The super anchor takes the supply base to farm

Chapter 69 Dispute
It was funny for everyone to look at the father and son.

But they continued to bake cakes, except for Grandpa Ning and Uncle Ning, the small piece of cake they ate just now was only enough to fit between their teeth, so they went to have breakfast first.

When the second oven was finished, Ning Chu did not break his promise, cut a large piece and wrapped it in oiled paper, and prepared to give it to Xiaopangdun in the school.

Ning Chu's house is near the east end of the village, and the school is next to the ancestral hall. It is at the east end, but it is not far away.

After a while, Ning Chu arrived at the place, and saw that Father Ning was teaching the children to write inside, so she didn't bother, and stood quietly outside the door waiting.

This was the first time she had come to the school to watch a class in such a long time. On the first day of school, she helped collect a bunch of repairs and went home with her things.

Looking at the children inside, because they have no pen, ink, paper and inkstone, they can only use the sand table made of wood to practice calligraphy. After finishing a writing, they only need to smooth the sand to continue writing.

Ning Chu felt a little emotional, the learning conditions are really too difficult.

But there is no way. Every family in the village is poor and can't even eat enough. Even if you don't stop studying at the school in this village, you don't have the money to buy paper and pens.

Because of this situation, Father Ning was worried about how to teach.

In the end, Ning Chu helped him think of a solution, which was actually simple. It was the modern blackboard chalk. Now that the conditions were poor, Ning Chu thought of the simplest one.

For the blackboard, find a flat wooden board, paint one side with ink, and let it dry.

Chalk is simpler, just use lime and water to make individual pieces of chalk and dry them in the sun. Although the effect is not comparable to modern ones, it can still be used barely.

But because of this incident, Father Ning felt even more heartbroken about the lost extra book.

I don't know how much knowledge that is useful to the country and the people is there, but the book is now gone.

Seeing Father Ning's eagerness to run back to the capital to look for books, Ning Chu rubbed his nose a little guilty.

But finally he was able to go to class normally. Father Ning was afraid that the children would play around and ruin the blackboard and chalk, so he would take the things home after school every day, and bring them back the next morning.

Put the blackboard on the table, leaning against the wall, Father Ning stood at the front, teaching the children to write stroke by stroke.

I also saw little chubby Ning Chen who was sitting in the front, just like other children at this time, holding a small wooden stick in his hand, following Ning's father to write stroke by stroke on the sand table, his chubby little round face Shi Zheng looked serious.

There are still pens, ink, paper and inkstones at home, but Father Ning didn't want his son to be special in the school, so he asked him to use the sand table together.

In this way, he can also cultivate his son's character of bearing hardships and standing hard work, but after school, he still has to be required to continue practicing big characters with a brush.

Ning Chen, who was writing earnestly, felt something, looked towards the door, and saw his sister standing there, and immediately became excited, his cake came.

I didn't have the time to write anymore, and my mind was full of delicious cakes, and I kept looking towards the door.

His strangeness immediately attracted Father Ning's attention. Seeing his son frequently looking towards the door, he followed suit, and finally saw his daughter, and he was immediately out of breath.

Tell me, what is this like?

However, there was no choice but to suspend the teaching and let the children rest for a while before continuing.

As soon as they heard that it was time to rest, a group of radish diced excitedly cried out.

"Let's go out and play."

Ning Chen also rushed towards his sister like a small cannonball.

"Sister, sister, where's the cake from the nest?"

"Hey, my sister keeps her word, right?"

Ning Chu originally wanted to tease him, but when he saw how impatient he was, he couldn't bear it anymore, and quickly took out the oiled paper bag, thinking that he had to go back and continue making cakes, so he said to his younger brother:
"My sister is going back first, you can eat by yourself, remember to share some with dad, do you know?"

"Yeah, sister, I know, tenderness is the best."

Looking at the little chubby who is now glued to the oiled paper bag, without even looking at her, Ning Chu is a little speechless, this little greedy pig.

Passed the cake to him, said hello to Father Ning and went home.

Here Ning Chen is holding a big piece of cake, he is a little bit reluctant, but thinking of his sister's words, he still decides to share a little bit with Dad.

As a result, before he had time to pass, he was surrounded by other children.

The cake was just out of the oven. It wasn't long before Ning Chu walked over, and it was still hot, so there was still some sweetness, which attracted all the children immediately.

"Ning Chen, what kind of food are you eating? It smells so good."

A child asked curiously, staring eagerly at the oiled paper bag in Xiaopangdun's hand.

"Yes, yes, it smells really good."

Many children were so greedy that they drool.

Maybe if it weren't for the fear that Ning's father was not far away, they would have robbed him immediately.

Ning Chen proudly said: "This is a cake made by my sister, please give way, the nest is about to pass."

Although everyone wanted to eat, but because they were afraid of Ning's father, they had to slowly step aside.

Ning Chen walked up to Father Ning, opened the greased paper, tore off a small piece and handed it to Father Ning, "Father, eat tender."

Father Ning looked at his son with three cakes the size of his palm, and the cake handed to him that was only half the size of a palm.

Ha ha……

This son is so filial!

As soon as I took it, I found that the eyes of the children around me were all around the cake in the hands of their father and son, and I sighed.

He returned the cake in his hand, faced his son's puzzled eyes, patted his head, and said:
"Father doesn't want to eat, would Xiaochen share the cake with his friends?"

Hearing this, Ning Chen was a little unhappy, and pouted his mouth. He hadn't eaten enough yet, but seeing Father's encouraging eyes, he hesitated for a while, and then reluctantly nodded.

But he still asked: "The nest still needs to be eaten after school."

Father Ning nodded in relief, "Okay."

Only then did Ning Chen happily run towards his friends holding the cake.

In addition, there are 23 children in his school, with such an order of cakes, each person can only share one bite.

Seeing everyone chattering around him, Ning Chen shouted with all his might in his milky voice:

"This is a cake made by Wojia's eggs. It's delicious. If you want to eat it, don't make a fuss and stand in line first."

The children were very excited when they heard that they had their share, and hurriedly stood in line.

Only then was Ning Chen satisfied and gave everyone a small sip in turn.

Some children couldn't wait to stuff it into their mouths as soon as they got it, and exclaimed: "It's delicious."

This made the children in the back even more anxious, and they also wanted to eat quickly.

Some children began to squeeze forward, and the scene became chaotic for a while. Once, they bumped into Ning Chen and almost knocked the cake to the ground. The chubby boy was so angry that he said anxiously:

"If you guys don't line up and stand in line, the nests in the back will not be divided. What's the rush, everyone has something."

(End of this chapter)