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Although it is comfortable to sleep, but the child is greedy for coolness, it is cold at night, and he does not know how to add quilts and clothes. What if he gets sick?This place is not the same as before. There are a lot of antibiotics and cold medicines that can be taken. Here, a small illness may kill a child.

"Then why don't you buy an extra bamboo chair, a reclining chair, and one for everyday use. My master, Mama, if there is any bamboo left, I would like to ask for some. The man in my family, every summer, is covered with Khan, I want to make him a bamboo bed."

"Dou Mama, let someone make a bamboo bed first, and if there are bamboos left, make a few more small stools."

Dou Mama's old face burst into a smile, "How can this be done? Mama, the master, don't worry. I will let those farmers harvest better and let them all type it out. By the way, when will the rice be delivered this year? .”

Nan Shu nodded in agreement.

The author has something to say: Try to update daily from Monday to Friday, and weekends are family days, so updates are incompetent.Forgive me girls.

Enlightenment

Dou Mama asked the men of his family to drive a car to take away all the bamboos in the yard, and came back in a hurry in the evening, carrying a big bundle in her hand.

"Master Mama, these are freshly picked fruits from the mountains. The people in the village asked me to bring them back so that they can taste something new for my master Mama and the two young masters." As he spoke, he fetched a bucket of well water and put the fruits in the into the bucket.

"The fruits in this mountain are soaked in well water, and the taste is much sweeter."

"There are so many things..." Nan Shu saw that there were persimmons, pomegranates, jujubes, pears, grapefruits, and five or six kinds of fruits in Dou Mama's opened bag, each with seven or eight grains. The fruits were plump and slightly dull in color. .

"It's all the people in the village who want to honor the master's family. It's nothing. Come to the master's house, Mama, to taste this persimmon. It has only been picked from the tree for a few days, and it is just right to eat now." Dou Mama washed a persimmon, Pass it to Nan Shu.

Nan Shu broke off the outer layer of watch, and took a small piece off and sent it to Zhang Yue's mouth.The two children saw the two Mamas washing fruit, so they squatted aside early and waited.

The light red juice trickled down Zhang Yue's small mouth.Zhang Ri's eyes widened, and he unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of spit, "Ama, I want to eat." He looked at Nan Shu pitifully.

"Xiao Ri grows up, peel the skin yourself, okay?" Nan Shu handed Zhang Ri a persimmon.Dou Mama wanted to reach out to help Zhang Ri skin her skin, but Nan Shu stopped her.

"Mama Dou, Xiaori will take care of herself when she grows up."

"Oh..." Dou Mama wanted to say something else.Suddenly seeing Nan Shu's stern eyes, he had to swallow the words that came to his mouth.

Zhang Ri looked at Ama, then at Dou Mama, obediently stretched out his hand to take the persimmon from Nan Shu's hand, and looked at Nan Shu eagerly.

Nan Shu divided the persimmon in her hand into three pieces, and let Zhang Yue hold it by herself, and ate it in small bites.I took another persimmon by myself and slowly peeled it off.Zhang Ri imitated Nan Shu's movements and learned to peel persimmons clumsily.Although a lot of meat still stuck to the peeled persimmon skin, the juice spilled all over her hands and the front of her clothes, Nan Shu still praised Zhang Ri loudly.

"Good job. Xiaori is really good."

Zhang Ri didn't expect Nan Shu to say that she had done a good job in front of everyone, her little face was flushed, and she forgot to eat the persimmon meat with her little hands.Zhang Yue heard Nan Shu praise her elder brother in a daze, threw her small body into Nan Shu's arms, and stretched out her hand to peel the persimmons by herself.Nan Shu smiled and refused.

Zhang Yue was in a hurry, "Brother, eat. I want it."

"Xiaoyue is still young, when Xiaoyue is still as tall as her elder brother, Ama will let Xiaoyue peel persimmons and eat them by herself, okay?" While talking, she hugged Zhangyue to Zhangri's side, making gestures between the two of them. high.

Zhang Yue understood Nan Shu's words a little bit, probably because she was young and Mama wouldn't let her do it.Her mouth puffed out, angrily humming in displeasure.

Dou Mama didn't understand Nan Shu's behavior very much. How old are the young masters? There is still a servant like herself at home, so there is no need for Zhang Ri and Zhang Yue to peel and eat persimmons by themselves. Dou Mama dare not say anything about Nan Shu. Just whispering in his own mouth.The young master is still young, it is too bitter.

Nan Shu pretended not to hear it. A four-year-old child has a strong learning ability, so it would not do him any harm to let Zhang Ri learn to do it himself.The Zhang family is not a wealthy family, and no one can say for sure what will happen in the future. It is absolutely necessary for children to have the ability to stand on their own.

The thoughts of two adults, children do not understand.Zhang Ri only knew that Mama had praised him, and he became more motivated to peel the persimmon and eat it. He picked up another persimmon from the bucket, peeled it, fed a piece to his younger brother, and passed another piece to Nan Shu.

"Ama eats fruit."

"Xiao Ri is so good. Hmm. It's delicious." Nan Shu narrowed her eyes, showing a satisfied expression.

