The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Many children saw Shang Xi as if they were a relative, and they all gathered around her, "Sister, when can we learn to read?"

Shang Xi patted his head with a look of guilt on his face: "Sister, I have been busy these days and have forgotten. I will find a teacher for you tomorrow, and I will definitely let you have books to study."

The children cheered and shouted thanks to Shang Xi. Shang Xi looked at these children and thought of his own children. It seemed that he had to start studying after they were brought back. According to Cheng Feng, it seemed that it would be too late if he didn't study.

Although there are still [-] people without work, they will not go hungry here today, because dozens more cauldrons have been added to the kitchen, and a group of people who can cook have been selected from these refugees, ensuring everyone's safety. Three meals a day.

One refugee said: "Shang Shan, what kind of work are we doing? We've already eaten two meals, and we're just watching them work up and down the mountain. We want to go in and help, but the people in charge won't let us go."

Shang Xi smiled and said: "If you all go in, this mountain will be crushed. There won't be so many people inside. You will be busy in a few days."

"The Lord wants us to be idle like this, and everyone feels uneasy."

Shang Xi smiled and said, "There's plenty to do, just wait and make arrangements."

What Shang Xi said was reassuring to the refugees. As long as Shang Xi said there was endless work, there must be work. What Shang Xi said was more convincing than Boss Qian.

At the end of the day, Shang Xi looked at the thick stack of notebooks and felt a little worried.

Cheng Feng took an abacus and calculated, there were [-] households here.

Cheng Feng said: "The things needed to build a house are a problem."

This is what Shang Xi is worried about. She is good at building brick houses and high-rise buildings, but she is really not good at making mud houses and thatched houses. She can't even calculate this material.

She touched her curly hair and said, "Let Brother Chen figure it out, I can't do it."

Cheng Feng smiled and hugged Shang Xi, rubbing his face on the top of Shang Xi's head: "Finally there is something you can't do."

Shang Xi smiled and said, "You seem very happy."

"I'm happy because I'm going to Beicheng."

I used to think that Beicheng had a lot of troubles, but now I think Beicheng is pretty good, maybe because there are people there that they miss.

When I went back in the evening, the meal at home had been prepared. Although it was still the same people, the dining atmosphere was much better, and there were no more troublemakers.

Wan's mother didn't say anything more than asking everyone to eat. Only Master Wan asked Cheng Feng and Shang Xi about their work progress today.

Cheng Feng put the vegetables into Shang Xi's bowl, and then said, "It's difficult to solve the housing problems for so many people. Shang Xi and I have to go back to Beicheng and ask Brother Chen to come and help."

Mr. Wan put down the chopsticks in his hand and said, "How many days are you going to go?"

Cheng Feng shook his head slightly and said, "Not necessarily."

Looking at his biological parents who were obviously anxious, he still couldn't bear to make them anxious and angry, so he added, "It shouldn't take long."

"when are we leaving?"

"Find a teacher for those children first, and then go back."

Boss Qian said: "I'm afraid it's difficult to hire teachers in such an environment. Children can't go to class without shelter from wind and rain."

Shang Xi said: "Hardship is temporary. There are so many children running all over the mountains all day long. After all, it won't work. How can we find a teacher in such a big Nancheng?"

Chen Ming, who was eating silently, said, "I'll go ahead and teach them how to read before I find a suitable teacher."

The first person to be praised was Boss Qian. It was very suitable to his liking. Boss Qian stood up and cupped his hands to Chen Ming and said, "I want to thank you on behalf of the children. With you teaching these children, they will definitely become successful."

Boss Qian's thoughts cannot be hidden from the thoughtful Chen Ming.

"You flatter me."

Cheng Feng saw that the problem was solved and said to Shang Xi, "We will go to Beicheng tomorrow."

Shang Xi nodded.

After eating, Cheng Feng put down his chopsticks and was about to go back to his room, but was stopped by Mr. Wan, "Feng'er, let's play chess with dad."

Cheng Feng said: "I'm not very good at it. You should find someone else to accompany you."

Mr. Wan, who had long known that he would be rejected, still shamelessly discussed with Cheng Feng and said, "If you play a game with me, your father will not do well either."

Mrs. Wan also learned to be smart, "Yes Feng'er, your father's tricks are not as good as yours."

Even a child might not believe such lies, let alone a man as old as Cheng Feng.

Seeing Master Wan and Mrs. Wan lowering their figures as low as possible, Cheng Feng felt a little reluctant, but he still agreed because he didn't want to make the two old men in front of him appear worried because of himself.

Cheng Feng had a strong feeling in his heart. If you guys apologized to me first and then saved me, the matter would be evened out. He didn't need them to do anything else for him.

Sitting in front of the chessboard, Cheng Feng looked much calmer. He was not as happy as Gen Shangxi when he played chess, nor did he regret the game. The strange thing was that it was Cheng Feng who won in the end.

Shang Xi glanced at Mr. Wan, who was even happier than Cheng Feng, and realized that being a parent was difficult, especially for parents who felt they owed their children.

Mr. Wan, a master of Go, has spent his whole life studying how to win. At this age, this is the first time he has studied how to lose. Not only does he make it difficult for the opponent to notice, but he also has to beg the opponent to play with him.

Mr. Wan praised Cheng Feng from time to time, saying, "Good chess, this chess piece is good, that chess piece is good."

Cheng Feng, who had won the chess game, seemed to be in a better mood. He even looked back at Shang Xi, saying, "Do you think I've made any progress?" Shang Xi had no choice but to refill their cups of tea silently.

In Shang Xi's eyes, Cheng Feng is just a beginner, or even unskilled. Now that he is being praised like this by Master Wan, he is like a chess king.

Cheng Feng probably had no one to play with him since he was a child. He was particularly interested in this brain-burning game of Go. Everyone watching around him had gone back to sleep, but he was still playing.

Realizing that Shang Xi was yawning, Cheng Feng said, "No more playing. It's getting late. We have to go out tomorrow."

Mr. Wan said: "Feng'er, come to my room. Dad has something to tell you."

Shang Xi yawned again and said, "I'm going to bed first."

Cheng Feng followed Mr. Wan to Mr. Wan's room. The two of them sat on chairs. Mr. Wan said: "Feng'er, you are getting older, and your mother and I are getting older. We discussed it and decided to The business is in your hands."

Cheng Feng refused without thinking: "Leave it to others, I don't have time and I don't know how to do business."

Mrs. Wan, who was sitting on the bed, wiped away her tears and said: "You are angry with your mother. I am not saying that you are incompetent, I just think you are still young. On the other hand, I want your sister to have more contact with Chen Ming. "