Husband and father in another world are responsible

Mrs. Du sat far away from Wang Liehu and didn't stop him from saying those words. At this time, she was a little embarrassed, but she couldn't say anything. After all, she just got married, and there were outsiders around, so it was hard to say what was wrong with her husband, so she told Ye Qinglan He nodded apologetically.

Ye Qinglan smiled and shook her head, expressing that she didn't mind.

Wang Liehu didn't notice the ambiguity in his words, and suddenly thought of something, and said to Du Shi: "By the way, let Ning girl study with Xiaoer at Dilang's place. Although my daughter's family doesn't need the imperial examination, you can recognize more. A word is always good, lest she be alone at home."

Before Mrs. Du could speak, Wang Ning'er suddenly said loudly: "I can read, my uncle taught me, my uncle is a scholar!"

Mrs. Du took Wang Ning'er into her arms, but said with a smile: "Will it be too troublesome? I heard from Xiaoer that my younger brother has just recovered from a serious illness and needs a lot of rest. Although my Ning'er is a girl, she is also a naughty one." Yes, it would be bad if I quarreled with my younger brother. Besides, Ning'er has never left me since I was a child, and I feel empty even if I don't look at her for a while, so..."

Although Du Shi didn't say it clearly, it can make people understand the meaning of rejection.

Just as Ye Qinglan was about to speak, she heard Ji Chunshan say: "Sister-in-law, I'm worrying too much. Qinglan is fine now, and is now teaching four children, so it doesn't hurt to have one more. But my sister-in-law is also very fond of her daughter. Children will always be afraid when they first arrive in a strange place, so it’s better to stay with their mother. Zuo Qinglan only teaches for an hour a day, and it’s the same when the second child learns and goes back to teach her younger sister.”

Although Ji Chunshan knew that Ye Qinglan liked to teach children to read and was happy to see it, but he didn't want too many people to make Ye Qinglan work too hard. Now that Mrs. Du is worried about her daughter leaving him to come to Ji's house, he will not force it.

Regarding the treatment of the stepdaughter, since the mother had already made a decision, although Wang Liehu felt a little pity, she would not say anything more.

After sitting for a while, the brothers and sisters of the Zhao family came, and when it was time for Ye Qinglan to teach the children, Wang Liehu and Du Shi took Wang Ning'er and left.

Ji Chunshan's wind and cold were not serious at all, and after taking two bowls of medicine, he recovered overnight, so he began to repair the house.First I went to the back mountain to cut a few loads of hay, then dug up a lot of loess, mixed it with water to make mud, and carefully smeared the leaking places such as roof walls, door frames and window frames.

The old window paper with dark yellow color and poor light transmission was not left at all. It was all torn off and cleaned up, and pasted with white and clean high-quality white window paper. , You have to light oil lamps in broad daylight.

He also went to the blacksmith shop to order a modern stove with holes in the bottom for ventilation, a pot on the top, and a chimney.This kind of stove is divided into several parts, so Ji Chunshan drew a blueprint with the dimensions clearly written on it, and gave it to the blacksmith to follow suit.

The blacksmith didn't understand what it was at first, but after Ji Chunshan explained it, his eyes lit up, and he told Ji Chunshan not only that he didn't charge a penny for the stove, but also gave Ji Chunshan 20 taels of silver, the only one The only requirement is to let their blacksmith shop sell this stove.

Naturally, Ji Chunshan would not disagree. This stove was not invented by himself. Besides, the structure is simple, and ordinary people can figure it out with just a few glances, so he didn't even think about using it to make money. Hi, I agreed naturally and readily.

He ordered two more woks and flat frying pans to be used with the stove, and the price was naturally much cheaper than the stove, so the blacksmith gave him another waiver.Afterwards, Ji Chunshan asked them where they bought the coal for burning iron, and what price it was. He wanted to see which one was more cost-effective compared with charcoal and firewood. Chunshan weighed a hundred catties, which made Ji Chunshan a little embarrassed.

Compared with other ironware, the stove is really a big thing, and it is a new thing. It needs to be cast in a new mold. Naturally, it cannot be completed overnight, and it will take a lot of time and effort.

By the time the finished stove, the matching chimneys and pots, and the one hundred catties of coal were brought home, it was already the end of September.

Throughout September, God was very kind to me. Not to mention the rain, there was not even a cloudy or cloudy day. It turned out that the whole month was sunny, and there were only a few days when there were a few small winds, and the temperature dropped a little. , It also speeds up the evaporation of water in the persimmon.

On the last day of September, Ji Chunshan just put the last batch of dried persimmons into the vat.On the evening of September [-]th, a drizzle of rain mixed with fine pieces of snow fell until dawn the next day, heralding the end of autumn and the arrival of winter.

Although it was the beginning of winter, the weather was damp and cold, and the temperature dropped sharply. There were two weaklings in the family who couldn't bear the cold. Ji Chunshan burned the stove vigorously, and the kang was also burned three times a day in the morning, afternoon and evening. It's really warm. After sitting in the room for a while, it becomes so hot that people sweat, and they can't even wear a jacket.

Because of the rain and snow, classes were suspended today, and the two children of the Zhao family didn't come. Wang Xiaoer was not afraid of the rain and snow, and wanted to come to play with Ji Ningxu, but was detained by his father at home to cultivate a relationship with his sister , so depressed.

It is rare for Ji's family to have free time, but the family of three is nestling on the kang, Ye Qinglan embraces Ji Ningxu, and listens to Ji Chunshan's eloquent talk about a monkey that jumped out of a stone and goes to heaven and earth, slaying demons and exorcising demons s story.