Zhang Ri smiled and curled his mouth and eyes.When Zhang Yue saw it, she looked envious, when will she be as tall as her brother.Zhang Yue raised her head to look at Zhang Ri, and then at her little arms and legs, with a bitter face.

There were young saplings planted in the yard, and the two children were curious about the newly planted saplings. The two brothers circled around the saplings in the yard and stretched out their hands to pinch them, but Nan Shu stopped them.

"When the little tree grows tall, it will bear fruit. But when the little tree was still young, the little sun and the little moon pinched it, and there will be no fruit to eat in the future."

"Is it the fruit Dou Mama brought back yesterday?" Zhang Ri asked childishly.

Nan Shu didn't know what the gardener had planted for her, so she could only nod in front of the child, "Yes, those fruits from yesterday."

"Ama, when will the little sapling grow up?" The child became a curious baby, raising his head, waiting for the answer.

"This... ; will have to wait for a few years."

Hearing that the fruit could not be eaten immediately, the two brothers were unhappy.Dou Mama just came out of the kitchen, wiped her hands as she walked, and heard the conversation between the father and son, she couldn't help but interjected, "It will take at least three years for this fruit tree to grow, one year to mature, and two years to preserve its fertility. In the fourth year, the fruit of that year can only be eaten, not even fresh and sweet."

At that moment, the two little faces completely collapsed, and their interest in the little sapling dropped to zero.Zhang Rinian murmured that this sapling is too small, not as good as bamboo, at least it can play peek-a-boo.

Listening to her elder brother's chanting, Zhang Yue tapped her head.Nan Shu smiled.

The children abandoned their interest in saplings and focused on playing with other children of similar age on the same street. However, when playing with other children, they could only play for a while when Mama went out to the teahouse. On weekdays, only Zhang Yue was with her.Zhangyue is so big, all she can play is running around the yard and throwing cloth bags.

But after ten days, Zhang Ri felt bored.He was also absent-minded when playing with Zhangyue to throw cloth bags.Nan Shu found out, thinking about Zhang Ri's age, a four-year-old child should have been sent to kindergarten in the past.But where did the kindergarten come from now?If you don't go to kindergarten, how about finding a teacher to enlighten you?Enlightenment education only needs to learn some words and know a little arithmetic.If possible, Nan Shu hopes that her husband can teach more manual labor. Children can develop their right brain by doing manual labor.Reading and writing use the left brain.Nan Shu didn't want Zhang Ri to take the path of being a child student and a scholar at a young age.

This Mr. Enlightenment is hard to find.To be sent to a private school, it is a group of children attending class, and it is impossible for the husband to teach one alone, and it is impossible to teach in the way Nan Shu wants.

Nan Shu thought about it, and then mentioned it when the Mamas in the teahouse were chatting.You Mama suggested to Nanshu to send it to Wen Xiucai in the east of the city.Some Mama said, don't worry about it for the time being, wait until the child is a few years old and his temper has settled down, and then decide whether to study or learn crafts from the master.Fan Mama, who had become acquainted with Nan Shu a lot, opened her mouth to say something, but finally held back and did not speak.

Nan Shu felt strange, but there were so many people in the teahouse, Nan Shu suppressed her doubts, and planned to give another hint when she came to visit Fan Mama one day.

You Ning

Before Nan Shu found a good time to go to Fan Mama's place, the farmers on the farm were already in the process of delivering rice, and there were two large carts full of rice.Nan Shu heard Dou Mama yelling outside, rolled her eyes in the room, and immediately lay down on the bed.When Dou Mama opened the door and let Nan Shu go out to harvest rice, Nan Shu covered her forehead with a painful expression on her face.

"Master, Mama, what, what's going on?" Isn't it already finished?Why did he look half-dead again?Dou Mama was puzzled, and stepped forward to help Nan Shu up, "Master, Mama, are you feeling unwell?"

"Huh? It's just that I have a headache and my whole body is weak." Nan Shu frowned and pretended to be weak. She was afraid that she might not be acting well, so she pinched her thigh with her hand hidden under the quilt.This time the brows were tightened even more, and the complexion that had been quite ruddy immediately turned bitter like dripping water.

Dou Mama was surprised, it turned out that she was really sick.Poor see you.How long did it take to get better?Thinking of the farmers waiting outside, Dou Mama couldn't help asking, "Master Mama, people from the farm have come to deliver rice. Look, what should we do now?"

Just waiting for you to say this.Nan Shu deliberately sighed, "Mama Dou, look at my body. I opened half of the windows last night to let the air in. This morning I woke up like this. Mama Dou, I think it's better for you to harvest the rice for me."

"How can I do that?" Dou Mama shook her head, she couldn't help muttering in her heart, the rice was harvested, and it was going to be sold in a restaurant, maybe the master Mama wanted the money to pass through my hands, so how could it be done. "Master, Mama, I'll help you out. You watch from the sidelines, and let me do the talking. The two young masters also come over to have a look. What do you think, Master, Mama?" The whole family looked at , I will never touch money and money.

Dou Mama made up her mind, regardless of whether Nan Shu agreed or not, she went to find out a half-new cotton padded jacket and put it on for Nan Shu. The winter clothes of the two young masters were turned out, and while the sun was good, they took out