Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 926 Life
After hearing Song Wanzhi's words, everyone on the field was slightly taken aback.

Ah Ying ate the chicken drumsticks and looked at her mother: "Mom, what happened?"

Song Wanzhi said: "Village Chief, the beans in this bowl are old beans, and the new beans should be mature this year. When we come back, everyone naturally wants to bring the best ones. But passing by the village entrance, the old sheep is gone. Above, it’s all old things, but there are only three chickens. From the beginning to the end, you haven’t even eaten a piece of chicken. That’s why I’m asking this question.”

Ah Ying's hand stopped, and the returning man turned his gaze to the big table in front of him.

It is true that there is a full table, but there is really little meat. When everyone returned, they were all very happy. They only thought that all the food at home was extremely delicious. How could they pay attention to these details?

But after being reminded by Song Wanzhi, she only paid attention, so Ah Ying raised her head and asked, "Mother, where is my cow?"

There is only one cow in the village, why...

As soon as Ah Ying finished asking, everyone fell silent. After a while, the village chief explained the whole story.

After they left, the storm continued for another half a month. When the wind stopped and the rain stopped, the whole village was affected.But unexpectedly, they encountered the legendary wild bandits in this land.This wild bandit is predatory. I heard that the people in some place work and rest on weekdays, but if they encounter a bad harvest, they will abandon the fields and start plundering food everywhere. If they don't follow, Then burn and loot.So everyone followed the rules and kept their lives, usually letting them rob food.

And the last time they came, they robbed the village of sheep, cattle, and the granaries in the village.

What Aying and the others are eating now are all made up from different families. The three chickens escaped the catastrophe because they were kept outside.

Everyone was silent after listening.

Although unwilling, they did not have the force to contend with those people.

This winter seems to be sad.

After hearing this, Ah Ying said angrily: "Where does the grain come out for free? After half a year of hard work, the harvest is waiting! I really want to give them a fist!"

Song Wanzhi asked, "Village Chief, how much food do we have left?"

The village chief smiled and said, "Don't worry. Those thieves don't know that we still have a small granary. This is a habit passed down by our ancestors in our village. It is to prepare for emergencies. Usually, the small granary is not allowed to be opened. So although we may not be eating so well this winter, we will not die of hunger."

Song Wanzhi nodded and said, "Village Chief, but I think we should deal with it. What if the wild robbers come again?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard it.

response?How to deal with it?Villagers in other villages resisted at the beginning, but I heard that the whole village was slaughtered. In order to frighten the villagers of other villages, they hung the heads of the killed people on horses. Even though 30 to [-] years have passed, the old people in the village I still shudder thinking about it.

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "Naturally, we can only outsmart, not outweigh."

"Outsmart? How to outsmart?"

Song Wanzhi paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Let me handle this matter. If they come, I'll give it a try."

Everyone originally wanted to dissuade her, because the bandits are so powerful, how could she stop them by herself?However, wild bandits have never had the habit of robbing for the second time, and it has been more than ten years since the wild bandits appeared this time.

However, after this trip back to the ruins, Ah Ying and the others have tempered their courage and temperament, and they all looked at Song Wanzhi together, their eyes full of trust.

That night, everyone talked about their life in March after leaving, and when the night was quiet, they dispersed.

Song Wanzhi returns to her room with Ah Zhu in her arms.

A child was walking behind her timidly holding a board.

Song Wanzhi looked back and found him, but it was the child she taught that couldn't speak well.

"What's wrong?" Song Wanzhi knelt down, then touched his head with a smile.

The little boy handed over the wooden board in his hand, and then stammered: "Sister, sister. Word."

Song Wanzhi took a look, and saw a line of words neatly written with charcoal on the wooden board.

——Tonghua Wanli Guanshan Road, the young phoenix is ​​clearer than the old phoenix.

Suddenly, the bottom of my heart was stabbed, with a little touch and sourness.

Fourteen characters, crooked, but extremely precious.

That was the last sentence Song Wanzhi taught the little boy when he left, but at that time the little boy couldn't even write the first word, so Song Wanzhi asked him to go home with wooden branches and charcoal to practice.

In order to write these fourteen characters well, how did this clumsy child who couldn't even speak well practice?

Song Wanzhi stretched out her hand, hugged the little boy in front of her into her arms, and then praised: "The handwriting is beautiful, and I will definitely write better than my sister in the future."

Because of the girl's words, the little boy's eyes immediately shone with dazzling light, and he grinned, revealing his toothless mouth.

Xiao Xuesheng stood under the tung tree, watched this scene, and then turned his gaze away.

However, the next moment, the girl's voice sounded: "You have learned enough, my sister will find you a better wife, go tell the brother under the tree, let him teach you."

Xiao Xuesheng turned her head instantly, and looked at Song Wanzhi coldly with her eyes.

However, Song Wanzhi stood there smiling at her.

He was stunned by the laugh, and he felt irritable for no reason.

But the little boy came up, and then raised his eyes, looking at him eagerly but with a trace of trepidation: "Brother, brother. You, you teach me how to write and read, okay, okay?"

He spoke very hard, but even so, he still stuttered and couldn't speak clearly.

Few masters are willing to teach such students.

He had heard the old master in the village tell his parents before that he would definitely not be able to learn it.

However, he really wanted to learn.

The sneer that Xiao Xuesheng condensed at the corner of her mouth couldn't be evoked no matter what.

Didn't my original self make people laugh when I opened my mouth?
Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "Ah Jing, this brother agreed, you remember to pick an orange outside tomorrow to thank this brother."

