A village chief who does not want to be a village chief is not a good villager

Jian Ping sent Tian Wen all the way to the door of the house, but the house that originally belonged to Tian Er's family now belongs to everyone in Tian.

Back then, Tian Er's family was rich, so the house they built was naturally good.Yishui'er's green brick and large tiled houses are considered magnificent in the entire Jian's Village.

Fortunately, even if Tian Er separated from his family back then, he didn't take care of the family members at all.So even though his house is a big tile house with blue bricks, he also built the same house for Tian Da next door.

The three fathers and the old couple of the Tian family who were supposed to live with the eldest son lived with the youngest son.So on the younger son's side, Tian Er also helped build the same big tiled house made of green bricks.

When Tian Er was there, which of the three Tian brothers had a bad life.

And this is why the villagers reacted so badly when they saw Tian Qian's family wanting to spoil the children of Tian Er's family so badly.

People can have little conscience, but they can't have no conscience to that extent.

Mr. Tian is next door to Mr. Tian's house. Since the two children were nominally raised by Mr. Tian, ​​a door was opened between the two houses.

Everyone in Tian has two sons, two daughters and four children, which is almost enough to live in their own house.Therefore, most of Tian'er's house is now directly used by Tian's family as a utility room.

Fortunately, there are enough houses, so Tian Wen and Tian Wu finally didn't need to live in a firewood house.

However, in order to look good on the bright side, Master Tian directly sealed the gate of Tian Er's house, and everyone who came in and out had to enter and exit through Master Tian's gate.

When Jian Ping brought Tian Wen over, Tian Qian happened to be sitting at the door.Just by looking at her figure, Tian Qian can tell at a glance that her family is living a good life.In Jian's village, where the average person is "thin" type, Tian Qian's body is as tall as a man and a half.With a stout body, he was wearing clothes made of good materials, although not exactly silk and satin.

There is also a one-finger-wide silver bracelet on the wrist, and a pair of gold-plated hairpins with hollow patterns on the head.But anyone with eyes can tell how unsuitable the hairpin is for this old woman.And as long as it is a person from Jian's Village, it is not difficult to know after a little thought that this hairpin should be a relic of Tian Er's family.

Only a rascal like Tian Qian would wear other people's relics on his head so openly.

It's a pity that Tian's second sister-in-law back then was gentle, elegant, beautiful, and intelligent, so it was nice to wear such things.And Master Tian's, successfully made people understand what it means to have a flower inserted on...

In addition, at that time, the small eyeballs that shone brightly and viciously from time to time, and the cheeks that could shake twice when they moved.Combined with the drooping corner of the mouth, it doesn't look like a friendly person to get along with.

"Die, you slacker, you don't want to work when you don't see anyone early in the morning, don't you..."

Naturally, Tian Qian knew what Tian Wen was doing. After all, Tian Wen's going to the town was a long-distance event.But in the past, in order not to delay the work, it was always necessary to go back and forth before dawn.

But this time, Tian Wen came back an hour late, which made Tian Qian very angry.

So when he saw someone, he got up without saying a word, and hit Tian Wen's face with the sole of his shoe.

Jian Ping abruptly pulled the man behind him, and Tian Qian was able to escape and almost fell down. "Which bastard..."

When Tian Qian's curse that was about to come out, when she looked up and saw Jian Ping's gaze, she was choked in her throat in fright.

"Aunt Tian, ​​who are you scolding?"

Jian Ping's voice was extremely calm, even with a little tenderness.But that kind of gaze, like looking at a dead person, made Tian Qianshi shudder directly.

"I, I..." Tian Qian was so frightened that he couldn't say a word.

When Jian Ping turned his head to look at Tian Wen, and his gaze was finally out of her body, it seemed as if he had come to life.The fresh air was inhaled into the body again, which finally brought Tian Qian back to his senses.

But as soon as he came back to his senses, Tian Qian was instantly dominated by the feeling of anger turning from embarrassment.Looking at the person who turned his back to him, the hand holding the upper of the shoe trembled slightly because of too much force.

Gritting his teeth tightly, both cheeks began to tremble.

And those small eyes, which were originally sinister, are now even more fierce and frightening.

"Hey, you're looking for death..."

Tian Qian's hand holding the shoe upper raised again, because he became angry from embarrassment, this time even Jian Ping wanted to hit him.