"...After seeing a flash of golden light, the stone monkey blinked, stretched out its arms and legs, and came back to life..."

"...Sun Wukong has learned 72 changes, a somersault cloud, is a hundred and eight thousand miles..."

"...Sun Wukong said several words 'receive', 'receive' and 'receive', and saw that the Dinghaishen needle shrank to the size of an embroidery needle in an instant..."

Children like this kind of stories about gods and demons with different aspirations and unconstrained ambitions. Children like it the most. Ji Ningxu's eyes widened when he heard it, his mouth opened, and he looked surprised. Although Ye Qinglan is an adult, he is not like Ji Ningxu. That kind of emotional expression shows that he is focused and serious, so you can tell that he likes it too.

Seeing that the two were listening intently, Ji Chunshan said three times in a row before he stopped talking dryly. Seeing that the two were still looking at him expectantly, Ji Chunshan hurriedly said: "Wait for me to drink a glass of water." , finish drinking and then continue." After finishing speaking, he poured a cup of tea and drank it all in one gulp.

Ye Qinglan came back to her senses, feeling a little embarrassed, seeing Ji Chunshan drinking water in a hurry, she couldn't help saying: "Drink slowly, be careful of choking."

Ji Chunshan put down his teacup and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll tell you later, the rest will be more interesting."

Ye Qinglan frowned, and said: "Your voice is a little hoarse, you should stop for a while, and talk about it later, don't spoil your throat just to tell a story." He poured another cup of tea and handed it to you. To Ji Chunshan, "Drink some more water to moisten your throat."

"Xu'er doesn't listen to the story anymore, dad drinks water." Ji Ningxu also said obediently and caringly.

"Okay." With the care of the two of them, although Ji Chunshan's throat was uncomfortable, his heart was warm.

"This story is very novel and special, what's its name?" Ye Qinglan asked again.

""Journey to the West" tells the story of Sun Wukong worshiping a monk as his teacher, sending him to the west to learn scriptures, and killing demons along the way." Ji Chunshan replied, seeing Ye Qinglan nodded, his heart moved, and said: " Haven't you heard of it?"

Ye Qinglan shook her head and said, "I've never heard of it."

"Really?!" Ji Chunshan was overjoyed, and said again, "Then do you think it is feasible to compile this story into a book and sell it?"

Ye Qinglan was taken aback, looked at Ji Chunshan, and asked, "You came up with this story yourself?"

Ji Chunshan smiled, shook his head and said, "I haven't even read a few books, how can I have this ability, it's..." He paused for a moment before saying, "I didn't write it."

As soon as his words fell, Ye Qinglan frowned, and asked a little seriously: "It's someone else's work, can I get someone else's permission to publish it and sell it?"

After a moment of silence, Ji Chunshan shook his head.

Ye Qinglan frowned even tighter, and said in a harsh tone: "Selling his works without getting permission from others is just taking it for yourself. How is it different from a thief?"

Ji Chunshan was stunned by the scolding.

Although this world has the same text and language as his previous life, but because of the appearance of Shuang'er and the prosperous dynasty he is in now, Ji Chunshan can know that this is definitely not the world of his previous life, so he will be confident. "Journey to the West", and even some other famous novels in the previous life were copied and sold for money, but Ye Qinglan did not expect Ye Qinglan's reaction to be so strong.

This is the 'generation gap' caused by the two people's different experiences.

Ji Chunshan comes from modern times. "Journey to the West" is an ancient novel. Modern people have published remakes and adaptations in various forms. They want to get permission from the original author and pay copyright fees, but they don't. Sun Wukong's ability to communicate with gods and ghosts, not to mention Ji Chunshan in another world, so he ignored this matter.

But Ye Qinglan didn't know about Ji Chunshan's origin, and as a scholar, he was taught by his father since he was a child, and he always upheld the way of a gentleman, so he couldn't do such a thing of stealing others' efforts for his own benefit.If it was the Ji Chunshan in the past, he would have looked at him coldly and would never have said a word, but the Ji Chunshan in his heart today is completely different, that's why he blurted out words of reprimand.

Seeing Ji Chunshan's embarrassed expression and being speechless for a while, Ye Qinglan suddenly felt that what she said just now seemed to be too much, and couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, and said again: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean you are a thief, I just..."

Ji Chunshan quickly came back to his senses, smiled reassuringly, and said, "It's okay, I understand what you mean."

Ye Qinglan's thoughts are not difficult to guess, Ji Chunshan figured it out quickly, and after Ye Qinglan scolded him, he also felt that he had taken some things for granted, so he said: "What you said makes sense, this matter is indeed not true. That's right, I didn't think it through carefully, so let's leave it at that."

Seeing that Ye Qinglan still lowered his head and did not speak, Ji Chunshan smiled helplessly, thought for a while, and said: "When I was young, I heard a lot of anecdotes, even some legends about ghosts and spirits. It’s also very interesting to think about.”

Ye Qinglan didn't understand why he suddenly mentioned this, so she looked up at him.

Ji Chunshan continued: "These stories are passed down by word of mouth. I think they can be compiled into a book. Your handwriting is better than mine, and your literary talent is definitely better than mine, so I will dictate it. You come to compile and write it into a document, okay?"

Ye Qinglan was already very disturbed and apologetic because of what she said to Ji Chunshan, but at this time Ji Chunshan made a request, and he naturally agreed to it.