Farming and teaching across different worlds

Such an intimate demeanor, such an ambiguous distance, and such an explicit look in his eyes made Ji Xiuran feel at a loss for a moment.

His heart skipped a beat for a moment, his eyes dreamy and helpless, it wasn't until Shi Jingchen got up to leave that he regained his former peace.

Looking up at the man with a normal face, he couldn't help but wonder what happened just now.

Shi Jingchen didn't continue teasing, and stopped in moderation, he didn't want to really scare people.

With a calm face, he promised: "Don't worry, after the contract is formed, we will be as usual."

We will develop further after you get used to it, he silently added in his heart.

Shi Jingchen believed that he could show enough patience and wait for Ji Xiuran to fall into his net willingly.

Chapter 12

A smile appeared on Shi Jingchen's face, and Ji Xiuran, who happened to see it, couldn't help but shudder.

When I looked up again, I found that the man had returned to his usual expressionless face, and I was slightly puzzled.

But he quickly put this matter in his mind, and continued to talk about his plans with Shi Jingchen.

"Third brother, I plan to set up a school in the village."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the pen and paper, and began to draw the design drawing in his mind, and showed it to Shi Jingchen while drawing: "The courtyard is separated, and we will live in while building the school."

After finishing the painting, he roughly listed the required materials on the side, then looked at him and said with a smile: "Maybe more materials will be used."

When Shi Jingchen heard his words, his heart moved, and he supported his idea of ​​opening a school.

Listening to him talking about building the house with great enthusiasm, the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly rise, and when he mentioned the materials, he said with a relaxed expression: "I have money."

No matter how much material is spent, at most 20 taels of silver.

He went to Daqingshan a few more times and it was there.

Ji Xiuran understood what he said, frowned, looked at him disapprovingly, and said, "It's too dangerous to enter the deep mountains."

The terrain in this deep mountain is complex and ferocious beasts are rampant. Although the money comes quickly, the risk factor is also high. He doesn't want this person to take risks.

Thinking of this, he refused in a strong tone: "You are not allowed to enter the deep mountains, I have a way to make money."

Shi Jingchen looked at the persistence in his eyes, his heart was burning slightly, he raised his hand to caress his temples, and said with distressed words: "Your body..."

This person doesn't want to put himself in danger, so how can he be willing to spend his energy on this person.

Ji Xiuran smiled indifferently, and said, "Isn't there still you?"

He was only in charge of using his brain. As for the physical work, he didn't plan to do it himself. From the very beginning, he planned to ask this person to help.

Shi Jingchen listened, nodded his forehead, and responded with a smile.

But think about it, it's not a bad feeling for two people to make money together and build their own home together.

Shi Jingchen looked at the person in front of him with tender eyes, and his heart was warm.

After the age of six, there was a vacancy in my heart, and now that I have my own home, that vacancy has been filled.

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Having settled on the business, Shi Jingchen got up and went to the tools and materials outside to make the mold Ji Xiuran wanted.

Ji Xiuran also tidied up his desk, tidied up the drawings and put them aside, tidied up the books, and tidied up the pen, ink and inkstone.

I sorted out the waste paper I practiced calligraphy, and I have already accumulated a stack, so I thought about putting it in the box in the corner.

In the east corner of his room were three large camphorwood boxes, each one meter square, filled with his books.

There are a few smaller bamboo boxes on it, which are full of waste paper after he usually practiced calligraphy and wrote articles.

When I was in the county school, these papers were burned in a fixed place together with my classmates.

But at home, Ji Xiuran couldn't handle it.

Paper and ink are precious. Even if the paper is used up and filled with words, the family will cherish it very much.

Moreover, he decided not to agree with Ji Xiuran to burn it casually, saying that it was disrespectful to words.

Ji Xiuran had no choice but to put all these away carefully.

In this way, it accumulated over time and piled up several boxes.

After Ji Xiuran put the waste paper in, he stood in front of the pile of waste paper boxes and suddenly wanted to open it.

I want to take it out and have a look, and compare the original owner's previous font and article level.

Just as he was about to step forward, he caught sight of things piled on top of the bamboo box.

Recognize the baggage that he brought back from the town.

Ji Xiuran stepped forward to open it with a puzzled expression, and sure enough, he found that it contained the cloth he had brought back and the rice he had brought back.

He remembered that these things were handed over to Mother Ji at the time, why did they appear here again?

At this time, he also remembered that the money on his body seemed to have not been handed over yet.

Then he bent down, ready to take the two packages to the upper room.

Just when he bent down and was about to push the things on the ground forward with all his strength, a hand stretched out from the side, and a deep voice came from beside his ear: "Let me do it."

As soon as the words fell, the big hand easily picked up the rice bag.

The other hand also took the bag of cloth in Ji Xiuran's hand, turned around and walked out calmly.

Ji Xiuran looked at his empty hands, feeling helpless.

