Traveling through the famine years with the system to raise cubs

The matter was settled, but everyone was not in a good mood on the way back.

Widow Wang was also considered useless, her energy and spirit collapsed all of a sudden, and she sat on the carriage without saying a word and wiped her tears.

Back in Lujia Village, Widow Wang bowed her head to thank Jiang Ling and left without saying a word.

Jiang Ling looked at the back of Widow Wang, and felt a little sour in her heart. It wasn't her Holy Mother, but her heart was full of flesh. The punishment Widow Wang received this time was severe enough.

The child is gone, the husband and wife are in prison, and his reputation is also bad. It is estimated that there is a high probability that he will die alone in the future.

But Jiang Ling didn't put his mind on this, instead Jiang Yaojie bit his lip and whispered: "Mom, you still hate..."

The word "father" was not spoken, Jiang Yaojie knew that in this family, the word Lu Youren was taboo.

Jiang Ling shook her head helplessly, looking at Jiang Yaojie, who was already a bit taller than her, and replied meaningfully: "Son, some things are over as soon as they are over. It's hard to say whether you hate it or not. You have to treat yourself in the future." Good wife, don't favor boys over girls!"

"The family can only be peaceful and prosperous if you treat your wife well, you know?"

Now Jiang Yaojie is already an older child, he nodded, "Don't worry, mother, I will treat Congxin well!"

Just as Jiang Ling was sighing, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Mother, it's me!" After saying that, the door was pushed open by Zhao Qianyu.

Zhao Qianyu frowned looking at Jiang Ling and Jiang Yaojie, who had abnormal expressions, and asked, "Godmother, Yaojie, what's the matter with you?"

Jiang Yaojie shook his head and didn't speak. At this moment, he wanted Shen Congxin very much, so he quickly returned to his room, and started talking with Shen Congxin.

"It's nothing, Qian Yu is going to Qingzhou for the exam soon, why didn't he study hard and come here?" Jiang Ling asked.

Zhao Qianyu smiled mysteriously, ran out again, and appeared in front of Jiang Ling with a middle-aged man after a while.

The middle-aged man is tall and thin, dressed in a dark blue robe, with a bookish air, he looks like a scholar.

"Mother, let me introduce you, this is Wu Xiucai!" Zhao Qianyu said, sticking out his tongue at Jiang Ling.

"Wu Xiucai?" Jiang Ling didn't realize it for a while, and looked at Zhao Qianyu suspiciously.

"Brother Zhishan and I are going to have a spring exam. I'm not sure, but Brother Zhishan may become a blockbuster. I don't think I'll have much time to teach the children to read, so I'll tell my dad about it!"

"Although my father said that it was the matter of Duan County Magistrate of Pingxi County and he had no right to interfere, he still found a teacher for me!" Zhao Qianyu explained.

Jiang Ling was helpless, although Zhao Qianyu always had a cynical attitude, but he was much more careful than himself in many cases.

Jiang Ling never took the time to find a teacher for Jiang Suihe, but Zhao Qianyu brought him back to Jiang Ling right now.

Jiang Ling looked at Zhao Qianyu gratefully, not knowing what to say for a moment.

But Zhao Qianyu waved his hand and said, "Godmother, are you okay? I heard that there was a plague in your village before and it scared me to death. If my father didn't stop me, I would have come here a long time ago!"

Jiang Ling smiled, although Zhao Qianyu said so, but his eyes looked at Jiang Suhe behind Jiang Ling from time to time, after confirming that Jiang Suhe was fine, Zhao Qianyu also breathed a sigh of relief.

"My child, the plague is no joke. Your father is worried about you. The godmother has made a note of it. She will come to the door some other day to thank you!" Jiang Ling smiled and took out a silver coin from her pocket to give to Zhao Qianyu.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Qianyu shook his head, swallowed his saliva and said to Jiang Ling: "Godmother, I don't want the money, can you cook me some food, your cooking is really delicious!"

Jiang Ling smiled when she heard this, glanced at Jiang Suhe who was studying next to her, and said, "Sui He, you and Qian Yu go to the village chief's house and bring the village chief here. We have to deal with the village chief about having a teacher in our village." Long talk!'

There was nothing on Jiang Suhe's side, and Zhao Qianyu burst into laughter when he heard that he was going to find the village chief with Jiang Suhe.

Not long after, the two of them appeared in front of Jiang Ling with the village head.

Jiang Ling briefly explained the matter, Zhao Qianyu added something, and the village chief was both surprised and delighted.

He stroked his beard and opened his mouth wide, "What? Mother Yaojie, why don't I understand what you said? What do you mean, you said that Wu Xiucai came to our Lujia Village to teach us?"

The village head kept looking at Wu Xiucai who was on the side. Probably because scholars are naturally thin-skinned, Wu Xiucai moved a little embarrassedly.

Seeing this, Jiang Ling greeted quickly: "Village Chief, let's stay and have a meal together today, just in time to find a place for Wu Xiucai to live!"

Jiang Ling's craftsmanship is obvious to all, and the village chief was overjoyed when he heard this. He nodded: "Okay, Wu Xiucai is a scholar after all, different from us vulgar people!"

What the village chief said made Wu Xiucai even more embarrassed. He didn't expect that he, a scholar, would be so respected here.

For lunch, sweet and sour pork ribs, braised chicken nuggets, stir-fried wild mushrooms, hot and sour potato shreds, stir-fried vegetables and a big pot of tomato and egg soup.

Wu Xiucai was a little surprised when he saw the sumptuous dishes on the table. He didn't expect that a farmer's food in the countryside was better than that of a rich man in the town.

But he thought about it again, although he is a scholar, but after that incident happened, his reputation was damaged. It is already a great happy event that others don't despise him, so what right does he have to despise others?

"Wu Xiucai, eat vegetables, Yaojieniang's craftsmanship is second to none!" With a dazed effort, the village chief has already enthusiastically put the chicken legs in Wu Xiucai's bowl.

Looking at the ruddy chicken drumsticks in the bowl, which filled the room with fragrance, Wu Xiucai finally crushed the last bit of reservedness he had as a scholar.

Needless to say the taste, Wu Xiucai was stunned to himself, how could the woman in front of him have such good craftsmanship, even the Taibai Tower in Shengjing would be ashamed of this taste!

After drinking and eating, Jiang Ling and the village chief looked at each other and said to Wu Xiucai: "Wu Xiucai, the accommodation and food conditions in our countryside are not very good, I hope you will forgive me!"

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, appetite is the last thing!" Wu Xiucai quickly waved his hand to explain.

"You are a scholar brought over by Qian Yu. We will definitely not treat you badly. I discussed it with the village head. The village head will take you to look at the house after a while. The repair fee will be three taels of silver per month. What do you think? Like?" Jiang Ling said.

Wu Xiucai was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He never expected that his price in Lujia Village was so high that he could earn three taels of silver a month. This was much more profitable than copying books for others outside. Will miss this precious opportunity hastily nodded and said: "Yes, yes, no problem!"