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Chapter 207 The little scholar was kidnapped by the slain pig woman 2
Song Yu'an knocked on the door, and the door quickly opened again, and it was the same woman.

Song Yu'an handed her the bowl, blushed and said sheepishly: "Well, thank you for the broth. I, I don't have anything to give you now. I will repay you when I am able."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qing just glanced at him lightly, took the bowl, and closed the door without saying a word.

Song Yu'an rubbed his head, opened his mouth, and finally turned around and returned to his thatched house.

He took one look at the messy and dilapidated thatched house, and had a strong suspicion that a gust of wind would blow it away.

Song Yu'an was a delicate girl in her previous life. Even when she was cleaning, she just swept the floor and wiped the table. It was an easy job. Looking at the messy house in front of him, he felt like he had no idea what to do.

He rubbed his temples and wanted to cry again.

The young man sighed, closed his eyes, and began to tidy up the house resignedly.

An hour later, the boy finally cleaned up the house.

At this moment, night has fallen.

He is hungry again.

That bowl of broth wasn't enough, and he hadn't eaten for a long time.

Song Yu'an looked at the empty kitchen and cabinets, feeling like crying but without tears.

What to do, how to get through tonight.

He came to the door of the courtyard next door aggrievedly. After hesitating for a long time, he finally raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After waiting for a long time, the door opened again.

Still that woman.

She stood there without saying a word and stared at the handsome young man in front of her with indifferent eyes.

Song Yu'an blushed and rubbed the corner of her clothes and said hesitantly: "I... um... I want... to borrow some food... I will return it to you... please..."

After hearing his words, the woman was slightly startled, then turned around and walked into the house without saying a word. After a while, she came out with a bag. She put the bag into the boy's hand.

Song Yu'an felt the weight of the bag and estimated that it could last for several days based on the memory of the original owner.

The young man showed a shy smile and bowed to the woman feelingly: "Thank you, you are such a good person. I will never forget your kindness and I will definitely repay you."

Zhang Qing looked at the young man deeply, said lightly, "Hmm", and closed the door again.

Song Yuan led the bag into his house and fumbled to make some porridge according to the memory of the original owner. He was a lazy man in his previous life and could make some simple home-cooked dishes. Basically, he ordered takeout, but he used He really doesn't know how to use modern kitchen utensils and ancient stoves. If he didn't have the memory of the original owner, he would probably starve to death.

I ate the porridge which was very unpleasant to eat, and boiled water to take a bath.

He looked at the man's body, he was very thin and white, as thin as bamboo, and as white as flour, he didn't look like a farmer at all.

It was probably due to malnutrition, which caused physical growth retardation. At the age of 17, he was still less than 1.7 meters tall. In memory, the original owner's parents were both tall. If he was raised well, he should be able to grow to 20 meters eight by the time he was 1.7 years old.

The men in the village are generally not tall, rarely 1.7 meters tall, generally 1.6 meters seven.

My original parents were some of the tallest in the village, and of course the tallest one was from Butcher Zhang’s family.Butcher Zhang's family is the representative of the tallest people in the village. Regardless of male or female, it is estimated that it will be difficult for the entire Zhou Dynasty to find anyone who can match the height of the Zhang family.

Song Yuan was also a beauty with fair skin and long legs in his previous life. As a man in this life, he naturally does not want to be too short. It seems that he has to work hard to make money to replenish his nutrition so that he can grow taller before the age of 20.

Time passes little by little, and the days pass by day by day.

Unconsciously, Song Yu'an stayed in ancient times for a week.

He had already finished the bag of brown rice that Zhang Qing lent him.

Song Yu'an had not yet thought of a profitable job, so she ended up depleting her family's fortune.

If he can't find a job today, he will really follow the same path as his original owner and starve to death.

While he was thinking hard, the village chief came to his door.

The village chief exchanged a few pleasantries with Song Yu'an before revealing his purpose: "Yu'an, not many people in our village are literate. It's not good to continue like this. Maybe I'm being cheated and helping others count their money. I I saw that a private school was opened in the village next door. It was not a young scholar, but a young scholar who had studied for two years. You are the only one in our village who has studied in a private school for two years. I thought, why not open a private school in our village and just you? I want to teach you that you don’t need to learn a lot of knowledge, as long as you can read and write and do arithmetic, don’t be blind. Of course, our village is very poor, and you know it. We definitely can’t get money, but we don’t. I’ll let you work for nothing and give you some vegetables, eggs, rice noodles, etc. as a reward. What do you think?”

After hearing what the village said, Song Yuan's eyes lit up. He was worried about making money, but he couldn't find anything. It took no effort, and the opportunity came to his door.

He was afraid that the village chief would repent, so he nodded hurriedly: "Okay, I will teach! Thank you, the village chief, for trusting me and giving me a chance to teach everyone."

The village chief nodded with satisfaction and left with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)