There is a strong husband in the time-traveling house

The class in the morning was very successful, and some old men came to listen in. They said they were listening in, but they just came to frighten these brats, lest they would be too skinny to listen to what An Jing said. They didn’t expect that the class of An Jing was lively and interesting. Let these old people listen to it and be fascinated!It's decided, they will come tomorrow!Not to mention children.

When school was over at noon, the children also consciously saluted him as a student, and then went home happily.

Ning Jing's classes are also arranged very well. There are four classes in one morning. Each class is 45 minutes the same as in modern times. It teaches counting and word recognition, as well as a story class and a writing class. What is used is a hard pen, that is, a wooden pen, not a brush. The children are very new to this kind of class. In the past, in their impression, it was those old masters who shook their heads and taught those boring ancient poems over there, and they couldn’t understand them. , This new teacher is good at teaching, not boring but also interesting, not many characters to recognize, only three a day, as long as you can read and write, you can count to ten, it's very easy!

Ning Ping walked out of the classroom and said goodbye to several elderly people who came to observe, then went home with her teaching aids in her arms.

The old men standing at the gate of the school glanced at each other, then motioned to go back and said that when they arrived at the village chief's house, the old men started talking, and among them, Mr. Qian said the loudest: "Hey, brothers, see this Ning today. How is the boy teaching?"

"I think it's very good. It's not rigid. It's better than those sour Confucians. The children can memorize it quickly, and you find that the words written on the black wooden board without the white gray pen he used are very recognizable. It saves paper, and the words written by the children with wooden pens are effortless. Although they are not very good-looking when they are just learning, they are much easier to grasp in terms of strength."

Zhao Zhenbei, who is the most literate among these few old people, also nodded and said: "It's good that it's not boring, as long as the children are willing to listen. We don’t know anything about those sour jokes, so we’re trying to argue, and whoever says that soldiers don’t know a single word will piss them off.” The rest of the old men nodded their heads in agreement.

Ning Jing didn't know that his class today made the old men happy. He just thought that teaching this way should be better than those rigid teaching methods. He came here when he was taught by his family when he was a child. It was fun to teach and he was willing to learn. Comparing his heart with his heart, if he follows the old master's words, let alone he himself is unwilling to listen to others, let alone learn it.

After returning home and putting down the textbooks, he was about to start cooking. At this moment, Zhao Gui came into the yard with a large bowl of chicken and two steamed buns. When he saw him chopping firewood, he said, "Brother, don't do it yet. Come over to eat, I wanted to ask you to come over to eat, but I know you are too embarrassed to go there, so I brought it here for you."

"Brother Zhao, what a shame. I'm bothering you every day. How can this be good?" Ning Jing felt very sorry. He knew that life in ancient times was very difficult. The better the people in Zhaojia Village treated him, the less at ease he felt. , I am really used to the warmth and coldness of modern people. Such a good person rarely foresees.

"What's the trouble? We live in the same village. You and our family are still neighbors. Eat quickly. I'll come to clean up the dishes later." After speaking, Zhao Gui didn't give him a chance to refuse, so he put down the food and turned around gone.

When Ning Jing saw him, he wanted to say something, but when he saw that Zhao Gui had left, he closed his mouth, thinking about what to send to their family when he delivered the bowls and chopsticks after eating. I still have some fruits of my own, let's get some for Zhao Gui's family, after all, this bowl of meat is worth a lot of money.

After Ning Jing finished eating, the bowl of meat was really delicious. This was the first time he ate meat here. Although there were not many seasonings when it was stewed, it was cooked well enough and it was very delicious. I didn't eat it all at once, so I thought about eating some mushrooms at night.

After washing the dishes and chopsticks, I took the fruits to Zhao Gui's house, returned the dishes and gave the fruits to the child, saying that eating more fruits is good for the child's skin.

