If you don't farm, you will be smashed [End Times]

Tian Dazhuang was woken up by his own youngest son in the morning. The child was full of energy. Yesterday he was tired from playing during the day and went to bed early. Today he woke up early.

When he just woke up, the child could still get up by himself, pour a little bit of warm water from the brazier to wash, and then dig out a cooked sweet potato from the brazier, peel off the skin and chew it deliciously.

The sweet smell of sweet potatoes permeated the room, and the other two children of the Tian family were aroused by the smell of the roasted sweet potatoes eaten by the younger brother. They woke up stunned, and repeated the younger brother's operation, digging up the sweet potatoes in the brazier.

The brazier is not too big, and it needs to be filled with charcoal. You can only bury two sweet potatoes in a basin, and if there are more, it will not be cooked.

Tian Daan, the eldest son of the Tian family, and Yingniang, the second daughter, ate half of the sweet potato that was dug out. Tian Daan put half of the roasted sweet potato into his mouth without peeling off the skin, and then went to the place where the charcoal was stored to pack some. When the charcoal came back, he dug out the half-extinguished charcoal in the urn, put new charcoal on it, and it would burn up after a while.

Yingniang refilled the earthen pot with water, put it back on the side of the brazier, and slowly burned it with charcoal fire, then took the charcoal to her parents' house, ready to light their brazier too.

When she went in, Liu Guizhi had already woken up, probably heard some movement in the child's room next door.

Seeing that her husband was still sleeping, she put on her clothes lightly and got out of bed, and put her daughter's brazier, which had been filled with charcoal, next to the bed, and then took her daughter to the next door.

"Your father hasn't woken up yet, let him sleep for a while and don't bother him." Liu Guizhi told the children that her man had only taken one vacation in the past half a year, and spent the rest of the day all day long. Busy, from morning to night without a stop.There is no work this winter, just to let him have a good rest.

The children nodded sensiblely, and the youngest son, Tian Xiaoan, whispered, "Mom, I'm hungry."

Tian Da'an said: "Didn't you eat a roasted sweet potato? Why are you still hungry?"

Tian Xiaoan pursed his lips, what can he do when he is hungry.

"That mother baked steamed buns for you." Liu Guizhi said, and asked the other two children if they wanted to eat.

Both children wanted it. Obviously, the half sweet potato was useless. Liu Guizhi went to get a few clean twigs, put the steamed buns on a skewer and roasted them on the brazier.

Yingniang was free and took out her small blackboard to write. When the school recruited students in the second half of the year, Tian Dazhuang signed up all three children in the family at one go. In addition to buying school uniforms for the children, he spent a lot of savings.

Some people in the village I knew said behind his back that he was stupid, and how could he afford to send all three children to school.Yingniang is still a girl, she is eleven years old, and she will have to marry in a few years, so what can she learn.

It's better to keep the money and let the eldest son study for a few years first, so that he can learn some skills so that he can find a good job, and then pay for the younger son.

Some people who were close to Tian Dazhuang thought it made sense, so they came to Tian's house to persuade Tian Dazhuang, but Tian Dazhuang hesitated in person, turned around and sent all three children to school without hesitation.

They are all his children, how can they be like what Young Master Xia said, what kind of patriarchal patriarchy?Girl dolls can do great things after they learn it. The girl in the guard, Mr. Ji (Mrs. Meng) at the school, which one is not capable?

He doesn't know what his children can learn, but given this opportunity, as a father, he must let the children try.If it's really not that kind of material, if you can't learn it, then don't be afraid, the two sons can work hard, and Yingniang is diligent, willing to work, so you don't have to worry about running out of food.

This is the confidence that Young Master Xia gave them. Tian Dazhuang thanked Xia Chen and the Xia family in his heart countless times.

Yingniang knew that she almost didn't go to school, and those who thought they were kind enough to persuade her didn't shy away from her at all when they spoke, and even pulled her to persuade her, saying that her studies were useless.

Yingniang was reluctant in her heart, she wanted to go to school and learn those skills, she didn't want to only do some housework, farming and sewing in the future.

So after her father sent her to school, Yingniang cherished this opportunity very much. She was serious in class and reviewed frequently after returning home. She may not be the most talented in the class, but she is definitely one of the hardest-working students.

After the snow fell, the school was closed, and the teachers assigned homework. Yingniang had already finished it, and now she was holding the small blackboard that belonged to her to silently write down the knowledge she wrote down.

Liu Guizhi went to the literacy class during this time, and has already learned her man's name and the names of her two sons, but she has not learned her own name yet.

Seeing that her daughter was writing, and the room was dark without doors and windows, she lit a kerosene lamp and placed it in front of her daughter.

Yingniang whispered: "Mother, don't light the lamp, it's wasting oil."

Liu Guizhi disagreed: "The school said at the last parent meeting that looking at things in a dark place will damage your eyes."

Liu Guizhi still felt distressed when the lamp was turned on during the day. After thinking about it, she asked her two sons to come and study together, so as not to waste the lamp.

Compared with learning cultural knowledge, Tian Daan prefers to practice martial arts. He scratched his head and smiled shyly: "Mother, I will practice boxing for a while."

As he spoke, he took a posture in the open space in the middle of the room, preparing to practice a set of basic boxing techniques taught by Wangchen. Tian Xiaoan also stood behind his brother, and the two brothers prepared to practice together.

Liu Guizhi grabbed the two sons to the table and said in a low voice, "What are you going to do if you wake up your father? Write first!"

The two boys took out their small blackboards with bitter faces and began to write silently. Liu Guizhi baked steamed buns for them.

