Log in to the farming game in advance

Chapter 62

"Little Shitou, don't run out, wait until I finish this job."

"Good mother." Xiao Shitou responded obediently.

Little Shitou has no surname, and his first name is random. His mother was a slave, and she couldn't think of a name when she gave birth to him. The vocabulary in her mind was close to zero, so she took the name from the stone on the side of the road, and usually called him Xiaoshitou.

Xiaoshi shook the furry dog ​​ears on his head. As a kobold in the orc tribe, he also has a human face and normal human limbs, only the hair has more dog ears, and the tail is also a dog. The little tail is fluffy.

As for why his race is a dog-head race and not a dog-human race, Xiao Shitou doesn't understand very well, and neither does his mother.

"Mom doesn't understand either. I heard that there are teachers in the school in the village. When we are promoted to free citizens, mother will let you study, and you can learn by yourself in the future." The mother of the dog-headed slave said.

So Xiao Shitou sits next to the construction site of private houses every day, looking at the elementary school standing a few hundred meters away, with longing in his eyes.

After a while, the children from the construction site next door also came over, looking for small stones to play with.

It was broad daylight at this time, and the children of the free men were in school, the children of the slaves were not studying, and they hung around the workplace when the slave parents were working.

It is better to have children of the same age, they can play together, provided that they do not destroy public property.

"Little stone, let's play together!" Several children gathered together to play on the sand pile and piled sand together.

There are complex types of slaves. Some of these children are dog-headed, some are pig-human, and some are lion-human.

The sand was washed in the river by the slave fathers of certain children's families, and it was transported here to be mixed with cement to make bricks.

The little stone looked at the mason who was supervising the construction on the construction site with a little fear. The mason turned his head to look at the children and shouted: "Don't touch the sand, go play with the mud, or catch bugs."

It seems that as long as these children don't go too far, the masons will not be too strict.

This is completely different from the ethos of slave management in Morning Glory Town. Slaves are not allowed to bring their children to the work site when they are working, let alone the children of slaves are not allowed to touch the things used in these buildings.

A few slave children obediently withdrew their hands and took small stones to play in the mud.

Little Stone was playing with mud, absent-minded.

He was playing with mud, and the children of the free people were reading. He really wanted to know what it was like to read.

At noon, the primary school was over, and Xiao Shitou saw two little girls of the same age who came back from the primary school.

"Good afternoon, Effie, what did you learn today?" Little Stone looked at Effie with longing eyes.

Effie and Ena are inseparable, and the pure hair color of one black and one white is also very conspicuous in the cat-eared orcs. They are like little angels who have been illuminated by the holy light. When they appear, all the little slaves with low self-esteem will respect them.

The children of slaves are slaves as well. Little Stone did not dare to communicate with the children of free people. The person who opened up this class situation was Ena Effie.

Every time they saw slave children who were suffering, they would try to communicate and listen to the pain of others. Their angelic thoughts melted the slave children in the whole village.

Of course, every time I listen to it is some yearning for the life of free people, and the pain is not too painful. After all, Allen's slave New Deal is very loose, and at most the place to live is a little rough.

The slaves did not have a house to live in. They lived collectively in a large grass shed. In hot weather, they did not need to cover themselves with quilts.

"Today I taught the ninety-nine multiplication table." Ena tilted her head, reminiscing about every treasure.

Effie also showed a pensive look, recalling the content of today's class, which she had learned before, and did not listen carefully, so she could only vaguely say: "It seems that I have taught twenty characters."

In this era when slaves could not go to school, the slaves in their childhood were at the stage of progress, and their last hope had not been worn away by life. Little Stone and other slaves let go of their thoughts of playing with mud and catching bugs, their eyes widened, and the dog ears on their heads stood up , Let the ear listening area reach the maximum, greedily absorb all knowledge.

"One one gets one, one two gets two, one three gets three..." Xiao Shitou muttered the multiplication formula. At first, he didn't know what to say, but after the explanation of the two elementary school masters, the slaves felt as if understood.

After the two little girls finished speaking, Little Shitou said regretfully, "Thank you for your hard work, but it's a pity we can only play outside."

"You can go to school too."

"What?" Little Shitou couldn't hear clearly, so he asked again.

"Brother Ailun said that all children in the village can go to school for free without paying any money."

"Can we do it too?" Xiao Shitou was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

"Yes, slave children can also go to school. This is what Ellen himself said. I watched it. If you don't believe me, I will take you to Brother Alan!" Effie patted her small flat chest and said.

How dare the slave's child ask the village chief for an explanation, and immediately shook his head like a rattle drum.

"In short, you can go to school in the afternoon." Ena added softly behind her sister's back.

"Then shall we listen by the wall?" Little Shitou wanted to enter the classroom to look at the blackboard. He heard that the blackboard is a magical thing. Knowledge will be left on the blackboard, which is convenient for those slow learners to memorize slowly.

"No, there are stools in the classroom."

"I had to ask my mother..."

Effie waved her hand to dismiss the group of young slaves who were eager to go to school, "Go, go."

The little slave wowed a few times and walked away. It was time for the slave to eat lunch and report the latest news from Effiena.

The little kobold ran back to his construction site, his mother was still working, laying cement meticulously, and his father was still moving, so he didn't go to eat immediately, he was very dedicated.

"father!"

"Little Shitou, don't make noise. Today our group eats white rice porridge. Go and get it for us." His father glanced at Xiaoshitou, and asked him to serve the porridge.

"mom!"

"Go, little stone, don't hinder mom from laying bricks, the master mason said, the bricks must be laid flat, don't let mom be distracted." His mother kept her eyes on the brick surface, and her steady and unshakable movements were better than the mason's good.

Xiao Shitou knew that his parents were working very hard again today, trying their best to make the family have rice porridge to eat, and his eyes suddenly became slightly hot.

"I see, I'll go right away... Mom and Dad, I'm going to school in the afternoon, this is what Master Alan said."

Xiao Shitou came back after filling the porridge, and couldn't help telling the good news.

Hearing this news, the two slave parents raised their heads and looked at their son sharply.

"What did you say?"

"We are still slaves, how can we let you go to school?"

"Son, don't worry, the most desperate group of slaves on the construction site will escort the whole family to become free citizens. I will definitely let you go to school when the time comes."

The old father did not believe that slaves could go to school, and he could not bear to see his son downcast. From the corner of his eye, he saw that other slaves had started to work. He raised his head and swallowed the white rice porridge in the bowl, and put down the bowl to let his son wash the dishes.

With a jerk, Xiao Shitou's father stood up, with the scorching sun on his head, and carried bricks to those in need again.

His mother also put down the empty bowl that had been licked clean, and touched her son's head, "Hey, I'll wash the dishes after eating."

The entire time of eating porridge did not exceed ten seconds. No one could persuade the enthusiastic slaves to persuade them, and once again devoted themselves to the construction of private houses.

Xiao Shitou choked with sobs, looked at his parents' hard-working figures, and secretly vowed to learn something in the free class.

　The first order is 127 people, which is approximately equal to 130.

　　I'm fairly accurate.

　　Stick to it for a month and see if you can get [-] orders.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)