Zhao Gui didn't delay any longer, so he took it over and asked him to sit at home. Ning Jing didn't go in, but took his leave and went home. He had to go back to rest for a while, and he had to go up the mountain to cut firewood in the afternoon. He had to save more firewood. Keep it on fire in winter, otherwise, in winter, the mountains here will be covered by heavy snow, and if there is no fire, you will wait to freeze to death.

After washing his face, he got on the bed and got ready to fall asleep, but he didn't fall asleep immediately. He thought to himself that the books in this world are very interesting. It stands to reason that there shouldn't be books like Sanbaiqian here, but there are books here. , and even the Analects of Confucius, and even the characters are in traditional characters, he thought that this must have been obtained when he traveled through the seniors, and he had read the contents of those books, but only the contents before the Tang Dynasty, the rest The content he was familiar with was gone. Many books were compiled by later generations, but not many were called classics. Most of them were miscellaneous notes and unofficial histories, which surprised him very much. He wondered if this senior was an ancient person. Came here by accident?

Moreover, the imperial examination system here also complies with the ancient imperial examination system, which starts with the examinations for children and continues until the number one. It is a product derived from the superficial era. It is estimated that this ancient traveler only knows the things before the Tang Dynasty, and nothing else. Otherwise, he will not write Tang poems into books and publish them. It is an opportunity to show his great talent. There is also a possibility that he burped before he wrote the part about the Tang Dynasty, so this is his personal understanding, otherwise how did the traditional characters appear?

His mind was so chaotic, in the end he didn't think too much, and just closed his eyes and fell asleep. Anyway, he just wanted to be a scholar, as long as he had an excuse not to kneel before an official. As for being a high-ranking official, to be honest He didn't think about it, he still didn't want to participate in the battle of the court, he just didn't have that ambition.

When he woke up, he looked at the time at two o'clock, got up, went to the well to fetch water and washed, then took a hatchet and a basket, and went up the mountain again. He had to chop firewood and gather wild vegetables. Little by little, he has a good heart. If those small-minded people have to suffer to death, in modern times, there is a nanny in his family, so there is no need to do these things. Now he even has to eat by himself. If you are not diligent You have to wait to starve to death!

In fact, he also thought about going to the town to buy some coal and come back, so that he would not have to work so hard to cut wood, but now he doesn't have much money, so he has to keep it well, what to do in case of an emergency, so he Start to have enough food and clothing.

At the foot of the mountain, he looked at the weeds that grew everywhere, and suddenly he was happy. He could cut all the weeds, dry them, and keep them for burning. But now he didn’t have a sickle in his hand. Let's forget it first, let's talk about borrowing Zhao Gui's family someday.

While walking, looking at the feet, I picked off the herbs and edible wild vegetables I saw from time to time, put them in the back basket, and then reached the edge of the forest, I looked for those dead branches and chopped them up. He cut a bundle, which was enough for him to carry on his back, so he stopped cutting it and bundled it up. Then he searched for useful herbs and game. He accidentally saw a bush of mint by a mountain stream. He was very happy. He planned to collect all these and make tooth powder, but the willow branch made him feel very uncomfortable, and the taste was not good.

I picked two pieces by hand and put them in my mouth. After chewing for a long time, I felt a coolness in my mouth. After thinking about it, I dug a few together with the rhizomes, and prepared to plant them in the yard and take them at any time.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound, he carefully confirmed it, and then turned his head carefully, and saw a big snake appearing in front of him not far behind him. I was afraid of this thing when I was young, and when it appeared at this time, it was still an inaccessible place. He wanted to be quiet, but he couldn't hold back, and then he yelled very ungentlemanly: "Ah, there are snakes... help! "The voice was so loud that the snake in front of him spit out a snake letter in fright, and the look in his eyes was even more creepy.

Ning Jing wanted to run, but he didn't dare. It is said that when a person encounters a snake, if he moves around, the faster it will attack you, but he is really afraid!So he said, "Who... come... help me!"

It seems that God heard his cry. At this time, a feather arrow suddenly fell from the sky, and the snake was fixed on the ground. The tail was still moving. He took two steps back in fright, and then sat down on the ground, sweating all over his body. Straight up.

