt distressed and pulled her husband: "Langjun, Silang, he knows he is wrong, please be gentler!"

Two old men were also advising: "You are a great talent! Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

Suddenly the yard was filled with chickens and dogs, ghosts crying and wolves howling.

The more Ji Qing heard it clearly, the more anxious he became. He stood on the bridge and wandered around, feeling guilty, but he understood that it would not help.

After a while, the sound in the yard calmed down. Listening to the sound, it seemed that the broom was about to be broken before Shiro's father stopped.

In the yard, Li Dalang returned to the room with his younger brother who almost burst into tears. Except for his father who took action, everyone else gathered around the kang to check Li Silang's injuries.

The mother-in-law of the Li family took off her youngest son's pants and took a look. She was so distressed that she burst into tears and said angrily: "If you admit your mistake, your father will naturally stop. Why are you so stubborn! You, you are the one sent by God to punish me." of!"

Li Silang covered his buttocks and coquettishly said: "Aniang..."

"You are about to become enlightened. Let your eldest and second brothers apply the medicine! I know it! Even if you hurt yourself to death, you still don't feel sorry for me! You are all so stubborn!" said the Li family's mother and walked out of the room sullenly. .

Li Silang looked at the woman next to his eldest brother again: "Sister-in-law..."

The eldest daughter-in-law couldn't help laughing: "You are still so energetic, let your eldest and second brothers take care of you. Grandma, let's go see grandma, don't let her be sulky all alone."

The grandma of the Li family looked at her grandson, shook her head and pulled the old man over. Now, only Li Dalang and Li Erlang were left in the room.

Li Erlang went to close the door. When he came back, he saw that his eldest brother had rubbed ointment on his hand and applied it to his younger brother's buttocks.

My poor butt is so swollen.