Jian Ping turned his head sharply, his gaze shot directly at Tian Qian's like a real thunderbolt.Blocking Tian Wen behind him, he took a step forward and leaned against Tian Qian's ear who was frightened again.

"In the future, if there is one more scar on Tian Wen's body, I will leave two scars on your son. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

After Jian Ping finished speaking, he retreated and patted Tian Wen's head. "Aunt Tian, ​​then I'll go back first."

Jian Ping pushed Tian Wen forward, and Tian Wen, who was so scared that he was about to shake like a sieve, was pushed into the house by himself, while Tian Qian, who was standing at the door, just didn't move.

Tian Wen looked at Tian Qian's in horror, and waited for a while, but he still didn't wait for the other party's next move, so after looking at Jian Ping suspiciously, he really went in.

The voice Jian Ping spoke to Tian Qian just now was so low that only Tian Qian could hear it.So Tian Wen didn't know what happened at all, but he really saw that Tian Qian's raised hand didn't come down.

Just watching Tian Qian's gesture of raising his hand can make Tian Wen tremble with fright.And today, it was the only time in the past few years that Tian Qian raised his hand and didn't hit him.

Tian Wen entered the door in horror, Jian Ping ignored Tian Qian's existence and walked straight in front of her.

Tian Qianshi looked at Jian Ping's back in horror, fear, anger, and all kinds of emotions gathered on that fat face. For a moment, it was really distorted and ugly.

After returning from Tian Wen's side, Jian Ping devoted himself to his work.

The production of bamboo shoots can make a little money, but if you want to use this to make a lot of money, I'm afraid there is no hope for the time being.After all, the value of the chili has invisibly increased the cost a lot.

Although the raw water can be used repeatedly, it can only be used two or three times at most, so the cost still cannot go down.

With a simple method, to study some food may really be able to embark on the road to wealth.But this point is too time-consuming for Jian Ping, so the future planned by Jian Ping will basically not follow this path.

Moreover, as a scholar, farmer, businessman, and businessman, Jian Ping did not want to follow the path of a businessman under forced circumstances.

But at this stage, it is still possible to earn some ink money.

All the wheat in the field has been harvested. In the past two days, the men of the family have gone to dig the fields, and the women have been busy at home.

Washing and cooking, drying wheat, the work at home is no less than that in the field.

When Jian Ping came back, the man in the family had already gone to the field.Of course, except him.

Shuanzi and Ergouzi don't count.

There are two Jane Zhang and Jane Yang, one is doing laundry and the other is cleaning the kitchen.The yard of Jane's house is quite spacious, and now there are several mats spread out on it, and on the mats, slightly treated ears of wheat are poured down.There are no harvesters in this era, and it is impossible to separate the ears of wheat from the grains when they are retrieved from the field.So this matter is also a very troublesome follow-up work.

The clothes of the second child and the third child are separated, but the two sisters-in-law are also responsible for the clothes of all the children in the family.

As for Jian Ping and Jian Dazhu's clothes, Yang Shuxian was in charge.

Even if Jian Ping has the ability to wash clothes, everyone here thinks that washing clothes and cooking are women's work, and Jian Ping is helpless if they don't let them do it.

Therefore, this kind of behavior of "cheating the old" must wait until you get married, or you can only wait for yourself to buy a servant for your family.

For the former, Jian Ping finally has a goal now.For the latter, Jian Ping didn't think much time would be wasted.

It's all a matter of time.

But now, Jian Ping's clothes are still in charge of my wife.

When Jian Ping came back with a basket of things on his back, he shocked the family all of a sudden.

"Boss, what did you buy? It's such a big pile!" Yang Shuxian walked over quickly holding Er Gouzi.

Jian Ping waved to Jian Le, and the little girl walked over timidly.Jian Ping took out a large bag of snacks from the back basket and put them in the little girl's hands. "Go and share with Shuanzi and the others."

Jian Le's eyes widened, and she looked at the things in her hands in disbelief.

A package of [-] snacks for fifty cents, the cheapest kind.But on weekdays, the family members are definitely not willing to eat.

But for the current Jian Ping, there is nothing he can't bear.

"Mom, I bought some cotton cloth. You can make underwear for you, dad, and me." Jian Ping said this to Yang Shuxian. After all, it's not good for two younger siblings to hear about underwear. .

Jian Ping is also helpless in this era where men and women have to be careful when speaking.

