I heard that Mr. is lacking a wife [farming]

The next day was fine and the sun was high, and Li Wugeng waited until the morning dew in the forest dried up before he came back from chopping two bamboos.He planned to grow vegetables in the wasteland behind the house, but he was afraid that the third aunt's chickens would peck the vegetable seedlings, so he wanted to make a fence to surround the vegetable field.

The school has not been completely repaired, and Yun Shuzhi has nothing to do, so he came to help when he was bored.But he didn't know how to do it, so he peeked at Li Wugeng's apprentice, and he did it with style.Although his temper is slow, his hands and feet are fast. A fence was woven in a short time, and he ran to Li Wugeng excitedly. "But like this?"

Li Wugeng pressed down the bamboo stick in his hand, looked up, and almost hit him with a stick. The hole was as big as a fist, and he couldn't stand up crookedly. He said with force: "Mr. Yun, why don't you go to the village?" Go around and get acquainted with the people in the village by the way. These tasks are tiring, so I'll do it."

"It's okay." Yun Shuzhi didn't know the meaning of his words at all, and didn't feel too tired. "Shu Zhi will live here for a long time in the future, so he needs to learn more."

Li Wugeng didn't say a word, he took over the fence and shook it twice vigorously holding back his anger, and the things that Yun Shuzhi worked so hard for a long time fell apart.

"What you said is not unreasonable. You should go out for a walk." Feeling guilty, Yun Shuzhi said solemnly, flicking his sleeves, and walked towards the door.

"Mr. Yun remember to come back for dinner earlier." Li Wugeng reminded him.

Yun Shuzhi paused: "Understood."

Li Wugeng had no choice but to pick up the scattered bamboo sticks on the ground.Last night, the scholar turned on the light to read at night, and he read until the third watch abruptly.It's okay, Li Wugeng did the same at the beginning, but he was too noisy.When I saw this, I exclaimed "good poem", and when I saw that, I exclaimed "wonderful". Li Wugeng slept lightly at night and was woken up several times by him.

I heard that he is still a juren, and he must come to this dilapidated village because of the misconduct of the official, but I don't know what he is pretending to be.

Li Wugeng also went to ask about what happened yesterday after Yang Sanshui woke up, feeling vaguely that something was wrong.Yang Sanshui said that he found out that the child was missing and wanted to go out to look for it, but somehow fell asleep, and when he woke up Yang Zhiheng came back again.Could it be that there are ghosts?The more Li Wugeng thought about it, the more worried he became. In the afternoon, he went to invite Uncle Chen, the most respected and respected man in the village, to let him drive away evil spirits for Zhiheng.

Uncle Chen set up his chopsticks to determine which ghost and god it is, and then asked him to go away. Then he whispered a few words to Yang Zhiheng, sprinkled the glutinous rice in his hand on him, and told Yang Sanshui: "It's getting dark." Go outside and burn some paper money in the future, so that Zhiheng will not go out these few days."

"I'm sorry, old man." Yang Sanshui thanked, "I still have a few ounces of soju at home, you old man will save it for dinner before leaving, let's have a few drinks."

Uncle Chen was not polite, he nodded in response.Yang Sanshui was fine when he wasn't drinking, and he was afraid that something would happen to his son, so he was finally relieved after working in fear all day.He wanted to say something, but Yang Zhiheng retreated a few steps in fear and hid behind Li Wugeng, knowing that he was at fault, he withdrew his hand embarrassingly.

Li Wugeng pulled Yang Zhiheng and motioned him not to hide.Only then did Yang Zhiheng reluctantly come out, calling out sullenly, "Father."

Yang Sanshui moved his lips and couldn't speak. After a long stalemate, he sighed and went into the main room.

"Go and talk to your father." Li Wugeng pushed Yang Zhiheng a step further.Yang Zhiheng was very wronged, his feet took root in the ground, and he kept silent.Li Wugeng knew that he had a knot in his heart, so he said kindly to him: "Your father admitted his mistake. Next time he behaves like this again, uncle will punish him. Only this time, you can tell him a few words. Yesterday You fell asleep at my place last night, and it was your father who carried you back, he just drank too much and his brain can't work, so don't bother with him."

"Hmm..." Yang Zhiheng replied, and then he walked in slowly.