At this time, a person appeared in front of him, looked at him sitting on the ground, stretched out his hand and pulled him up: "Are you scared?" He also helped him pick off the leaves of the tree on his body, and looked back and forth Only then did he let go.

"I... have been afraid of snakes since I was a child. Thank you. If it weren't for you, I would have been bitten by this guy. Thank you so much." Ning Jing met Mu Xingchen who had met once, I felt much better, but I was very scared and straight-hearted.

Seeing him like this, Mu Xingchen pursed his lips, picked up his things, "I'll take you back."

"No need, I'll just go back by myself. If you have something to do, do it first." Ning Jing could see that this man was hunting. There were a few pheasants and two rabbits at his feet, and this man was not far away. The backpack I brought seemed to be to save him, so I threw it away, and Ning Jing knew that he was not an ordinary person, he was a soldier, and his position was not low, otherwise he would have been in the Dajue Temple last time. There will not be two people following, and those two people look like followers.

"My name is Mu Xingchen." Seeing this person rejecting him, Mu Xingchen felt uncomfortable, but he still told his name when he had nothing to say, and waited quietly for him to say more.

"Oh, my name is Ning Jing, and the word is Zhiyuan. I live at the foot of the mountain." After speaking, he pointed in the direction of his house.

"En." Mu Xingchen nodded, then picked up his prey, put it in the pannier he brought, put it on his back, walked to his side, pulled him over, held him with one hand, and Holding the basket in one hand, he walked down the mountain.

Seeing Ning Jing, he was suddenly startled. He is a man in this world, okay? This person is also a man. Why does it feel wrong to treat him like this?Could it be that he regards himself as a brother?And you still have to pay attention to whether to give or not to kiss, right?

Ning Jing wanted to withdraw his hand, "Hey, brother Mu, let me go first, I have something to say."

Mu Xingchen turned around, looked at him and said, "What do you want to say?"

"Well, look carefully, I don't have a pregnancy mole on my forehead, so I'm a man, man, just like you, understand, and I'm poor." This is the point, and there is another What Xiang He didn't say was that although he liked men, he still didn't dare to try to like men in this world. He was saying that there are not many men in this world. If he disturbs the sex, will he be beheaded!

When Mu Xingchen heard what he said, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, "I know you're a man." Then he dragged him down the mountain, passing by the place where Ning Jing cut firewood just now, and handed him his small pannier to carry , He picked up the bundle of firewood and carried it away.

Ning Ping met: "Hey, that firewood is very heavy, let me come!"

Mu Xingchen turned his head and glanced at Ning Jing, and looked around at him. He was not as strong as he was, so he took the lead to go down the mountain, and the direction he went was in the direction of their home.

When Ning Jing saw it, he quickly followed him. In fact, he couldn't see through this person now, and he didn't know what he wanted to do. Moreover, he could clearly see the look in his eyes just now. This person really saw that he was not strong enough. Body, but this is a standard figure in modern times, okay? Compared with his body, it is a little worse, not as tall as him, and not as strong as him!

The two of them didn't say anything along the way, and under Ning Jing's guidance, they soon arrived at his house. He hurried over, opened the door, and let Mu Xingchen in. Anyway, this man helped him, so people had to go in and sit down. Sit down for a while.

After entering the yard, Mu Xingchen put the firewood on the corner of the wall, where the sun could shine, then put down the basket, and observed the small yard, feeling dissatisfied, the place is too small.

Ning Jing put down his back basket, opened the door, and let him sit in. He had to wash his hands first, otherwise it would be too dirty!

And Mu Xingchen didn't go in to sit, but stared at his hands beside him, he didn't know if he didn't look, but he found that this person's hands were really white, his skin was really good, and they looked better than his own.

When Ning Ping saw it, he said, "You have to wash it too, so I'll finish it right away, but there's no soap at home, so you just make do with it."

Mu Xingchen nodded when he heard it, and then squatted down to wash his hands!As for what pancreas is, he has never heard of it, it is probably the same thing as saponin!