Pastoral elegance: the shocking little peasant girl

Chapter 112 What's So Shy

"Mom, I don't want to live in an adobe house. If I want to build it, I can build a solid green brick house. I'll figure out how to deal with the money. I can make money so that we can live a good life."

As Tian Xiaohe said, he got up and took the package of clothes, took out the pens, ink, books and other things, and put them on the kang, "Mother, at least build a house. It's better to build a better one than to build a rough one, and it won't save you to live in it." How long does it take to flip the cover, doesn't it?"

Looking at the books put out by her daughter, Tian was startled, picked up one and held it to the tip of her nose to smell it, it smelled so strong of ink, these things cost a lot of money, right?This girl really spends more money than ever.

Qian Xiaodou grabbed a copy of the "Three Character Classic" in ecstasy, flipped it back and forth, and exclaimed in surprise: "This is the "Three Character Classic", this is what my cousin is studying now, and my cousin has shown it off to me many times. "

"Dong dong."

When Wang Xiaojun heard Qian Xiaodou mentioning the "Three Character Classic", he was immediately attracted to him, knocked on the door, and asked, "Sister-in-law, is it convenient for me to come and take a look at the books Xiaohe bought?"

Tian hurriedly put away the money, and then opened the door: "It's just right for my sister to come over, I don't know the characters in the book, but you can teach them how to recognize them."

Wang Xiaojun smiled and nodded, his eyes fell on the book, he stepped forward to pick it up, and his eyes fell on Tian Xiaohe: "This book is "Thousand Characters", this book is a collection of poems for enlightenment, Xiaohe bought it The book is very suitable for them."

"The shopkeeper Qiao of the study picked it up, saying that children as old as us would learn these things." Tian Xiaohe was a little dazed by her gaze, and subconsciously opened his mouth to defend, in case Aunt Wang saw something.

"Oh, it is indeed for beginners. My aunt also learned it when she was young, and I haven't touched it for many years." Wang Xiaojun nodded slightly, his eyes returned to the opened pages, but his mind seemed to return to a long time and space.

"Aunt Wang, if Xiaodou goes to a private school, will it be useful?" Tian Xiaohe tugged at the corner of Wang Xiaojun's clothes, blinking and asked.

"It may not be useful, but it is enough to go home and review and trace characters."

Wang Xiaojun gently put the book on the kang, as if putting a soft-skinned egg, then turned to look at Tian, ​​and said, "Sister-in-law, Xiaohe bought so much cloth, why don't you make a dress for Xiaodou tomorrow. Send him to a private school some other day to learn how to read. After the three-year filial piety period, maybe he can come back as a scholar, and then he can find a good marriage."

Mrs. Tian nodded, even saying that was the reason, lovingly patted the back of the child's head, and Xiaodou's face was red, but she couldn't hide the joy on her face, her eyes always aimed at the child. In the book, don't mention where the joy in my heart has gone.

"I'm going to bed." Qian Xiaodou twisted uncomfortably, turned over and lay down on the side, leaving a distressed back.

"What's there to be shy about?" Wang Xiaojun giggled twice, "Sister-in-law, go to bed early, too, and sister-in-law won't bother you in the house."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked out, closing the door behind her, and the crowded room suddenly became much more stuffy.

Looking at the closed door, Tian sighed heavily, and then blew out the oil lamp.

Tian Xiaohe looked at the dark rear window, lay down sideways, and then turned his mind to cultivation, as if this has become a compulsory course every night, just like the kind of interaction that men and women often do after the lights are turned off.

(End of this chapter)