Yang Shuxian froze for a moment, then glanced at the things in the basket on her back. "Then you don't need to buy two..."

"If there is enough leftovers, I will make a whole body for the children in the family."

Jian Ping didn't lower his voice on purpose, so Jian Zhang and Jian Yang naturally heard it.Although without them, having children is enough for them to be happy.

Given Jian Ping's majesty in this family, no one dared to ask him whether it was too much to use the family money to buy things for himself.

Jian Ping took out a small cloth bag from the box, and then directly placed all the contents of the basket at the door of the main room. "You can figure out the rest, mother. I'll go first."

Yang Shuxian hugged Er Gouzi and opened her mouth slightly, but she only had time to say "Ah", and Jian Ping was already out of the way.

When facing Jian Ping, especially now Jian Ping, Yang Shuxian was not consciously a little afraid, so after hearing Jian Ping's arrangement, she opened her mouth and couldn't say anything else.Seeing the little daughter standing carefully beside her with a bag of snacks, she looked at herself eagerly.

Yang Shuxian originally wanted to take the food back and put it away to eat later, after all dim sum is precious.But thinking of Jian Ping's actions before, Yang Shuxian could only frown and look at the snacks in Jian Le's hand. "You and Shuanzi can eat one piece each, and put the rest in the mother's room to eat later."

In an instant, the little girl's eyes became sparkling.Yang Shuxian looked at her little daughter's slap-sized face and her surprised eyes, and her heart was sour.

If possible, she would also like to feed, drink, and dress the children well, but the family has no money, so she can't help it.

It has to be said that it is Yang Shuxian's gentle temperament that makes Jian Ping's almost undeniable 'authority' at home.Of course, Jian Dazhu, who is better at speaking, also played a big part in it.

When Jian Ping returned to his room, he heard an exclamation from outside.It seems that he should have seen something in the frame.

Two catties of meat and other things are enough for the family to be happy.

Jian Ping smiled and looked at the small cloth bag in his hand.A copy of the "Three Character Classic", two copies of paper.A writing brush given by the bookstore owner, and an inferior ink stick bought by myself.

Jian Ping found a stone with a depression on the way back, and now it is his inkstone.

Jian Ping's house is quite big, especially when he lives alone.Moved the square table to the window, the sun was coming in through the window that was not open at noon, and the light was just right.

After laying out the things, Jian Ping sat down.

The Three Character Classic has only [-] characters in total, and to Jian Ping, it only takes one or two hours.And this is because of the result of paying attention to the neatness of the font.

When he first started copying books, it took Jian Ping three or four days to copy a book with the same number of words.

But copying a book can only cost 100 yuan at most, and this is the wages that can only be earned after Jianping's neat and neat fonts are developed.

If it takes three or four days to copy a copy.Then Jian Ping should not say anything else, I am afraid he will starve to death.

Therefore, even the speed of writing with a brush was learned by Jian Ping.

Before Jian Ping formally copied the book, he drank a drop of Lingquan.Although this thing can't strengthen the body, it can clear the mind and eyesight, make people concentrate and deepen memory.

Invisibly, it feels even more against the sky than strengthening the body.

After drinking a drop of Lingquan, Jian Ping instantly felt relaxed.The feeling of a clear mind is not to mention how comfortable it is.

Jian Ping quickly read the Three-Character Classic, and Jian Ping naturally kept it in mind for this kind of thing that can be regarded as an elementary school textbook even in the 21st century.

Read it again now, just to deepen your memory, for fear that you will make a mistake when you write it later.

Read it once, read it silently, and then read it again from the book.After making sure everything was safe, Jian Ping started copying the book with a brush.

Although Jian Ping used pens, inks, papers and inkstones for copying books later in the year, the grades of them all rose to more than [-] yuan, but at the beginning, he still used [-] yuan for a brush and [-] cents for ink.

So these external things will not affect Jian Ping's operations at all.

It may also be because the Three Character Classic is so familiar that Jian Ping copied it like a godsend.What I thought would take an hour or two, was copied in less than an hour.

Jian Ping checked his results carefully, and after making sure there were no problems, he put the paper aside to dry in the shade, took out another piece of paper and started copying again.

In less than an hour, the second Three Character Classic was copied again.

The paper is full of beautiful block letters, covering a whole table.

Even Jian Ping, who has written countless brush characters, is still a little proud when he sees his achievements.

At least with my own font, there is no problem in fooling ordinary people.