Guessing it was getting late, Li Wugeng went back to cook.Ghosts and gods are invited to exorcise evil spirits, and children with weak yang energy cannot be present, so He Baoyun stayed at home all afternoon.As soon as he stepped into the gate, Li Wugeng saw Yun Shuzhi, who was sitting on the threshold talking to He Baoyun.

"After the monkey grandson obtained the scriptures, he returned to Huaguo Mountain and turned into a stone again. After tens of thousands of years of wind and sun, the big stone was polished into round jade, which was picked up by the monks passing by. The monk Carve characters on the jade and give it to Jia Baoyu, the son of the Jia family..."

Li Wugeng stood by and listened to it more and more he found it funny. This man is still a teacher, and he didn't blush without heartbeat after making up the book.Seeing that He Baoyun was listening intently, he didn't interrupt, and picked up two wrapped kohlrabi to get it.

Years ago, I harvested a lot of kohlrabi, and I couldn't eat that much when it was fresh, so Li Wugeng dried it and used it to pickle pickles.Cut the kohlrabi into pieces, sprinkle with pepper and salt, then wrap it with wire and put it in a ventilated place, it will not be bad for two or three months.

Take out the thread, cut the kohlrabi into thin slices and put it on the bottom of the bowl, pour the hot oil on it, and there will be a sizzling sound, and the aroma will immediately hit your nostrils.Yun Shuzhi's nose twitched outside, following the smell.

"What is this?" Curiously, he put a piece into his mouth and smacked it twice. "It's a bit spicy."

It can be smelled from such a distance, is this person a dog's nose?Li Wugeng put the bowl away to prevent him from eating again, and said, "Spicy food is good for dinner."

"Next time, put less, it's spicy and salty, and I want to drink water after eating it." Yun Shuzhi instructed.

Li Wu was even more unhappy. He felt that the taste was just right, and this teacher really didn't regard himself as an outsider. “On the street that is not spicy.”

What he meant was to pick and choose and go to the street to buy it by himself. Unexpectedly, Yun Shuzhi didn't understand, but nodded, "Then you remember to buy it." After saying that, he picked up another piece while Li Wugeng was not paying attention.

"Three hundred Wen is not enough, sir, remember to add money." Li Wugeng said, let alone pickles, he can buy even bird's nest and shark's fin.It's only ten pennies a day, how dare he say it's a loss!

Yun Shuzhi was puzzled and corrected him: "Three hundred Wen? Isn't it three taels?"

The spatula fell into the pot, and Li Wugeng's eyes darkened, and he said with difficulty: "Three taels?"

Yun Shuzhi replied: "It was agreed when I came here. I will live for two years and pay three taels a month."

"You gave Zhao Wu all the money?"

"The village chief helped me find a place to live, so naturally I have to leave it to him first." Yun Shuzhi didn't understand why he was so heartbroken, so he told the truth.

"Good! Good!" Li Wugeng wanted to kill them both, but he couldn't say anything more. No wonder that old Zhao Wu was so eager to get him to sign.

Yun Shuzhi was stunned by his yelling. "What are you so angry about?"

Li Wugeng smiled on the surface: "I'm not angry, I'm happy. After spending so much money, sir, I can't treat you badly in the future."

"Don't do this deliberately, I'll just eat with you." Yun Shuzhi didn't notice it, but felt a chill behind her back and felt uncomfortable.He looked around and felt even colder.

"How many years has Mr. Yun been studying?" Li Wugeng asked as he walked out with the food.

Yun Shuzhi is full of doubts: "Ten years of hard work, becoming famous all over the world, naturally... 21 years."

"Are you expensive?"

"Twenty out of four."

"That's the three-year-old Zhishu." Li Wugeng glanced at him, and said leisurely, "In the future, if you want to borrow, you can come to me directly, and you won't waste your time reading."

Yun Shuzhi suddenly realized, and said in surprise: "That's right, I'm too lazy to trouble the village chief to help me find it everywhere!"

"Yeah." Li Wugeng returned to him, and suddenly stopped, "Sun Wukong has nothing to do with Jia Baoyu, Mr. Yun, don't forget it again next time."

Yun Shu was stunned, and faltered and said: "Hmm... I haven't slept well these two days, my head, dizziness..."