Seeing Shi Jingchen stop his feet and turn his head to look over, he calmed down and followed his footsteps calmly.

Walking to the door, I saw the half-made wood lying on the ground, and said nonchalantly, "Actually, I can do it myself." You can keep busy if you have something to do.

Shi Jingchen glanced at his little arms and legs with a half-smile, and didn't say anything, but the suspicion in his eyes was shining brightly.

Ji Xiuran couldn't help snorting coldly, turned his head, and didn't want to pay attention to this person, it's amazing how strong he is, to look down on him so much.

Seeing that he was a little annoyed, Shi Jingchen changed his posture, carried the sack of rice to his shoulder, deliberately exposed a corner and handed it to Ji Xiuran, jokingly said: "Xiuran is so angry, I'll grab this corner for you."

Seeing that he was clearly playing tricks to coax children, Ji Xiuran couldn't help but glared at him with dissatisfaction.

Shi Jingchen was amused in his heart, but he also knew that he couldn't show any clues at this time, so he suppressed a smile, his face was calm, but the smile in his eyes betrayed him.

Seeing this man's appearance, Ji Xiuran couldn't understand what was going on in his heart, so he gritted his teeth angrily.

Shi Jingchen was afraid that he would really annoy him, so he raised the hand holding the cloth bag, hugged him to his side, and comforted him, "Lord Xiuran has a lot of people."

Ji Xiuran gave him a sideways look, but didn't say anything else.

Ji's mother was sitting at the door, holding a thousand-layer bottom, she looked up and saw the interaction between the two.

A gentle smile could not help but appear in his eyes.

It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, as long as Yao'er is happy, that's enough.

At this time, the two also saw Mother Ji, put away the banter on their faces, and greeted Mother Ji respectfully.

Mother Ji looked at them with a smile on her face, and seeing the things in their hands, she couldn't help asking: "What is this for?"

Shi Jingchen and Ji Xiuran walked to Mother Ji and sat down.

Shi Jingchen put the cloth bag in his hand on the ground, Ji Xiuran opened it casually, and said to Mother Ji: "Mother, these rice is the granary rice I brought back, put it in the rice warehouse."

Then he picked up the cloth bag, took out the cloth inside, and handed it to Mother Ji: "These are the cloths I bought, and I will add some clothes to my family."

Mother Ji put down the things in her hands, looked down at the rice in the rice bag, nodded, and said, "Although it's old rice, it's not bad at all. I'll get it to the warehouse in a while."

Then he took the cloth that Ji Xiuran handed over, and looked through it.

I found that they were all fine muslins, and by the colors I had chosen, I could see that there was something for everyone in the family.

Flipping through it, I couldn't help complaining: "Tell me, what are you two buying these for? Who makes new clothes if you don't have any festivals?"

Then he shook the cloth away and looked at it, and couldn't help nagging: "The family is all peasants, and the clothes made of these fine cloths are not durable."

Then he picked out a piece, pointed to it and muttered: "It's a pity that there is more than a foot of cloth left for making a suit of clothes with such a big piece."

These two big men have never bought these things before, so they don't know the truth about it, they must have been fooled by the guys in the cloth shop.

Mother Ji flipped through it, unable to keep mumbling.

Ji Xiuran listened respectfully, with a look of helplessness, he exchanged a look with Shi Jingchen.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have so many things.

However, Ji Xiuran can also understand, Ji's mother is used to Ji Xiuran, at first glance, Ji Xiuran is so lavish, so she will naturally say a few more words.

Thinking of this, Ji Xiuran took out the remaining money from his secret pocket, handed it to Mother Ji, and said: "Mother, this is the remaining money, you can keep it."

Mother Ji looked at Ji Xiuran with a face full of relief, and exclaimed: "Our youngest son can also earn money to support the family."

But he didn't take over, and refused: "Yao'er, put away the money, you can buy some pens and ink yourself."

Ji Xiuran still insisted on stretching out his hand, and began to persuade: "Mother, you take it, and improve the food for Daqing and the others."

Seeing his insistence, Ji's mother looked unhappy and said: "What kind of meat do their children eat, they don't need it."

Ji Xiuran wanted to persuade him again, but was held back by Shi Jingchen.

He turned his head and looked at it for no reason, and saw that the man shook his head calmly at him, so he had no choice but to swallow his words and take back the money.

When the two returned to their own room from the upper room, Ji Xiuran looked at Shi Jingchen who was sitting at the door and continued to tinker with the wood with a puzzled face, and asked, "Third brother, what did you mean just now?"

Shi Jingchen was chiseling the wood with a small chisel, when he heard his words, he looked up at him and explained: "When the money is in mother's hands, mother is reluctant to spend it."

In this way, it is better to take it by yourself, go to buy some food and come back, and improve the food for the family.

Ji Xiuran had heard it, and when he thought about it, he felt that this was the truth, and his face softened.

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