While the children were eating steamed buns, Liu Guizhi used Tian Xiaoan's small blackboard, holding the chalk awkwardly, and wrote the few words she only knew stroke by stroke.

After writing all the names of her family members, the small blackboard was filled with her characters of different sizes. Looking at the words on the small blackboard, Liu Guizhi felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart.

Yingniang came over and praised in a low voice: "Mother, your writing is really good. When I first learned, I couldn't write as well as you."

"Nonsense, Mr. Ji said, our Yingniang is smart and talented, she can't compare to you." Liu Guizhi said so, but her eyes were full of smiles.

She looked at the words she wrote again, picked out the good ones, and felt that there were two words that were not well developed, so she erased them and prepared to write again.

While writing, I thought, maybe it's her turn to teach her name today, she must study hard and learn to write her own name.

After Tian Xiaoan finished eating the steamed buns, he was pressed to write for a while, and his heart began to itch. Seeing his mother and sister learning to write together, he gently elbowed his brother: "Brother, I want to go Listen to the story."

"I still want to play ball!" Tian Da'an also said anxiously: "The table will be occupied if I go late, and it's not my turn to touch the racket. I only played a sentence yesterday."

In the beginning, except for those who went to have breakfast, everyone else went there when they had to go to class.

Later, Xia Chen came up with some novel and interesting activities, such as playing chess, skipping rope, kicking shuttlecock and table tennis, and even put a few flowers to tell them stories.

The flower that tells the story is actually a mutated plant that Xia Chen planted later. Its function is an artifact of eavesdropping. Put a sesame-sized seed on the place or person he needs to eavesdrop on, and it can automatically transcribe the movement and sound there. into the matching flowers in his hand.

Anyway, there is no one who wants to eavesdrop now, so Xia Chen simply developed a function, using the eavesdropping flower as a tape recorder, telling a story every day and saving it.

The most original version of the wiretapping flower can be recorded for three hours. Xia Chen will talk for a while every day, and then put the wiretapping flower into a card and put it away again. After three hours of recording, this wiretapping flower can no longer record sounds.

But what has been recorded can continue to be played. At present, it seems that there is no limit to the number of times, so it is very convenient to use it as a recorder.

Not only children, but many adults are eagerly waiting to hear stories every day, because Xia Chen can only tell a limited number of stories every day, and the new stories every day are not long, but everyone is fascinated by it, and it’s okay to listen to the old ones if there are no new ones. , I don’t feel tired of listening to it repeatedly.

The new stories are only played after lunch, those who come early, listen to the old ones, or go to play something else.Teenagers and some young men like to play table tennis. They have to wait in a long line to touch the racket every day. Those who win continue to play, and those who lose have to line up for half a day. They may end up in less than a minute, but they still enjoy it.

Girls like skipping rope and kicking shuttlecock, those women can't let go, they are more willing to listen to stories and play backgammon, men prefer to play chess, in short, they can find activities they like.

So at the beginning, they were only rushing to class time, but later they went earlier and earlier. Many people didn't even go to have breakfast, they just wanted to play chess and listen to stories.

Many old men and old ladies who didn’t need to go, after hearing about it, they all waded through the snow with umbrellas and were supported by their families to listen to the story. When they didn’t understand in class, they sat in the crowd and dozed off. As soon as the story was played, they immediately woke up. Many The old man and the old lady are so good at listening that they have to listen to it again and again.

Tian Xiaoan also loves to listen to stories, especially Sun Dasheng. He also secretly hides a fire stick, pretending to be a golden cudgel, and never leaves his body all day long. There are many children like him.

It’s okay if you don’t talk about it, the more you talk about it, the more itchy and unbearable, Tian Da’an looked out from the open window, there were already many people going out, he secretly winked at his younger brother.

Tian Xiaoan jumped off the stool, ran to his parents' room, jumped on the bed and stuffed his hands into the bed, Tian Dazhuang was woken up after a while.

"Father, get up quickly, we are going to listen to the story!"

Tian Dazhuang got up from the bed, shuddered by the cold air, and quickly put on the thick cotton coat.

"Father, hurry up, everyone is leaving." Tian Xiaoan hurriedly urged.

"Little monkey, what are you in a hurry for?! Dad will carry you for a while, and we'll run over immediately." Tian Dazhuang carried his youngest son out of bed, feeling as happy as ever.

Can you be unhappy?In the winter, I live in a spacious, strong and warm room. I sleep in a warm bed all night until dawn without worrying about being woken up by the cold.

When you wake up, you can have hot water to wash your hands, and you can eat to fill your stomach. In the past, this is a good life that you can't even imagine!

Thanks to him always remembering to listen to Master Xia, he was the first one to agree when he heard about changing the house, and he registered early, and moved in as soon as the house was built. He was hesitant at that time , They are still living in their leaky thatched hut!

His daughter-in-law had already brought him hot water, and Tian Dazhuang went to wash with a smile.

When Tian Xiaoan heard his father call him a little monkey, he was not only not angry, but rather happy. Sun Dasheng is also a monkey, and he is also a monkey king. He is a little monkey, so he is in the same class as Sun Dasheng.

It's a pity that his surname is not Sun, and that Sun Xiaohu said he would change his name to Sun Dasheng, but his brother beat him up and took the name away, so he said his name was Sun Xiaosheng, and no one was allowed to call him Sun Xiaohu.

The author has something to say: After witnessing brothers fighting for names:

Xia Chen: Why isn't it called Wukong?

Sun Xiaosheng: Grandpa Dasheng is better than Wukong!Everyone calls him Grandpa!

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