Xiao Xuesheng froze all over.

And the kid jumped up happily: "Thank you, brother thank you! Thank you, sister!"

Outside, Ah Jing's parents were already calling him, so Ah Jing could only wave his little hands at the two of them vigorously, and then ran out.

After the little boy left, Xiao Xuesheng looked at her coldly: "Did I say I agreed?"

Song Wanzhi smiled and said: "You can only gain something if you work hard. You haven't done anything. Are you eating and drinking here?"

"You!" Xiao Xuesheng was choked by Song Wanzhi.

Song Wanzhi said with a smile in his eyes: "If you don't want to live like a woman here, then you have to show your unfeminine side. Take a good rest and go to the fields with me tomorrow, otherwise, there will be no winter." food."

After finishing speaking, the girl stopped looking at him, raised her foot and walked forward, leaving only Xiao Xuesheng standing there alone, with anger and more unspeakable feelings.

The tung flowers have long since withered, and in the world outside, the night is as cool as water.

On the second day, Song Wanzhi took him to dig lotus root in the mud.

When Ah Ying saw Xiao Xuesheng, she was startled: "Young Master Xiao, what are you doing here? You can embroider and cook at home! It's too dirty and hard work here!"

The words "cooking with embroidery" fell into Xiao Xuesheng's ears, and his expression sank slightly.

Song Wanzhi said: "Sister Ah Ying, he has long been used to it. He is very capable in our place."

"Really?" Ah Ying looked at Xiao Xuesheng reverently.

Xiao Xuesheng's expression became even more suppressed by the "really?"

Song Wanzhi had already bent down, took off his sleeves, rolled up his trousers, and said with a smile, "Let's go."

Xiao Xuesheng then took off his boots and rolled up his trouser hangers.

However, the dirty mud made him frown.

Song Wanzhi had already stepped into the muddy field and greeted him: "Come on."

Xiao Xuesheng stepped down immediately.

Then, with a "snap", the boy suddenly became unstable and fell down in the mud.

"Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha!" Good-hearted laughter sounded from all around.

While helping Xiao Xuesheng up, an old lady next to her said: "Young Master Xiao, you can't do this, you'd better go back, be careful not to fall."

Xiao Xuesheng gritted her teeth and said nothing.

If he had a little bit of force, he could walk on the ground anywhere, how could he fall in such a muddy place!
Song Wanzhi stepped forward and said with a smile, "It's not like flat ground here, so walk slowly and don't use too much force."

Xiao Xuesheng looked at the smile on Song Wanzhi's face, and said angrily, "Is it funny?!"

How dare you laugh at him like that!

Song Wanzhi nodded sincerely: "It's kind of funny."

Xiao Xuesheng turned around immediately and started digging lotus roots underground.

Song Wanzhi hurriedly said: "Be careful with the lotus root, otherwise it will be easily torn, you need a method..."

"Hmph." Xiao Xue snorted coldly.

How to dig lotus root?
However, as soon as his cold snort fell, the lotus root that had just grown out of half in his hand broke in two with a "snap".

Xiao Xuesheng: ...

Song Wanzhi: ...

The aunt next to her said with a heartache: "This is not how the lotus root was dug! Mr. Xiao, are you really capable?"

Song Wanzhi couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Xuesheng looked at the broken lotus root in her hand, her face turned white and red.

Song Wanzhi didn't look at his embarrassment. She bent down and said, "Actually, I didn't understand much before. It was an uncle who taught me when I was on the road. You have to keep your hands down, you have to reach Pull it out slowly, try to be careful."

The girl pulled up while talking, and then, a long section of snow-white lotus root was pulled out.

Xiao Xuesheng's face turned blue, and finally he bent down, and then went down as Song Wanzhi said, the mud leaked between his fingers, and he slowly dug out the lotus root in a chill.

Long and white.

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "Look, it's done."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked to the side.

Xiao Xuesheng stood there, looking at the lotus root in his hand, the fishy smell of the soil was accompanied by a slight fragrance of the lotus root, and under the sunlight, it had a different taste.

He hooked the corner of his mouth.

He looked at the girl's bent body in front of her, saw the splashes of mud splashed on her body, the sun was setting, and in a lotus pond, everyone was talking and laughing.

He bent down and continued digging the lotus root.

He dug it well and put it beside him, and the teenagers standing not far away looked at him with surprise.

Because I didn't expect him to do the same thing with a woman.

Pieces of snow-white lotus root were stacked up, Xiao Xuesheng heard the sound of the lotus root breaking with a smile on the place where her hand was protruding, her body froze slightly, then she looked up and found that no one was paying attention, so she broke the lotus root. I stuffed the lotus root inside, then calmly turned to the other direction and continued digging the lotus root.

After finally digging out all the lotus roots in the lotus pond, everyone went to the beach to wash. Song Wanzhi picked up a conch and rubbed it lightly.

Meng Chen.

After bathing in the evening, Song Wanzhi asked for some chopped lotus root, then cut it into slices, turned around and left the room.

When he walked outside the door, he saw Xiao Xuesheng was teaching the little boy named Ah Jing to read and write.

Ah Jing stuttered as he read the words, raising his head and looking at Xiao Xuesheng nervously every time he read a word.

Xiao Xue said dryly: "Okay."

Ah Jing danced happily: "I, I like you, Brother Xiao!"

Xiao Xuesheng's face froze.

And Song Wanzhi had already raised his hand, buttoned it beside him, and made a sound.

(End of this chapter)